Chapter 344 NO.107 I’ll tie your coat and Tachyon sleeves together when you turn around!

Although after the Olympic Games entered the new generation, there were fewer and fewer 1 vs. 2 tv games, while there were more and more large group battles outside of tv games.

But surely, true fans will never forget the classic villain combination formula.

Usually based on the established standards of an alien and a monster, he suppresses the righteous Ultraman in a wave of 2 on 1 in a giant form.

If paired with the sunset, the former would be a countdown.

If there is no sunset, the latter will shake people.

But what if there is no Ultraman present?

Of course, speaking more realistically, what if the humanoid thing is not an alien?

the answer is--

Nothing will happen.

"What kind of alien is that?"

"It looks like a native demon. What kind of leather cover was modified?"

"Surprise! There are evil aliens and monsters running wild here too?!"

Although Akane Shinjo is not a stickler for controllers, the pixels of Omo's drone are indeed higher than what she prepared.

Looking at the enlarged body details on the screen in front of him, Shinjo flexibly manipulated the drone control handle in his hand.

Shit!

It is clear that it is still a strong outline composed of black thunder lines and white body.

"There is even an extra layer of scales on the surface of the skin that look very metallic when you look closely... The ingredients of the little snake have been further covered..."

Omer was willing to lend her that expensive drone and was almost tricked by her so-called surprise.

"Where's Ultraman! There are Ultramans in Areas C and D, but we don't have Ultraman in Area B?"

This can be considered her old profession.

In the midst of these words, the huge demon had realized that he could not gain an advantage through wrestling, and a sudden burst of black flames exploded from the interlocking fingers of his claws.

boom!!!

A loud bang that really sounded nearby exploded. The three of them covered their buzzing ears belatedly. When they turned around, what they saw was the wrestling between the Thunder Killer and the Giant Demon Transformer.

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"Witch Beast!" Omer's voice sounded somewhat unhappy as he endured the counterattack of the thing that looked exactly like him, struggling under its giant claws.

Calling Akane's name.

Rather than some Alexis magical broadcast.

So everyone could see the few seconds after the silver-black figure submerged into the crack.

"Which side shall we fight?"

"A——ka——ne——!" Omo's voice came through Shihuaiya's successfully connected mobile phone.

It became Omo's long-term permanent equipment placed in the briefcase space, and was also targeted by Shinjo early.

Especially when looking at the demon body from a distance, countless black flames and white flames are sprayed out from the gaps in its scales.

That’s all…

Does Ms. Shinjo know how deep her resentment is when calling out the other person's name? Let's listen to her answer:

"How's it going! Little Snake! The cards drawn by our power are pretty good!" The girl pushed up the flat glasses on the bridge of her nose, so proud that she could turn up her nose.

This also caused the visor to crack, and the depressed demon sensed the fatal threat and regained his strength to break free.

"I heard it~!" A sudden female voice came from the screen. This scene should have been a bit scary, but only Shi Huaiya was shocked.

"Isn't this obvious!? The white color has been covered with silver!!" The horse racing girl with good eyes emphasized the change of the giant beast towards the female police officer Film who was muttering to the side.

The flat V-shaped eye holes and the white dots under the pitch-black eye holes looked at each other, but the former failed to understand the latter's gaze.

But for many tourists, I don't know if it's an illusion...but they always feel that the slightly modified Thunder Killer has obvious changes in its body patterns.

But Omer’s drone is indeed very old-fashioned handle operation.

Hearing this, Suzi and Shihuaiya's eyes suddenly became subtle.

Because at that very second, pale lightning burst out!

As a result, his four wings extended and flames shot out.

"It's just a model I made. The only thing that can be restored is its appearance and abilities, but I also put in the intention of making a scene!"

Also played a crucial role in the confrontation between Omer and Sunday Serenity as Rodolfo symbolizes and his grandmother.

With an astonishing explosion, it showed a speed that was faster than that of the retreating behemoth.

And such a protracted tone and gnashing of teeth's "affectionate call" also made the person's heart beat slightly faster.

"Ah...I suddenly remembered something."

The flames sprayed out in clusters in reverse postures strengthened the demon's efforts to distance themselves, and even once shook the 52,000-ton weight of the Thunder Killer.

The special effect of the lightning death charge is just a deceptive intimidation, and the panic of the other party is exactly the result he wants.

This degree of completion is undoubtedly high.

"Ah! My masterpiece!"

The golden eyes with black flames quickly swept across the surrounding commentators.

And then it really worked.

But there isn't much silt that can fly away in this different space.

Thunder Tail/Thunder Tail

Literally a million volts covered the roaring demon figure, and even covered the four wings behind it.

When the huge demon that appeared with the sound of the transformer appeared together with the taller and thicker monster on the side, the reaction from the surroundings was immediately conveyed to the sharp senses of the two.

Apparently it came from the wings that were already dark and sticky, as miserable as a burnt kite, making it difficult to take off.

And Shi Huaiya, who was holding the phone and trying to keep in touch with Omer, was also stunned by the button pressing, and also turned around to look.

so……

It's rare to find a weapon that can remain intact after revenge and continue to be useful.

The so-called "small dot" refers specifically to the real demon who compares the size of Thunder Killer.

"ah?"

Vaguely, everyone seemed to be able to smell a pungent burnt smell.

After all, it was a product carefully selected for smoother revenge regardless of cost when we were in Tianmen City.

It's so pitiful that this is the first time that Omer has addressed Shintiao so intimately.

Then when it completely faded, the black shadow also reappeared, and then under the sudden black energy, the familiar posture of the Thunder Killer landed in mid-air again.

It's somewhere between a virus-ridden Yu-Gi-Oh monster card and the snowflake screen of an antique screen.

But at the moment when it was about to take off, it was entangled by the ferocious skeletal tail that was suddenly thrown towards it.

Without much time to struggle, the special effects had already jumped to the style of the Digimon that was about to be sent out.

Thunder Killer is angry!

Does he look like an alien?! Are he an evil alien?

Hit the crack in his faceplate hard!

Of course, this is not because Omer's spiritual sense is slow, nor can he distinguish the eyes under his demonic face, but simply——

But that's all.

Looking at the girl whose mentality recovered quickly, it seemed that in just ten seconds, she had adjusted back to the position of a proud creator.

The raised hands were pressed against the sides of the glasses in a panic, as if they were afraid that the frame would become unstable and cause the glasses to fall, but in the end it was just a sign of uneasiness.

When she was still in the computer world at Dujuan Station, she used drones to provide synchronized audio-visual scenes when she sent monsters out to cause destruction.

"Eager to take off...it's not my style." Omo's sigh, as if he was talking to himself, came from the screen.

That moment was so fast that most people couldn't see his figure clearly, let alone the strange instrument he held in his sharp claws.

The Witchmon just reached out of the screen with his hand, his tone was somewhat constricted, and he held the metal tube with the crystal embedded in it and reached back into the screen.

The latter was even more able to smile and hand out the secret key to the huge claw-like glove that suddenly popped out of the screen, and also asked: "Please convey your apology to me~"

"Stop yelling, bring me the secret key!"

When he thought that he had forgotten that this guy didn't know how to control monsters, let alone asked about it, Omo could only reflect on himself first.

"I advise you to go by yourself."
To be continued...