Chapter Nineteen: I Am Hope

"Charge!" Cupid roared fiercely, immediately leading the way as he soared outward, with Seven 21 close behind.

But no sooner had they taken flight than countless dazzling beams of light surged from the exit, each carrying immense power, fiercely shooting straight toward the two of them.

Cupid moved only slightly, and the Dicutarro gear armor he wore provided a powerful boost, allowing him to veer aside just in time to narrowly evade the torrent of energy beams.

Seven 21, however, was not so quick to react. The massive energy beam concentrated on his shoulder in an instant, the overwhelming force knocking him to the ground. The tremendous power nearly shattered his shoulder into a state of energy ions, dispersing wildly.

"Don’t you dare die on me!" Cupid anxiously glanced at Seven 21, though he refused to let worry show in his voice.

"Hmph!" Seven 21 suddenly lifted his head and looked at Cupid with displeasure. "Don’t worry, I’m not going to die!"

In that moment of hesitation, dozens of White Tribe Ultraman warriors burst from the passageway, surrounding the two near the starship.

"Tsk tsk," Cupid appraised the White Tribe warriors before him, flexing his wrist as his gaze flickered over Seven 21’s injured shoulder. "Never thought I’d have to fight alongside you again. It really annoys me."

"Hmph!" Seven 21 flew up beside Cupid, stubbornly retorting, "You’d better stay back. I can handle these small fries on my own."

"Then let’s see about that!" Cupid drew his ice axe and charged decisively toward the White Tribe Ultramen, shouting, "Let’s see who can break through!"

"Hmph," Seven 21 fought down a dizzying wave in his mind and also surged forward to join the fray.

"Cupid, surrender now or don’t blame us for killing you!" one of the White Tribe warriors snarled.

Cupid’s figure did not waver in the slightest. Like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, he charged forward with overwhelming momentum.

"The New Universe Defense Force never surrenders!" he declared, his resolve unyielding as he struck with full force.

With a fierce swing, his ice axe cut a fleeting arc through the air, its cold gleam carrying immense power.

The ice axe was already razor-sharp, and with the aid of the Dicutarro gear armor, every strike delivered tenfold force was amplified to twelvefold. As the axe swept through, several nearby White Tribe Ultramen shuddered as if pierced by cold light and hastily retreated.

Those who moved too slowly were viciously cleaved and thrown aside, their wounds bleeding radiant energy ions.

Cupid fought with a clear strategy; he did not attempt to counter their light-based skills directly, knowing the enemy’s numerical advantage made that a losing battle. Instead, he charged into their midst for close combat. Surrounded by many, the White Tribe warriors dared not use their light attacks for fear of friendly fire.

Cupid’s mastery of close-quarters combat was forged through countless battles against monsters and dark forces.

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