Great, we're doomed now!

Just as Jian Wu hesitated, a crisp clapping sound suddenly came from behind him.

"Beautiful! So beautiful~"

A life-sized Hitram slowly emerged from the shadows, a mocking smile playing on his lips, his gaze greedily sweeping over the Eternal Core suspended between the stone pillars.

"No wonder it's the most powerful energy source in the universe, it's truly fascinating!"

"How did you get in?!" Jian Wu immediately assumed a fighting stance, clearly tense.

"Hmm? Ha~ I was really underestimated. It's just a barrier set up with the power of a mortal. Did you think I wouldn't be able to see through it?"

Hitram said quipped, "Perhaps all your attention is focused on that crazy woman."

—It seems he doesn't really respect Carmilla.

"It's ridiculous! I originally thought she was a bold and decisive person, which is why I outwardly obeyed her. I never expected her to be such a love-struck fool!"

Hitram's tone was rather strange, a mixture of exasperation and amusement: "What a spineless woman... In the end, people have to rely on themselves. Since she has no chance, then I will take over the [Eternal Core]—"

"Daydreaming!"

Jian Wu flatly refused, but upon hearing the voice, he felt a strange sense of familiarity and ultimately couldn't help but ask, "Have we known each other before?"

"Know each other?" Hitram scoffed, his eyes suddenly turning cold. "It's too late to try and build a relationship!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and fired a blue light bullet, which accurately hit Jian Wu in the chest.

slap~

The moment the light bomb exploded, a golden phantom appeared on Jian Wu's body. He was then thrown away by the enormous impact and crashed heavily into a stone pillar, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"hateful……"

"Oh?"

Hitram raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "So weak? Ha!"

The Blue Giant can finally rest easy:

The sudden appearance of Ultraman Bayeri was already enough to drive people crazy, and now there's another one... Thankfully, not every giant is as skilled in combat as Ye Shou.

Jian Wu gritted his teeth: "This place cannot be disturbed... Once the Eternal Core goes out of control and explodes, the entire Earth will be destroyed!"

"I'm not from Earth, so threatening me with this doesn't seem very effective."

"Even if you get the [Eternal Core], it's useless. No one has ever been able to control it, no matter who it is!"

“I’ve heard that kind of talk enough.” Hitram shook his head, completely unconcerned. “If you just play dead and don’t move, I might spare your life.”

"Then there's nothing I can do... even though I (my injuries haven't healed) don't want to fight you."

Jian Wu showed no sign of backing down. He pulled out the [Victory Spark Prism], which resembled a magic light stick, from his robes and swung it forcefully—

Buzz!

A dazzling light instantly enveloped his entire body, intertwining and flowing, revealing the golden chest armor within the light, where Ultraman Triga stood prominently!

"Another unfamiliar giant... Hmph, all the same!" Hitram naturally sensed something was wrong, but refused to back down.

He raised his hand and flicked it, a gleaming short sword (arm blade) springing from his arm. His figure surged forward like a ghost, the short sword slicing straight across Triga's chest—

Sizzle!

Sparks flew, and Triga staggered back in pain, a shallow mark left on his chest.

"Ok?"

Hitram's face lit up with joy after his successful strike:

Compared to Ye Shou, this pretty boy in front of me is much easier to deal with!

Sword Master and Triga, who were of one mind and body, were troubled:

They were already in poor condition due to continuous high-intensity battles, and were later injured by the little golden man. When they traveled over, their transformation state was immediately canceled, showing that they were extremely exhausted.

Besides that, the most fatal thing was that he had reservations:

Behind him lies the [Eternal Core]. He dares not make any big moves or release any energy, for fear of disrupting the fragile balance that is being built.

He hesitated for a moment because of this, and as a result, he was taken down in the rush.

Hitram pressed his advantage, launching another attack. His short sword, like a venomous snake, relentlessly stabbed at Triga's vital points. Each collision sent sparks flying, forcing Triga to parry repeatedly and leaving him unable to retaliate.

After enduring several attacks, Triga seized an opening and suddenly performed a backflip, creating distance between himself and Hitram. The moment he landed, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and a greatsword of silver-white material materialized out of thin air—the [Baal Armor].

"Cheer up! The enemy is very fast, and we need to minimize the aftermath of the battle... You understand, Kengo!"

"Come on, Triga—"

Immediately afterwards, Triga took out a card with a monster image printed on it and gently pressed it on the hilt of his sword.

The card instantly lit up with a red light and let out a deafening roar of a monster. The silver greatsword was then coated with a layer of frost, which spread along the blade and exuded a chilling aura.

"drink!"

Triga gripped his sword with both hands and swung it fiercely, unleashing a chilling gust of wind that hurtled towards Hitram with the power to freeze everything in its path.

"Ok?"

