Ultraman's opening scene: lifting up Kuroshio Island

"Tetsuehei, I'm sorry!"

He then slammed down the control stick, steer the fighter jet downwards.

The target ahead of the fighter jets was Moruroa, located on the ground!

"Whoosh...whoosh..."

Beams shot out from the front of the fighter jet, killing some moths in front of it, and then continued towards Moruroa with undiminished momentum.

Aihara Ryu kept pressing the attack button, piloting his fighter jet straight down, with no intention of evading.

Since there's no way to escape, why not make one last contribution?

"Ow!"

Moruroa silently watched the oncoming fighter jet, its massive jaws wide open, strong acid brewing within.

"Dragon! Stop!"

The communicator crackled with the voices of his companions trying to dissuade him.

At the rear of the cockpit, Hisahara Teppei swallowed hard and closed his eyes in fear.

"Click...click..."

At this point, the fighter jet's energy was depleted, and the pressed buttons could only produce a crisp, empty sound.

Aihara Ryu glanced ahead, but couldn't see anything; the moths had covered the entire glass.

He shook his head slightly, and his tense body relaxed.

He felt no fear of impending death, only a slight regret in his final moments.

"Goodbye, future. Please protect this Earth for me..."

A soft whisper escaped his lips, and Aihara Ryu closed his eyes.

But just then, as if in response to him, a gentle voice rang in his ear:

"No, Dragon, this planet needs us to protect it together."

Aihara Ryu suddenly opened his eyes. He looked up and saw the moths that covered the entire glass panel struggling in pain.

A faint white light emanated from their bodies, and under this light, the moths' bodies shattered into dust, fluttering away and disappearing.

Amidst the swirling, sand-like debris, Aihara Ryu saw that familiar face.

Mebius nodded slowly to him, then bent down slightly and placed the fighter jet in his hand on the ground.

On his chest, a color timer was flashing continuously.

Aihara Ryu is right. Before that, he was indeed fighting against the enemies who had entered Earth.

If he hadn't sensed that his companions were in danger, he still wouldn't be here.

"Sigh!"

A deep battle roar sounded not far from his side. Hikari retracted the Ultra Barrier he had deployed; he had just blocked the strong acid attack spat out by Morroa.

Hikari, having retracted his barrier, exchanged a glance with Mebius. He ignored Morroa and instead looked at Bemstar in the sky before leaping up and charging towards him.

After Hikari left, Mebius stood up, but instead of rushing to attack Morroa immediately, he summoned a device in a flash of white light.

A faint golden energy flowed from the device and rushed into the color timer on his chest that was constantly flashing.

A moment later, Mebius, whose chest timer had stopped flashing, let out a powerful battle cry and charged forward:

"what!"

...........

Meanwhile, in a corner of Tokyo.

After searching for a while on Earth, Desrem, who had left earlier, finally arrived at his destination.

He still retained that horrific appearance of flesh and bone twisted upside down, but his body size had changed to that of a normal person.

"Ha, an Ultra Warrior? Once you have emotions, you have weaknesses. What kind of warrior are you if you have weaknesses?"

Looking at the building in front of him, Desrem chuckled softly, then took a step and walked into the building.

At the entrance of this building, there is a conspicuous sign with several large characters written on it:

Chengnan Sports Club!

Chapter 452 Desrem: Oh no! It's a trap!

"Rumble..."

A dull thud echoed from afar, accompanied by slight tremors, which caused the equipment in the club's training room to clang and rattle.

"Oh my god, is this ever going to end? Is the end of the world really coming?"

Sitting in the hall, Masashi Ōmura could no longer contain himself. He stood up and paced back and forth, sighing repeatedly.

The great war on Earth has been going on for some time now, and even without official warnings, people around the world can tell with their own eyes that something terrible has happened.

After all, battles are taking place in almost every region of the world right now. These battles can be between monsters and Ultra Warriors, or between monsters and defense forces.

In short, the Earth was in complete chaos at this point, and nowhere was safe.

However, the club was an exception; Masashi Ōmura and the others felt incredibly safe there.

Despite the safety, the people here are still worried about the current situation on Earth.

"Don't worry, President, it won't be the end of the world. Fengyuan and the others won't let that happen."

Takeshi Nomura, who had also entered old age, came to Masashi Ōmura's side, patted the latter on the shoulder, and comforted him.

Masashi Ōmura looked even older; most of his hair was already gray, and his back was slightly hunched.

As people grow old, they tend to become more sentimental. He gently shook his head, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back:

"Of course I knew Fengyuan and the others would do something, but given the current situation..."

Masashi Ōmura thought of the news he had just seen on TV; the number of monsters appearing on Earth was frighteningly large.

Faced with this situation, even Leo and the others probably couldn't do much, right?

But these thoughts only lingered in his mind; he didn't voice them.

Immediately afterwards, Masashi Ōmura grinned, revealing a smile. He winked and said with a smile:

"Also, I'm no longer the president. The new president is that kid. If you keep calling me that, the new president will get angry!"

As he spoke, he gestured with his lip toward a young man standing by the window.

Hearing the conversation behind him, Umeda Dori glanced back at Ōmura Masaji with a hint of helplessness, but he didn't say anything and quickly turned back around.

He gazed silently out the window, and vaguely saw two figures fighting in the distant city.

Staring at the two figures, he was slightly lost in thought, a hint of worry appearing in his eyes:

"Brother Fengyuan..."

Seeing his expression, Masashi Ōmura gave up his joke.

He turned his head and looked to the side.

There was a group of people sitting over there, including men and women, the elderly and children.

These were the families of him and other club members, including Nomura Takeshi. With the outside world so dangerous, they couldn't possibly leave their loved ones there unattended.

After watching quietly for a while, Masashi Ōmura sighed softly and said in a low voice:

"Hopefully all of this will end soon..."

Besides them, on the other side of the hall, another group of people were having another conversation.

"The fighting outside is fierce!"

The glimmer of light in Shiratori Saori's eyes dimmed. She withdrew her gaze from the side and frowned, saying:

"I think we should do something, and we can also contribute."

Momoko Yamaguchi and Juliano, who were standing beside her, nodded solemnly in agreement with her statement.

And it's not just them; many more people share this idea.

"Yes, yes, and so are Grandpa and me, we can help too!"

The mechanical girl Caroline was the first to raise her hand, but that wasn't enough for her; she also raised Professor Duduru's hand beside her.

"Aunties, me too!"

This is Dan Moroboshi's adopted son—Uri, a psychic alien. He came to the banquet with his parents and stayed here.

All these years have passed, and he still looks like a teenager, not much taller.

"Oh~"

Jiro was also there, its antennae twitching as it made a sound indicating it was willing to do something as well.

On the floor to the side, Bella the polar bear lay lazily, while Ron lay on her broad, soft back. He looked up at the people talking and then lowered his head again.

Of the people in the conversation, most expressed their opinions, but one person remained silent.

"Nicky, what do you think?"

Shiratori Saori looked at Niki, who was sitting opposite her, and asked for her opinion.

The others also looked over, their faces filled with anticipation.

Because of Niki's status as queen, everyone held her in a certain respect. But if that were all, it wouldn't be necessary to include her in this operation.

However, all the girls, including Shiratori Saori, knew that although they had never actually competed, Niki was the strongest among them.

But facing everyone's gaze, after thinking for a moment, Niki shook her head and said:

"I think...that's inappropriate."

Why?

Upon hearing this, Shiratori Saori was taken aback; she hadn't expected the other party to disagree with her suggestion.

"Firstly, we have a mission here, and protecting Chairman Omura and the others is our top priority."