Volume One, Chapter 64: The Tyrant Barrelu

Ultraman: Cycle of Chaos Fallen Star, Sinking Moon 2558 words 2026-03-06 10:51:35

“But even in the Victory Squad, how could you suspect Kirisaki!” Yorui was somewhat perplexed.

It wasn’t the first time such situations had occurred, but in the past, those people… seemed to be aliens.

So, does that mean Kirisaki’s suspicion is significant?

Moreover, if he wasn’t guilty, why did he run just now?

With this thought, Yorui lowered his head.

Though hard to believe, he had to admit that Kirisaki was very likely the data thief the director spoke of.

But the question was, what was his goal?

Yorui sat down, preparing to examine the surveillance footage concerning Kirisaki from recent times. If he could find something, perhaps he could infer Kirisaki’s true intentions.

Zei said no more, leading his team out of the command room.

In the long, wide corridor, his resolute voice echoed: “Level One Alert! Begin the capture immediately.”

The Victory Squad entered Level One Alert. Alarms blared in all directions.

The other squad members who received the news were undoubtedly flustered.

None of them expected that just after their return, something like this would happen within the team.

But… Kirisaki is a giant!

On the street, Lina looked at Daigu and asked, “Daigu, do you really think Kirisaki’s intentions are impure?”

Daigu avoided her gaze, uncertain. “I don’t know. I hope not. But if it’s true, it would be an unprecedented disaster for Earth.”

Daigu recalled the last time he met Tregear, and the unsettling aura he felt then grew ever larger in his heart.

Suddenly—

A deafening explosion echoed from above.

The crimson fissure in the sky widened abruptly, and the mysterious alien who had been hovering within finally revealed his true form.

Blue armor, a humanoid body, and a pair of cold yellow eyes brimming with an aura of destruction and slaughter.

“A demon!”

“It’s a demon!!”

“Ah!”

“Angel, save us!”

“….”

The crowd on the street erupted in chaos, but instead of fleeing, their eyes turned upward toward the holy light—the angel.

“What a weak presence. Is Lord Tregear on this planet?” Barel looked indifferently at the scene, making no move.

He was waiting for Kirisaki’s command.

Just then, two beams of green light shot from the sky.

Barel glanced sideways, a hint of curiosity in his rebellious eyes.

What was that?

The beams struck his chest, raising two small bursts of sparks.

“….” Barel was speechless, but finally understood.

So, they’re attacking me.

Yet, this level of attack…

Suddenly, the holy light above split open.

A stone gate appeared within, and from the crack, faint purple beams shone through.

“The angel has manifested!”

“The angel is answering us!”

“Angel!”

“Come forth! Defeat this demon!”

“….”

The people on the ground grew excited, raising their hands to shout.

Barel cast a disdainful glance at the angel’s gate.

Wasn’t this the spatial transmission device favored by the Kirielodeans? How could it appear here?

As Barel pondered, another beam struck him.

This time the attack was a bit stronger, but still failed to draw his attention.

He felt nothing at all.

Yet on the Victory Squad’s side, they were so shocked it seemed they could dig out a three-bedroom apartment.

“Lasers… are useless,” Shinjo said incredulously from the cockpit.

Behind him, Kyuji’s eyes were wide, his face filled with disbelief.

Seeing this, Daigu knew it was his turn.

He sent Lina away, entered a secluded alley, and took out his transformation device—the Spark Rod.

A beam of light shot skyward, finally evoking a reaction on Barel’s emotionless face.

“Someone from the Land of Light?”

As the radiance faded, Tiga’s brave figure appeared.

He immediately assumed a fighting stance, cautiously advancing.

Barel spoke: “Warrior from the Land of Light, I don’t wish to be your enemy. If you know what’s good for you, retreat now.”

The Plasma Galaxy had only just unified—its foundation was unstable.

Now was not the time to oppose the Land of Light; it would be unwise.

Hearing this, Tiga was taken aback and asked, “You’re from the Land of Light?”

“What is your relationship to Tregear?”

The name “Tregear” suddenly made Barel’s expression turn grave.

He looked at Tiga before him but chose not to answer.

Meanwhile, the arc of the angel’s gate expanded further.

Seeing this, Tiga leaped up to intervene.

Since this mysterious alien was closely related to Tregear, he could at least deal with this one!

Just as Tiga jumped to the gate, a surge of electricity coursed through him.

Accompanying it were two voices, one male and one female.

“Those who dare oppose the god of the Kirielodeans must suffer a harsh punishment.”

“Hehehe, how reckless. Bask in your agony before these foolish humans.”

As their words faded, the two transformed into beams of purple light, merging and enlarging their bodies.

Clearly revealed, they were Kirielodeans.

Barel frowned in displeasure.

What did the Kirielodean clan mean by this?

To dare cause trouble on the planet where the Lord resided—were they courting extinction?

This Kirielodean had lain dormant on Earth for many years, so he didn’t recognize Barel.

In fact, he didn’t even regard Barel as a threat.

His foe was Ultraman Tiga!

As long as he defeated Tiga and fully opened the transmission gate, the Kirielodeans would descend upon Earth and lead all humanity.

Tiga dared not be careless and rushed forward to grapple with him.

But his attacks seemed to be anticipated by the enemy—none succeeded, and he nearly fell victim to the same moves himself.

For a moment, Tiga felt immense pressure.

Especially since Barel was nearby; he had to keep an eye on him at all times.

So he couldn’t devote himself wholly to the battle.

If that was the case, he had to end this quickly.

Tiga decisively switched to his Power Form, intending to crush his opponent with overwhelming strength.

Unexpectedly, the Kirielodean imitated him and changed form as well!

Not only did a thick layer of tangible armor appear on his body, even his chest muscles swelled, clearly embodying the traits of raw power.

“Ultraman Tiga, die in agony!” The Kirielodean sneered coldly, launching an uppercut.

Tiga defended suddenly, but the force sent him flying dozens of meters.

“A warrior from the Land of Light—is this all you amount to?” Barel scoffed, shaking his head in disappointment.