Chapter 861: NO．230: Originally just wanted to watch monsters fight crickets (4K)

NO．230：Originally just wanted to watch monsters fight crickets（4K）

In the Holy Terra Federation's high‑security route options, interdimensional space is inevitably an option.

The relation of such interdimensional spaces to the main material world is like the compartments of a wallet, one layer after another, stacked very finely, which also means the route conditions are excellent, allowing many diversions.

But reaching such an interdimensional space itself requires a fairly high technical threshold.

If one wishes to stay and travel within it, that is an even greater technical cost.

Thus interdimensional navigation technology never became widespread; it has remained a niche safe route, appearing in the choices of top‑tier logistics.

This safety is genuine, because interdimensional routes have never had stable operation, meaning each use's dimension is random—and the dimensions attached to the main material world are so numerous that it is extremely hard to encounter other users.

In the vast majority of cases the route stays clear while being extremely hard to locate, even for the police.

Thus interdimensional travel became the premium choice for secure transport, and also the ultimate pursuit of illegal transport operators!

And then today.

The vanguard ship of the Alien Business Alliance achieved an accomplishment that most of its peers have never managed.

【Intercepted by police armed fleets in the interdimensional route】

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This is not exactly unprecedented; after all, the police database does contain records of such extremely rare cases.

But the second achievement in the chain that followed is truly without any record:

【Data‑corrosion coverage, forcibly pulled out of interdimensional space by the data world】

This achievement was accomplished jointly by both sides—while the police armed fleet specialized in interdimensional travel was still cycling through arrest proclamations.

The crimson data patterns had already spread outward; the police warships, together with the three Ultramen floating at the front, witnessed together with the enemy vanguard ship that physical transformation of heaven and earth.

The crimson data bulwark covering the high sky, with the sunset beneath it and the ruined earth bathed in afterglow.

Lingering flames and black smoke, scattered remnants of ruined buildings displayed the land, presenting an extreme apocalyptic panorama before everyone.

But they had no time to marvel at the sight before facing the imminent crisis:

"Observer! Report status!"

"This stability index… is the data world!"

"Report! Dimensional linkage imbalance, power system thrown into chaos!"

"Prepare for emergency landing!"

"This is……"

An aircraft carrier specialized for interdimensional dimensions, the moment it landed in the data space felt as if yanked out of its comfort zone, making even simple levitation difficult to maintain.

But a certain super‑agent who was originally aboard the ship would realize, upon entering the data space, that he could leap straight out of the vessel and transform into a fighter jet.

Like a fish in water.

It is worth mentioning that this embarrassing abnormality of armed vehicles occurs not only with the police——

——the opposing vanguard ship, which is larger than the police aircraft carrier in specifications, creates a far greater disturbance when it crashes.

And the biggest difference here is that this side has only three giants and a group of 'little people' stabilizing the fleet everywhere, whereas the Business Alliance's vanguard ship crash releases countless 'mosquitoes' that fly out of the hull and turn into towering aliens.

——those closest to the ship are frantically reaching out, lifting legs, extending tentacles.

In the tension of trying to rescue the falling model toy while fearing to smash it, they protect the ship's steady landing.

This is to save many slow‑reacting comrades and the stationed technicians; although looking after companions seems strange to the LeoniX, it is their choice for survival.

First they fell into encirclement, then an artificial brain malfunction, and now they have ended up in this strange world together with the police—although not all LeoniX grasp the seriousness, a few leaders can react and issue orders, which is enough.

Fact proves that their 'team' decision was correct.

Because the instant after the enlarged LeoniX stabilized the vanguard ship with a encircling formation, allowing it to land safely, several jade‑like beams shot down!

ValisDistorts/Balis Twist·Shattered Electromagnetic Beam

Amid the wounded's screams, the ship commander's shouts, and the gaze of police and Ultramen, the Final Arbiter Gilbalis, in full form, ultimate mode/destroyer mode, manifested from the expanding crimson sigil!

"Target locked, hostile group." A calm, low male voice with an electronic texture issued the proclamation.

"Gilbalis, execute destruction."

The beam cannon barrels fired at full speed!

