Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

The most panicked were the driver and the passengers in the back of the car.

Every time they drive or ride in a car, both the driver and passengers endure an overwhelming fear that weighs heavily on their hearts, making them wish they could become puppets and keep the car completely silent.

Ideally, you shouldn't drive or take a car at all.

But that won't work.

As long as we are alive, we must live like we did more than a decade ago. Anyone who has driven or ridden in a car must drive or ride in a car at different times each month to maintain the bustling traffic day and night, pretending to be lively and vibrant.

While there's never been any claim that driving makes one more vulnerable to attacks and hunting, the data presented there is...

People are attacked far more often than those inside a car.

However, this makes one stand out from the crowd, creating unparalleled psychological pressure.

A decade or so ago, being unsociable might have at most resulted in being ostracized by others in society, but now, being unsociable to an excessive degree can have consequences far worse than going to hell.

Everyone is praying that they can get through the day safely—but at the same time, they want to die.

But he won't die.

One after another, people attempted suicide, their numbers long since incalculable. Yet, each suicide attempt was caught before death, captured by Ultraman, and brought to the city center to carry out the most wicked hunt.

The treatment was beyond what humans could accept. Almost every time, people who were forced to be spectators went insane on the spot, or were so frightened that they lost their courage and were judged to have committed suicide, and were also captured and hunted.

I dare not, I really dare not do anything.

Although facts have long proven that no god will protect mankind, everyone now has their own faith. As long as they are not targeted, they will place their hopes on their faith and believe that it is their faith that is protecting them.

They placed their broken hearts in a vague and illusory faith until the moment it shattered.

Today, on the street, in full view of everyone, a driver, his body stiff and his hands already cold, had just finished picking up a passenger, let the passenger off, and restarted the engine when, without warning, the idol he had devoutly worshipped on the front of his car shattered with a deafening crash.

First, the head and neck separated, and the fallen wooden skull gurgled and emitted a pool of foul-smelling black water.

Then the statue split in two, and tiny, newborn-mouse-like alien beasts, stained with foul-smelling black water, squeezing out from inside. They pounced on the driver, crawling under his clothes from various places to reproduce and multiply, each of the tiny alien beasts having a different human face.

The uncanny valley effect of those faces was so intense that the driver's first scream wasn't even from the pain of his skin being eaten, but from being overwhelmed by terror at the sight of those faces.

A piercing scream echoed through the entire street, shattering the surface tranquility of the city where everyone dared only to communicate in hushed tones.

The instant the scream rang out, everyone felt as if a knife had pierced their forehead. An indescribable sense of crisis quickly spread throughout their bodies. Goosebumps appeared on their skin as a conditioned reflex, their body temperature dropped rapidly, and they instinctively felt like vomiting.

But in the end, I still didn't dare to vomit.

Everyone knew what had happened, which was why they dared not show what they had discovered. In fact, to clear themselves of suspicion, they even had to turn their heads to look at the speeding car that was screaming.

Outside the car window, an Ultraman crawls on all fours, his gaping maw revealing chewing teeth and a tongue covered in sharp spikes.

It tilted its head, and with a gentle poke of its tongue, it shattered the rolled-up car window, eliminating any possibility of separation. Its tilted head crackled and popped, revealing a ferocious smile as it grinned at the driver.

"Ah, ahh ...

The driver lost all ability to speak in an instant, leaving only the instinct to frantically slam on the accelerator. Even though he knew it was pointless, Ultraman loved to see him struggle like this. But when you are truly chosen, no matter who you are, you are left with only the instinct to survive.

No matter how hard the driver stepped on the gas pedal or how fast he drove, accompanied by the increasingly loud wind, Ultraman outside the car could not be left half a meter behind. On the contrary, the harder the driver stepped on the gas pedal, the closer Ultraman got.

The overcast sky cleared up at this time, and with the permission of the Ultramen, the sunlight was allowed to shine in, and the weather became great.

It is precisely in such a sunny and encouraging weather, with the sun high in the sky shining brightly on the earth, that what is happening now seems all the more ironic.

