Chapter 350: NO.113 Everything Bears the Traces of the Past

Aomo's mindset is very calm now.

Even though he is on a battlefield where disaster could strike at any moment, and even though he had just pulled a certain "wall inlay" from it.

Such interference "usually" easily attracts the attention of the instigator.

But the instigator itself is a kind of "abnormality"; Geliza does not possess the progressive logic of "Aomo helped the enemy attacking it, so it should immediately attack Aomo," so Aomo's situation is still relatively stable.

As for that so-called wall inlay…

The demon lowered his gaze to the stone slab before him, something he could find in the hurry, at least somewhat flat.

More suitable than the motorcycle he had successfully ridden here via autopilot.

A stone slab that could serve as a resting bed, supporting an unconscious Ace Killer Girl.

Monster girls are like a higher-spec version of horse girls; setting aside their superpowers, their very strength and speed can only be compared to those horse girls who, even after retirement, still practice source energy cultivation.

And in terms of physical fitness, they even surpass many Kamen Riders after transformation.

Even if struck directly by Geliza's multi-layered light sphere shattering impact, he was not instantly pulverized by its heat and mass, but was blown away and crashed into a pile of ruins.

His entire outfit and equipment are scorched and damaged, and beneath them his skin and muscles show severe burns, looking truly miserable.

But frankly speaking… to collide with that skill with a flesh-and-blood body and still be alive is a kind of victory.

One can't ask for too much, can they?

The demon thought so, using those long, sharp claws as a makeshift bandage.

The first-aid tools stashed in the briefcase will surely come in handy sometime; although so far both uses were for others, Aomo doesn't mind that.

Or rather, it's a good thing if these never need to be used.

Although the nanotech repair spray works on most carbon-based lifeforms, it cannot achieve a full-health resurrection.

In this regard, source-energy products are more convincing.

For example, magic potions, or immortal pills.

Even if production technology has begun to spread and become popular, it remains a byword for being relatively expensive.

This Glangtai mercenary completely left no space for it in his backpack.

He exudes confidence!

He firmly believes he won't end up in a situation where he's instantly killed, and at worst he still has some room to struggle.

This confidence is not unfounded; after all, he is a steady-player who prioritizes information gathering.

For Aomo, the worst situation is not encountering a strong enemy, but rather a sudden deus ex machina–style development.

And then he encountered it.

Although it's not necessarily a bad thing…

But when that enormously familiar massive silver fist suddenly protruded from the crimson halo, the demon instinctively stepped back two steps, the white points in his eye sockets dilating somewhat.

Many Ultramen have teleportation abilities, but none manifest it in this way.

Ultramen who can hide in other dimensions also exist, but they usually do not meet in this way, which lies between conservatism and mischief.

Moreover, at the moment that crimson space appeared and expanded, he heard that familiar transformation sound effect.

That was enough to awaken another segment of memory.

That was an Ultraman originating from another work, another world, another kind of existence.

Its name is simply Ultraman.

He had once grasped a device in this manner, that device being called the Beta system (βsystem), which is the true form of Aomo's motorcycle.

But now, that hand is pushing out a device—the Yes-No Converter that Aomo hopes to deliver, which is the key to this battlefield's victory or defeat.

At the same time, He also has another name that better expresses individual significance.

Lipiah (Lipiya)

But perhaps He also bears the name of another person, a name unforgettable in this lifetime.

"Shen Yong Xin Er, Kai hopes I introduce myself to you like this."

The giant hand retracted after pushing out the device, but the crimson-hued interdimensional gate did not fully close; from it stepped a young man in a white shirt and black trousers.

His tone and expression lack some of the vitality of an ordinary person, like an alien in human form.

That is His essence.

Having gone around that massive device, the handsome young man glanced at the nearby parked Beta motorcycle, under Aomo's inexplicably guilty gaze.

"Although I think it's unnecessary, since you should know me." He continued.

Turning his head, as he spoke, his gaze fell again on the demon's satchel.

The Beta magic blade—or rather, the switch of the Beta system, the Beta igniter—was inside.

This action carries no threatening meaning; merely as the owner and user of a more advanced miniaturized Beta system, Lipiya can indeed sense the device within the motorcycle and briefcase that is intimately related to the Spacium-133 atom.

After all, this human body is likewise a manifestation of the same atomic energy.

His life has already been given once; what remains here is only the essence of kinfolk's support.

The true Shen Yong Xin Er lives in another world, while the "Shen Yong Xin Er" here is merely a trace of profound influence.

He will know of His deeds, in the accounts of those around Him, in the praises of many more.

And beforehand, He had learned and understood everything that composed his life, and likewise understood himself.

Such a relationship might also be understood by a certain Electro Superman and a red-haired boy; Aomo, who has seen New Ultraman, can likewise understand.

He could even understand why the other glanced at the motorcycle and then at his own briefcase, but even so, he instinctively moved the briefcase slightly backward.

It carries a rather guilty‑thief vibe.

Replace him with a normal conscientious person, and one would also suspect him, but the other is an abnormal conscientious person.

Lipiya could clearly hear the fierce rumbling and roaring from afar, so he didn't waste time saying: "Because I also know you, user of Mefilas's Beta system; I have no intention, nor obligation, to reclaim them; I only ask you, it…"

He raised his hand and leaned it against the nearby tall device, nearly two meters high.

