Chapter 970: with translation of chapter title

No. 93: Chaos, its name is delirium.

In any cultural circle, if you stay long enough, you will come into contact with proverbs and colloquialisms.

That is one of the most obvious manifestations of civilization itself, and every saying can be seen as a crystallization of culture.

From this perspective, the Mefilas aliens' habit of speaking in proverbs can be seen as both an acknowledgment of the local civilization and a roundabout threat.

—showing just how deeply their understanding of the local culture has penetrated, thereby telling you what kind of opponent you are facing.

However, this behavior is also too ostentatious, like not only hanging one's identity documents in the most conspicuous place but also using projection technology to enlarge them.

If one does not encounter an opponent of equal or greater strength, this is indeed quite a convenient way to handle things.

But the fact is, there's always a sky beyond the sky.

You couldn't predict whether in the next second a golden dark shadow would be staring at you from afar, ready to burn the arms factory you had surrounded to ashes.

After it truly appeared, you just clapped your hands and left.

Leaving with a composed and still elegant demeanor, as if merely a small deal had fallen through.

But you clearly missed the opportunity to acquire over six billion biological weapons.

For the entire universe, which has long been restricted by interstellar treaties from using any technological weapons other than biological ones, and whose development has consequently been sluggish for a long time, this is an opportunity that cannot be missed no matter what.

And the root of all these problems is simply underestimating the determination of the opposing side (Lipiya).

You understand the psychology of countless earthlings, playing their inner rhythms in the palm of your hand, but how well do you understand your true opponent?

You actually know that if you disturb Zuofei to come intervene, all your current schemes will lose their meaning.

But you still didn't expect him to take such a measure.

This is your mistake, forcing you to admit that this business venture has completely failed.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles……

This is probably a proverb you missed back then, right?

Mefilas.

The fingertip spins that extremely warning-significant card; each time it is used, one shares the comfort brought by extraordinarily high synchronization, a monster card that exceeds normal performance, while Aomo gazes into the distance at the giant appearing with red silver armor.

And the giant opposite him, clad in a black long robe, with a ferocious face.

Gulite VS Yalikexisi. Kailifu.

For many people, this is all too familiar a scene.

Especially a certain black-haired girl in the classroom, who at the moment this scene appears, instinctively glances over at the pink-haired girl beside her, who looks astonished.

The latter quickly pulls out her phone to shout, and if there is no response, she turns into a flash acupressure therapist, tapping the smart device's keyboard interface at extremely high speed.

While sending the message, she also tries to call the youth she usually relies on, but gets no response.

Or rather, she receives another response.

Just as the two engage in fist and foot combat, as if even that original scene were being folded into the cycle.

Also, at that moment, the support armor formed by Daine Tyrant Dragon, Gulite Knight, and New Century middle school students appeared in quick succession, rushing to aid Gulite!

A bright yellow wave-frequency light beam swept directly over all the trajectories of the swiftly approaching objects.

It looks so fragile, yet it possesses unexpected striking and destructive power, directly causing that whole group of unprepared giant machinery to crash in succession, tumbling east and west.

And that is precisely the grasping light beam that Xintiao Qian has seen several times before.

From afar, standing beside Yalikexisi. Kailifu, is a tall and slender V-necked space person.

"Mefilas?"

She murmured softly, while her best friend beside her had already widened her eyes.

Only because, on the other side where Xintiao Qian was not paying attention, Yalikexisi suddenly drew two double-edged blades from under his cloak, moving with seamless continuity and without hesitation, piercing Gulite's chest.

Boom!

At the same time, the loud noise coming from the crash site of the rescuers caused those two pure-white giant beasts to rush into the girl's eyes, her fear still not having faded.

Gagula, Jialatelong.

The former trampled the Gulite Knight with its huge claws, and in its second stage opened its bloody maw, bathing the Gulite Knight's body in scorching light.

The latter, meanwhile, with the light blade extended from its huge wrist-mounted great sword, pierced the United War God. Super Saino formed by the New Century middle school students' own fusion.

