"Fuck, why are there so many, who's going to steal that Mother Nest?"
"Who's going to take down a super giant over a hundred meters tall, you or me? Jay! Jay, how much longer till your Ultraman is ready?"
"Can't you see I'm all out of steam? And that thing is just a manifestation of the Great Brightness Fist, it's okay for monsters around twenty or thirty meters, but it's really beyond my ability to take on a hundred-meter giant!"
"What about Old Qin? Use the swordsmanship the senior gave you!"
"I've learned it, but I've just started on the mathematics part, and the power it unleashes is even weaker than the Twelve-Posture Sword!"
"Tsk, totally useless!"
"Enough talk, here comes another one, whose turn is it now?"
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In Tokyo's Harbor District, northwest direction, a group of streamers with A-class licenses was blocking a super giant calamity that continued to spread toward the southeast.
