Chapter 413: NO．176：Stop Obsessing Over Your Ultraman Brothers

NO. 176: Stop obsessing over your Ultraman brothers already.

Aomo now regrets it deeply.

He regrets it deeply!

At first, he was just watching the fun through the surveillance of the Beast X, which was going well, and he could see Rudolf was about to bring down the Moon Chariot Symbol, but he also noticed the Moon Chariot Symbol had been maintaining a suppressed state.

He had a bad feeling, honestly.

Although his premonitions these past few days haven't been very accurate, this time he felt it from the other party's consistently unusual quietness.

This has nothing to do with inspiration, but is the result of experience.

Although the other party is quite cautious, choosing to remain silent now isn't particularly strange.

But given Aomo's understanding of him, his intelligence gathering, and his feel for the company atmosphere, which he had already gotten a good grasp of, he was quite certain this was the calm before the storm.

This bastard is definitely going to hold in something big!

Upon realizing this, he immediately summoned the Witch Beast to open a passage for him.

Although it might be an overreaction, the Moon Chariot Symbol is no harmless company boss.

This bastard sponsored the development of many monster industries, big and small.

Aomo still suspects that the 'Strange Person' in the group is him.

The name 'Strange Person' refers either to non-human beings or to transformed individuals.

He also has no doubt that, given the considerable degree of mental transformation, the Moon Chariot Symbol himself is likely aware of it.

But these are irrelevant now.

What he regrets now is mainly that he didn't expect the Moon Chariot Symbol to be driven to direct madness.

I thought you were going to signal with a smashed cup, five hundred blade-and-axe men charging up, but instead you're learning from his mother Belial!

He was dumbfounded.

He himself had never dared to try stacking more than ten cards, yet the Moon Chariot Symbol directly pulled out a stack.

Belial has the bloodline of Leo Nikthos, and his will and the vessel itself are of hegemon-level capacity, so what?

No matter what, daring to pile that many cards on oneself, and without considering compatibility or fixed combinations, just randomly adding them!

The only thing the Moon Chariot Symbol can be considered rational about is inserting the cards into the secret key syringe, rather than activating them directly or stuffing them into the body.

The secret key for extracting monster power to make cards has an energy extraction and conversion rate nearly 100%, surpassing the adaptability of most people and monster cards.

Even because the energy extraction is used for card-making, the extracted energy in the storage chamber is an extremely suppressed concentrate of monster energy and genetic individuality.

The nature of this state is very chaotic, and unlike formed cards, it does not have a distinct 'temper'.

This is therefore an excellent opportunity for fusion.

Aomo could guess that the Moon Chariot Symbol, like himself, had tried to analyze the principle of the secret key, which is how he made this discovery.

Even the discovery itself was a byproduct of the analysis; initially, he hadn't thought of doing it this way directly.

But he indeed did it this way.

Determining it was the best opportunity, he chose to go mad right here.

Damn it, I'm blowing up with you!. jpg

Countless powers, genes, and instincts made into cards were re-compressed and ground, then stuffed in plural form into that overburdened cavity.

Thus was achieved—a rushed but successful super-fusion, which counts as a miracle.

But in essence, this is still a kind of suicide.

Miracle as miracle, rushed as it truly is rushed.

Everyone has already tasted enough of what a hastily made system becomes.

Moreover, that was merely an example from the Knight Shelter; the examples from the Aomo Shelter have even more instances of forcefully stuffing power and then going berserk, even burning the brain, as repair cases.

What the Moon Chariot Symbol faces is not only the instinctive backlash from countless monster and alien cards, but also the problem of his own body as the base being too weak.

The former hundred-body monster Beliudora was based on Belial's body, with Leo Nikthos' talent plus the Ultimate Fighting Instrument jointly fused.

This fusion is like stacking Arhats, with the base pressed at the very bottom.

The Belial fusion beast and the Fusion Demon King Beast are likewise.

In the former, the base is Belial; in the latter, the base is the Great Snake Maja; both can withstand the power of other monsters.

Aomo and Jia Gu La, as superhuman magic people, have both used monster-to-monster fusion, and even added more monsters.

They used the clever formula of acting as medium rather than base.

And after the former obtained the card of the artificial body monster through Xin Tiao Xi, he further used the artificial body monster card as the base, increasing his strength even more, while also eliminating synthesis hidden dangers.

So what about the Moon Chariot Symbol?

This is no longer a matter of stacking Arhats; the result of dozens of cards coming on at once is completely a man-made Five Finger Mountain.

Not the Moon Chariot Symbol of Sun Wukong—let alone Ultraman, he isn't even a magic person, just a pure human.