The lone free Daine Tyrant Dragon was about to aid its companion, but was trampled to the ground by the giant god beneath the inverted rainbow.

At the center of its extended head's twin horns, the dark rainbow light, having already finished charging, instantly turned into an extinction beam that sent that unwilling roar soaring to the heavens.

And at that same moment.

As all beings related to Gulite suffered heavy blows, a sharp explosive sound, seemingly caused by high-frequency vibration, rang out from all the victims, and furthermore caused their forms to violently shift in the next instant, appearing to all who witnessed the scene as if seen through a low-resolution visual.

"In the end, did they still do this?"

Gazing at those that turned into pixel-like forms in less than two seconds, by the third second they had already become glitchy images filled with black bars; Jiaqi Guang, who was in the junk shop, let out a sigh.

Although she had never been let in on such a plan, she was not surprised by this scene's occurrence.

Rather, the only one truly confused is that person still organizing the stage play script, Baoduo Liuhua.

And the others, although not informed beforehand, would all realize what was going on once Aomo had already given out the clues and information, provided they were not slow to react.

Especially those who suddenly received Aomo's order, demanding that they each control their monsters to deal with Naite and the New Century high school students' monster users.

To be honest, some people react slower, which would have caused some problems in carrying out the order.

But there was someone who responded immediately; he acted first, directly using Gagula's huge mouth to 'devour' them.

This saved both reaction time and the time for all the monsters to appear together.

Gagula, which already possessed extreme speed, after recent growth, further, after swallowing its comrades and entering its second stage, managed to outpace even Apeng, who had been fully prepared.

But just at the moment when those huge figures all disappeared.

That city, which had been a scorching hot afternoon, turned into a night of sudden temperature drop in that dazed moment.

In that night's cityscape, there was no sign of Gagula, Jialatelong, Mefilas, Nikajiaqi, or Yalikexisi. Kailifu.

Only an intact city, and even at night the streets remain brightly lit, with traffic flowing like water and horses like dragons.

In such a city, everyone lives their own life.

Like a team of overtime workers in suits.

Like a small group of monster enthusiasts who gather at izakayas after work.

Also like schoolboys and girls, and adults working at the same company, like uncles.

And there's the so-called chuunibyou inventor who claims to see countless monsters and will someday save the world.

They all become characters on this stage, and each character has their own life.

But……

Is this okay?

Through the glass, gazing at the dark clouds that make the night sky even blacker, and also gazing at the huge black shadow that looms uncertainly over the city, appearing and disappearing.

The German exchange student sitting at the desk crosses his fingers, feeling that something is off.

But he can't tell whether it's the surroundings that are off, or himself.

After all, his case file is still placed on the stand beside his desk.

Clouded consciousness, inability to concentrate, reduced clarity of perception of surroundings and objects, accompanied by a certain degree of perceptual impairment (i. e., illusions and hallucinations).

Delirium/delirium.

Also called acute brain syndrome.

It's hard to imagine this syndrome affecting a young person; its precursors are many, but usually old age, followed by poor physical condition, depression, drug/alcohol dependence, etc.

And he possesses none of these factors.

After he exhibited this abnormality and was sent to the hospital, leading to this conclusion, those around him sighed that his pressure from studying in Japan was too great; teachers hastily processed his leave of absence, and classmates expressed concern via letters and phone messages.

At the same time, they gossiped about others.

Like saying someone was spreading rumors that this was a hereditary disease in his family, and that his deceased parents were actually the result of a consanguineous marriage.

Also like saying he deserved this retribution for having such a lovely, perfect fiancée.

Some even said he had joined a cult and participated in a demon-summoning ritual… It seems his interpersonal relationships at university weren't great either.

Or perhaps he was too notorious in some aspects.

But those people, those names.

He looked at them and felt only unfamiliarity.

The doctor said this is a consciousness disorder; perhaps it will become familiar after a few hours, since delirium's consciousness disturbance shows clear diurnal variation—like being able to converse fluently during the day but becoming confused at night, or having disorientation regarding place or specific persons, requiring regular observation; he should not forget to take his medicine on time, and it's best to notify family members to help remind him.

Just like now, the sound of a doorknob turning comes from his room door, followed by a pink-haired, red-eyed girl peeking furtively: "Little Snake, time for your medicine~"

"Thank you, Saki, but why must it be in this tone?"

"Our Chinese literature teacher recently recommended Water Margin to us, and he also told the girls that if they ever want a husband, using this tone will make him obedient!"

"This is… better to file a complaint; it's malicious incitement." The youth sighed, really not knowing how to describe that vulgar cliché from the Chinese work in a relatively civilized way.

"All right, all right~" the young fiancée, a high school girl, said cheerfully, placing hot water and the sorted pills on his desk.

She really is perfect; even though she heard such terrible news from her fiancé, she still acts completely unfazed, as if it were exactly what the doctor said—just an acute onset that will last a few hours or days and then resolve.

"But do you really have to take it?" She leaned over the desk, tilting her head and blinking at the youth: "You speak so fluently—just now you even remembered the content of Water Margin!"

"I'm not sure… I seem unable to communicate with others, and I constantly have an unpleasant feeling."

"An unpleasant feeling? What exactly does it feel like?"

"It feels like something is missing… a lot missing…" His eyes, brown with a faint red trembling within, gazed out at the black sky beyond the window.

"There's also some irritating frustration… like I wanted to get up but couldn't lift my foot."

"Huh?" The girl immediately crouched to look at his pant leg.

"It's not that I literally can't lift it…" Looking at her finger about to poke his leg, the youth was somewhat speechless, "It's just a metaphor."

"Oh," the girl stood up again, "so it's similar to depression?"

"Probably not," he turned his head to look out the window where a white goat's eye suddenly filled the whole pane; that huge, dull eyeball was so vivid that the youth found it hard to believe it was a hallucination, the moment their eyes met.

He then felt countless voices ringing in his head.

Like prayers, like painful groans, interspersed with shouts of his own name, making him feel his head about to split.

"Mm…"

"Eh eh eh? Does it hurt? Want painkillers? But the doctor said painkillers shouldn't be overused… ah, would this make you feel better?"

She anxiously tiptoed, hugging the seated youth into her arms, lightly covering his head with both arms until his raised hand kept patting her shoulder, whereupon she released him, allowing the youth to lift his head and take a deep breath.

"Feeling better?" the girl asked anxiously.

"Better, better," the youth said repeatedly, evidently afraid the girl would smother him again, and without thinking he turned his head back to the window, only to see that the eye that had filled the pane was gone, replaced by a silver-white figure walking away sideways.

Misshapen and twisted, yet adorned with rainbow-colored ornaments, resembling the side profile of a giant snake that had grown thick legs but whose forelimbs had atrophied to extreme frailty, it strolled past the front of the house.

—

"Is that… the Rainbow Serpent God? But why does it look like that… has something really happened to Aomo-san?"

"Actually, it looks even more like a monster than before; that guy must have gotten into trouble, right? Don't you remember him telling you to be careful of him?"

On the phone screen, Alexis Kailifu said to the red-haired boy gazing at the city.

"He probably anticipated this situation long ago, but I never expected things to get this bad…"

Gazing at the monster horde roaming and destroying the city, yet repairing the damaged objects at a visible speed, Alexis, even if he had only observed them before on Black Tea's computer, was quite familiar with those monsters.

Even Anji-kun and Dainagonryu are mixed in there, one or two of them having become captives of madness.

"In short, are you mentally prepared, Yuta-kun~"

"You need to fuse with the true Ultraman; before that, you could go find Hou-kun and Umi-kun."

"But now… we probably have to fight side by side, you can't just let those guys destroy things, right?"

What should I do?

Shouting AcessFlash at me doesn't work; try shouting OverJustice, how about that?

Then... OverJustice!

You really shouted, haha, fine then, since that's the case, stretching your muscles after a long time isn't bad either!

Yutai-kun, let's make a big fuss!