Ultraman's opening scene: lifting up Kuroshio Island

Watching Ron's retreating figure, Minghui snorted twice, turned around and left the club, heading towards the forest behind the mountain.

The early bird catches the worm, keep practicing!

............

The mountain forest was damp in the early morning, and a thin mist, like a light veil, slowly spread through the woods.

It was late autumn, and the leaves on the trees had turned yellow and withered. A gentle breeze blew, and the yellow leaves trembled slightly before falling from the branches one by one.

"bass!"

The sound of a blade being drawn rang out at that moment, and a blue-purple light flashed through the air, slicing through a falling, withered leaf.

The blade flashed and then vanished in an instant; the blue-purple blade of the Dark Moon was once again sheathed.

Then, Minghui turned his head to look at the falling withered leaves.

But the withered leaf seemed unaffected; its structure remained intact, without even a scratch, and it continued to drift down from the air.

"Whoo~"

Minghui gently blew a breath at him.

Affected by this external force, the withered leaf trembled slightly, and the next moment, dozens of fine cracks appeared on the entire leaf.

Then, the leaves suddenly scattered, like strands of hair drifting in all directions.

Minghui smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

"Ah, finally I see people! That's great!"

Just then, footsteps sounded behind him, along with a surprised voice.

Minghui turned around and saw a figure emerge from the depths of the forest.

It was a man, dressed very warmly, holding a trekking pole in his hand, with a bulging backpack on his back.

Is he a hiker?

Minghui guessed to himself.

"Ah, thank goodness, I've finally met someone."

A sound that resembled a groan came from the man's mouth. His face showed undisguised exhaustion, but at this moment, a look of joy also appeared on his face.

"you are?"

Looking at the man, Minghui asked.

"I was exploring these mountains, but I accidentally got lost..."

The man forced a smile; he looked extremely tired, and his voice sounded weak and listless.

"Excuse me, do you have any food or water?"

The man looked at Minghui and spoke again, his eyes filled with hope.

There's no food, but there's a little water.

Minghui shook his head, walked to the side, picked up a water bottle from a rock, and tossed it to the man.

"Thank you so much! I've run out of supplies and I'm dying of thirst."

The man was overjoyed. He caught the water bottle that was thrown to him, then eagerly unscrewed the cap and took a big gulp.

He seemed extremely thirsty, clinging to the water bottle and refusing to let go, even after most of the water in the bottle had entered his stomach.

"Gulp... gulp..."

Minghui stared at him without saying a word.

For a moment, only the sound of the man swallowing his food could be heard.

Minghui silently observed him, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

He felt that something was off about the man who suddenly appeared, but he had no evidence; it was just a feeling in his heart.

But he was soon surprised. Under his Ultra Eye, the man had not changed at all and still looked the same.

Was he really just a lost traveler?

Minghui frowned.

By this time, the man had drunk all the water in the kettle. He wiped his mouth and let out a satisfied burp.

"Hiccup~ Ah, so satisfying."

He walked up to Minghui with the empty water bottle in his hand, saying as he handed it to him:

"Thank you so much, you've been a great help."

Minghui smiled, waved his hand, and said, "No need to thank me. Actually, there are waterfalls and streams in these mountains, and I got this water from over there."

"It's in that direction, didn't you see it when you came?"

As he spoke, he pointed in a certain direction.

The man glanced in that direction, then gave a frustrated look and said, "What bad luck! I came from the opposite direction, otherwise I wouldn't be in this situation."

"That was definitely just bad luck."

Minghui sighed, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"You're not feeling well, you should get out of here as soon as possible. Head that way, you'll be out in no time."

After sighing, Minghui spoke to the man again.

"This way, that's wonderful. You're such a kind person."

The man's eyes lit up, and he seemed eager to get started. He took a step and walked out of the forest.

Minghui smiled and nodded at him, and the two passed each other.

But at that moment, Minghui suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the man whose back was to him.

"clang!"

A clang of metal clashing rang out, and the man suddenly turned around, raising his arm to block the blade that was swinging down.

The sharp longsword cut through his clothes, but beneath them was a pair of golden arm armor.

How did you find out?

The man's expression was no longer as calm as before; it now revealed a sinister glint.

Minghui gripped Mingyue tightly and pressed down, then said calmly, "I pointed in the wrong direction just now; the waterfall is actually on the other side."

"Idiot, you dared to come here without even checking the surroundings!"

The man wasn't annoyed; instead, he grinned and said, "Ah, I see. You're quite cunning. But..."

"...It's too late!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped backward, putting distance between himself and Minghui.

The next moment, a sudden fluctuation appeared around Minghui, and space distorted, like a trembling cloth, enveloping him.

Minghui's expression changed, and he suddenly unleashed all his Ultra psychic power to resist the spatial fluctuations that were engulfing him.

At the same time, white light flashed around him, as if he were about to transform into an Ultraman.

But the fluctuation seemed to have a strange power, not only overwhelming Minghui's Ultraman will, but also suppressing the light on his body.

Under the man's gaze, Minghui's figure was swallowed up by the spatial fluctuations and disappeared.

Chapter 176 The Land of Light's defenses have been breached like a sieve!

In the depths of space.

A figure flew at breakneck speed, passing asteroids and circling around countless pieces of cosmic debris, heading towards a massive planet ahead.

That is the Land of Light, three million light-years away from Earth.

The Land of Light, also known as the Planet of Ultra, is filled with radioactive light emitted from an artificial sun, which gives it a greenish hue.

In this vast universe, it is like a shining emerald adorning a huge black curtain.

"Tch, no matter how many times I see it, I just can't like this planet."

The approaching figure stopped on a floating meteorite, looked at the Land of Light not far away, and spoke in a low voice.

The newcomer had black skin and golden hair, with golden armor partially covering his skin.

Two golden horns protrude from its golden hair, extending to both sides.

Dark aliens—the Babarians!

"However, it won't be long before this planet ceases to exist."

With a low, sinister laugh, the Babar alien gripped the meteorite beside him, and with just a little force, the hard rock shattered into dust.

Not far from the Land of Light, a huge, floating cube-shaped building caught its eye.

"A cosmic prison?"

After just one glance, the Babar alien immediately looked away.

The people inside are not people it can afford to offend, and that's not its target this time either.

The Babar alien raised his arm, and on his arm armor, a communicator was turned on.

"I'm in position. You can proceed now."

It whispered in that direction.

"I can't wait."

A deep voice came through the communicator, saying, "I'll cover for you from the other end, so don't worry about it."

"Although they've covered it up very well, I'm certain there's something wrong with them internally. This is a golden opportunity, and with your abilities, our plan has a very high success rate."

"If the plan succeeds, our deeds will surely be recorded in the annals of cosmic history, hahaha!"

The person on the other end of the communicator burst into laughter.

"The Ultra race will soon become history."