Chapter 353

Alien Mefilas, this name originates from the demon Mephistopheles (Mephisto, Pheles) who appears in Goethe's famous work Faust, tempting Faust to fall.

Just as in the original Faust, the invasive actions of successive generations of Mefilas aliens have mainly consisted of bewitching people's hearts and tempting them to fall into evil.

In Oumu's current combination of demon, giant beast, and human cards, the one representing the demon is obviously Mefilas.

Likewise, Oumu cannot deny that he also harbors similar potential within himself; otherwise, it would be insufficient to explain his ease when using the card's power.

Furthermore, he even used this to further unlock how to use the Beta system.

Whereas before he saw it merely as a sticky agent for monster power substituting the dark ring, he can now shape the carrier of that power more naturally and perfectly.

Its main manifestation is the strengthening of output and some minor optimizations in appearance.

Of course, the difference between mechanical Mefilas and the original Mefilas is huge, indicating the special connection between the Mefilas card and Oumu.

As soon as it is touched, it feels as if it were one's own power, flowing smoothly and effortlessly.

Just how smooth is this?

——No pressure, no darkness.

The use of ordinary monster cards always bears the mental influence of their beastly, evil, and wicked aspects, a heavy burden.

As a result, several other netizens who control monster cards from the Guīyuán Hall rarely personally participate in fusions.

More often, they simply summon the monster directly, or make minor use of the power within the card.

But with the Mefilas card, he feels no burden at all.

Even the Behemoth monster card gives him a feeling of fluctuation between laziness and riot, an extreme contradiction, whereas the Mefilas monster card feels like another kind of 'nothing' unlike Gerez.

If the other party weren't an alien wanting to do business with humans, Oumu would almost think he himself was some kind of Ultraman human host.

No mental burden, only physical exhaustion and even synchronized harm during transformation...

Isn't this exactly what Ultraman and their human hosts are like!

"Mefilas-san! Are you also an Ultraman?"

Oumu didn't ask that, but the guy beside him might.

Considering there is already an alien wearing a human skin here—Lipia—Oumu felt it would be inappropriate to describe Bi Ze in the same way, so he temporarily calls him a 'weirdo'.

This person must be a weirdo.

A huge commotion spread over nearly a hundred miles, turning the entire B District into a serious crime requiring reconstruction and renovation, with all kinds of live streams, broadcasts, and recordings everywhere; in this monster exhibition, everyone should have known about it!

And this guy, when Oumu saw him, was still wearing a deep immersion device, with the corners of his mouth curling into the unrestrained arc of a sunshine boy.

It looks like the game experience is really good; he's probably really going to get hooked.

As a friend who also focuses on monster battle-themed games, Oumu perhaps should be happy a bit.

But as a player who keeps his distance from such an extremely pay-to-win game, and moreover as a combatant who has just returned after intense energy expenditure, Oumu can only feel a mix of laughter and tears at the situation where 'I created such a cool scene, but my brother didn't watch it!'

The stage-play-present Terror Demon Person Jet has an extremely high presence.

And the showdown between the prestige-fluctuating Hyper Jetton and the eternally prestigious Gerez.

Furthermore, Oubu and Shin-O take turns appearing.

And the birth of his own mechanically modified Mefilas, the original Mefilas, and his original fusion card deck.

This guy has no idea and is still over there playing the game.

Just ask the respectful booth staff and you'll learn that this stall wasn't attacked by terrorists because it mainly sells games, and occasional earthquakes from the B District haven't been able to affect the quality of the equipment's connection.

There are some unexpected things.

Oumu thinks that if terrorists had played this game, drawn those imitation spark figurines, and sunk a ship, they couldn't help but throw a fireball here.

But the fact is so, he can only accept it.

Thus, over there it seemed like plans and tricks were coming out frequently, but in reality no fighting took place for half an hour; over at Bi Ze's side, it amounted to no more than one and a half games.

——Looking at the synchronized display screen above, the battle situation shows that this round has barely even started!

Oumu's desire to show off isn't strong; compared to the regret of showing off without his brother seeing it, he regrets even more that he summoned Oubu and Lipia but they weren't seen by him.

Although after he takes off the device he'll be able to see resources all over the internet, from low-quality 360p trash to unbeatable 4K, and even the exhibition organizers' recordings made with permission to control interdimensional space—pseudo-Ultraman viewpoint recordings—any version will be available!

But that and actually seeing it in person will always have a gap; given his understanding of Bi Ze, he will surely start howling as soon as he turns around and shuts off the game.

Or should we first prepare earplugs?

Oumu thought that, then turned back, walked over to the nearby chair, buried his head in pondering the new clause of the monster card in his hand, and pulled over a chair to sit down.

"What have you researched?"

He asked, while also glancing at the card in her hand.

