Fighting Joneus so many times had taught Jostar a lot from him.
Whether it was combat techniques or the way he carried himself in battle.
Joneus stayed calm before a fight, his hands resting at his sides as he strode forward with an imposing air. Even without doing anything else, simply walking in that mighty body with such an aggressive gaze was enough to exert immense pressure.
He looked full of openings, but Jostar had been burned countless times. Joneus had never been the one to take a hit.
To be honest, when a warrior many times bigger and bulkier than himself approached, the Kyrieloid felt a little nervous.
Just looking at him was enough to make the Kyrieloid feel intimidated.
Anyone could talk big, claiming they could take on the entire Land of Light alone. But tough talk was one thing; strength was another.
If he had a choice, he'd rather take on Tiga, who looked slimmer than the other one.
He had no desire to provoke the brute in front of him. The guy clearly looked like trouble.
But things rarely went as planned. Now, even if he had to grit his teeth and charge in, he had to take down this giant.
Wait! What did Tiga mean by following right beside that Ultra Warrior?
Tiga hadn't thought much about it. He was just worried Jostar might not be able to handle the Kyrieloid.
After all, hearing the Kyrieloid's outrageous boasts, Tiga—who knew nothing about their fighting strength—had assumed the creature was powerful enough to take them both down.
There was no time to choose anymore.
The Kyrieloid held his claws in front of him, then charged straight at the two Ultras.
The attack was clearly a charge, so Tiga immediately took up a defensive stance.
But what happened was completely beyond Tiga's expectations.
Crimson flames surged from the Kyrieloid's outstretched claws. In an instant, they crossed the distance between them.
The blazing flames exploded at once, bursting into two brilliant fireballs.
Even with his arms raised to block, Tiga was driven backward several steps by the scorching flames. The intense impact and heat left him momentarily dazed.
As a Flame Demon Warrior among the Kyrieloids, he had great confidence in the destructive power of his Hellfire Bullet. At the very least, it should have weakened the two Ultras' combat strength considerably—
The Hellfire Bullet's blazing heat billowed around Jostar, nearly swallowing him whole.
His movements were just barely visible through the flames.
His arm, thicker than the Kyrieloid's thigh, curled into a grasping motion. Though the flames had no physical form, they seemed to have gained substance. Jostar tore through them with ease.
That gave the Kyrieloid an even clearer view of how much damage his prized Hellfire Bullet had actually caused.
There were only a few scorch marks on that massive, crimson chest.
The sight left the Kyrieloid's eyes, set in the top of his head, wide open and unblinking.
Tiga was known as the strongest warrior of the past thirty million years. The Kyrieloid had assumed that even if this newly appeared giant surpassed Tiga in strength, he wouldn't outclass him by much in other areas.
He'd figured this one would be slightly weaker than Tiga overall.
The plan had been to deal with Tiga first, then slowly roast the other giant.
This was the enemy we'd judged to be slightly weaker than Tiga?
Whoever came up with that is a dead man. When I die, I'm going to beat that idiot to death.
So what if I die? It's not like I haven't died before. As a special individual among the Kyrieloids, he didn't particularly care about death.
But not all deaths were the same.
There was quite a difference between being decapitated by Tiga's Zeperion Ray and being beaten to death like a punching bag by a muscular brute.
After experiencing the Kyrieloid's Hellfire Bullet and feeling the faint burn on his chest, Jostar had a rough idea of his own durability.
He couldn't compare to the original Ultraman, whose Ultra chest muscles could reflect beams. There was still quite a gap.
Even a Hellfire Bullet fired without charging had managed to hurt him a little.
"Pathetic, pathetic. Is an attack like that supposed to tickle me? Is this the Kyrieloid who wants to become Earth's guardian?"
Jostar taunted him, but never stopped moving.
His burly body showed no sign of clumsiness. Every step cracked like thunder.
Jostar lowered his body. The muscles in his right arm swelled and tensed, and his angular eyes seemed to turn blood-red against his crimson skin. Black patterns twisted across his strong back, lending him an even more villainous air.
Which one of us is the villain here?!
"Don't get cocky, you foolish Ultraman! I'll show you the power of a Kyrieloid's fury!"
Provoked by the taunts, the Kyrieloid roared and raised his claws at Jostar, charging straight at him without backing down.
Fist and claw crossed, and the powerful gusts of air they unleashed crashed into each other.
Taking advantage of his height and longer reach, Jostar brought his heavy crimson fist down hard on the Kyrieloid's head.
The overwhelming force made his skull crack. Then the Kyrieloid's massive body flew backward like a rag doll.
But Jostar's fist stayed pressed against his head, driving him straight into the ground.
Even then, Jostar didn't let up. His fist became a grasp, and Grip of Immortality clamped tightly around the Kyrieloid's face.
He kept moving forward, dragging the Kyrieloid along at high speed. The earth tore apart beneath them, and the sturdy concrete road crumbled like tofu.
The Kyrieloid struggled desperately, raking his claws across Jostar's chest. His claws were harder than anything known on Earth, yet all they left behind were a few flying sparks.
Only when the Kyrieloid had stopped responding entirely did Jostar finally end his attack.
When he turned around, the whole area was a mess.
The buildings hadn't suffered much damage, but the road and underground infrastructure would probably all have to be rebuilt.
"Finish him off, Tiga."
Though he didn't understand why the burly warrior wouldn't do it himself, Tiga obediently swept his hands apart.
The Zeperion Ray struck the Kyrieloid without difficulty.
"He's truly powerful, Super Mountain Power Tyrant," Munakata exclaimed.
Jostar froze just as he was about to take off.
"My name is Jostar. I don't want to hear that name again." He sent the message to Munakata telepathically, then leaped into the air and vanished into the sky in an instant.
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