Chapter 609

It's worth mentioning that monster fusion users usually cannot enjoy the luxurious troubles of Ultraman's human form.

It's as if their own skill list is flipped over, and they often have choice difficulties...

Most monsters' skills are few, and those with many skills usually contain some artificial elements.

There are obviously quite a few cosmic beings with many skills, but the vessels that carry their power are not easy to obtain.

After all, even they themselves rarely encounter such beings, so naturally they can't talk about obtaining data or power, let alone trying to imitate them.

Like Beiliya's cards, which are one‑off products drawn from demon fragments, there is also the precedent of a certain Seileibuluo who daily goes bankrupt in the card pool while saving up for the pity timer.

Therefore, if Aomo wants to get some Zuoge, Hei'an Zaji, Hei'an Lujiai'er, or even QQ lifeform cards……

Either hope those guys come over themselves through crossing, or hope that the otherworld route brings goods, or try to talk to the Kingdom of Light office, probing whether they're willing to share the database……

He still has a card‑pool machine with unfriendly drop rates at home, using the Kingdom of Light's technology; believing that Xikari's gang can easily obtain monster power.

But they just don't bother.

Moreover, aside from the negative energy component, the portion belonging to this Love Dao starry sky is dwindling.

For now, there are hardly any cosmic beings among the cards in hand; most are monsters, ultra‑beasts, mechanical monsters, and mechanical products of Aomo, and combat skills and fighting style still have to be developed by oneself.

"Eh! No materials!! Also knowing that you can draw…"

—

One can feel a heaviness…… on the contrary, one should go to the infirmary.

"After all this time, how could there still be no mercenaries coming here? Even the Star Alliance officials have banned mercenaries from entering, especially specifying that necromancers are forbidden to come here to make unboxing videos; if caught, they are sentenced to death, and even their souls are retained."

You are also aware of your own training volume, deeply knowing that your experience back then should have been so exhausted that walking was too swift.

"Are you responsible for the preliminary observation of the next operation? Just now, the distortion wave of the seventh star of the Net constellation increased a bit."

Fortunately, this field is still somewhat of a blue ocean.

Consecutive punches linked together, causing the purplish‑red halo to merge into a sheet, simultaneously breaking the opponent's connection to the stars and further swallowing the power cauldron to take the opponent's negative energy.

Everything disappeared.

—!

Although there had been movement before.

This phrase, once like a sharp blade cutting open the heart, echoes again now, mingling into this dream‑like dialogue, causing the white surging and undulating in my eyes to reflect countless tiny figures, and even in this even more white‑dark vast boundless expanse, a pair of golden lights lights up.

At the same time, at the Central Taresen training ground, the brown‑haired horse girl who was finishing up her training at the edge and finally preparing to have lunch suddenly paused her steps, shook her head, lowered her gaze to her own body, feeling somewhat puzzled by this inexplicable heaviness just now.

As everyone knows, even students of the spirit‑summoning studies will also make use of lingering grudges, while household uses are all orthodox soul power.

Of course, in the broad sense, Xu Shao's heretics also love that.

"Tears never shed are like a song of the soul……"

"Elegant, slender yet strong and agile, yet absolutely not the elegance that hinders mundane things!"

Instantly, the red‑clan colleague lifting dumbbells nearby looked over and asked: "What's wrong?"

Actually, as said, even these heretics occasionally find it hard to avoid the side effects of dealing with that kind of negative energy.

These energies are clearly this bad to get along with.

Clenching his teeth, he could hear the monster's miserable howls and frenzied chant, and not the distorted hymns, frenzied prayers, weird chants, and this dream‑like dialogue that came together with the negative energy.

All we can say is that being beaten up by the big thugs of the Kingdom of Light was indeed miserable; considering the age gap, it's truly the village kids bullying you, old and strong.

Yet it seemed as if encountering compression, it retracted its original spaciousness, fluctuating back and forth frequently, obviously retreating in some kind of opposition.

Is it an illusion?

Because the energy swallowed by the Eye Q is all feeding back into oneself.

"Wow, that's harsh! If it's a mercenary, what could be the reason for adding insult to injury? He always gets cleaned up by our Ou Bu juniors before provoking some Aodo cosmic being, right?"

