Chapter 129: 125 Response to the Full Moon, Qi Ming

Isn’t that the spirit from Episode 7 of *Ultraman Arc*, “Response to the Full Moon”?

Now I know why Tokyo’s temperature has risen.

The reason is the same as in the original *Ultraman Arc* plot: the activity of a monster named [Homgar] has caused the city’s temperature to spike.

Because it releases energy during childbirth, it can blow up an entire city.

In the original plot, just as humans and Ultraman were about to stop it, this woman in yellow appeared.

She offered no solution, only condescendingly accused humans of not understanding coexistence, claiming Ultraman Arc was nothing but a killing machine.

Her words, translated, amounted to this: The female mosquito also risks her life to suck your blood for her eggs—she’s a precious life too. Why do you humans swat mosquitoes? Is your strength only meant for killing?

In the original plot, Ultraman Arc’s human host immediately “awakened” after her speech and decided to let the monster give birth safely.

But Qi Ming—hmm…

Qi Ming glanced at the nest built by Teroches: “Opposing forces have gathered—but no matter. I kill them all the same.”

Yamana asked curiously: “Qi Ming, what were you just looking at? There’s nothing there.”

He couldn’t see the yellow woman. When Qi Ming looked again, the yellow woman had vanished.

Kishida urged Qi Ming again to help remove the two obstacles inside the villa; otherwise, the Victory Team couldn’t possibly kill people in broad daylight with infrared thermal cannons.

“Shhh!” The next moment, a giant bird flew in, stirring a violent wind and casting a massive shadow over the ground.

It was the monstrous bird Teroches, landing lightly atop the villa covered in white webs.

After being wounded by Flyer Two, it chose to rest in the second nest it had just built last night.

Now they couldn’t attack at all—if they provoked the monster bird, the two people inside the villa would die for sure.

“Boom.” The instant the monster bird landed, the entire villa shook violently; the ceiling began to crumble.

Matsumoto Saburo muttered under his breath: “That damn monster bird!”

Yuriko exclaimed joyfully: “Is this the monster that attacked the yacht? Then Saburo, you’re not guilty—I’ll testify those three weren’t killed by you. Let’s escape quickly!”

Matsumoto Saburo remained unmoved: “Do you think I’d believe that? I only believe these explosives on my body.”

He was a man without restraint, valuing neither his own life nor others’.

With that, Matsumoto Saburo laughed: “This place might even be safer. The monster bird will be our guardian.”

On the other side, after seeing the yellow woman, Qi Ming immediately ordered Yamana to issue an evacuation notice, telling nearby residents to seek shelter.

Yamana: “Are you afraid the monster bird will go berserk and destroy the city?”

Qi Ming: “It’s not just that.”

Kishida picked up a loudspeaker and began shouting into the villa:

“Hey, Matsumoto Saburo, once the surrounding citizens are evacuated, we’ll engage the monster bird!”

“It’ll be dangerous then—get out now!”

Matsumoto Saburo still insisted on having Yokogawa Hiroshi come to retrieve the hostage. The police sharpshooter shook his head: “No good—he’s behind cover. We can’t get a shot.”

With Qi Ming staying out of it, they had no choice but to bring Yokogawa Hiroshi over.

This well-dressed wealthy heir arrived by car and immediately berated them: “How did this happen? What are the police doing? Why haven’t you rescued Yuriko yet?”

A police superintendent came forward to explain: “But he’s got explosives on him.”

Yokogawa Hiroshi: “Then just shoot the criminal.”

Yamana, having finished evacuating nearby citizens, walked over: “The monster bird Teroches is right above the villa. We can’t act recklessly.”

Yokogawa Hiroshi sneered: “Your Victory Team is useless. It’s just a big bird—you can’t even eliminate it.”

Yamana flew into a rage: “What did you say?!”

Kishida glanced at Qi Ming, thinking: This is your moment—aren’t you the one who specializes in dealing with scum like him?

But Qi Ming remained as detached as ever, unmoved.

Yokogawa Hiroshi scolded Yamana: "If you're dissatisfied, do something. You're worse than the Defense Force."

The next moment, a large convoy of military armored vehicles arrived.

Brigadier General Hirosaki from the Defense Force stepped out, radiating menace as he declared that Teroches had just smashed two of their F-15 fighters while breaching Tokyo’s airspace.

“We can’t let this slide—we must eliminate it!”

Kishida: “Don’t act rashly! There’s a murderer holding a hostage beneath it—attacking now will kill them.” Hirosaki: “The criminal deserves to die. The hostage is pitiable, but for the safety of Tokyo and all Japanese citizens, defeating the monster comes first!”

Hearing the Defense Force so casually dismiss his fiancée, Yokogawa Hiroshi’s face darkened.

But Hirosaki’s aura was too overwhelming—his iron-blooded demeanor made him unlike Yamana and Kishida, who seemed approachable. He dared not speak out.

He muttered under his breath: “I’m Yokogawa Hiroshi of Yokogawa Industries. Our family collaborates with your Defense Force. My fiancée is still inside…”

Hirosaki found the situation tricky—the Defense Force’s budget relied heavily on “sponsorship” from these conglomerates.

He could only say: “Fine. I’ll consult my superiors.”

“Hiroshi!” Matsumoto Saburo shouted loudly, drawing everyone’s attention.

Yuriko, tightly held by him, cried out to her fiancé: “Hiroshi! Save me!”

Matsumoto Saburo grinned cruelly: “Yokogawa Hiroshi, if you want to save Yuriko, come inside the villa and talk to me.”

The nearby police rejoiced, gripping Yokogawa Hiroshi’s shoulder: “He’s relenting! Quick, let’s go in together.”

But Yokogawa Hiroshi shook off his hand and stepped back.

He stared at Matsumoto Saburo’s mad expression, his eyes filled with terror.

“Go on, only you can save him. Come on, go,” the police urged, but Yokogawa Hiroshi still wouldn’t move.

Matsumoto Saburo laughed wildly: “What’s wrong? Don’t you want to rescue Yuriko anymore?!”

Yokogawa Hiroshi sweated profusely, head bowed, silent, his mind in turmoil.

I’m a Tokyo wealthy heir—do I really risk my life to save some country girl? Is it worth it?

Yamana couldn’t bear it anymore: “No matter what, she’s your fiancée. You have a duty to save her!”

Yokogawa Hiroshi finally spoke, voice trembling: “No. He’s lying. He plans to kill me. I won’t go!”

With that, he fled like a stray dog to his car, stomped the accelerator, and drove off decisively.

Some understood, but most looked down on his behavior. Hirosaki, however, felt one less problem.

Now that the Yokogawa heir had abandoned his fiancée, they could open fire.

Matsumoto Saburo laughed even more wildly, turning to Yuriko: “He ran. That’s the kind of man he is—a coward!”

Just as Hirosaki was about to order his soldiers to fire, the ground cracked open.

White mist erupted, rocks flew through the air, and a colossal figure emerged from beneath the earth!

It was a beast resembling a saber-toothed tiger, its body glowing with molten hues, covered in spines, its long tail dragging a deep trench across the ground.

The culprit behind Tokyo’s soaring temperature—the scorching monster [Homgar]—appeared!

After cautiously probing its surroundings, it charged northwest—directly along Yokogawa Hiroshi’s escape route.

“Boom!” [Homgar] didn’t avoid any obstacles—its left front leg crushed the car Yokogawa Hiroshi was driving.

“What is this? The monster’s chasing me! Victory Team, save me! Defense Force, save—”

The voice cut off. The four-ten-thousand-ton monster’s foot came down, instantly flattening the front half of the car. The occupant was clearly dead.

“Hahahaha! He’s dead now—this is karma!” Matsumoto Saburo roared with laughter at the sight.

“The monster killed someone!” Hirosaki’s face turned pale. He immediately ordered his soldiers to open fire.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!” Soldiers fired rocket launchers at [Homgar].

[Homgar] retaliated instantly—energy gathered in its mouth, launching fireballs like a shower of sparks toward them.

Qi Ming pulled Yamana and Kishida aside to dodge, but Matsumoto Saburo received no such mercy.

As a fireball hurtled toward him and death loomed, he realized he wasn’t as detached as he thought.

“Boom!” The next instant, the fireball reduced him to ash.

Yuriko’s right arm turned black and charred; she screamed in agony, writhing on the ground.

Qi Ming gently clapped his hands: “The farce is over. Now it’s my turn.”

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