Chapter 780

NO. 149: Breaking Stereotypes, Promoting the New Trend of the Era

The Land of Light, the greatest militaristic empire stationed in the M78 Nebula.

The supreme ruler is the King of Ultras, but usually the Father of Ultras handles the government.

The King of Ultras is more of a deity‑level being and does not readily intervene.

Assisting with childbirth is an exception.

Although they take maintaining universal peace as their duty, although they always fly to Japan, although they often stay elsewhere to fight, although they constantly cause the populace and defense forces to question their stance several times, even having hostile episodes.

But you cannot therefore treat them as the U. S. forces stationed in Japan.

At least they truly are maintaining universal peace, not provoking wars everywhere.

Even their interstellar wars with other tribes can only reach the level of a village brawl; the great Dao cannot be worn down, and the commotion still isn't as big as when Sai Luo's team once faced the Belial Legion——

——If this still doesn't prove the difference, you must be a bit crazy.

The opposing side usually also points out that they don't only land in Japan, for example places like Malaysia, the United States, etc., even China has had occurrences, though they were struck out (crossed out).

Of course, these places are also where the U. S. military would like to go, but they simply cannot find an opportunity.

But you can't just twist logic, right?

Ultraman would not become a terrorist; even many aliens who have been beaten by Ultraman, while in a state of hostility or even deep hatred, still affirm his kindness and justice——and this often becomes the key point they use to oppose and threaten Ultraman.

How could one not affirm it? What a fine weakness!

They would love to help Ultraman promote, so that all who share their goals join, to overthrow the hegemony of the Land of Light that recklessly intervenes, hinders, and destroys their invasion plans.

A Babar alien named Batum also shares this understanding.

He believes in Ultraman's light and justice more than anyone, because that brilliance and splendor have countless times thwarted his ancestors, his predecessors, and even the plans of his fellow clansmen whom he has helped.

The longer you fight this clan, the more you can affirm their foolish persistence and come to believe it wholeheartedly.

But.

But……

He looked at the transmission terminal before him, which, although promptly taken over by backup power, had still been interrupted and needed re‑confirmation, then gazed toward the distance——

Rising from the ground, a huge evil‑filled lone eye hung high in mid‑air.

A majestic iron‑faced beast descended amidst the high‑pressure cyclonic storm.

Emerging from the swirl of dark currents, each step was like a ghost's intermittent tread, his body further pierced by several residual arrows, like a pallid warrior of the undead.

Moreover, something drifted down slowly from mid‑air; when it neared the ground, a scorching storm twisted all nearby metal and gelatinous structures on buildings and roads, even the floor‑to‑ceiling window before him.

That tall, slender, sharp figure was truly a brand‑new version of a cosmic dinosaur he had never seen before.

And……

Standing among them, an Ultraman with a fierce gaze.

The briefest description, yet the most shocking impact to alien hearts.

"……" For a moment, that Babar alien even lost the ability to speak.

What the heck, seeing Ultraman Sai Luo and a bunch of monsters carrying out a terrorist attack!

And why does it look so natural!?

"WreckingBurst!" / Destruction Burst

Just as he was stunned, a young person's roar while releasing a light‑beam technique surged into his ears.

Thus, in the next second, before he could turn his head, the blue‑white beam wrapped in black‑red lightning had already pierced the farthest reaches of his field of view.

It easily toppled his dedicated subordinates who had spontaneously grown giant to meet the fight without any urging.

He also thus noticed that Ultraman, who had been outside his view, had rushed into the ferocious crowd amid the explosion's roar and stood shoulder‑to‑shoulder with them.

That Ultraman had an even more ferocious gaze; although it was the first time seeing him, there is no doubt he is highlighted in the intelligence.

He is Jie De Ultraman, the son of Belial.

——He is also precisely the top‑grade target that superiors demanded be captured on sight.

If it were his usual self, seeing him would have made him act immediately in delighted surprise.

But at this very moment, his first reaction was actually a dry remark:

Oh…… this too is quite natural.

I don't understand…… am I dreaming?

Is this the current trend of Ultraman warriors? The Babar alien is somewhat bewildered.

Batum has lurked in this world for eight years; although he can only indirectly learn the current state of his home cosmos from colleagues and friends, the version of the Land of Light he hears sounds unchanged.

The Ultraman in his mind has always retained the usual image; even the unfamiliar clerks who occasionally appear on Terra Federation TV, the youngsters, also practice and reinforce his stereotype.

But now……

"Boss! A big problem has occurred!!"

"I can see it!!"

Although he was only pulled out of that deadly stupor by subordinates who suddenly rushed forward, he still tried to regain his former poise in his speech, attempting to preserve the fact that he had been stunned into a daze by the shock and nearly missed the best reaction opportunity.

"Let them all take the front! I will immediately notify headquarters for support! Absolutely no leakage of information from here! Relocate everything!!"

He immediately issued the orders, appearing orderly, yet he alone forgot the communications terminal before him.

"Hurry up and do it! I… I still need to upload the report I've prepared!!"

His subconscious gaze swept over the desktop screen.

He then shouted loudly: "The opponent is clearly Aomo Lindun! My suspicion is correct!!"

Although he had never seen them and wasn't sure whether those monsters were the opponent's subordinates, the original plan's conception was sufficient.

Under the current circumstances, this not only does not hinder, but actually provides more persuasive power for him to later forge evidence——although it remains unclear who is attacking.

While giving orders to his subordinates, he had already envisioned the next few steps and prepared to casually have a subordinate transform and slip away; the Babar alien watched as his subordinate drew out a communications terminal, received orders, and ran off, then he himself turned back.

He was about to resend when he suddenly felt the blinding light and the rising temperature—already enough to make him uncomfortable, he who was accustomed to the dark universe, even though he could endure heat unlike the cold dead silence, at this moment he still couldn't help but lift his head in irritation.

——Gazing at the scorching yellow fireball entwined with the pitch-black flame serpent.

——It was a fireball that completely filled the floor-to-ceiling window's view, and was still expanding.

This fireball has a rather cjb nickname that once became a laughingstock:

One-trillion-degree fireball

The glass strength of the data building that those who came to challenge it.

——

"Ah—really hot, Lin Dun, what are you doing hitting there?"

"Saying hello, someone there is calling my name."