Otto's daily life

Chapter 612 Belia's Hatred

Seeing Ultraman Zero struggling to shuttle through the glowing rays, Saiyan increased his strength again. The pain made Belia even more manic.

He pulled the silk thread angrily, but the thin fishing line seemed to be the strongest thing in the world and could not be broken.

"Kacha——"

Sparks flew everywhere, and the fighting instrument and the thin wire were tightly connected, but it had no effect other than creating a brilliant firework display.

Belia looked at the annoying "fly" in front of him and suddenly smiled maliciously. Just now, he had gained an amazing power.

He tapped the thin thread with his free finger, and endless energy flowed out from his finger and spread rapidly along the thread towards Saiyan.

Saiyan didn't notice this and was still trying to pull the rod back until he felt a sharp pain in his palm.

"!!!" She could hardly hold the pole in her hand. She looked at the junction of her hand and the pole with pain, and saw black lines like vines climbing up from the pole towards her.

When they came into contact, smoke sizzled like meat being grilled.

"!" Saiyan recognized what it was at a glance. Isn't this the troublesome malice!

No matter how it eroded her, she refused to let go and was very persistent.

Unfortunately, the pain made her lose some of her strength, and Belia took advantage of this opportunity to grab the silk thread that was hooked on him and pulled it hard in his direction.

If he doesn't go over, then she will come over. One side will compromise.

He curled the corners of his mouth and watched the other party fly into the air and fly towards him.

Saiyan seemed to be frightened by the sudden change. He crossed the battlefield and was grabbed by the neck by Belia and carried in front of him.

Seven yelled nervously, "Saiyan!"

He wanted to fly over and stop it urgently, but was blocked by the monster controlled by Belia.

The other Ultramen sped up their attacks, trying to rescue their compatriots.

All of a sudden, the pace of the battle accelerated and the monsters suffered serious damage.

Belia didn't care and casually increased the power of his attack.

"Ugh!" Saiya grabbed his wrist in pain and struggled hard.

Belia approached her cheek happily and said with a smile: "Oh, you were very arrogant just now, why are you silent now?"

He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Little girl, let me tell you something. That is, don't be too arrogant when doing things."

After she finished speaking, her wrist loosened a little, but he was still looking forward to what she would say.

Saiya coughed violently twice and said harshly: "Belia, don't be too proud, grandpa will come to save me."

As soon as these words came out, the rare good mood was instantly ruined. Belia smiled coldly: "Oh, relying on your useless grandfather? The current situation is not something he can solve.

He could only stand by helplessly, watching his juniors lose their lives in disappointment. "

As he spoke later, his tone became more and more sarcastic, causing Saiyan to break out in a cold sweat.

The hatred for stealing your wife is irreconcilable. Can't you tell me in detail about your grievances and grudges? I'm so curious!

Sai Ya snorted in anger: "Grandpa is so awesome, he was helping me to fish you just now, and now you've taken the bait."

Belia's claws locked for a moment, and loosened before Saiyan coughed. He stared at Ultra Father who was looking over with malicious eyes, and smiled with an ambiguous meaning: "So it's you, I will definitely treat your descendants well."

Saiyan kicked his legs twice, but found that he couldn't get free at all, so he stopped trying and just let it go and asked, "Hey, you've become half-human, half-ghost now. Do you know that if you continue like this, you'll lose consciousness and become a toy of power?"

Beria fell silent, and finally said: "What does it have to do with you?"

Saiya replied lazily: "Just think of it as helping me solve my doubts before you die."

Beria pulled the corner of his mouth and revealed a cruel smile: "Anyway, the end of life is death. It doesn't matter if you die sooner or later. It's nice to have you buried with me, isn't it? Oh, it's a pity that you can't see it."

Saiyan gritted his teeth and hummed twice. As expected, this kind of enemy who is not afraid of anything is the most annoying.

She looked behind Belia, as if she saw the scene she had been waiting for for a long time, and said meaningfully: "It's a pity, I don't want to be buried with you."

“???” Belia turned his head suddenly, and before his eyes was an extremely bright light that enveloped his vision.

In my ears, I heard Sai Ya's smiling voice: "You caught me? But, I caught you too!"

The next moment, his ears fell silent and the time around him slowed down at that moment. It was not until a black object flew out into his field of vision filled with white light that he came back to his senses.

"That... looks familiar... it's my arm!"

The feeling of blood splattering and flesh being torn apart came over him instantly the moment he realized it.

He couldn't feel his right arm. The burning sensation there made him miserable. Only one word lingered in his mind: "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

But he didn't want to show his embarrassment, so he swallowed the pain silently and buried it deep in his heart.

It was this pain that made him temporarily ignore other abnormalities.

It was the violent shaking beneath his body that brought his thoughts back to reality.

"What?" He sensed it and immediately understood the crux of the problem.

The Monster Mountain, having lost its energy and control, is no longer solid and will soon be destroyed by the attacks of the Ultra Warriors.

He looked dimly at the reunited brother and sister. One of them was holding a familiar crystal in his hand, which was the plasma spark that he had broken off from his forehead.

The other one was holding his weapon - the ultimate fighting device.

He narrowed his eyes and felt a sticky feeling on his cheek. Belia raised his hand hesitantly, and the wet liquid flowed into his palm along with his movement.

He realized later that there was a scar across his left eye that almost tore his cheek.

He raised his head and looked at the brother and sister. They smiled at him triumphantly, and there were still a few traces of blood on the ice axes swirling around their bodies. No doubt, they used their companion weapons. One of them cut off his arm and snatched away the fighting instrument, and the other chopped off half of his face and pried away the plasma spark.

"..." The anger in his heart was about to erupt like a wildfire, but the pain made him exceptionally calm.

There seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him that he should take the opportunity to escape from this situation, because as long as he has the green mountains, he will have no fear of running out of firewood.

But he ignored the suggestion at the first moment. How could he tolerate them being alive!

He's going to kill them!

From childhood to adulthood, he has never suffered such a big loss!

At that moment, Saiyan Zero's status in his eyes instantly rose to the same level as the Destroyer of the Kingdom of Light.

If Saiyan knew, he might even feel happy and say, "My pleasure?"