On a day when no horror should have occurred, a bloodthirsty monster called Ultraman brazenly and openly chased and killed adult men on the street.

In its frenzied pursuit of the car, it also swept up several unfortunate people on the roadside, ripped open the car doors and threw them inside, forcing them to become passengers and part of the hunt.

The others, who had been filled with fear, had instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that since someone had already been chosen, at least they wouldn't have any problems today. But the next second, they were drawn into it.

This situation, where they escaped from panic only to be immediately and unexpectedly enveloped by fear again, drove them to the brink of collapse, leaving them unable to hold on to anything and causing them to repeatedly bang their heads against cars.

However, no matter how hard the car crashed, the damage was repaired as soon as it was started.

This was just the beginning; the torment that terrified everyone and even demoralized the Night Raid Team went far beyond what was truly frightening.

But today, this monster called Ultraman can no longer continue, and incidentally, he has also driven a group of unrelated people around him crazy.

"boom!"

The long-awaited gunshots rang out, deafeningly loud.

With a creak, the ferocious Ultraman stopped all movement, ignoring even its momentum. It lay there blankly, its tongue, which had extended from its bloody mouth, circled around to the back of its head and pulled out a gleaming bullet that had been fired at it.

The driver on one side frantically slammed on the gas, but since Ultraman had already stopped...

Then, of course, he couldn't escape. The accelerator was wrecked on the spot, the car was forced to brake, and the driver and passenger were thrown forward together, their cheeks pierced by glass, bleeding profusely and in great pain.

But the driver still managed to open his one still-intact eye and stare wide-eyed. He saw it: near the area where he had been chased, there stood a resolute man dressed in the well-known Night Raid uniform!

"Heh, heh heh heh... It's been so long, and you guys can still stand up straight? Heh, I've been waiting for this for ages, heh heh heh, playing with these people is nothing compared to playing with you guys, the tough guys of the Night Raid Team! Hehehe!"

The grotesque Ultraman monster danced and gesticulated wildly, its body suddenly growing several meters in size. Dozens of chewing mouths suddenly sprouted from its entire body. It moved horizontally and vertically, blocking the smashed car and guarding the driver and passengers, while looking bloodthirstyly at the Night Raid Team members standing on the roadside behind it.

"Night Raid Team, squad member, Kazuki Komon, equipped with the light weapon, the Divat long gun. My mission is to protect the citizens and safeguard everyone!"

Wearing a helmet and wielding a long spear, his target was the enemy he should have been aiming at long ago. Komon Kazuki stood tall and upright, in the most standard fighting stance, without regret or fear, his voice the most powerful and resounding it had been in years. (Fantasy Princess - most complete updates)

We will never abandon our original aspirations, never forget our original intentions, and always maintain the same standards for being a good person.

Despite being unable to do anything, Kazuki Komon continues to uphold his life's principles in this era and at this moment!

"Bang, bang bang bang!"

The gunfire, impenetrable to the defenses, continued to fire, each shot hitting its mark precisely, striking the head of the monster named Ultraman.

It was all useless. At first, the monster would cooperate, as if its head was tilted back by the inertia of the gunshot. But the more Komon Kazuki shot, the less it pretended. Despite the inertia, it tilted its head back and stared at the Night Raid member who dared to resist with a ferocious and provocative look.

The driver and passengers were all moved to tears.

It's no use; I've known this for years, more than I could have known.

But I haven't felt this kind of protection, this sense of security and comfort, for far too long. (The latest chapters on Ruwen.com are updated quickly.)

Even if you say you're malicious, that you want to see others dragged down with you and die with you, that's fine too.

Having members of the Night Raid Team willing to rescue you at a time like this is definitely better than having no one come to your rescue at all!

"Giggle, giggle—hehehehehe!"

Even at this moment, the monster named Ultraman didn't forget its prey. It grabbed the wrecked car and, laughing maniacally, climbed towards Kazuki Komon, who had fired the shot.

In that instant, Gu Men's thoughts began to drift.

His girlfriend Riko was eaten when she was 'betrayed' by the original Ultraman.

If it weren't for the comfort from the captain and Jun Himeya, he might have given up at that point.

