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Just as Daigo was about to reach the top of the stairs, he suddenly stopped without warning.
Because not far from Daigo, a half-open door was pushed open.
As the door opened, faint cries and sobs could be heard coming from inside.
"Who? Who's inside?"
He stared at the door with a slightly wary look.
Daigo narrowed his eyes slightly, but his right hand unconsciously reached for the Hyper gun at his waist.
Having experienced Mrs. Iwama's sudden "turn against" him, Daigo has developed an allergic reaction to everything in this villa.
"Woooo..."
There was no answer to Daigo's question; the crying continued to come from inside the door.
This time, Daigo heard it clearly.
"girl?"
Unable to resist turning his head to listen again for a while, Daigo's surprise deepened.
The faint crying sound was clearly that of a little girl.
Judging from the sound of her crying, the little girl must be quite young, perhaps even still in elementary school.
Could she be Mrs. Iwama's daughter?
When this thought flashed through Daigo's mind, his surprise turned into shock.
After all, no matter how you look at it, this small room located at the top of the stairs doesn't look like a proper "boudoir".
This place is less like a room and more like a small storage room.
"Hello? Are you the daughter of the Iwama family?"
Without the slightest hesitation, Daigo immediately stepped forward and whispered his call when he realized that the crying in the storage room might be coming from the Iwama family's daughter.
"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."
While soothing the crying inside the storage room, she cautiously stepped forward to explore...
Daigo thought that the crying might simply be due to the fear and dread caused by seeing the changes in Mrs. Iwama.
Let's set aside for now why the youngest daughter of the Iwama family would be hiding in this storage room.
Anyway, as Daigo approached the entrance to the gold mine step by step, the cries inside became even more trembling and fearful.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you!"
Push open the half-closed door completely.
As expected, Daigo saw the figure of a little girl curled up inside.
Seemingly noticing the newcomer, the little girl curled up even more tightly, and even her cries became much softer.
Only when Daigo completely let his guard down and approached her gently and patiently did the little girl tentatively raise her head.
Almost the instant the little girl looked up, Daigo's pupils suddenly contracted.
The little girl who came into view had a long beak like a bird.
Moreover, she has some special wing-like structures on the tip of her nose and around her ears.
"you……"
Just as Daigo was about to say something in shock, he saw the little girl bury her head again in fear.
Immediately realizing that his expression might have frightened the little girl, Daigo's expression softened again.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."
He soothed the little girl's emotions in the gentlest possible tone.
Daigo gently embraced the little girl's frail body, giving her unprecedented warmth.
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It must be admitted that Lady Iwama's bizarre, spider-like form was indeed very fast.
Even with his advantage in flight, Lu Xuan took quite a long time to catch up with his opponent.
Fortunately, this is an affluent area, and there are not many loiterers on the streets.
In addition, Mrs. Iwama seemed to be consciously running into dark alleys, which prevented her from causing too much of a commotion.
"Aren't you going to run away?"
When the two sides chased each other to an extremely secluded corner.
Lady Iwama stopped first, staring intently at Lu Xuan with her face, which was no longer recognizable.
"Did you deliberately lead me here because the prophet is hiding here?"
Ignoring Mrs. Iwama's surprised look, Lu Xuan looked around and finally focused on a seemingly inconspicuous little house next to him.
In this luxurious and grand upscale neighborhood, that little house seemed somewhat out of place.
But neither the wealthy people living here nor the occasional passersby seem to notice this strange sense of incongruity.
Only Lu Xuan, who inherited the "Power of Light," noticed something amiss in this small house.
"You... all deserve to die!"
He no longer concealed his resentment and anger.
Mrs. Iwama's voice was hoarse and low, like a whisper from hell.
Most importantly, this time Mrs. Iwama did not use that unknown language, but spoke in human language.
"You all deserve to die?"
Lu Xuan could actually understand why Lady Iwama would curse herself.
But the "you" they mentioned clearly included the prophet as well.
This made Lu Xuan, who had originally thought that Lady Iwama was being controlled by the prophet, show a thoughtful expression.
It seems things are not quite as he imagined.
While Joe Iwama may indeed have been manipulated by the prophet, Mrs. Iwama was clearly not.