Dozens of irradiation‑type electromagnetic beams almost turned into jade‑colored light‑flow blades, easily piercing the bodies of the huge LeoniX, yet failing to sweep away the countless targets beneath them.

"Defense formation, fill the gaps!"

"Those who can raise shields, step forward!"

"All non‑technical personnel, leave the ship and engage!"

"Technical personnel, keep trying to link headquarters and branches! Since it's come to this, we must muster our forces!"

Though the orders sound like a chorus of voices, they actually come from all sides; in the absence of an external brain, the fear of death greatly reinforced these LeoniX, who ought to be lazy and arrogant, each fighting on their own.

They voiced no complaints, and their execution of orders was even stronger than before, yet their gaze was mostly not directed at Gilbalis, whose eyes burned with fierce red light.

Instead, each couldn't help but glance toward the edge of this world.

After long years in trade, fighting opportunities were scarce, even the battlefield unfamiliar to the LeoniX; they still had courage for one‑on‑one duels, but faced with such an encirclement……

Many among them first thought of how to create a chance to run away.

But when they paid attention to their surroundings, they would notice those ruins, those broken metal fragments, which seemed somewhat familiar……

"At first glance it looks like the devastation of Kuxia Planet, but it is actually one of ten monster factories reproduced via data sync; in the distance lies the wreckage of the mothership, and the gray‑dark area to the west is the monster graveyard……"

Under the gaze of two out of three pairs of eyes that were quite strange, Aomo took the form of a demon, stood on the shoulder of an enormously large witch‑cowboy, and gave everyone a venue explanation.

Be aware, the ability to enlarge is not limited to aliens alone; in the data world, upon meeting a partner and being permitted to release the daily‑compressed data amount, an ultimate‑form Digimon can likewise assume a giant‑like appearance.

——this also caused many officers walking out of the ship to unconsciously look upward, then be startled by the commander's cough into a shiver.

But they still couldn't help but glance.

Super‑giant southern hemisphere, bro!

The ground view is excellent!

As the captain of Teqiju, likewise the one in charge of command on-site, Bìcuìkèsī, looking up and not seeing Aomo's figure, was speechless; glancing at her subordinates' gazes, they carried a hint of resentment.

Although she couldn't see the figure, the demon's voice kept coming through the earpiece, and due to the demonization, his voice carried a few hoarse, muffled tones like a poor-quality channel, making her involuntarily tap the earpiece.

"Don't rush to oppose Jí'ěrbālìsī; for now, He who has the Heart of Terra stabilizing is our ally."

"Furthermore, after forcibly linking data from ten monster factories and seven monster graveyards via data corruption, we can say that all our enemies are here, with no chance of escape; however, correspondingly..."

"As his words fell, the three Ultramen all saw various points of light suddenly appearing before the Léi'àoníkèsī, which then turned into monsters."

Almost instantly, the field of view became crowded.

"The remnants are all here."

The demon who also witnessed this scene sighed, and the shark-tooth-like sharp alignment of his tooth gaps also leaked a stream of silver flame.

"However, Jí'ěrbālìsī also confirmed this scene, and the red light in his eyes intensified; the dark-golden impact-type antenna at the front of the dragon's head immediately shot out a dark-red data pillar, soaring into the sky."

In the next moment, countless splendid magic arrays expanded from the dark-red data stream covering the high sky.

【Magic Mechanical Matrix: Legion Transfer】

One after another, silver dragons: Jiālātèlóng I-type, MK2-type, fell from above to below.

"Uh… Aomo-san, are you sure there's no problem?"

Jie De, who was a bit PTSD about this scene, felt especially uneasy; the last time he saw such a scene, it was him, Sai Luo, and Ōubù fighting this group.

Of course, it was just unease; he wasn't surprised that Jí'ěrbālìsī, from liberation to now, had found enough metal within ten minutes to realize armor embodiment and even replicated the efficiency of producing the Jiālātèlóng legion.

"After all, at its peak, Jí'ěrbālìsī could directly corrupt data planets to invade material planets, with the legion's transmission unrestricted, even capable of cross-dimensional deployment, extending the 'will of justice to reshape civilization and end conflict' to other universes."

"Now, Jí'ěrbālìsī not having shrouded the entire Earth's cities and residents in the data domain has surprised him greatly—in his view, that fellow Jí'ěrbālìsī should be impossible to improve."