Yes/no converter, transporting Geliza. The core device of the first-stage seal, which also referenced the interworld comprehensive organization: Clock Tower technology, is the specially crafted source energy technology product just made.

Can it be used?

Who took it apart?

When mentioning business, Aomo easily shook off his previous bad state, already stepping forward a few paces, his palm pressing on the instrument's surface.

Immediately, the phantom of Gatarlon's monster flashed past behind him.

And he even softly called out: 'Witch Beast, lend a hand.'

'Okay——'

The drawn-out tone carried a hint of resentment; the Witch Beast obviously couldn't accept this reality of 'the long-awaited battle not coming, instead having to help Aomo several times handling and analyzing the machine program code.'

But this danger was also visible to the naked eye; she even prepared to materialize by breaking out of the screen, and for ultimate evolution.

However, Aomo only had her assist in analyzing and processing data.

He only intended for her to do what a Witch Beast should do, not the work of a Belsta Beast.

Usually she would hypocritically thank her partner for his consideration, and this was consistently called the Jidong area's Asaxi name.

But today she had prepared to break her consistent persistence and open a killing spree!

As a result, this disparity made her mood very complicated.

Bar Beast X didn't appear, and if one wanted to intervene in the real battlefield—the power of the Belsta Beast would also be useless.

The powers of the Horror Demon and Haipajedun were clear to her.

Fully aware of the gap between herself and those two, she could only see them there stubbornly buying time.

Although the matter wasn't serious, the participants were terrifyingly overqualified; despite her great reluctance, she could only accept the fact that she could only be useful in this field.

'Taken apart?' Thus: Lipiya was somewhat doubtful, although that doubt wasn't sufficiently evident on his human face, 'When I saw it before, it was like this; the old man standing beside pointed at it and only asked me if it was convenient to carry.'

'......' Aomo heard, furrowed his brows, but also waved his hand without saying anything, 'Then don't worry about this issue; I can confirm it will be useful, but before that, could you send her to another exhibition area?'

He pointed at the stone slab where she was completely unconscious; the two's conversation seemed unable to disturb her at all, the Ace Assassin Daughter.

'Just hand it over to any monster girl to take over; anyway, they're all employees of Aron Monster Company.'

'Okay.' Looking at the girl on the stone slab, Thus: Lipiya nodded, then reached into his clothing pocket and pulled out that silver little rod.

Repeatedly transforming in the short term had a kind of virtue that Aomo very much understood—being stingy to save energy.

However, before that, they had already spent several minutes, and Ou Bu's call had already reached their respective communication devices.

【Hey! Are you two nearby?! Giriza suddenly turned around!! Don't stand together!!!】

Both reacted promptly, turning their heads to look into the crack of the building ruins, both able to see the humanoid with a large yellow lightbulb head staggering closer.

'Take immediate action!' Aomo instantly understood the situation, 'Our energy levels are too high here!'

Although the main force was obviously Aomo's own card box, Thus: Lipiya's arrival was basically the last straw in Giriza's 'culinary measurement' concept.

'No problem?' That voice no longer came from the air, but was transmitted from the mind.

Having already transformed into that silver giant, Thus: Lipiya's appearance differed most from ordinary Ultraman in his slender build and the missing timer plate on his chest.

But correspondingly, the red stripes on His silver body are His 'timer'.

When energy is insufficient, that red will turn toward green.

That is the feedback trace after His fusion with carbon-based life.

It is proof of a living existence like blood.

And his question, though seemingly simple, actually contains several meanings.

Is the yes/no converter okay?

Is it okay to leave you here?

Will the monster Giriza turn back because I leave?

'What could be the problem?'

Aomo retorted, holding two cards facing the other in his slender fingers.

One is Gatarlon, not material for fusion, but the mechanical station that correctly activates and modifies the 'yes/no converter'.

Then there is the 'Broken Strength Sword' spoken of by merchants.

Only steel can cut a steel spine, and likewise only steel can do it.

Pierced into the card face of that mechanical colossus by the tip of the Beta Demon Blade.

Unprecedented, it was not black qi spreading, but the red light belonging to the Beta system, identical to when Thus: Lipiya transforms, emanating from the Beta Moto and also from Aomo himself.

'Leave it to you.'

Gazing at the similar yet vastly different steel posture, Thus: Lipiya fell into the crimson space unfolding beneath his feet, in the last few seconds sweeping over the monster girl on the ground and the activated Beta Moto.

At the very instant He disappeared, he rushed over, coming within only tens of meters of Giriza; his twisted form paused slightly, but also did not stay.

But before it, an equally tall, black steel giant aimed a single-handed silver weapon at it.

Its orange beam at this moment struck the opponent's non-staying forehead.

PairHandRay/GripBeam/Double Hand Light Beam/Grasping Light Beam

Plus, the system endowed with the yes/no concept.

'The intangible smoke will eventually take shape.'

Thus: Lipiya still retains many traces of Shinsei Shinji, while Mefilas has already become a trace (x

Next should come a line: 'I will not become a memory. jpg'

And Thus: Lipiya's appearance has already become proof of Shinsei's existence (x