Rebirth of Shadow Ultraman

On weekends, people who are not busy with study and life take to the streets, adding a bit of noisy vitality to the city.

Passing through the young men and women dating in pairs, Maki Shuo stopped in front of the two children. The energy wave came from the boy who was looking at him in confusion.

Maki Shuo smiled and nodded, passing by the strange boy. At the same time, a wave of telekinesis was transmitted to the knife behind him.

"I have never seen the devil Onijuro, so I can't determine his energy fluctuations. Can you detect anything?"

"That kind of resentful and crazy spell can only come from Demon Onijuro." Ida Iryu's voice was a little serious. He had already passed away in a long time, but Demon Onijuro became stronger because of his resentment. .

"Sometimes these evil guys are really unreasonable. I have no way to deal with them. I can only rely on you, warrior of light."

Maki Shuo didn't answer him, but the boy turned around as if he noticed something. But Maki Shuo's figure had disappeared, and only a knife was left on the ground.

"That uncle's sword..." The girl also turned around and saw Ida Iryu's sword on the ground. "Shusaku, did you see where that uncle went?"

Xiuzuo shook his head, suppressing the doubt in his heart, and pretended to smile casually: "Don't worry, maybe it's just a handicraft."

As he spoke, he turned around and took two steps closer, bent down and picked up the knife. But as soon as he took possession of the knife, he noticed something was wrong. It was definitely not a wooden craft with such weight.

But after looking around, he still couldn't find the figure of the stranger he passed by. By some strange coincidence, he pulled out the knife.

The cold light on the sword flashed past, and a bit of cold air made him shiver. Xiu Zuo was about to use his own ability to dispel the sudden chill, but found that his invincible super power had lost its effect.

No matter how much he waved his fingers together, he could no longer use any of his abilities that were slightly different from ordinary people. This has never happened since he had superpowers.

"What's wrong? Xiu Zuo?" The girl next to him shook his arm worriedly. Xiu Zuo suddenly came back to his senses, forced a smile and replied.

"It's nothing, I'll just take this knife back home first, and come back tomorrow to see if I can meet that uncle here."

As Xiu Zuo spoke, he put the sword back into its sheath. When he was turning around, the corner of his eye caught the figure of Maki Shuo among the crowd not far away, and he subconsciously blurted out.

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But before he could finish his words, the crowd had already blocked Maki Shuo's figure. When the crowd thinned out, the figure standing there had long since disappeared.

Xiu Zuo looked left and right, but could no longer find any trace of Maki Shuo. He turned back absentmindedly at the call of the girl beside him, and walked aimlessly along the roadside.

Even though he was shopping with a girl he liked, he was always thinking about the sudden disappearance of his superpower and that strange person.

Walking around from noon until the sun went down, Xiu Zuo still looked down and thought hard. It wasn't until the girl ran away angrily that he raised his head as if waking up from a dream, still holding the knife tightly in his hand.

After returning home in such a state of confusion, Xiu Zuo looked up at the dark living room and sighed slightly. Since my mother passed away and my father was often busy with work, desertedness was the norm in this family.

With a soft "click", the door closed and soft light illuminated the entire living room. Even with all the light, it's still hard to dispel the desolation.

Xiu Zuo casually put the knife on the table, waved his hand subconsciously, and a glass of water flew into his hand very naturally.

He was stunned for a moment, then tentatively put two fingers together and waved, and the water glass automatically flew back and landed smoothly on the table.

The superpower that seemed to have completely disappeared returned to him silently. Xiuzuo reached out and held the knife again, and the superpower disappeared again in an instant.

"This sword... seals my super power?" Shuzuo

His originally depressed mood suddenly turned into joy. After eating something in a hurry, he hesitated and then lay on the bed holding Ida Iryu's knife.

As his eyes closed, waves of sleepiness came over him. Soon Xiuzuo forgot about today's strange experience and the knife in his hand, and fell into sleep completely.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep since the first monster appeared on Earth. In his dreams, there would always be an extremely distorted and weird laughter and a strange person looking at him.

Surprisingly, this time he was not pulled into a dream. The knife beside him trembled slightly before he regained his composure again.

In Xiu Zuo's consciousness space, a huge, half-rotted eye was constantly squirming. In front of the eye, an old man with gray hair and a black mark at the end of his eye suddenly opened his eyes. He roared with overwhelming anger.

"Ida Iryu! Impossible, after so many years, you should have been dead long ago.".z.br\u0026gt;

"My lord, I can't be considered alive. But I may not be able to try and send you to hell."

The samurai in black pulled out the sword that had been used to kill demons throughout his life. The blade was pointed in the direction of the demon Onijuro, and he slowly lowered his center of gravity and prepared to attack.

"As long as you are still here, Ida Iryu, I will let you be the first to taste the resentment deep in my heart. The resentment towards you and those stupid mortals."

As the demon Onijuro roared louder and louder, the huge rotting one-eye behind him slowly rose up, revealing the limbs hidden underground in front of Ida Iryu.

Devil Onijuro's white-on-black cloak automatically fluttered backwards without wind, and then he suddenly clapped his palms. An eye connected with countless blood vessels on the body surface emits purple light and shines towards Ida Jingryu.

Ida Iryu quickly raised his sword. There seemed to be an invisible shield on the sword, blocking the purple beam of light from the devil Onijuro.

"Resentment has made me stronger, but you are far inferior to your original strength." The incomplete eye Q suddenly raised his leg and kicked away Ida Iryu who was still trying to resist the beam of demon Onijuro.

The figure wearing a black samurai uniform was kicked dozens of meters away, and his legs were lifted off the ground, barely maintaining a suspended position in the air.

This is the consciousness space formed by the spells left by the devil Onijuro in the blood of his descendants. He can float and move at will, but Ida Iryu cannot do this.

Ida Iryu clenched the katana in his hand, and just like every time before, he slashed it in the direction of the demon Onijuro.