Great, we're doomed now!

Just like now, as soon as he was freed, he ended his burst of energy and instead brought his hands together in front of him:

Cross your fists together, palms facing inward, then rotate your wrists to assume the starting stance.

He retracted the phantom of the water buffalo into his arms, transforming it into a ball of red light and shadow condensed to its extreme, with abstract bull's head patterns appearing on its surface, ferocious and violent.

"Mythical Beast Techniques—"

He thrust his arms out suddenly, and a massive energy shockwave roared out, like a raging bull, rushing straight towards him with the momentum to crush everything.

"Powerful Bull-Breaking Fist!"

Triga instinctively stepped forward to shield Carmilla, gripping the Baal Armor with both hands and holding the silver greatsword horizontally in front of his chest. Bolts of lightning burst forth, temporarily blocking the shockwave.

But the shockwave was too powerful; Diavolo continued to increase the force, and Triga's feet sank into the sand, pushing him backward.

The sword was trembling violently, sparks were flying all around, and the timer on his chest was flashing incessantly!

"Good, you bravely protected 'Mom' for 'Dad'... Here's your reward, catch!"

Just then, a point of light suddenly flew up from the ground, like a shooting star that precisely struck the timer on Triga's chest.

The moment the light entered his body, Triga shuddered!

On the other side, Carmilla was also startled, but glared at the person on the ground with embarrassment and anger:

"Who is... well, that's not wrong... really!"

Ye Shou smiled politely but awkwardly, feeling somewhat helpless inside.

I don't know if it's the influence of the new term "self-introduction star", but he always seems to reveal his flirtatious side when he speaks... He loves to tease people, and he always seems a bit pretentious no matter what he talks about.

Normally, he would only be annoying, but combined with his appearance and voice, for some women with more complicated relationships, it was practically deliberate provocation...

But this isn't my fault!

—Inside his body, within the "Mental Time Chamber," Jian Wu reached out and grabbed, and the point of light automatically fell into his palm:

It's a card.

The card features a profile of Bayeri, with simple yet powerful lines. Golden patterns flow along the edge of the card, and several characters are arranged around it, all of which are types that Jianwu cannot understand.

"This is..." The young man's heart skipped a beat, "It should be right!"

"How should we use it? This is the first time we've gotten a card like this."

Triga, who had only ever used monster cards before, was a little flustered, but Kengo remained calm—after all, panicking wouldn't help.

“Since it has been given to us, it will definitely be useful. We must believe in the power of ‘light’!”

Come on... Triga!

"Roar!"

The two understood each other perfectly without needing to say much. Their conversation seemed long, but the speed of their mental communication was much faster than that of reality. After they reached a consensus, not even half a second had passed outside.

Jianwu pulled out a miniature version of Baal Armor from his waist, pressed his fingertip on the card slot and it popped open automatically, putting the monster cards inside into his waist pouch. He then inserted the Bayeri card, and it fit perfectly.

——!

The weapon trembled violently, and the blade burst forth with a dazzling golden light.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

In reality, Triga felt a surge of immense power flowing from the sword hilt into his body, spreading throughout his limbs and bones!

His timer instantly switched from flashing red to a steady blue, and his legs, which had been bent under the weight, straightened again.

"Drink!"

He gripped the sword with both hands and suddenly thrust it upwards—

The phantom of the phantom beast exploded in the golden light, and the shock wave was split in two, rushing past him and striking the coastline from both sides, immediately creating two huge craters, into which tens of thousands of tons of seawater rushed in!

As the light faded and the dust settled, Triga's figure emerged from the aftershocks.

"They actually blocked it?"

Diablo was genuinely shocked. Although it wasn't his strongest attack, it was still something an ordinary Ultraman couldn't withstand.

But when he looked around, the giant of light he saw had changed:

Triga's figure was even more upright than before, and his body, which was based on a red, purple and gold color scheme, had many thin silver-white lines that spread across his muscles like lightning bolt patterns, sometimes visible and sometimes hidden.

Its breastplate became thicker, two sharp light blades extended from its shoulders, and its arms and calves were covered with silver armor.

What's most striking is his eyes—

Although his appearance and eyes haven't changed much, he inexplicably seems much more mature, and his eyes have become more profound.

He stood there like an unshakeable mountain, forcing even the arrogant little golden bull to look him in the eye.

He narrowed his eyes, and the arrogance on his face subsided somewhat.

"What form is this?"

"The power of bonds—"

Triga stood with his feet apart, his hands clasped around his chest, striking a pose that combined offense and defense, looking quite imposing.

【Aurora Triga】!