The blue giant's expression changed slightly, and he quickly dodged to the side. The icy wind slash grazed his shoulder, splitting the stone pillar behind him in two, then instantly freezing it, and it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

He steadied himself, his gaze towards Triga now more serious: "Could it be... Hmph, you hypocrites, you really are still developing the power of the fragments!"

However, this method is far too crude; it merely uses Eternal Fragments to activate a monster's skill.

As expected of a brilliant strategist, Hitram grasped the principles of the [Baal Armed Forces] after just one glance!

You should know that this was specially researched and developed by Kengo's arrogant best friend in order to improve Triga's combat power. Hitram should not have seen anything like it before.

"Shall we continue?" Jianwu saw that the other party seemed to be able to communicate, so he preferred to persuade him with words—he and Triga were both "pacifists," and when dealing with intelligent beings, they would avoid killing them if possible.

"You sound like you've already won—ha!"

If it were anyone else, it wouldn't have mattered, but he happened to run into Hitram, the blue giant who happened to be the most twisted of the Dark Trio.

"...If conditions allow, I really want to have some fun with you, so that you'll never have such naive thoughts again."

only……"

Hitram's eyes were sinister, but he remained cautious. He clearly knew he had slipped in through a loophole and needed to make the most of his time.

"Since that's the case, then I'll show you true power!"

He flipped his hands over, each palm holding a dark red core fragment. He pressed down hard with his fingertips, and a surge of violent energy flowed into his body—

"Ahhhhhh! Come on, come on, come on!"

"Hmm, this... Sword Enlightenment? Stop him!"

"it is good!"

As the energy surged, Hitram's body began to undergo bizarre biological mutations—sharp bone spikes emerged from his elbows, a curved bone spur protruded from the center of his head, and his palms grew claws like short knives, gleaming with a chilling light, making him look increasingly ferocious.

"Ha, that's more like it!" Hitram chuckled, his figure suddenly blurring.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of identical clones appeared, densely packed throughout the space, simultaneously launching an attack on Triga.

The clones moved swiftly, attacking with alternating claws and spikes. Caught off guard, Triga was struck in the chest and shoulder, sparks flying, and the energy fluctuations of his protective aura instantly became chaotic.

"Drink!" Triga endured the pain, gripped Baal's weapon tightly with both hands, and swept out with the silver greatsword, a fierce energy wave forcing back the surrounding clones.

His body shimmered with light, and the colors of his skin rapidly shifted, the original red being replaced by patterns that were predominantly purple and white spreading across his entire body—

[Sky Type]!

After switching forms, Triga's speed suddenly increased, finally catching up with Hitram's pace.

With a swift movement, he created several afterimages, each corresponding to one of Hitram's clones. The two clashed at high speed in the confined space, their claws and swords intertwining, the crisp sound of metal colliding and the roar of energy explosions intertwining, making it a fierce and evenly matched battle.

But as the battle continued, Hitram's mutation became increasingly apparent, with its overall speed and strength increasing in tandem. Triga gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, its afterimages were constantly shattered, and the wounds on its body multiplied...

boom!

Finally, he was kicked hard in the chest and sent flying backward.

Hitram ignored Triga and, taking advantage of the moment when Triga was not standing up to entangle him, his eyes flashed with greed as he pounced straight towards the floating [Eternal Core]!

"Stop him!"

"It's too late!"

"Yusalei!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The barrier set up by the guardians was as fragile as paper in front of him, easily broken by him with a wave of his hand.

To everyone's horror, Hitram's hand touched the Eternal Core—

Whoosh!

Instantly, countless bolts of lightning coiled around his palm, and a long-suppressed energy surge erupted, shattering the surrounding stone pillars. Scattered debris flew everywhere, breaking the guardians' shields and sending them staggering about...

Finally, nothing can restrain the power of the core anymore!

Hitram, having absorbed all the kinetic energy at close range, was thrown back by the energy blast, but instead of showing anger, his face was filled with ecstatic joy:

In that instant, a massive amount of energy poured into his body, and his left hand had completely mutated into a monstrous, huge claw covered with hard black scales, which were rapidly spreading throughout his body. Now, he exuded an extremely dangerous aura.

"Hahahaha! I did it! I did it!" Hitram raised his mutated left hand, feeling the scorching air currents surging through his body, his eyes flashing with a mad light.

call out!

The arrogant laughter still echoed within the sealed space as Hitram was absorbed in experiencing everything, when suddenly, an unexpected change occurred—

A golden light pierced his chest with pinpoint accuracy!

The sword tip pierced through his body, spilling a few drops of murky blood.

"Uh……"

Hitram froze, his expression instantly turning to disbelief.

He slowly lowered his head, looking at the long sword before his chest, then turned around with difficulty to meet a pair of cold eyes—

It was Ultraman Bayeri who had returned sometime earlier.

“You…” Hitram’s throat bobbed, and he managed to squeeze out a few words, “Don’t think you can… kill me like this!”