Golza: Don't Come Over Here!

Chapter 3: Golza, Don't Come Over Here!

The undamaged GUTS Wing caused the giant to nod slightly, before he lowered his head to look at Tiga beside him.

"It has truly been a long time, Tiga."

"Is Tiga referring to me?" Daigo responded immediately.

Zhou Hong, who had expected no reply, was slightly taken aback.

During the first battle, it was Tiga's residual combat instincts that defeated Golza and Melba. It wasn't that he looked down on Daigo, but that first battle had been far too dazzling.

The skillful use of form changes was clearly not the "Daigo Happy" style.

If it were Daigo himself, he would surely have used the "Daigo Happy" form to catch the flying Melba with his bare hands before performing a suplex.

"Just a human who inherited Tiga, then." Zhou Hong feigned the demeanor of an ancient Ultra Warrior.

He stopped Daigo from asking further questions, "Save the small talk for next time; I am beginning the hunt."

His imposing body walked slowly toward Golza, his bulging muscles becoming even more massive with every step. The light flickering in his diamond-shaped eyes made Golza shudder once more.

It tried desperately to retreat, only to find that its bloated physique was no match for the giant's speed.

Even a rabbit will bite when cornered, let alone a sixty-meter-tall monster.

Golza opened its blood-red maw and let out a roar at Zhou Hong to bolster its courage. Its eyes turned slightly red, and it began to charge toward Zhou Hong.

Its sharp claws tore through the air, creating a whistling sound of destruction.

The giant lowered his stance slightly, his body surging forward to meet Golza's charge without a hint of fear.

The mere force of his sprint made the earth cry out in pain, sending gravel and sand flying.

With a loud "boom," the two behemoths collided.

The moment they made contact, Golza was sent flying backward with a pained expression.

It felt as if it had been struck by a fleet of ultra-durable interstellar travel ships from thirty million years ago.

The giant, despite his seemingly bloated muscles, moved with surprising agility. He lunged forward, his hands firmly grabbing Golza's tail as it flew through the air. The impact and Golza's massive weight failed to shake the giant.

He planted his feet, his muscles bulging abruptly, and he executed a throwing motion.

The crew on the GUTS Wing couldn't help but twitch.

Munakata, a fitness enthusiast, shouted in disbelief, "No way! That's a monster weighing tens of thousands of tons!"

"Cha!"

With a powerful shout, Golza's body slammed hard into the ground mid-air, its heavy weight instantly displacing the dust.

Before Golza could react, it felt its body lifted into the air once more, only to collide again with that familiar yet terrifying earth.

In an instant, Golza's eyes rolled back, and it looked as if it were about to pass out. Perhaps it was the survival instinct honed over thirty million years that forced it to snap back to reality.

What is this! What is this! What kind of thing is this!

Tiga could at most lift his own kind and throw them; this guy could even grab him mid-flight after knocking him away!

The irresistible power made Golza realize its situation, and it chose to flee.

Nigerundayo!

The soft ground was packed hard under Golza's impacts. Golza dug frantically with all four limbs, its tail thrashing about as it tried to break free from this super-strong Ultra Warrior.

Even the hardened earth was no match for its sharp claws. In its desperation to survive, it even used its teeth, shoveling mouthfuls of dirt into its belly to gain more strength.

Zhou Hong felt the tail in his grip becoming harder to control, so he increased his grip strength, trying to pull Golza out. Under the weight of his immense power, his fingers even sank deep into Golza's flesh.

Regardless, this kind of pain was something he hadn't experienced in thirty million years; it was quite novel.

The pain of its tail dislocating became more pronounced, and Golza, digging almost in place, understood the crisis at hand.

"Crack."

With a bone-chilling sound of fracturing, Zhou Hong felt his hand loosen, and his body fell backward, his sturdy back slamming into the ground.

In his eyes, he saw the azure sky and the tail spraying blood.

So you're playing the lizard card, are you?

He hadn't expected this move. Zhou Hong tore the severed piece of tail in his hand into two, tossed it aside, performed a kip-up, and looked toward Golza's direction.

Only the ground, already filled back in with dirt, remained where it had been.

Fine, you ran fast. I'll hammer you next time.

Come to think of it, which volcano did Golza run off to again?

Zhou Hong shook his head, feeling that charging into someone's home to beat them up was a bit excessive, so he abandoned the thought.

"See you next time." He pushed off with his legs, maintaining the same flight posture as The Next (Shunichi Maki), and vanished into the vast firmament in a flash of crimson light.

"Wait, can you tell me—" Tiga had just reached out his hand, but he could no longer keep Zhou Hong, who had already taken flight.

Tiga looked helplessly at the still-intact Melba, turned around, and casually finished it off with a Zeperion Ray, blowing Melba into pieces.

With his color timer flashing, he flew straight up into the sky, disappearing into the clouds in an instant.

The few people inside the Guts Wing 2, their eyes wide as copper bells, finally snapped back to reality.

"What an unbelievable day," Munakata said in a deep voice, "a giant and all."

Under the twilight, the starlight shimmering off the giant as it streaked through the sky was exceptionally beautiful.

"If only Daigo could have seen this scene too," Rena said, her feminine side feeling quite sentimental.

At the mention of this topic, everyone's spirits dampened significantly.

Hori, who had been looking down, suddenly glanced at the detector and saw a familiar figure on the Guts Wing 2's screen.

With eyes wide as dragon orbs, he asked, "Is something wrong with my eyes? Is that Daigo down there?"

The person standing by the water, having removed his GUTS helmet and waving his arms frantically at the Guts Wing, was naturally none other than Daigo.

Amidst the lush green mountains and clear waters, that sudden splash of white was exceptionally conspicuous.

Shinjoh, with his sharp eyes, recognized his partner at a glance and laughed, "Well, look at that, Daigo really has a cat's nine lives."

Setting aside how Daigo managed to explain himself, Zhou Hong, returning under the cover of twilight, felt quite refreshed in his body.

Working during the day and training at night—this burst of exertion had put him in a much better mood.

He pulled out his phone to check the time; it was neither early nor late, exactly the time he usually got off work to head home.

"Well, look at that, I'm actually quite punctual."

Finishing his day's work right on the dot made Zhou Hong, a corporate slave in his past life, feel as if his soul had been sublimated.

"Grandma, I'm home." The grandmother sitting by the doorway smiled and slowly stood up, taking dinner out of the warming box.