Primordial Ultramen

Four Ultramen, four different legends—four of the strongest beings at the ceiling of this universe's power scale.

This was a situation never recorded in any historical account, including those of the Land of Light: four god-tier Ultramen gathered together against a common enemy.

Dark Lucifer coldly swept his gaze across them all and tilted his head.

"I don't know what you're thinking..."

he said in a deep voice, pausing briefly as though gathering his thoughts.

Then, in an instant, the ground beneath his feet cracked open. It was as if the entire planet floating in cosmic space had sunk downward. The dark giant shot into the sky atop a shockwave that swept across the planet's entire surface!

"...but they're only Ultramen. No matter how many come, it won't make any difference!"

The four occupied four different directions, but he still chose Noah as his point of breakthrough. Perhaps he considered Noah the greatest threat and needed to deal with him first. Or perhaps it was simply personal resentment. After all, compared to Noah, he had no real grudge against the other three.

Lucifer let out a furious roar, unleashing an attack that surged forth like an avalanche, as though it would pierce through the entire world.

Boom!!!

The atmospheric currents across the planet were thrown into chaos. Violent gusts swept close to the ground, like a storm blanketing an entire world and scouring away everything on the surface.

Noah's silver palm blocked the black Iron Fist. Standing firmly in place with his heels sunk into the earth, he steadily held Lucifer's arm at bay. The two briefly locked in place, their energies continuously clashing in secret through their steel-like arms.

Lucifer stood before him, their eyes meeting, his gaze as if he wanted to devour him alive on the spot.