At most, he is the parent-child identity of a horse girl.

He will only be crushed under the Five Finger Mountain, leaving no complete corpse.

But in that case, for passersby, the thoroughly crushed bones and remains might still have become part of the Five Finger Mountain.

Just like now, that colossal beast shouting 'Aomo Lindun'.

It can give Aomo a more thrilling experience than a yandere landmine dark giant's call.

In his field of vision, that giant beast is not just a giant beast, but also the debris of countless damaged and broken monster limbs tearing and gripping it.

Devoid of consciousness, only instinct remains, the shattered monster limbs tightly gripping those countless fragments representing the entity 'Moon Chariot Symbol', and those fragments are still shouting at themselves with an utterly hateful tone.

It can be imagined that the entity 'Moon Chariot Symbol' was torn apart by a vast amount of monster instinct from the very beginning of the fusion.

Whether will or flesh, it is so.

But they are still making sound.

The monsters, already shattered from their rushed fusion, were linked together, each trying to fill the other's deficiencies, but adding a dog's tail to a sable was meaningless—they were all heading toward destruction together.

Yet before that, they all shared a common will.

Malice, fear, anger, disgust, hatred, despair, and killing intent.

Born from twisted monsters, they aligned with the twisted hearts of humans.

Though clearly already dead, they seemed to have dominated the Moon Chariot symbol of the fused monster, alternatively displaying the strength of human will.

Extreme obsession can overcome both physical and spiritual shortcomings together.

Aomo, having witnessed such a possibility, was deeply moved but also said it was quite impressive.

He looked at that giant beast and could see many things.

He could even see that the centaur-like posture was also a hatred for horse girls, and as his own son, a symbol of speed, he likely retained a faint, latent genetic effect—something even full manifestation couldn't achieve.

But this was also his third time seeing a horse-faced monster.

Ludwig, the negative-energy monster Huo, and this one—no matter how he hit it, it was just scratching an itch, as if it hadn't even lost as much blood as he had himself—the horse-faced hundred-body monster.

This damn thing won't budge! Bro!

He regretted not contacting his Ultraman brothers in advance, nor knocking on Xī's door, nor grabbing those one-time cards.

Of course, even if he had taken them, it wouldn't have meant much...

The Moon Chariot symbol could fight to the death, recklessly, even offering its soul to the monster—Aomo couldn't possibly do the same.

The person had already been saved; what remained was how to clean up, otherwise, once the Royal Knights noticed the problem and came over, it wouldn't just be handling this thing—it would also mean handling himself.

That World Tree bastard has no mercy at all—otherwise, the gate wouldn't have been so thoroughly destroyed back then.

Now shouting for the Twilight Sea Detective Agency to save them, I don't know if they'll arrive in time... The chief is an Alpha Beast, and the staff are friends with the Golden Armor Dragon Beast—if I tweak the relationship network a bit, could I cause an internal uprising on the spot?

No no no... better not think about this...

Though the Royal Knights have been fighting internal wars for more than a day or two, this was originally a simple matter—there's really no need to make it more complicated.

To put it bluntly...

"Actually, just stalling would've finished it, right?!"

Aomo shouted loudly, turning the card in his hand as the demon, human, and giant beast concepts recombined, and the Demon King Fusion Beast reappeared.

Compared to Galatron King, it possessed both strength and speed, and also had Mefilas's spatial movement ability—calling it a Heisei-era composite type is no exaggeration.

But considering that overall strength surpasses mere numerical balance, capable of striking, controlling, and flying, the Thunder Assassin—this posture probably should be called V2.

"Of course, data scans show its collapse rate is quite impressive! Although it's collapsing at high speed while repairing at high speed, the repair itself still consumes energy, you know~"

In the light screen, the pink-haired JK from remote intelligence support spoke with a rising tone, seeing the hundred-body horse-faced monster and being happier than seeing anything else.

Indeed, she always emphasizes the link between monsters and negative emotions, so upon seeing this Moon Chariot symbol of obsession, she could loudly praise Sparalaishi or Mopu Xishi or whatever.

But as a teammate, Aomo only felt it was impressive.

Especially since she also started playing music.

A song of unknown origin, 《LastResort》, with piano and female voice, empty and distant, as if one were in interstellar space.

Maybe it's about the same...

Under the pitch-black night sky, a vast demon god with four pairs of wings flickering frequently gazed upon the far larger hundred-body monster, and due to the height difference, forced to look up in a仰视 angle, what he saw was also a bit of the starry sky atop the other's head.

Just a bit.

