Chapter 42: Is Ultraman the God? Ye Wenjie Wants to Abandon the Trisolarans!

The picture on the celestial screen trembled again, like a series of heavy hammers striking the heart of civilizations across all heavens and myriad worlds.

Among them,

Within the Universe Defense Force, the towering forms of Ultraman warriors flashed one after another.

First came the cape‑clad Ultraman Father, who is the Regiment Captain of the Universe Defense Force,

Then came the loving Ultraman Mother of the Silver Cross Army.

Next, Universe Defense Force Captain Zoffy, along with the remaining Ultraman Six Brothers.

One by one, the forms of Ultramen from the Universe Defense Force flashed across the celestial screen.

The font on the celestial screen was also renewed.

【Universe Defense Force: Official members, one million】

【Power range: from the lowest planet‑burst level to the highest dimension‑universe‑burst level】

【Since the Universe Defense Force was founded thirty thousand years ago, it has resolved millions of cosmic invasion incidents, protected 720,000 weak civilizations, and countless times resolved cosmic crises, even multiversal crises】

【They are the guardians of cosmic order and justice!】

Trisolaran Fleet Command Center.

The previously noisy thought fluctuations instantly fell silent, as if a pause button had been pressed.

One million planet‑burst level.

This number, in the Trisolarans' logical deduction algorithm, yielded a desperate conclusion.

If these giants launched an interstellar war, they wouldn't even need tactics—just line up and simultaneously fire their beams into the depths of space.

An energy burst of this level could sweep away everything in its path like dust, erasing any civilization that stood before it.

A science and politics officer's thought unit nearly collapsed from overheating.

"Thirty thousand years, 720,000 civilizations."

"That means they, on average, rescue a weak planet's civilization every half month."

"Such efficiency, such scale—they aren't merely surviving; they are dictating the rules!"

"By now we must admit one thing, namely……"

"The Dark Forest Law we believed to be absolutely correct is, to these giants, nothing but scrap paper!"

"In their eyes, the Dark Forest simply doesn't exist!"

"Or rather, these giants know the Dark Forest exists, but……"

"They themselves are the forest rangers!!"

Earlier, many Trisolarans refused to believe or accept that a race actually existed in the universe that disregarded the Dark Forest Law.

When it was now conclusively proven,

In that instant, their thoughts erupted with shock, chaos, fear, and various complex emotions!

The entire fleet's advance even stalled because of it!!

The Leader's thought form undulated in the dark, issuing no commands.

He had been continually pondering the Dark Forest Law.

Under that law, civilizations know only eternal suspicion and hunting.

But now, a civilization possessing a million planet‑burst warriors is actually running across the universe to save people?

This completely overturns the cosmology that Trisolaran civilization has formed over thousands of years.

And now,

Their Trisolaran civilization's deeply entrenched cosmology is being torn apart layer by layer.

At this moment,

Under such a violent impact,

Even the Hawkish Elder who had repeatedly spoken out against Ultraman before remained silent.

A million planet‑burst warriors?

This is a number that can shut everyone's mouth.

It is so, making one feel desperate!

Meanwhile,

Warhammer 40k World, deep in the Warp.

Khorne's roar shattered countless souls, and the Brass Throne trembled violently.

This god who governs war and slaughter is now in a state of extreme frenzy.

He gazed upon the tranquil, harmonious Land of Light on the celestial screen and felt he had suffered an unprecedented insult.

"No war? No blood? No throne piled with bones?"

"They're still guarding, still protecting?!"

Khorne's will stirred a bloody storm in the Warp.

In his view, that towering power of Ultraman ought to be used to crush skulls and reap souls.

Yet these giants actually use that power to do what they call "protection"?

"This is a desecration of power!

"This is a betrayal of the cosmic iron law!"

"War is eternal! Ultraman civilization, your fists aren't for crushing enemies, your beams aren't for hearing wails—this is the greatest waste under heaven!"

"Hypocrisy! How utterly hypocritical!"

"I will turn your Land of Light into a sea of corpses and blood!"

"I will force the bloodlust and slaughter hidden beneath your hypocritical sugar coating to surface!"

The terrifying giant axe split the void, and blood-colored magma surged forth.

He wanted to tear apart that Land of Light, to turn that pure land into scorched earth.

He wanted to see,

When these Ultramen were pushed into true desperation,

whether they could still maintain that saintly demeanor.

"Your blood will forge for me a skull tower never seen before!"

This anger stems from an extreme cognitive dissonance.

And in the Naruto world.

Uchiha Madara sat cross-legged in a dim basement, propping his cheek with one hand, sunk into a long silence.

Before him, an illusion-constructed image was simulating the final form of the Moon Eye Plan.

But now, his thoughts were occupied by the Cosmic Patrol on the firmament.

"Protected seventy-two thousand weak species……"

Madara murmured softly, his words echoing in the empty chamber.

He originally thought that only through Infinite Tsukuyomi, letting all humanity enter a dream, could eternal peace be achieved.

But Ultraman offered another answer.

With absolute power, to sweep away all injustice, to act as the universe's police.

This method, though brutal, is terrifyingly real.

"Hashirama, if you saw this, you would surely go mad wanting to join them."

Madara's fist pressed against his forehead, and the conviction in his heart regarding the Moon Eye Plan showed a fine crack.

The Qijiera flower let him see the falseness of the dream, while the Cosmic Patrol let him see another use of power.

He began to imagine, if Konoha also had such a patrol, capable of crossing borders, even crossing planets to uphold justice……

No, the Moon Eye is the final answer.

Madara forcibly suppressed the wavering in his heart,

but his gaze could never leave the firmament.

Earth, Red Coast Base.

Ye Wenjie leaned on the cold iron railing, the wind on the mountaintop tousling her white hair.

She gazed at the Ultraman Brothers cloaked in capes, their towering forms on the firmament, while in her heart the monument called 'Lord' was collapsing with a roar.

She had once appealed to the Trisolaran Civilization for rescue, hoping the extraterrestrial civilization would come cleanse humanity's sins.

Because she felt humanity was beyond redemption.

But now, she saw the true savior.

They seek no reward, wage no aggression, nor do they interfere in the internal development of weak civilizations; they simply repel external threats.

They are like gods of the universe, guarding weak civilizations and species.

Just like a true god,

but not the Trisolaran Civilization's giant insect struggling on the survival line.

"If… if I had initially contacted the Land of Light……"

Once this thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed.

Ye Wenjie felt a strong surge of guilt.

She actually, deep down, wanted to betray the Trisolarans she had always worshipped.

"How could I have such a disrespectful thought toward the Lord?"

She blamed herself and closed her eyes, but her mind was filled with images of Ultraman protecting weak civilizations, and their towering, godlike figures.

By contrast, the Trisolarans' ruthless aggression across four light-years, their arduous struggle to survive, appears so selfish and petty.

The tangled emotion gnawed at her heart like a poisonous snake.