Although Richard said nothing, the Elders of the Universe already knew this battle was unavoidable.
There was nothing more to talk about—especially since Runner had never intended to settle things peacefully. He was still stewing over Richard tying him up like a trussed chicken in outer space not long ago. If he did not reclaim his dignity, he probably would not be able to sit still.
A golden afterimage burst from the formation of six Elders, darted in a wide arc, and flashed behind Nexus. A golden fist shadow shot forth, so fast it was nearly invisible.
Nexus had long been on guard against his attack. Before Runner could throw his punch, he had already turned around and raised a hand to block it with half a prediction. Runner's right fist was firmly caught by Nexus, and the knifehand strike from his left palm was likewise blocked by Ultraman's arm.
At the same time, Champion could no longer hold himself back and charged in first among the other Elders. Cosmic energy trailed from his fist like ribbons, and his star-destroying divine power shook the space of the Meta Field. Even the aurora in the sky began to flicker, as though it might go out at any moment.
Everyone could clearly see that Nexus was locked in a stalemate with Runner, his back completely exposed and undefended. Yet when Champion charged forward, another blue afterimage flew out and met Champion head-on.
The Elders of the Universe were all slightly stirred.
A duplicate?
By separating energy from the body and reconstructing a shell identical to one's own according to the particle composition of one's body, then controlling it remotely.
The well-informed Elders quickly saw through the principle behind the technique, and secretly raised their estimation of this Ultraman once more.
Nexus nimbly