This is the night of the Digital World, originally meant to have a splendid Milky Way, even to the point of March凌空.

But the other side also seemed, like Gatanjie, to have an instinct to seal off smoke.

The black clouds were swallowing the sky above, Aomo hovered by the seaside, while the other directly stepped into the seawater.

The seawater at the shore didn't even reach the other's knees, but perhaps even if it hadn't, it wouldn't matter—after all, the fusion materials of the other included sea monsters, even evil gods.

Aomo, however, didn't want to step into the water to pay homage to Diga.

Just paying homage like this—never has it been about whether he wants to think about it or not.

When he was flipping up and down by the seaside, using the jet nozzles on left and right for lateral movement, trying to position himself, position himself, a quick Q—before long, the opponent's multi-mouthed simultaneous output, multi-eyed simultaneous射击 assault still turned everything into a bullet-hell game.

Aomo, with a damn large hitbox, insisted on not having his stomach give out before two minutes were up.

The moment he fell into the water, countless tentacles and countless limbs resembling unformed organs extended from his body, reaching to grab the Demon King Fusion Beast.

The hundred-body horse-faced monster itself was a four-legged Benz, galloping toward him in the huge waves.

"Have Kai and Lipiya not replied yet?"

A demon king flashing into view from a nearby beach startled countless shellfish, crab-type Digital Beasts into fleeing in all directions.

Unseen terrifying Digital Beasts, and even more terrifying Digital Beasts—these they had little experience with, even Ultimate-level ones thought they were merely legends, so they couldn't even summarize the horror of these two, only burying their heads and fleeing.

"No reply, others might not necessarily have free time either—why don't you just scram? Let the Royal Knights handle it, or contact the Council of Gods?" Xīn Tiáo Xī chose to encourage running away.

"Master, the president won't blame you." Likewise maintaining communication, the one who should have been training, Meipu Bōpáng, also agreed.

"I'm not even concerned about this..." Turning his head to look at the Benz-like giant beast approaching, enduring the soreness from Gomora and Behemoth's power boost that had spread through his body earlier, Aomo once again attached cards to the Demon King Fusion Beast.

【Eleking】/Aireiō

【Gala】/Garatron

Garatron Spark/Discharge Beam/Grasp Beam——Fusion Enhancement!

The beam release, fully specialized for light after specialization, striving to oppose the opponent's beam, the silver-white light flow no longer a wavelength curve, but solidified within the suddenly expanded circular formation, like moonlight opposing the opponent's beam flow.

But this is still not optimistic.

Even the old and young who quietly appeared before the distant beach could see Aomo's disadvantage in the beam clash, even though in their field of view, the Demon King Fusion Beast stood on the right.

Yet that silver-white radiance still made them blink slightly, and even the opponent's giant beast's beam conduction showed a slight hesitation, allowing Aomo's Silver Moon Spark to have a slight counterattack—for those two seconds.

Indeed, the gap is still too great...

Having prepared to flash again to dodge the beam, swap cards to specialize in melee, and prepare to go up and scratch with claws, Aomo suddenly heard that cry tearing through the night sky:

"EX——calibur!

That was the true radiance that split the night, leaving Aomo stunned, yet instantly recognizing who had arrived, his eyes lighting up with joyful surprise—

Why is it you?

And… you all?

Gazing into the distance at the one holding a dazzling sword blade, ears upright, wearing glasses, the braided horse girl, and beside her, Ms. Morgan holding a long 'staff', as well as Ms. Grace, long unseen, gripping a spiral lance—

Aomo momentarily lost focus.

The result was that the next second, he was blasted by the hundred-bodied horse monster into the forest behind the beach, plowing through the land.

The drifting inertia surpassed that of a certain nurse lady flying in the sky.

The uniformly distributed scales and spines across his body made the land plowed even more perfectly.

It also left the old woman, who had intended to let Rudolf watch the two monsters fight, with a somewhat dazed expression.

Perhaps this was a second misjudgment.

She had underestimated Yue Chi that child, and overestimated this young man named Aomo.

But the ensuing developments did not disappoint her.

As someone approached from afar, shouting "Rhongomyniad," the radiant giant spear flew forth—in that instant, the ferocious demon that should have been impaled by a beam of light into the forest soil instead flashed into view beside the hundred-bodied horse monster.

Its arms, still clinging to countless clods of earth, crossed, revealing gleaming metallic claws upon them.

With the Golden Ancient Bridge and Assassin Aes's equipment attached, they sought to seize the moment when the storm anchor binding the stars pierced the beast, to personally tear into the monster's interior!