Or more precisely, Lady Iwama must have found a way to counter the prophet, thus escaping its control and threat.
As for what method was used?
Lu Xuan glanced at the human head model still floating around him, and he already had his answer.
"Lu Xuan, can you hear me?"
Just as Lu Xuan was about to ask further questions, Daigo's voice suddenly came from his wristwatch.
“I found a little girl at the Iwama’s house; she must be Mrs. Iwama’s daughter.”
"But her condition is very serious, and she may need emergency treatment!"
——Monthly Tickets/Recommendation Tickets——
Chapter 168 The Appearance Without a Face
"Don't...touch my daughter!"
In the blink of an eye, Lady Iwama, who had also heard Daigo's voice, went berserk in anger.
Unfortunately, the battle-hardened Lu Xuan reacted much faster than Lady Iwama.
Almost at the moment when Lady Iwama went berserk and tried to pounce on him.
With arcs of electricity flashing from his hands, Lu Xuan first nimbly dodged, then delivered a powerful hook punch to his opponent's chin.
boom!
It was clearly a collision of flesh and blood, yet at that moment it produced the sound of steel striking rubber.
Even the completely demonized Lady Iwama couldn't help but let out a wail after enduring the double attack of immense force and electric current.
"Ow!"
Amidst those utterly inhuman screams.
The deranged Lady Iwama twisted her body wildly, biting at Lu Xuan's arm at an almost unbelievable angle.
Noisy!
A powerful shield field flashed by, knocking out several of Lady Iwama's teeth.
But that wasn't all. With a cold expression, Lu Xuan opened his other palm and aimed it at Lady Iwama's head.
"I'm sorry, it seems we have to say goodbye."
Unlike his usual sarcastic remarks, Lu Xuan's expression was indifferent and cold at this moment.
Even though he was no longer human and had long accepted the fact that he was in the world of Ultraman Tiga.
But to witness a living, breathing human being degenerate into a monster, and ultimately have even their self and mind twisted...
Lu Xuan felt an unprecedented anger brewing within him.
Lu Xuan can tolerate killing and evil deeds.
But he could not tolerate such a "distorted self" happening in front of him.
Every choice we make leaves a mark on this world and is proof of who we are.
The body can perish, the soul can vanish...
The only thing that cannot be erased is the trace they left in this world.
However, Lady Iwama's will was forcibly twisted by the forces of darkness, causing her to do things she would never have wanted to do in her conscious state.
This not only goes against her own will, but may even lead to consequences she would never want to see.
In Lu Xuan's view, such behavior is more terrifying than simply wiping out a person.
Because it not only negates all of this person's previous convictions, but also alters all the traces they left in this world.
Rather than allowing such an existence to continue to exist sadly in the world, and then distort its own trace in this world.
Killing them directly would be a compassionate release.
"Ho..."
As she watched the surging energy gather in Lu Xuan's hand, Lady Iwamaki, filled with shock and rage, let out another inhuman roar.
The next second, the surging energy transformed into a palm cannon that burst forth from the barrel.
Silence—Boom!
Lady Iwama, her pupils constricted, instinctively opened her mouth wide, only to have her entire upper body blasted away by Lu Xuan.
As expected, Mrs. Iwama, who had lost half of her upper body, became paralyzed.
Only wisps of dark power remained, rising like wisps of black smoke, gradually disappearing into the sunlight.
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"As expected of a human who has inherited the 'power of light'."
Suddenly, a burst of applause came from the side.
“In terms of character alone, you are far superior to the other ‘Successor of Light’.”
As the applause drew closer, a man with a sorrowful expression slowly emerged from the shadows.
The visitor was none other than Mitsuo Itabashi, the prophet of the Kiriel people who had met Lu Xuan once before in the underground temple.
"You're bolder than I imagined, daring to show your face in front of me."
Turning around calmly, Lu Xuan displayed a coldness he had never shown in front of Daigu.
Lu Xuan rarely gets angry.
In most cases, he doesn't even care about his own life and treats everything he encounters with a cynical attitude.
However, what happened to Madam Iwama successfully crossed Lu Xuan's bottom line.