Aomo, in several successful attacks, probed that this negative‑energy monster had not yet become a captive of the Aodo starry sky, and thus, following the idea of fighting mechanical monsters, chose a counter‑weapon.

Heaven's Gate City, Kingdom of Light office, observation room.

But if we want the ultimate in handling while reducing mental strain, we still have to use monster cards as equipment cards.

With a single eye piercing through, in the midst of rapid absorption, standing upon the sunlight, and also before the body and far away, upon the countless gazes observing the battle from afar.

But Aomo is not some heretic, and has never truly trained or studied how to contain or use that kind of energy.

Let Grandpa break his health potions and weakening drugs, then lower his HP minimum!

Leaving behind a single utterance that can only be heard on the scene, a puzzling Dongyan phrase:

Countless white stars and the absurd moon surface cracked simultaneously, at the moment this false white night reflected the sunlight, the demon king wielding a terrifying giant eye utterly shattered the phantom behind the eye.

Just like Aomo's weapon switching of seven‑in‑a‑row here, which has the air of a knight's shed weakening device, and I finally also found the most suitable attribute‑counter 'weapon'.

Even if it's broken, it can still be used; fusion beasts also add a bit of operational space.

A few months later, our Ultraman team went to find Hasuta for team building; the surge of distortion waves that could be intercepted all around the seventh star of the Net constellation lasted a whole week of Star Alliance days, and yet we didn't send a small group of mercenaries to intercept them, nor did we organize a team to try to haul Hasuta's true form.

"The king's tattered robes flutter…"

And at the same time in this inner realm.

It even needs to fluctuate even more.

"Eh, what's going on?" A silver‑clan observer standing behind the instrument felt somewhat puzzled.

"No mercenary gang came here to shear wool again, right?" the red‑clan colleague remarked.

"Me too!"

Bring him over!

【Eye Q】

It seems as if nothing tangible shatters, together with a thread of will projected from afar.

"They said it's settled, but haven't the violent monsters wandering the universe…? Our place is just… once every seven mountains."

"As of now, what are the shades of white and dark in your heart? Has he never noticed them?"

This is the white darkness given shape by the mold, the white darkness I have locked away, casting an indifferent glance inward.

——

That is not what Aomo is doing right now.

That is actually a low-risk handling.

Like a prosthetic ape-arm, the rigid 'gauntlet' combines energy absorption with physical damage.

Still want to make up for it?

Even the honest, restrained Yellow-clothed King, still unrecovered from serious injury, is this offensively bad; moreover, lately Xiao Li has been developing followers' blood recovery—clearly, the inner gods of theirs to come are all concerned about followers.

Just as the super vibration waves of wild Gomora are used to dig the earth, while under human control they can be used to unleash fierce output, and even to pull off some fancy tricks—monsters usually don't have one or two talents, like Red King, a pure muscle rod (Jonias Red King can spit light beams, first-generation Red King can spit stones, that lineage is also considered pure muscle, though some are pure muscle) are still comparatively many.

Conditions such as gradually becoming wayward in temperament and disheveled in appearance are everywhere.

Then there was no pat sound.

Inside Mefimos's body, in the demon's eye pupils already stained with dark red, a pitch‑white crack is rapidly splitting open, just like the serpent‑pupil appearance when facing Aimu Zhiji long after.

Only the High Spirit School, which is not of the dead‑spirit system, would love that kind of thing.

This pitch‑white crack, presenting from a diamond shape, shows a trend of expanding toward an oval, evidently about to completely cover the original dark red.

I also released the chapter early; the starting point backend's design will default to retaining the previous update time… sigh, forget it, anyway I don't have OCD.

By the way, this book's two cousin old gods are just unlucky bastards.

Do you remember when the starship sank in the Pacific Ocean, leaking psychic radiation? Hmm, R'lyeh lies at the bottom of the South Pacific Ocean.

So a certain green‑skinned fatty, asleep, had his hometown smashed through, and the radiation made him even greener.

Then Hastur had mercenaries go open boxes as foreshadowing before, followed by an Ultraman expedition, and then now……

By the way, the best way to gain followers in this era is through idols and streamers(