Chapter 162 The Eve of Darkness
Chapter 162 The Eve of Darkness
Although Tartarus was not sure what a clone would do, he did not reveal his doubts.
At least on the surface, he still maintained extreme respect for Gatanjea.
Not long ago, Tartarus learned the news that Ultraman Geor had reappeared, but he was not surprised. After all, with the strength of Belia and the Land of Light, even if Ultraman Geor was really dead, they would have the means to revive him.
Tartarus wants to keep these clones and wait for the future meeting with Ultraman Geor to let him choose them personally.
Then, the three of them worked together to open a door of time and space.
This space-time gate can accommodate Gatanjea's huge body.
Despite this, they were unable to directly travel into O-50 and could only stay in the external space.
Tartarus glanced at Gatanjea and said respectfully, "I'll leave the rest to you!"
After saying this, he stood aside.
Disilga nodded, then stretched out his long tentacles to explore the planet in front of him.
However, when its tentacles just touched the edge of the planet, a blue light suddenly shot out from the surface of the planet and fell down quickly like a sharp blade.
In an instant, Disilga's tentacles were ruthlessly cut off.
Tartarus was shocked when he saw this.
He didn't expect that this ray of light would have such powerful power. If they entered rashly, they would probably suffer even more serious injuries.
Although the tentacles were cut off, Disilga didn't feel much pain.
This pain was much lighter than the pain caused by Tiga and others when they attacked it before.
However, this ray of light still needs to be resolved.
It slowly moved forward and began to accumulate energy, preparing to release even more powerful force.
As the energy gathered, Disilga finally emitted a powerful ray of light, trying to break the blue light that blocked their way.
After the light was emitted, it was blocked by a corrugated barrier and seemed to have no effect.
Tartarus was already suspicious. Could this clone be bad? If that was the case, he would have to find another clone.
Disilga waited for a while, and suddenly the originally tough barrier shattered without any warning. When the barrier shattered, the light also disappeared.
Tartarus stepped forward and said excitedly, "It worked!"
Disilga: "Let's go over there quickly."
"Yes!"
Without the usual obstacles, they reached the interior of the planet smoothly. At this time, the planet was desolate and the ground was uneven. The strong wind blew the sand on the ground, and cold snowflakes fell from the sky. This was a planet without any life.
The only source of light on this planet is the Orb Light on the top of the mountain. This light is dazzling, like a shining pearl inlaid on the top of the mountain.
It not only illuminates the entire planet, but also represents a mysterious and powerful force - the power of warriors.
This kind of power drives countless brave warriors crazy, because it is the power that all warriors dream of.
Tartarus said excitedly, "Let's go up quickly!" He couldn't wait to climb to the top of the Warrior Peak and feel the legendary Light of Orb.
However, just as he had this thought, an unimaginable pressure suddenly fell upon him.
It was as if a huge rock weighing a thousand pounds was pressing on his back, making him unable to bear it.
His feet sank so deeply into the mud that he could hardly get out.
The sudden weight made him unable to even lift his head, and he could only struggle with difficulty.
"Tartarus!" Seeing this, Diablo and Titan hurriedly tried to help.
But the moment they took a step forward, the same pressure surged towards them like a tide.
Their bodies were also weighed down and were so shaky that they had no time to care about anything else.
At this moment, they could hardly protect themselves, let alone help Tartarus.
Disilga looked at them quietly, his tentacles slowly extending, as if he was thinking about something important. These juniors looked so stupid! Why did Gatanjea take them in as his subordinates?
After a while, Disilga had had enough of the show, and it stretched out a tentacle and gently touched the bodies of the three people.
As Disilga moved, a powerful force surged out from its tentacles, quickly enveloping the three people.
They only felt that their bodies became extremely heavy, as if they were being pressed down by a mountain.
However, just when they felt despair, the heavy force suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The moment the weight disappeared, the three of them felt relieved, gasping for breath, with expressions of having survived a disaster on their faces.
They looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.
Tartarus couldn't help but ask: "What...what's going on?!"
Diablo also agreed: "What was that weight just now??"
Disilga looked at them quietly, then explained: "It is not easy to gain power. You must maintain an extreme reverence for power."
The more powerful the force, the more it requires a pure heart to control it. In his opinion, none of these three people are qualified.
"You have just offended the will of power here, so you are being punished. The power in you is actually the weight of this Warrior Peak."
However, Diablo was unconcerned and said, "That's not too heavy! I feel like I can handle more weight."
Disilga glanced at him calmly and said, "That's only one ten-millionth of the weight of this Warrior Peak. The weight it gives you is simply because you can only bear that much weight."
They thought they could still hold on, but if just one more feather was thrown, they would be crushed immediately, without even a body left.
"If you want to gain power, you must maintain a pious and respectful heart and climb up step by step," Di Sierjia said calmly, "This is the only way."
Tartarus nodded upon hearing this: "We understand."
Then, Tartarus looked at the two men with a determined look.
He took a deep breath, as if sucking all the cold air around him into his lungs. The cold air made his lungs sting.
But they did not care about these things. Instead, they maintained an extremely pious heart and climbed towards the top of warriors step by step.
The strong wind mixed with blizzard roared past them like a ferocious beast.
Every blow of the wind made them feel bitingly cold, and their bodies became stiff due to the cold, making movement increasingly difficult.
However, their willpower is extremely strong and as unshakable as steel.
Neither the cold wind nor the ice and snow can stop them from moving forward, and those troubles will not slow them down.
Disilga flew directly up and stood on the top of the mountain looking at them.
Titan exhaled, "It seems our king is unaffected by this place! What a powerful force!"
Diablo said, "This is just a clone. I wonder how majestic and noble the King truly is?!"
Tartarus was silent. He looked up at Gatanjea on the mountaintop, and couldn't help but think of Ultraman Jeor. He was very powerful, but his majesty and dignity... seemed... seemed... to be... not...
And when they first met, Ultraman Jeor didn't recognize him at all, which means that he might not even remember them. In his mind, Absolut was just a dangerous person who would attack the Land of Light, right?
If only he could recover his memory... Tartarus couldn't help but fall into deep thought...
Their king is majestic enough...but also tyrannical enough...
They admired the king's leadership, but were also afraid of his methods.
The fact that their tribe is now shrinking in number is all because of him, but no one dares to put the blame on him. They voluntarily gave everything for the king.
……
Disilga looked at the three people below. He knew that the three of them would definitely come up. They had a strong will to fight. Unfortunately, the selection criteria of Orb Time were changing at any time. Even he was not sure whether they could get this power.
He looked up into the depths of the universe, and the image of Gatanjea seemed to appear before his eyes. They had once ruled the universe, destroyed the universe, and recreated the universe...
It’s a pity that Gatanjea is no longer fun to play with after being changed by Tiga and the others. It would be great if he could be changed back to his original form.
However... this requires a great deal of excitement... like the excitement of Tiga and the others dying in front of him and not being able to save them...
But... that damn Tiga pinched them like ants, it was impossible to kill him!!!
Disilga was a little depressed. If Tiga didn't work, then he could only start with someone else.
After thinking about it, he glanced at the people below who would take some time to come up, then he pulled off a part of the tentacles and began to weave a rope.
No one could break free from the rope made of his body, not even Xiao Jie... unless... he transformed into that form...
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