"Unable to be persuaded by words or to modify the program, the only way to stop Him is to destroy Him; that's what he, Sai Luo, and Hóngkǎi used to do."

"Although Aomo said there was the Heart of Terra stabilizing, he had no concept of the Heart of Terra, and was already prepared to rush out and knee-strike; seeing this scene made him tense all over."

"No problem, listen—those Jiālātèlóng are even playing the sound of peace." The demon raised his hand, pointing to those far-off collectively playing ethereal sound waves.

"But they… are firing cannons while playing music on the other side…" Jie De watched the scene of those mechanical dragons and other monsters grappling together, feeling quite awkward.

It felt like seeing someone carrying a speaker and fighting.

"No problem, knock them down and we'll have peace; I believe the Heart of Terra is how it communicates." The demon nodded, as if convincing himself.

"But still, let them change the song, miss; can you communicate with them?"

He turned his head, looking toward the huge side profile beside him, whose golden hair tips could engulf him.

The digimon's flattening into paper-thin forms is truly unbelievable; they are clearly this huge, yet no enlarged pores are visible on their cheeks.

Half of the face covered by the mask still revealed a hint of delicacy and allure.

"I'm not a witch beast, how am I supposed to talk with them?"

"... You don't need to answer me."

Only by tightly pulling the strap at the collar of its leather garment could the little demon not be blown down the shoulder by the warm breath carried with the words; as its whole body swayed like a ribbon, it emitted a wooden sigh.

"I rarely want to repay your courtesy, but you don't have a wind‑blocking card, do you!" The Beirust beast awkwardly turned its head.

"Yes, but before using that card, being able to rest without burden for a few minutes is a few minutes."

"Then do you want to lie on my chest? I can pull open the ring above; I've seen in human data that people often rest like that."

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The giant maiden's voice was naturally loud, so loud that even if Aomo didn't lower his head to look, or even if he covered his eyes with five fingers, he could still keenly sense many gazes directed at him with his sharp spiritual perception.

It felt wise to turn off the microphone reception setting beside the ear; otherwise, one wouldn't know what could be heard.

But even without those audience members' words, there were messages sent by the on‑site audience.

A very short message.

【I won't ask for everything:?】

Short yet powerful, it made Aomo cross out the light screen and say: "No need; regardless of what you're looking at, first only people with sufficiently close relationships would do that."

"Wasn't my relationship with my partner close enough?"

"That's another matter, and you really don't need to answer me." The demon, once again disheveled in the wind, spoke wearily.

"And everyone, stop looking at jokes; focus on protecting Jí'ěrbālìsī. If He is defeated, or if it's merely a situation where His computing power is affected, this zoo‑like data world is highly likely to collapse."

"Why didn't you say that earlier?!" Sai Luo immediately rushed out.

Before him, the silent Lipiya had already raised her arm and flown out the instant Aomo's words fell.

"How could there be a day to protect Jí'ěrbālìsī…" The three Ultras, the youngest among them who fell last, muttered.

Behind him, the officers of the police bureau and the Two Worlds Safety Bureau executors were also keeping close, but because they were tiny compared to the sixty‑plus‑meter giant, they might not be noticeable from afar.

For a moment, the only thing left on the scene was the Beirust beast still in place; holding two proportionally enlarged spears, even just the rotating gun flower carried a muffled wind sound, the 'lotus root'.

"Do I still not need to catch up with them?"

"Sigh, I originally just wanted to see if Jí'ěrbālìsī could force out the enemy commander; there's no need to rush," the demon sighed again, "letting them protect doesn't mean letting them go into battle; clearly, a damaged black dragon is more likely to make the enemy let their guard down."

Never did I expect that, while enjoying a great seat to watch monster fights, I would continually feel weary at heart.

"Is that just to wait a bit longer?" The Beirust beast gazed into the distance.

There, a new monster squad and a giant cosmic being were joining the battlefield—it could be seen that the opposite side was also striving to gather the scattered troops everywhere.

Originally, the Hypolite star people and others were merely a vanguard, and Gilbalis ultimately failed to crush the main force and logistics in under ten minutes.

"No, once they go up there's no point in waiting, come on."