Ultraman: I am really just a human.

Chapter 666 Divine Messenger Kondo Isami

Why is it Kondo Isami?

Xia Chuan felt he was about to lose his composure.

They thought the Root of Annihilation had some grand scheme to deal with him, but now they're telling him he was just an afterthought.

This wave monster only showed itself because it wandered into Hot Spring Town.

It seems we've really been underestimated.

Xia Chuan regained his composure.

The giant's eyes swept over the unconscious crowd in the hot spring town, and as its light shattered the monster's mental domain, it forcibly used its psychic power to draw out a "Mental" card.

Through data matching, he had already figured out the identity of this final fluctuating monster.

The boss of the fluctuating life form, Queen Mezad.

The so-called Root Destruction Summoning Entity seems to be a cosmic organization in the form of an alliance, with the Fluctuating Life Form being one of the more powerful branches, acting as a kind of brain strategist.

It is suspected that he was involved in many behind-the-scenes schemes, including turning Fujimiya Hiroya against his cause.

They secretly study humanity, create chaos around the world, and control many of the Root Cult's apocalyptic pronouncements.

But why target Kondo Isami?

Xia Chuan still doesn't quite understand.

It felt like two armies were facing off, and the enemy general suddenly went to attack a small village where only old people remained.

Could it be that he realized Kondo Isami was his backup anchor?

"Whoosh!"

Unable to understand, Xia Chuan didn't dwell on it. His giant form directly used hyperspace teleportation to chase after Queen Mezad back to Tokyo.

……

What, then, is true salvation?

"Root cause, please guide us in the right direction!"

Tokyo, KCB Television.

The streets were in chaos due to the activities of the Doomsday Cult, but XIG couldn't care less about them right now.

Several fighter jets flew over the building and were repeatedly interfered with by radio waves as they approached the wormhole where the strange face was formed. The aircraft nearly crashed into a nearby high-rise building due to severe turbulence.

After finally eliminating a hidden jellyfish-like monster, the interference only intensified.

"The wormhole's energy is still increasing!"

The faces of everyone at the XIG air base were grim.

"We have lost contact with ground troops..."

What exactly happened inside the KCB building?

In the footage transmitted back from the frontline fighter jets, the wormhole seemed to be mocking humanity, while the KCB building remained remarkably quiet.

But the biggest problem is the silence itself.

"That building seems to be occupied by something," Commander Akio Ishimuro asked in a deep voice. "Where's my dream? Shouldn't he be there?"

"I can't connect with my dreams!"

"However, it's been confirmed that the source of the interference is inside the KCB building. That guy is trying to spread mental pollution over a wide area through television broadcasts!"

"is that so?"

Akio Ishimuro stared intently at the wormhole in the image, its energy continuously increasing, his expression growing increasingly serious.

My heart felt like it was being squeezed by some force.

"If more people are controlled..."

"source!!"

Scene at the TV station building.

The passersby had all fled, leaving only a few manipulated cult members surrounding the building, worshipping the wormhole in the sky as if welcoming the arrival of a supreme deity.

Just then, Imu, who was looking for Kondo Isami, barely escaped the encirclement of these people, only to run into the puppet-faced special investigation team.

The special search team members surrounded the underground parking garage from all sides, with Captain Senuma, who was walking in front, drawing his gun with a blank expression.

I was shocked: "Captain Senuma, you guys...!"

"Hands up," Senuma said as if speaking through a megaphone. "Humans should be ashamed. In just a few hundred years, more than 200 species have gone extinct because of humans. Human selfishness has deeply harmed this planet."

"What?"

"You've probably seen it too, haven't you? The underground penetrating bombs are being used on a large scale, and I've heard that even more powerful weapons are under development. Shouldn't humans like this be punished? The Root Destruction Bringer is the true savior, not someone like you who only favors humanity..."

"Bang!"

Several afterimages suddenly flashed through the garage.

By the time I realized what was happening, all the members of the special search team had been knocked unconscious, leaving only Natsukawa, who had taken Senuma's gun, in the middle.

"S-senpai?"

"They've all been brought under control."

Xia Chuan released the beam gun that had been torn to pieces and looked up at the building above, following the omnipresent mental interference.

Kondo Isami is playing hide-and-seek with the controlled TV station staff, but he is eventually forced to surrender.

"Are you kidding me? Why are you chasing after me like this?"

In a panic, Kondo Isami ran down the escape stairs, but the stairwell was quickly blocked.

There were pursuers both above and below.

The annoying phone ringing incessantly in the hallway felt like something was trying to crawl into his head.

Just like the last time in the hot spring town.

That thing wanted to spy on his mind!

Suddenly, a familiar figure came into Kondo Isami's view in the restaurant.

"Miss Yoshii, hurry..."

Why did you run away?

Reiko Yoshii turned around with a smile.

"You don't need to run at all, because you are a messenger chosen by God."

Kondo Isami was pale, his heart pounding in his throat.

Indeed, there's no need to run.

It seems he ran up to the boss.

The woman in front of him was no longer the female reporter he knew, but a monster in human skin.

No wonder this area is relatively empty; it turns out to be the boss's lair.

"What are you talking about, Ms. Yoshii? I don't understand."

Kondo Isami laughed and stepped back, trembling as a bead of cold sweat rolled down his back. He didn't even bother to straighten his glasses, which were askew.

However, the other party was clearly not prepared to let him leave.

The open cafeteria door behind me slammed shut.

"You possess divine power," Reiko Yoshii's smile widened. "If you wish, not only this female reporter, but also female teachers, flight attendants... you can have any woman you desire!"

"What nonsense are you spouting? Who do you take me for?" Kondo Isami's face flushed red, and he trembled as he summoned his Rider belt. "I'm a Rider, Kamen Rider! Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're a monster!"

"Hahaha! I'm not some monster!"

Reiko Yoshii was amused.

"You're really funny, under the bed..."

"Transform!!"

Lightning flashed in the restaurant.

Kondo Isami bravely fought again, but before he could fully dress up, he was smashed by a tremendous force along with the restaurant door, and his tattered armor became deeply embedded in the corridor wall.

"Bang!"

"ah--!"

Kondo Isami screamed in agony amidst the dust and smoke of the explosion, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, before he could no longer utter a sound.

"Look at you, why are you resisting?"

Inside the restaurant, Queen Mezadeh changed into a different disguise, her figure alluring, her clothes barely concealing her body, her body shimmering and close, and she lifted Kondo Isami's chin with one finger.

"If you didn't possess divine power, I would have killed you long ago!"

As she spoke, Queen Mezad glanced disdainfully at the knight's armor that had disintegrated on its own.

"You don't actually think this is the divine power I'm talking about, do you? You don't even know what you have on your own body, what a piece of trash! Let me see what's going on in your head!"

TV station staff poured out again, each one holding up their cell phones like zombies.

The jarring ringing of the telephone penetrated even deeper into Kondo's mind amidst his horrified gaze.

"No, I..."

"Da da!"

Footsteps approached from afar in the corridor, an invisible wave radiating throughout the entire area, and the puppet crowd, who were rushing to get ahead, suddenly froze in place.

Kondo suddenly found his ears quiet, and the nausea that had been nagging at him receded like a receding tide.

Even the surreptitious monster in front of him, which was behaving provocatively, changed its expression instantly.

Fear appeared on her beautiful face.

Who?

Kondo Isami turned his head with difficulty, only to see a long shadow stretched out in the dim light.

The sound of footsteps completely drowned out the phone ringing.

The manipulated television staff all lowered their heads and fell into a deep sleep.

Half a face can be vaguely seen through the gap.

(End of this chapter)