The New Generation of Ultraman Villains

Chapter 1173

“Xincheng, let me tell you, the old saying is that when you hear someone calling you while walking at night, don’t turn around.”

"Pretend you didn't hear it."

Horii's light words landed on Shinjo's heart.

Heavenly Bodhisattva!

He's genuinely afraid of ghosts!

"Shinjo, Horii, Rena, Daigo, we'll split up and go find Obik," Vice-Captain Munakata announced the next steps.

Daigo nodded, looking at the village under the night sky. He wanted to finish quickly so he could go find Garan...

“Okay, let’s split up.” Horii and Rena had no objections.

Seeing his teammates split up, Xincheng had no choice but to calm himself and walk into the night.

Hopefully, he won't run into Obik alone!!

Please!!

now.

Masaki Keigo also met a familiar figure at the door, but when he went to greet her, he was met with Captain Iruma Megumi's gentle and polite smile.

"Mr. Masaki."

Masaki Keigo:......

He thought that given Garan's pride as an Ultraman, he shouldn't be too afraid to keep the appointment.

But why did they bring along Megumi Kijima...?

"Captain Kei is a rare guest."

Masaki Keigo stepped forward and exchanged pleasantries. Given Izumi Megumi's status here—a confidante of Director Sawai—they had to give her some face.

At this moment, Torrei looked like he was completely under the thumb of Megumi, with the mini Taiga's detector sitting on his shoulder beside him.

"Little brother, the cake over there looks delicious."

"Yes, brother, let's try it later."

"Captain Megumi, this isn't the GUTS team's place." Masaki Keigo was getting impatient; he had only invited Garan.

“Masaki Keigo, Garan is my teammate.” Captain Megumi Kijima raised her champagne glass and smiled elegantly.

"It's my first time here, so I'll listen to the team leader."

Ya hope, with her well-behaved demeanor, seemed completely out of place at Sakuragi's elite high-society banquet.

Masaki Keigo:......

Masaki Keigo twitched the corner of his mouth, drank the wine in his glass, and the cool liquid helped to clear his agitated mind.

The banquet has just begun, no rush.

As soon as Torei stepped into the banquet hall, some figures on the second floor also began to move.

Sakuragi is both fortunate and unfortunate in this era overrun by monsters.

Unfortunately, most of the monster invasions occurred in Sakuragi.

Fortunately, Ultraman appeared and protected Sakuragi.

The second floor.

Representatives from the major Earth Peace Coalitions (TPCs) that divide the Earth into several regions appeared on the second floor of the banquet hall.

A 50-meter-tall, incredibly strong giant is beyond the reach of humankind.

However, when the giant appears in human form, it is essentially still a nascent radiance.

This caused unrest among the people.

They wanted to uncover the deeper secrets of the Ultraman race.

The bustling waiters, the elegantly dressed elites, and the seemingly effortless councilors and advisors intentionally or unintentionally kept the figure of the middleman, Hui Tong, away.

“Celtic, he’s like a pathetic little guy who’s completely lost.” John, a staff officer at the TPC headquarters of the Northern Empire Alliance, looked down at Raven and spoke.

"It seems that even giants have to abide by human rules." Celt was more concerned about the power of the giants, and of course... if he could obtain this beautiful non-human, it would be something to boast about.

Torrey rejected the men and women who tried to chat her up, and went straight for the cake because her brother wanted to try it.

In a dimly lit corner.

Wearing a black shirt, Yashi sat down with a cake in her hand. After refusing the waiter's offer of drinks again, she invited Taiga to eat the cake.

He was curious about what Masaki Keigo was up to.

Is it something to pursue?

Someone as intelligent, logically consistent, and absolutely arrogant as Masaki Keigo, someone who believes in supreme power...

Could there be compassion and human love? Ya hope didn't believe it.

Masaki Keigo could only gain more benefits if he attended the banquet.

now.

Beside Torrey's arm, the soft, sticky cake was disappearing at a steady pace.