Oumu Linton card, Mefilas alien card—one has a usage count limit, the other has a usage time limit.

What Akijo is currently researching is obviously not this limitation aspect, but rather the emotional fluctuations contained within the card as a monster card.

"I remember that the prototype of the Mefilas alien from Shin-O is from Ultraman Story 0, right?" Akijo Sai turned her head to look at him, "Maybe it's reasonable that there are no negative emotions."

His slender, delicate figure and gentlemanly speech and behavior—he is both the Mefilas alien in Shin-O and the Mefilas alien in Ultraman Story 0.

He is powerful, joining the Star Alliance to seek the power to conquer the universe, but he is a gentleman who hopes to conquer without causing loss to either side.

And after witnessing the battle between the Ultraman warriors and the Babar aliens, he also believed that the feelings among the Ultraman warriors are a sufficiently strong power, and the Star Alliance has already completely lost.

Furthermore, he accepted a commission from a certain Ultraman warrior to hand over the key device for saving Ultraman Father to other Ultraman warriors.

The answer to the reason for helping is: because we are people living in the same universe.

Then they vanished without a trace.

——The newly designed Aomophilas, referencing this image, naturally have such properties; however, it's hard to say how much reference was used, after all, the Aomophilas in Aomo also have many blanks, and their ending is unclear.

What Aomo received was merely a card containing all of his power, not his memory.

"Maybe..." Aomo rubbed his nose bridge, feeling somewhat tired; although he wasn't an optimistic person, he could only first accept this perfunctory answer.

"Mr. Shenyong said he also doesn't know the condition of the Aomophilas afterward, because after he finished talking with Zuofei, he soon transmigrated to this world."

"Didn't find the way back?" Xin Tiao asked in surprise.

"Found him, but he isn't in a hurry to go back," Aomo gave a helpless smile, "He was originally also a civilized observer; the civilization here has more observational value."

After saying that, he turned his head again, looking toward the sealed building not far away.

This is the monster exhibition Area E, where damage is minimal, and also the main area where the organizers are stationed, and the first area where police personnel arrive; however, when they arrived, they saw five 'villains' bullying Ge Li Za together, so the prepared converter was put aside.

Even the personnel originally meant to work shifted from joining the battle to flanking—first stationing themselves around, waiting for Ge Li Za's possible escape, then immediately intercepting.

But the result was obviously also not used.

But it's fine; at least the criminals were caught—

"Ah? Why are there police here?"

Such a surprised tone carried a hint of foolishness; at that time, Aomo, standing in the crowd, watched the merchant being escorted away by police for the third time, then looked at the fund arrival reminder on his terminal, and felt quite satisfied.

Finally exchanged the appreciated group friends for money!

That's also why he tolerated that guy still playing games, indifferent to reality—Aomo glanced again at Bi Ze not far away.

"Wait for them to finish their statements, then we'll go eat together, okay?"

"Kai Sang and Shen Yong Sang? No problem……"

Likewise glancing at the sealed building not far away, Xi said while shaking her head, then heard: "How come no one asked me!"

The two turned their heads, and saw Ailisuzhi approaching with drinks in both hands, while Shi Huai Ya also held a bag similarly.

"And her."

"Any objections?" Aomo smiled helplessly.

"No!" Suzi handed the red tea to the two, temporarily freeing her hands to rub them together, "But I want to borrow something from you!"

She hadn't elaborated yet, but Aomo, after taking the red tea, fell silent for a moment and then turned his gaze to Xin Tiao.

The latter met their gazes, wearing a slightly forced smile.

"I still don't dare to move lightly."

"You heard it too." Aomo turned his face to look at Suzi, shaking his head.

"It's too dangerous; let's wait for now."

"?"

As Shi Huai Ya was handing a cup of red tea to Suzi, she looked at the trio's 'mute riddle', couldn't figure it out, so she didn't bother, and simply said to Aomo: "Jin Si Li Mu Er was sentenced to forty years in prison; according to your request, the superiors won't issue a notice about you, right? Also, you don't want the banner, do you?"

"What banner, the kind that says 'stabbing saint's hand'?" Aomo said with a subtle expression.

"It won't be that direct, but it's indeed inappropriate; your organization likely still has potential criminals, so it's better to be cautious," Shi Huai Ya earnestly reminded, "Hasn't your side been suspected?"

"What's there to suspect about me resisting dangerous things like Ge Li Za in Area B?"

Aomo shrugged innocently.

"Come to think of it, the merchant being arrested after being rescued by Ultraman and the police just shows how unlucky he is."

"Is this enough then?"

"They dragged me into the chat room; they should have been prepared, after all, my agency's information is fairly transparent."

"Moreover..." Speaking of this, Aomo's expression became somewhat subtle.

"Moreover, when the merchant was arrested, the atmosphere in the chat room was very cheerful."