Chapter 450: Can't even take down Noah? (4K)

Diablo dusted himself off, looked at the completely transformed Triga in front of him, and a disdainful sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Fancy and over-the-top!"

He clenched his fists, and golden particles surged from his body, condensing into a thick film of light on his skin. His muscles bulged with each heartbeat, and his body beneath the armor was a full size bigger than before, making him look like a bull ready to pounce.

He is full of confidence in himself!

Transformation? It's just changing colors, a trick to fool kids!

Diablo knew that Tartarus had once fought against several younger generation Ultramen all by himself, each with a multitude of forms and even fusion abilities.

But so what? They were all still wiped out by Tartarus!

Diablo believed his strength was no less than Tartarus's; if the golden statue could do it, there was no reason he couldn't.

Don't assume everyone is like "Titan," that useless guy who couldn't even kill Noah, such a small task!

Diablo has always been ambitious and may seem like a reckless man, but he also has a side that is patient and patient in order to achieve his ambitions. It can be said that he endured hardship and bided his time to obtain the powerful mythical beast "Cosmic Buffalo".

How effective was it? It directly boosted his strength by a whole level, making it so useful that he almost forgot about his other skills!

He not only craved power, but also status, and always wanted to replace Tartarus and become the greatest warrior in the tribe, the number one person after the "King"!

If he could obtain the [Eternal Core] in this world, he would naturally surpass the Little Golden Man, and if he could go even further and kill the legendary, mysterious Ultraman Bayeri...

The thought that he was only one step away from realizing his ambition filled Diablo with excitement, causing him to unleash two hundred percent of his power—

boom!

Taurus exerted force with its feet, and a huge crater was blown open out of thin air on the beach.

Diablo, like a runaway chariot, charged toward Triga with a deafening roar, each step causing the ground to tremble and raising a tall curtain of dust behind him.

Triga didn't take the hit head-on. He dodged to the side, his figure leaving an aurora-like afterimage as he swept past Diablo's left side. His silver-colored greatsword slashed out smoothly, the blade precisely slicing through the little golden bull's waist.

laugh--!

Sparks burst forth, and golden particles scattered from the crack.

"Humph!"

Diablo, in pain, roared and turned to throw a punch, but his fist struck the afterimage, shattering only a patch of air and causing a thunderous explosion.

At this moment, Triga had almost teleported to his other side and kicked Diavolo squarely in the chest.

Bang!

The little golden bull took a few steps back, his feet carving two deep furrows in the sand. He glanced down at the footprints on his chest, and the disdain on his face finally vanished, replaced by serious anger.

"you--"

"Hey!"

Triga gave him no chance to catch his breath. After a moment of preparation, he lunged forward, his fists covered in pure white light, their movements dazzling as they flew up and down.

The light wasn't just attached to the surface; it was solidified, like a layer of flowing liquid enveloping his fist. Once it came into contact with an enemy, it would ignite like gasoline, releasing a powerful wave of light and heat!

bang——

The first punch landed on Diablo's shoulder, and the blinding light was dazzling.

boom!

The second punch struck the abdomen, and the golden particles trembled violently before beginning to disintegrate under the impact.

Boom, boom, boom...

The third punch, the fourth punch, the fifth punch—

Each impact was accompanied by a dull thud, and streaks of pure white cross-shaped light exploded one after another on Diablo's body. The little golden bull felt his internal organs shaking, and his armor seemed to have lost its defensive function. The force directly penetrated the armor and struck his flesh, rendering him powerless and forcing him to retreat repeatedly, leaving deep pits in the sand beneath his feet.

"enough!"

Diablo suddenly roared, and a crimson light suddenly shone from his chest.

Upon seeing this, Triga immediately stopped his pursuit, raised his hands, and began to mobilize the light power in his entire body to charge up.

Moo~~~!

A gigantic phantom beast burst forth from his body—a cosmic water buffalo!

The ferocious beast, engulfed in golden flames, its four hooves treading the air, its horns sharp as scimitars, hurtled towards Triga's chest with an unstoppable force, sending him tumbling and crashing heavily onto the beach.

"Hmm...this guy..."

Triga sprang to his feet with a somersault, his silver greatsword held horizontally in front of him, so imposing that no one dared to approach.

The phantom beast did not disappear, but instead attached itself to Diablo.

The little golden bull's body was enveloped in crimson light, and a huge, flaming bull phantom appeared behind him, merging with him.

He lowered himself, pointing his enormous horns at Triga, and at the same moment the ground began to tremble, flames spreading from beneath his feet.

"Mythical Beast Techniques—"