Chapter 1362

NO．266：Black Ao Kill, it's not too late to stop now.

Let's just leave it like that for now……

He hung up the call, his fingers incessantly tapping out messages, informing the two companies of their cooperation handover while also sending tactical advice to the teammates on site.

Aomo Lindun's advisor truly wasn't just talking off the cuff; he was actually doing this job.

As for the reason, he had already mentioned it in his conversation with that general——he had to guard against the Dark Ultraman Killer.

Therefore, he had no choice but to first become a telephone immortal, running around connecting calls as a messenger, then turning around to hand out cheat sheets.

The cheat sheets were always timely, because the live broadcast occupied the largest portion of the kaleidoscope of the Joy-and-Sorrow-Separation Monster.

Endless blood pool, thorns piercing, lightning intertwining—only then is the suffering of karmic offense revealed.

Seggu, once one of Ultraman X's greatest foes, was blocked by Oubu, who in its triune form likewise possessed the power of Ultraman X.

And Oubu's true arch‑nemesis, the Magatabi Orochi that symbolizes humanity's reckless exploitation of nature and the insatiable desire in every living heart, was not rushing to attack living beings; instead, it was tearing apart the ever‑strengthening barrier with gales, light bolts, fireballs, drills, and thunder.

It just wanted to eat.

Although it could draw energy from all the unprepared living beings here, its true fixation remained the Earth's energy; this greed was its nature, driving it to contend with every barrier generator of the Two Worlds Safety Bureau.

Then came the clashing blades of Ultra‑Sai Luo and Ace the King, each swinging their own edges.

For the still‑growing Magatabi Orochi, such treatment was only natural; on the contrary, the black‑demon‑looking Dark Lugiel was being restrained by the Ultra Dragon King Fusion Ultra Warrior Emperor Gurut and Lipiya, feeling the strikes from two other worlds.

——Let Muhai Xingzi, or the Alpha Beast, optimize the network channel so Gurut's gear could come over on its own; the result was that a few high‑schoolers, middle‑schoolers, and unemployed vagrants were tacked on, oddly filling the ranks.

The remaining monsters were blocked by a strange formation of Carmilla, Gatanjea, Jin Gu Qiao, Lian Gui, Yu She, Gakula, the Careless Monster (Ten Jia), and the Falling‑Flowers‑Flowing‑Water Monster (Gui She), among others.

As he said, this battle's intensity and scale undoubtedly qualify as wartime combat, exceeding what a single district of the World Gate Area can bear; although this stems from his imperfect deployment, the facts have happened, so we must accept them and return to his accustomed improvisation.

To be frank, although the battle intensity is huge, the planetary land battlefield can't withstand it, but this is also the current sole weakness.

The Holy Terra Federation has now developed into an interstellar civilization where individual combat strength and legion power can readily match the Kingdom of Light; as the homeworld, Earth—or Terra—it is instead built very conservatively.

The continental reforging and reconstruction brought by the Skyfall Event already constitute the most sweeping planetary surgery Earth has undergone; although its skin received a full maintenance regimen, it is far from being clad in armor.

The promotion of barrier technology in each city district exists precisely to compensate for this shortcoming.

By adding a flexible defensive buffer layer to each Earth region, and if necessary activating all city districts in unison, the same effect of layering multiple shields over the whole planet can be achieved, making the world more resilient and preventing it from being pierced by a single interstellar salvo.

But evidently, perfect conception does not guarantee flawless execution.

Before the World Gate Area activates its highest alert state, the truly bottom‑layer barrier devices tucked away cannot be opened.

What can be opened are only the barrier devices each department equips itself with, and possibly even those upgraded by leaders digging into their own pockets.

Such devices are sufficient to deal with most urban‑threat disasters, even possessing defensive power against an attack intensity that would sink an entire continent in societal revenge, yet the current situation is about to escalate to the point where the Earth will burst into bloom.

Other spaces will be shattered, dimensions will crumble, and although the battlefield could be relocated again, a certain ever‑voyeuristic strong AI has granted permission, so all decision‑makers no longer consider that option.

This is explicit.

This is an order!

The base barrier has been deployed, and as all citizens of the World Gate Area receive the highest‑alert emergency message, every decision‑maker can guess that the Heart of Terra is watching, supporting, and asking how far everyone can go.

This is tantamount to a 'fight‑to‑the‑death, no retreat' order; it can even draw attention from all districts, so that not only generals, district heads, and even the mayors of every city in the World Gate Area are being bombarded by battlefield news, citizens, and commercial channels, but also receiving 'condolences' from each district.

