Chapter 871: with translation of chapter title

NO. 240: Are you also waiting for a delivery?

Evolution/evolution/evolution

It is not the data-volume enhancement mentioned in the Digimon domain, but rather, in biology, it refers to the change of hereditary traits within a population across generations.

In other words, it is the change in gene frequency within a population.

It is worth noting that, although everyone's perception of evolution is becoming stronger, the biological basis of evolution itself is fundamentally for adapting to the environment, or rather... for survival.

The so-called evolution in this direction often extends toward a single specific field.

Their representatives are like Earth's various flora and fauna; the many changes they have undergone mostly consist of... changes that, to ordinary eyes, would be seen as a kind of degeneration.

But this is still "evolution," because the ones that ultimately survive are the winners.

However, when a population awakens self-awareness, possesses intelligence, and begins consciously pursuing evolution, this process actually starts to align with their impression, advancing along the popularly conceived path of "faster, stronger, more beautiful."

Energy cultivation, genetic adjustment, quantum interference... the Holy Terra Federation today has indeed taken this path, only more individualistic—

—not a unified evolution of an entire species, but each pursuing its own.

And if we speak of what truly matches the popular conception of evolution—namely, a species undergoing a major leap in life form—it is generally the Ultramen.

Ultraman—their original name—already constitutes an ultimate definition.

However, in the universe where the Ultramen reside, the so-called ultimate lifeform is not exclusive to the Ultraman clan.

Leaving aside those little golden figures who, like anglers, recite titles, clan names, and their own names at length upon seeing people, the ultimate lifeforms recognized by the Ultramen, though few, are impossible to ignore whenever they appear.

The Raybamondo aliens are one such example.

Once the ultimate lifeform that led a monster army to rule the universe for tens of thousands of years, after its physical body was destroyed, it spread Raybamondo genes or souls through possession elsewhere, seeking new heirs to occupy their bodies in order to regain dominion over the cosmos.

Having once controlled the extradimensional monster Buruton, causing a galactic crisis of massive spacetime chaos that let monsters from different universes appear everywhere, it is also the chief culprit/important patch that allowed monsters like Golzan and EyeQ—those from alternate worlds (the Heisei Trio, Decker, Tiga, and Blazar universes, which do not align with M78)—to appear on the Land of Light set.

Of course, after Sai Luo's movie opened the Ao Peng multiverse, the matter of "monsters showing up on the wrong set" no longer really requires Him to take the blame.

But this does not mean He has truly rested; on the contrary, the opening of the multiverse concept has made Him even more mentally active, constantly thinking of various schemes to make a comeback.

And this is precisely why the Ultraman clan actively calls Him an ultimate lifeform.

Even if His body is destroyed, His soul remains immortal, not wandering as a lonely ghost in a graveyard, but returning with considerable tenacity.

Raybamondo's mental strength is unquestionable; his vast experience, enough to be called extensive, ensures that no matter what predicament He falls into, He can find an opportunity to restart the "Reonix Chicken-Eating Contest."

But this time, He has to admit that He is indeed somewhat impatient.

He does not regret it.

He believes that even if it were the half-dead, wandering-soul Belial from the beginning, seeing Aomo Lindun would not be able to restrain himself.

By comparison, His former self could still take a look, wait a bit, and that already counts as having ample patience.

But such patience did not actually help Raybamondo's actions much.

When He genuinely invaded the depths of Aomo Lindun's soul and declared war on that Hei'an as vast as the universe, He fell into a bitter struggle.

High-voltage thunderbolts of King Hapairui, Gomora's super shockwave, Bemestar's destructive ray.

EyeQ's mental illusion, Alipont's acidic corrosion, Reginade's shotgun barrage.

After boulder-like asteroids hurled by Behemoth and King Kong Bridge, there followed the Love Ghost and Mazalas aliens brandishing longswords and naginata, darting left and right—

Whoosh!

With both fists bracing, sparks flying, the massive shock shattered the blades, and then the dark-red thunder released from the palm had already covered them both.

Without the slightest pause, He surged forward, dodging beam after beam and missile after missile, then saw even more "star points."

No end.

No limit.

The multitude of stars responding to His challenge far exceeds those few visible up close, and each of those entities is a genuine, ferocious monster.

They fear no death, they come one after another; when you think they are merely some kind of expendable void, you instead find their eyes gleaming with spirit, and even more so when they reappear after destruction...

They began to show some coordination, and also began to undergo some changes.

They possess learning ability, and they even roar at each other, seemingly communicating, which made Raybamondo secretly astonished in the tense struggle, yet also continually delighted.

Too astonishing!

The world deep within the soul not only hosts multiple living beings, but the vast majority are monsters; and when Itself appears, those monsters that had been charging and surrounding It will immediately yield, even cease, as if, as if...

Bang——!

As the distant twin moons swooped down, approaching with the double-eye likeness of a giant serpent, that was the moment He countered with a wormhole-formed giant palm, producing a tremendous roar.

"Aomo Lindun! Do you really style yourself as the king of monsters?!"

