Chapter 95: Qu's top‑level perverse art exposed

The Plasma Spark Tower in the Land of Light was violently trembling.

It was not due to instability of energy,

but because each light particle making it up now felt the almost tangible, torrential rage of countless Ultraman warriors.

However,

On the heavenly curtain, the image did not stall in the slightest because of this trans‑dimensional rage.

Instead, it slowly unveiled Qu civilization's fig leaf labeled "Art" with a colder, more detailed perspective.

【If the "colonizers' meat bricks" were a trampling of the human body, then the subsequent transformation is a curse upon the deepest reaches of the human soul.】

The scarlet lettering faded, and the scene shifted.

A vast, boundless grassland appeared before every viewer's eyes.

Upon that green sea, herds of creatures ran freely.

They possessed antelope‑like agile limbs and a supple torso, their movements light, their fur gleaming with an oily sheen in the sunlight.

If one ignored their faces, it might have been a vibrant painting full of natural beauty.

However,

As the camera slowly zoomed in,

the audiences of all civilizations across the myriad worlds felt a chill surge from their tailbones straight to the crown of their heads.

Their blood seemed to freeze throughout their bodies.

Upon the antelope's skull,

there grew a complete, unblemished human face.

In their eyes shone a heart‑breaking, intensely lucid wisdom.

Their brain structures were completely preserved by Qu in a god‑like manner.

They could contemplate the mysteries of the universe, work out the most complex differential equations in their minds, and conceive grand, magnificent symphonies in the hall of consciousness.

But they had no hands.

They possessed only hard hooves incapable of any fine manipulation.

They lacked human vocal cords, so they could not speak, sing, or convey the torrent of thoughts in their minds with language, only emitting a monotonous, grating bleat.

【This is the "antelope people."】

【Qu civilization believes that the ultimate punishment is not to erase intelligence, but to let you retain it while forever losing the power to change the world.】

【They can only run day after day on this plain, lucidly watching themselves devolve into beasts, lucidly feeling the bitter grind of coarse fodder between their teeth, and lucidly endure an endless, boundless despair.】

"Damn..."

Dragon Ball universe, gravity training chamber.

Bejita punched the nearby specially‑alloyed boulder into sky‑filling dust, and on his proud forehead veins bulged like coiling dragons.

"To trample a warrior's dignity underfoot again and again—this civilization, this trash, has no right to exist in this world!"

Although Bejita is arrogant and has slaughtered countless foes, he respects anyone who dares to challenge him.

And this Qu is not fighting at all—it is toying with life, desecrating the very words "strong"!

Naruto world.

Uchiha Itachi silently watched the image on the heavenly curtain, and even his still‑waters Sharingan rippled with violent waves.

"The civilization called Qu has turned humanity into this monstrous creature…… it is simply too terrifying."

With his intellect, he instantly grasped the heinous wickedness behind it.

These antelope people are not mindless beasts lacking intelligence and thought.

Quite the opposite: the malevolent Qu fully preserved their intellect and mind, yet imprisoned them forever in these wretched bodies.

They were once human, the elite elite of interstellar humanity, possessed of high intellect.

They could only watch helplessly as they turned into such monstrous beings.

They were utterly lucid, clearly remembering everything their civilization had ever experienced, the glorious past, and the humiliating defeat.

But precisely because they were so lucid, the anguish they endured is beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

Watching their civilization destroyed, their kin turned into filters,

watching themselves become such aberrant monsters, then watching their intellect waste away and numb as they chew grass day after day,

This is a mental torture more cruel by billions of times than utter annihilation, a perversion taken to the extreme.

Faced with such suffocating despair, Uchiha Itachi fell silent for a moment and gave his answer in a voice barely audible.

"Faced with such a point of despair, humanity…… must spare no cost to preserve the spark of civilization."

"Even if the whole race is exterminated and civilization remolded, we must keep a thread of bloodline alive."

"Only then do we have a chance to turn the tables in the future."

In his world, this is just like the unsolvable problem posed by the night the Uchiha clan was annihilated.

And the sole solution Uchiha Itachi offered was to sacrifice the vast majority, preserving that single, slender hope.

Only thus does the future retain a sliver of chance to overturn the odds.

Stars

Human Federation,

the flagship Invincible Glory's command center.

Boom!

With a deafening crash, Grand Marshal Xideni Bokelai'er's fist, encased in powered armor, slammed hard into the command table forged from spacetime alloy, leaving a clear dent.

She stared fixedly at the heavenly curtain, at those human faces growing on antelope bodies, as if beholding the most vicious curse in existence.

She sprang to her feet, and a thunder‑like roar echoed across the entire bridge.

Everyone, listen!!

Can you endure being transformed by such a perverse civilization into such a deformed species?!

And can you endure that from now on, we humans will become such a miserable alien that grazes on grass on the plains?!

Facing Qu, this vicious bastard, the Human Federation must act immediately, utterly crushing and exterminating this evil swarm of flies from the universe!!

Her voice contained anger enough to ignite stars.

I declare: immediately mobilize all star fleets of the Human Federation, with a single purpose—exterminate Qu!

Let the star seas boil for us! Let the flies perish in the gunfire! Let humanity be great again! Let our Human Federation shine again!

Sidney Bocklair raised his arms high and shouted.

Everyone, please remember, humanity... supreme!!

Warhammer 40K world.

The Emperor on the Golden Throne, whose psychic storm capable of rending the Immaterium, has already shrouded half the palace in golden flames.

【Imperial Guard.】

【Get ready.】

【This is not just for humanity's glory; it is to wipe clean the extraordinary disgrace of our species being defiled.】

【Such an alien called Qu does not deserve the mercy of cremation. I will make their souls wail for hundreds of millions of years in the black holes of the Immaterium, never to be freed.】

Roboute Guilliman knelt on one knee, the Emperor's Sword in his hand igniting with holy fire.

Behind him, the Space Marines' modified eyes burned with a fervor capable of consuming star systems.

Kill all the bugs!

For the Emperor! For humanity!