The monster before him was none other than the original Ultraman who had watched him devour Riko.

But right now, he's not thinking about avenging Riko.

Whether it was an ambition I had while I was studying, a rescue worker I became after graduation, or a member of the Night Raid Team, it all came down to me.

Even until the very last moment, even if his heart was torn apart and his soul was captured, he would still fight. He fought not because of his hatred, but because he wanted to protect everyone and the citizens!

"Aa ...

Gu Men roared furiously, emptying all his ammunition, "Come on, come on!"

He would be killed in just one second, or even less, or the original Ultraman would spare his life and let him suffer all the torment before he could be freed.

But in any case, Gu Men doesn't feel even a trace of fear in his heart now.

But the next second, the ferocious original Ultraman missed his target.

A beam of light materialized, and Zero, appearing in his human form, moved at high speed with Komon, narrowly avoiding the charge of the pseudo-Ultraman.

"Who are you?" Komon was extremely surprised, but he quickly realized what was happening. Gritting his teeth, he was about to point his empty spear at Zero. "It's you!"

Even though he had never seen Ultraman in human form, seeing the power of that light, Komon immediately understood that this person could only be the new Zero who appeared in the last two days!

Although he was out of ammunition, he could still use it as a melee weapon. He would rather die than fall into Ultraman's traps again, as he had done before.

Even when Riko was eaten and he was filled with grief, Komon chose to believe that Ultraman had no choice in the matter and that Ultraman was righteous. But reality mocked him time and time again.

Now that things have come to this, do you still want to deceive him again?

Zero stopped Komon's attack, shouting, "Calm down!"

But that didn't work at all.

He thought that appearing in human form as a human host could reduce people's hostility towards Ultraman to some extent, but now it seems that the prophet is just an exception.

If even this doesn't work, what effect would it have if I were to fight the fake Ultraman right here?

Watching Komon Kazuki, determined to fight to the death against him and the fake Ultraman, Zero's thoughts seemed to be completely blank.

It was affected by the slowing of time.

He retreated into his own labyrinth of memories, attempting to find something truly beneficial to the present situation.

Then, Zero saw it.

He saw something that had been taught before, but which had not been taken seriously.

That was before Instructor Kasa traveled to the Three Heroes' timeline to guide the evil god Gatanothor to the main universe, and before the Universal Martial Arts Tournament had even begun. At that time, Instructor Kasa still had plenty of time to personally guide them.

At that time, Mebius asked a question.

"Instructor, according to the demonstration by the first Ultraman teacher in the cultural class, using himself and Jack as examples, when we Ultraman warriors are one with other life forms, it is possible to cause problems with the other party's memory, or directly cause the other party to lose their self and become part of the Ultraman warrior's history for thousands of years."

"Although Hayata-senpai lost his memory because he actually died during the possession, while Go-senpai did so willingly, these can still be considered side effects."

"If that's the case, why isn't the 'One Mind One Body' technique like other forbidden techniques, which are strictly prohibited? Even if we don't achieve one mind with someone else, we can still act as human beings, right?"

This is a boring question; only a top student like Ultraman Mebius would care. (Source: Beech Chinese Website - Error-free Content)

Even though only Mebius was seriously asking this question at the time, Instructor Casa still gave the most profound answer, resolving his student's confusion.

“You’re right, Mebius. Indeed, while these are all uncontrollable factors, they can certainly be considered side effects. The benefits of the One Mind Combination are not essential. Moreover, in some cases, we Ultra Warriors force others to use the One Mind Combination technique, doing it first and then informing them, which is inconsistent with our usual style.”

"Then why do you still do it?"

"Because you haven't seen the truth and essence of the One Heart One Body, Mebius."

"Huh?"

"The so-called side effects do sometimes occur, but they are not caused by the unity of mind and body. On the contrary, without the unity of mind and body, those side effects would only be greater, while the benefits... Do you really think that the unity of mind and body is fundamentally for the convenience of our Ultra Warriors to carry out activities and hide on other planets?"

At that time, Instructor Kasa gave an answer that surprised everyone: