Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

Xia Long came to the Internet cafe, hypnotized the owner easily, and turned on a computer.

“Ordinary people have absolutely no ability to resist.”

Jinglong commented on this.

The power of the Yabo people is very strong. Even if ordinary humans have strong beliefs and tenacious will, they cannot resist the confusion of their hearts. This is a kind of suppression force that is different from the essence of life. To put it simply, except for people like Da Gu, almost no one can resist Xia Long's power, even if Xia Long is extremely weak.

If one actively and consciously strengthens this power, the result will be the same as the previous Kirieloid illusion.

Xia Long opened the email, entered the email address that Kirino gave him, and then filled in the message. It took less than thirty seconds to type, and then he sent it.

After waiting for seven minutes, the message finally came. In terms of speed, this was probably very fast.

[Below is the email address of Team Dagu I found for you, but he may not see the message you sent him now (if you plan to do so). At the latest, he will not be able to find it until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and by then, it may be too late for what you want to do.]

[By the way, this is the first time you and I have mentioned Team Daigu. Team Daigu is Tiga, right? ]

Xia Long had received the news and couldn't think of anything else to say, but the other party mentioned Dagu, and if he didn't say it, he was worried that the other party would find out about Dagu.

As long as Kirino had this suspicion, verifying that Daiko was Tiga was almost as simple as turning his palm from the palm to the back.

【Da Gu is Tiga. 】

So Xia Long gave this reply briefly and then turned off the computer.

"How about it."

Jinglong, who was sitting next to him, asked;

"If I'm not mistaken, they will come to Hokkaido. But they won't act so quickly..." Xia Long closed his eyes, "Let's stay here first and not go to Tianxiangju Mountain."

Tianxiangju Mountain was originally one of the destinations of this trip.

"Maybe we should change our thinking..."

Jinglong shook his head and said, "Let's think about this kind of thing later. The bottom line is that the demons are coming now. If we don't do anything, many people will die."

"That's it."

"Without any clues, we can only wait and see." Jinglong nodded, "In that case, you should calm down. You just fought for a short time. Although you are not injured, you will still be affected."

Xia Long did not speak, but fell into a state of wanting to think but unable to think of anything. He rubbed his temples and felt that the mumbling in his ears had become more frequent and louder recently.

【Xialong Xialong Xialong Xialong Xialong Xialong Xialong Xialong Xialong...】

When eating the Kirieloids, he accidentally - no, it should be said that he inevitably let the Yabo people eat him as well.

Although I successfully killed the Kirieloid hiding in the shell, it was worth it.

Xia Long acquired a lot of knowledge about the Kirieloids, and now he finally understood one thing: the Kirieloids are a very powerful race.

They plan to save humanity from the giant black one, Gatanjea, by bringing in the army.

In the original work, the gate of hell that is about to open in the sky of the metropolis, if it is really opened, endless Kyrieloids will emerge from it.

The Kirieloids calmly concluded that even if it was Gatanjea, they had the confidence that they could defeat Gatanjea and save humanity by using the existence of the "gods" in a group versus individual confrontation.

They had determined Gatanjea's existence, location, and even the approximate time of his awakening decades or hundreds of years ago, and had been waiting just to "save" humanity from Gatanjea.

This group of neurotic and incomprehensible middle school guys actually possess the social organizational power to rival the evil gods. They are completely different from the clowns that Xia Long thought they were before he traveled through time.

It's too dangerous, Xia Long must deal with these guys.

——Also, if I become stronger, it means that the Yabo people will become stronger. This mental state must be solved as soon as possible.

There seems to be an evolution of delirium.

Xia Long opened his eyes. "Let me make it clear in advance - although I have been able to deal with the Kirieloids fairly smoothly so far, I have never underestimated them, and you have seen me fighting them, using fire, mind power, numerous spells, and who knows how many giant warriors there were. You have finally been resurrected in modern times, aren't you afraid of death?"

Jinglong smiled calmly, so calmly that people even felt that he was a little boring. It was an indifferent expression towards something that had become commonplace.

"That's how it should be. Fear of death shouldn't be a reason for not fighting."

"You have made up your mind to fight with me this time."

"Our relationship is not that deep, but I have seen you fight. Although you are evil inside, you are trying your best to tear at the evil. Even I can't match your aura—" Jinglong said with a smile, "I would be happy if I could become your partner in battle."

"We are both demon slayers, so we should be on the same front in dealing with the demons."

In this case, I have to be careful not to let Jinglong die, Xia Long thought.

But he thought again.

If that was the case, why did I allow Jinglong to follow me at that time?

......

In the office building, a woman in professional OL clothing is standing by the window looking at the people coming and going below her feet. From this perspective, the people coming and going feel like ants, densely packed, hardworking and constantly moving.

It's not that there are no other people in the office building. Compared with those who are working, she is actually a little free.

But even though she stood here for more than ten minutes, no one came to talk to her, or even looked at her.

"The sacred fire will rise from the ground and burn the impure earth."

This woman——said slowly.

The thin lips trembled like petals, and the words were spit into the void as if uttering some poetry.

The city's buildings are continuous high-rise buildings. If you look around, you can see tall concrete buildings everywhere.

In front of the office building, there is also a building of similar height. As the woman finished speaking, a very slight initial tremor appeared at a level that ordinary people could not feel.

This microtremor lasted for several seconds, and then, instead of the formal lateral vibration, there was a heat source that came too quickly for anyone to feel.

The ground where the high-rise building was located was the first to crack, and flames gushed out from the ground like lava. The ultra-high temperature heat source destroyed and blew the building to pieces in an instant with intense energy. The fragments were like flying blades, cutting through the windows of the office building and shooting in.

After the almost stagnant silence caused by the explosion, screams and chaos arose. The office building was not destroyed. The heat source precisely hypnotized only the buildings at the destination, and the office building was only affected by the aftermath.

Almost all the glass was broken, and cold air leaked in from the open places, with a hint of sulfur and burnt smell. There were countless injured people on the floor, covering their bleeding wounds. Files, papers, and office supplies were scattered all over the floor.

The fragments all passed through the professional woman standing in front of the window, as if she was a real ghost. Seeing the scene in front of her, she smiled with contempt and even a little hatred, and looked down at the ground.

The ground was not in good condition either. Cars seemed to have crashed into each other because of the explosion. Pedestrians were also in a mess. Some were walking, while others were lying down. Due to fear and excitement, they almost all made mistakes. It was fine to stand still, but there was no point in running away frantically.

However, in the chaotic crowd, there was also a ghost-like person. He was wearing a black hooded windbreaker and was almost ignored by others. He did not belong to the same world as others, just like a colorful character in a black and white TV.

The man raised his head and gave a bloody smile.