Chapter 89

Dark Lugiel slowly raised the Dark Spark in his hand.

On that black Dark Spark, an ominous aura emanated, as if it were the condensation of all negative emotions in the universe.

Inside the Land of Light, the heartstrings of all Ultramen tightened at this moment.

The extremely brutal war scene on the heavenly curtain had completely overturned their cognition.

Taro looked at the screen showing himself fighting bloodily, and his body stiffened.

"Is that my future self? This war is too absurd!"

Ultraman Ace's eyes flickered uncertainly; he too found his own figure in the chaotic battlefield.

"Not just you, Taro; I'm in there too."

As the elder brother, Zoffy forced himself to calm down and conduct an analysis.

"The situation is worse than imagined. This is not only our future, but all Ultramen and monsters across countless parallel worlds and different timelines have been swept into this catastrophe."

Seven's fist unconsciously clenched.

"The affected range is this wide? It's simply insane!"

Ultraman Father let out a heavy sigh, a hint of solemnity showing in his dignity.

"Galaxy and Lugiel are merely two avatars born from ideological divergence; they could already cause such a great calamity. Then their true form, Galaxy Lugiel, how terrifying must it be? I don't know if it can rival Ultraman King."

Just as all the veteran Ultramen were uneasy about the future catastrophe, young Mebius suddenly noticed a blind spot.

He pointed at the sky-screen, his voice changing tone.

"Look! In the middle of the battlefield! That Dark Lugiel has stood up—what is he going to do!?"

All the Ultramens' attention was instantly drawn back.

In the sky-screen, Dark Lugiel stood tall amidst the blood-and-fire war.

Around him, a swarm of Ultramen and monsters like ants engaged in the most primitive, brutal fight to the death.

Torrent of light and energy ripped the universe apart; the exploding flames became the sole star in this starfield.

At the peak of this chaos, Dark Lugiel moved.

His figure began to expand at extreme speed, shooting up like a black mountain rising from hell, instantly swelling hundreds of times!

The Ultramen and monsters once comparable in size to him now lay beneath his feet, tiny as ants.

Dark Lugiel stood at the battlefield's center like a doomsday demon god delivering divine punishment, his aura enveloping the entire universe.

He raised high the Dark Spark in his hand.

A divine edict was about to descend.

Black-red light burst from the Dark Spark, like ink dropping in water, beginning to frenziedly expand and extend.

The light began to corrode from the battlefield's center, precisely covering every Ultraman warrior fighting the monsters!

Land of Light.

Ultraman Leo let out a cry of shock.

"That black-red light covered me on the screen!"

The Original Ultraman was also shocked.

"I too… what kind of power is this?"

The Ultra Brothers, at this moment, all watched with their own eyes as their future selves on the screen were completely devoured by that ominous light.

What does this light do? What will happen to them?

The sky-screen soon gave the answer.

A scene capable of driving all civilizations across the heavens and myriad worlds into utter madness appeared.

Accompanying Dark Lugiel's use of the Dark Spark's power.

On the battlefield, all Ultramen and monsters corroded by the black-red light began to uncontrollably shrink and stiffen.

Their movements halted, the light faded, and they ultimately turned into lifeless dolls only palm-sized!

The power of the Dark Spark was like an inviolable cosmic law.

No matter how powerful the Ultraman, no matter how buggy the monster.

Before this power, they had no resistance, one after another turning into stiff spark dolls.

The corrosion began at the battlefield's center and, in an extremely short time, spread across the entire cosmos.

Thousands upon thousands of Ultramen and monsters fighting bloody battles—none escaped.

In the end, under the Dark Spark's effect, all became motionless, dazed spark dolls.

Those beings of light, who in the eyes of all civilizations across the heavens held divine power.

Now, they had all become tiny, fragile toys that could be toyed with at will.

At this moment, the heavens and myriad worlds fell dead silent!

Trisolaran Fleet Command Center.

The Supreme Leader's thought completely crashed.

It felt its logic core emitting a groan unable to bear the load, ready to burn out from information overload at any moment.

"The… the Master God… has been turned into a figurine?"

The scientist who had just been drafting the "First Pilgrimage Letter to the M78 Nebula Ultraman Civilization" now had his thought fluctuations chaotic as garbled code.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could the Master God civilization be turned into a toy? Our faith has collapsed!"

They had just hailed Ultraman as the universe's sole "Master God Civilization," only to turn around and see their Master God snatched up by a darkened Ultraman and made into a limited-edition figurine.

This is more despairing than the Dark Forest Law!

Cybertron.

Inside the Decepticon base, Red Spider's optical visor glared brighter than a searchlight, and his chin armor plate clanged as it hit the ground.

Its brain was still cycling Megatron's comment "Ultraman is invincible under heaven" when reality dealt it a universe‑level backstab.

"Haha… hahaha! They… they all turned into toys!"

Hong Zhizhu let out a manic laugh, and it felt its CPU receiving unprecedented satisfaction.

Megatron rarely held back his mockery.

【65> He just stared fixedly at the sky curtain, a hint of fear showing in his crimson optical lens.

He just stared fixedly at the sky canopy, a trace of fear showing in his scarlet optical lenses.

Such power that turns gods into toys…

This isn't war anymore; it's an erasure of existence itself!

Did something like this really actually happen?

All of tomorrow's universe.

Qu's vast insect‑nest thought entity collectively emitted a sharp surge of thought‑wave, a mixture of jealousy and fervor.

"He… he actually stole our art!"

"Turning life‑forms into eternal artworks is our Qu's patent!"

"Hateful Dark Lugiel, why do you freeze life‑forms at their most beautiful moment? Eternal suffering is the ultimate aesthetic we pursue!"

"Qu's members gazed at the universe‑full Ultraman figurines, just like an artist seeing someone else pre‑release their masterpiece, trembling with rage."

Before them, the spacetime gate leading to the Land of Light was nearly complete.

"Plan change!"

"We not only have to go to the Land of Light to capture a living Ultraman King, but also go to the future and bring back that guy called Dark Lugiel!"

"We must correct his mistaken artistic doctrine and instill in him what true ultimate beauty is!"