【Need help?】

【Need support?】

When translated, it means 'I want a share.'

The general had no doubt that this barrier scene at the World Gate Area West District racetrack was being synchronously broadcast across the federal network, drawing worldwide attention in every sense, surpassing even the simultaneous audiovisual of the Japan Cup.

By this point, there's certainly nothing to be shy or proud about; the Border Gate District must tidy up this matter neatly and also show each department's performance—those local companies, mercenaries, and citizens with ability should all be directly incorporated.

All of these count as part of the Border Gate District, and they're certainly better than those from outside districts and outside cities.

Seeing the aid requests from Heaven Gate City and Everlasting City annoyed him; just thinking of those two old-timers' smug, punch‑worthy faces made his blood pressure spike higher than it had been during his earlier talk with the gluttonous mercenary.

After the enlightened general gave everyone a chance to defend their homeland, Aomo finally got the opportunity for a swift clear.

"I never expected that using Rhodes Island's method would get us here; Theresa's earlier application was outright rejected."

Reaching the hard‑control range of the Joy‑Sorrow Separation Monster in a single step, Teresis—who hadn't even felt his own regret before Aomo snatched him up—caught the card and round tube that Aomo tossed over.

He recognized the thing; half a month ago he'd still seen Aomo lugging it to draw blood from that Phydian woman, and then another pre‑civilization elder had studied it.

The unique device known as the Secret Key can extract all of a target's existence information and materialize it, and can be seen as a prerequisite of the source stone production chain.

"You can always trust my eloquence in this regard." Seeing the other party firmly catch the Secret Key, Aomo waved and bade farewell to him and the group beside him.

Loxia, Zhong Yue, Theresa, Shu, Kasana, Praesis…… some are familiar faces, some they've only met once; these newcomers will all undergo a wave of hard control from the Joy‑Sorrow Separation Monster, like an unavoidable security check, waiting for Aomo to release them in under a second.

Among them, besides Teresis, there's also a peer‑aged lady named Ifrit who will be thrown a card by him.

"This is an opportunity I've earned for you all—seize it, take what you need, and cooperate happily."

Having said that, he didn't wait for a response, and like a traffic cop he waved his arm, making the crowd vanish silently and head outside.

After that, two conspicuous giant beasts will appear outside.

Aberrant Bahamut, the fire summon beast Ifrit.

The former needs no explanation—Teresis, as Aomo's sparring partner, has taken plenty of hits from him; the latter, meanwhile, has been derived from Ifrit's data in the game world since its inception, and the high compatibility of flame demon with flame demon was already proven when she once ran over to watch a training‑field battle.

As for the others who seem like freebies, a battle situation that clears up within two minutes is enough to show that Dr. Loxia's joining also acts as a stimulant for the battlefield's pace.

After all, he's the true master of the exhaust axis…… He looked up to see the giant snake restrained, Hei'an Lugiel being pressed to the ground by the Aberrant Bahamut, Teresis flashing out to slash its skin and then drive a needle into the wound—Aomo's spirits rose, the corners of his mouth twitching as he almost began to rub his hands together like a fly in front of the kids, his subordinates, and his two girlfriends.

"Right, you're not going to lend a hand?" He suddenly remembered there was still a Year Beast avatar here, and turned his head to look.

After all, even a certain great painter who had returned was showing in the live broadcast, and the sight of the ink‑splashed beast flock was a long‑missing, especially shocking sight.

"Yeah," somehow appearing more relaxed and casual than usual, Ling, who had already downed two gulps from his wine gourd, stood beside Qian and Qielienina and answered crisply, "Once that dark‑whatever assassin shows up, I'll go out with you guys."

As she said that, she even rested her elbow on Qielienina's shoulder; if it weren't for seeing the latter's slightly awkward micro‑expression, Aomo would really have thought they were close friends.

"Sure, save your strength." Having just knocked out the horse girl with 【flexibly apply reflection—whether Roso or Oubu, they've used reflection to handle Grante】, he temporarily stored away thoughts unrelated to the battle.

Anyway, the current situation certainly isn't lacking Ling's move, and her reluctance to steal the spotlight is no problem.

Even Sai Luo had been keeping his portable ultimate shining charge battery, which he'd bragged about to his brothers for ages, unused; all one can say is that everyone regards the Hei'an Ultraman killer pro that the Luzasi team collectively pinned high hopes on with equal seriousness.

Although not held in hand, one can clearly feel the agitation of the tactile Ren Long, Jierbalisi, Nikajiaqi, and even the Demon God ZERO, all eagerly awaiting that climactic stage.