He laughed while asking, despite being suppressed by the opponent's speed+power coming from afar, so that in the next instant He turned into a flash of fire slicing the darkness, was flung onto a barren stretch of land—then breaking through the crust, delving into the core, and breaking through the crust again.

A planet with a huge hole had already been flung behind Him in that manner.

"King?"

As the black-and-white demon extended from the serpent's mouth raised its claws and pressed down, Raybamondo faintly heard some sound.

Then he raised his head.

Then he saw a colossal palm capable of holding a star in its hand, descending from above to cover Him, and that palm originated from an iron giant bearing a dark-red ring.

"The federal system has been in place for two thousand years; don't tack that feudal title onto me."

Gazing at that, even able to oppose it with an even more massive hand, Raybamondo, who grows stronger against the strong, the fiend's tone remained unchanged, just like his expression.

"I am merely trying to restrain them as much as possible."

Zila——!!

Boom——!!

Like three radiant giant dragons spreading their wings, they released noisy lightning in this simulated universe that should have thin air.

At the same time, a colossal upright lizard standing on another distant planet spewed atomic flames capable of piercing the atmosphere and shooting straight into space.

One left, one right, they came straight toward those hands that were straining to uphold the iron god, so that the ultimate lifeform, seemingly unable to shift its posture, converged.

Then, at some unknown time, they turned into Those.

You, unintentionally, gave the dark a form with the image most deeply impressed upon you—suddenly withdrawing your hand, at the moment of disappearance, Leblondo's probing palm had already appeared before the demon.

The binding beam of solidified psychic energy turned into light arrived instantly; an innate ability easily restrained the Ultraman, making him unable to resist this binding technique, yet the demon reversed and tightly pulled it.

Just a form?

Of course it's not just a form—that's why it's all the more surprising!

It wasn't a prolonged stalemate; instead, Leblondo rushed in and his punch landed on nothing.

"Aomo Lindun, join me! I will make you a ruler far surpassing Belial in excellence!"

The giant serpent avoided the attack along an arc; the next moment, the pitch‑black rainbow light and nine unevenly thick silver‑white beams shot from the "star points" arrived, along with Aomo's response, as promised.

"Don't impose your dreams on others; this is a basic understanding I gained from my profession—don't you have any professional competence? Leblondo."

"Professional competence? Don't joke—you, whose soul's depths are this very appearance, still want to talk about wanting an ordinary life?"

"Could it be that I am like this deep in my soul precisely because I once wanted an ordinary life?"

Behind the large turtle species with fin‑like limbs carrying a blue‑flame current, the demon raised his hand as a signal; the blood‑filled basin beneath his feet instantly spewed a blue beam that stretched 500,000 kilometers, piercing even the planets along its path.

The opponent did not dodge; the beam struck true, easily taking away half of the opponent's body.

But this was meaningless.

"In any case, you just want to resist, right?"

The opponent's body was restored in the next moment, just as the points of light beneath this starry sky are endless.

A clash in the spirit world, a contest of mental stamina.

In this environment where the sense of time's passage is quite distorted, Aomo, who should have had the home‑field advantage, had long since given up trading blows with the opponent—who knows how many hours ago—and now it is basically monsters and armor doing the fighting.

Even the strategy of directly suppressing it has failed before; the opponent seems well versed in the path of body‑snatching, not only leaving no feedback from the physical soul‑destroying method of the posterior crystal, but also managing to hold his own five‑five even with the home‑field advantage.

Rather than being the strength of a cosmic overlord, it seems more like an internal drain based on the same authority.

However, this is not much different from the situation calculated by Gilbarils… Aomo thought, watching the opponent's strike increase the output that shattered the big race sand.

"Don't you care about your companions in the real world either?"

It's clear that the Leblondo aliens are extremely patient, still appearing completely at ease even now.

This incessant chattering is even more annoying than the typical loud‑mouthed male lead in other works.

"If we keep draining each other like this, it's likely your companions will fall first—but don't underestimate the aggressiveness my memories with Belial grant you, and furthermore…" He looked at this turbulent abyss: "You still have this darkness constantly flowing out."

Aomo had wanted to say he too was patient, but he was still preoccupied with the match.

Now this somewhat passive battle strategy is merely because he's waiting for his brother's part to come.

"It's fine; soon I'll be weakened, and if they can still go down, that would be too embarrassing."

? What does that mean?

The Leblondo alien blinked: "You wouldn't really expect the humans' officers' source‑energy curse to work on us, would you?"

"I am an ultimate life form… What?!"

"You can feel it? Turns out you really did allocate my permission."

Seeing the opponent's face finally show a clear change, the demon became even more annoyed.

He raised his hand to receive the two cards brought by his other incarnation, the black serpent.

The two brand‑new cards were one, Gatán Jéhe, and two, Gilbarils; at the same time, a patch of flat ground in this space had already erected a tower capable of covering souls with a digitized world and truly consolidating permissions through a system.

Meanwhile, nearby, the enormous revolving nautilus let out a cry like an elephant's, causing the entire darkness that looks like starry sky but is actually an abyss to churn completely.

"Now I have waited for what I was waiting for; what are you still waiting for?"