Chapter 301: 297 Gliza vs Kirielodian Gods!

Success—at last, the most critical step of the plan is complete.

Qi Ming's inner tension eased; once his nerves relaxed, a deep wave of exhaustion surged over him.

The other Kirielodians regrouped around him:

"Why stop running? Did you finally feel at peace after completing your mission?"

"But what if I told you we'll restore space in a few days and conquer Earth—would you die with regret?"

The demons surged forward, reveling in the sight of the "defeated."

"With that monster's speed, you might have escaped."

"Now space is frozen—you can't run. We've got you trapped like fish in a barrel. Let's end this cat-and-mouse game!"

Qi Ming spoke for the first time: "It's time to end it. After locking the door, it's time to beat the dog."

He deactivated his transformation, then pressed the button to raise the core.

Star Ci: 0

Manufacture: 27/40.

Star Ci is zero—the last Black Lei En, with its "free first transformation" chance, has just been used.

All prerequisites are met. It's time for it to appear.

"Still trying to transform? Is this desperate resistance amusing? Just die already!"

The next instant, every Kirielodian fired their Hellfire Bombs at once—tens of thousands of flame torrents surged toward Qi Ming.

"Your turn." Just before being hit, Qi Ming slammed his dial—Random Mode activated.

Even though it's Random Mode, the only possible transformation left is one—no matter how random, it's always that one.

"BOOM!" The simultaneous explosion of tens of thousands of Hellfire Bombs lit the gloomy dimension as bright as daylight; the burning energy streams wove into a net of destruction, collapsing violently at the center of Qi Ming's former position!

"BOOM—!!!"

In the deafening blast, the ground instantly vaporized into a kilometer-wide crater; black stone peaks shattered like brittle cookies.

This "spectacular" sight convinced every Kirielodian that Qi Ming, the ever-annoying nuisance, had been reduced to ash!

No matter what Ultraman or monster he turned into, he was certain to die under this concentrated fire!

"Dead—at last, he's dead! This is the fate of those who defy the Kirielodian Gods!"

"Once space returns to normal, we'll return to Earth with his death as proof—let the rebels lose all hope!"

The next instant, a strange voice echoed here, freezing every Kirielodian like they'd been struck by lightning.

A hollow, eerie laugh stretched long, filled with chaos and disorder—even these self-proclaimed gods felt an instinctive chill, trembling deep within.

They couldn't believe it.

What's happening? How is there still sound coming from there?

After tens of thousands of Hellfire Bombs hit, how is anything still alive?

And that voice—is…

The next moment, a massive humanoid form burst from the smoke—its body covered in multicolored blotches, its head glowing like a bright yellow lightbulb.

Void Monster Gliza—Second Form, appears.

If Qi Ming still had awareness, he'd be stunned.

This Gliza had inherited the evolutionary results of the hundreds of monsters it had devoured—appearing directly in Second Form!

"Is this… Qi Ming's new transformation? He had a card like this hidden?"

"To survive that attack… this thing isn't ordinary."

The next instant, Gliza lunged at the nearest second-generation Kirielodian—this sight left tens of thousands of Kirielodians stunned.

Facing ten thousand enemies head-on? Is Qi Ming insane? Where's his brain?

Tens of thousands of Hellfire Bombs roared again—but vanished the moment they touched Gliza's body.

The energy streams, capable of melting mountains, passed through its mottled form like they'd struck a phantom, exploding against distant stone peaks.

Gliza's figure flickered like a faulty TV signal, shifting between reality and illusion, advancing hundreds of meters with each flash.

"Is it an afterimage? An illusion?" The targeted second-generation Kirielodian roared—backed by tens of thousands of allies, it didn't retreat, swinging its wrist-blade down at Gliza's head.

The blade sliced cleanly through Gliza's head, as if cutting through colored smoke—but Gliza's five sharp claws pierced the Kirielodian's energy core simultaneously.

The latter stiffened and collapsed heavily.

This sight made every other Kirielodian question reality.

If it's not an illusion, why can't we hit it?

If it is an illusion, how does it kill?

Am I awake?

This defies logic!

The next instant, Gliza charged at another second-generation Kirielodian—all Kirielodians in that direction froze with terror, instinctively retreating.

In their own stronghold, the once-omnipotent Kirielodians chose to yield before the unnatural Gliza.

But Gliza moved too fast—it caught its target in seconds, used 【Gliza Absorb】, and swallowed the second-generation Kirielodian whole.

Others seized the chance to attack—but still couldn't land a hit.

This drove the Kirielodian Gods nearly mad.

It can kill us, devour us—and yet we can't touch it?

Why?!

Gliza activated 【Dark Thunder Absorb】—countless cyan-blue energy arms erupted from its chest core, snatching up a dozen first-generation Kirielodians and swallowing them whole.

"Too terrifying—they couldn't even resist before being devoured."

"I know what this is—only one possibility: it's not a monster. It's a cosmic void, one of the most terrifying natural disasters—the Nothingness that once drove the Chaos Virus to flee!" "What?! The legendary Gliza was supposed to be a spherical object—how did it become this?!"

All Kirielodians finally realized the dire situation—this thing could not be defeated by numbers alone.

"Did Qi Ming become Gliza? That's not scientific—how can a human turn into a natural phenomenon?"

"Now's not the time for theories—run! Don't engage it directly!"

"Run? Space is frozen—where can we possibly flee to?"

At these words, despair rose in every Kirielodian's heart.

They had nowhere to run.

So that's it—Qi Ming rushed to their dimensional core to freeze space precisely for this moment.

He didn't enter the Hell Gate to die—he entered to survive!

From the start, he intended to kill every single Kirielodian God!

How terrifying—he was the true hunter all along. His earlier "desperate resistance" and "flight" were merely preparations—to trap them all in this net now!

The next instant, Gliza began to sway its head—purple ultrasonic energy spread like ripples, echoing through the dimension.

This is 【Death Bell】! In the original series, it paralyzed the XIO base, scattered Electronic Gomora, and made Zeta, Jeed, and the Three Emperors beg for death.

"Gah…" Second-generation Kirielodians dropped like flies; Gliza let out a chilling laugh and lunged forward.

The once-omnipotent "Gods" now fled like hunted prey. Second-generation Kirielodians frantically flapped their shattered demon wings—but found Gliza always at their heels.

The entire Youming dimension became a slaughterhouse. Wherever Gliza passed, Kirielodians fell like wheat, then vanished into its chest…

…………………………

On Earth, seven days had passed.

As time passed, the remnants of Armarant grew increasingly uneasy.

What's going on? Why haven't the Gods descended a second time? Have they abandoned Earth?

Impossible—the divine decree is sacred, unchangeable!

But as time dragged on, their despair deepened.

They could never contact the Kirielodians—no matter how many sacrifices or prayers, they received no response.

The second Hell Gate never opened—and perhaps never would.

"What happened?!" They were utterly lost—if the Kirielodian Gods wouldn't support them, how could they ever rebuild their nation?

Had they truly failed? Had all their efforts been in vain?

Meanwhile, those among humans who knew the truth were filled with emotion.

At this moment, Hishi Jun and Aizumi Makoto stood together; the latter stared blankly at the sky above where the Hell Gate had been: "Team Leader Qi Ming… he must have succeeded."

Hishi Jun: "Yes. He won. Humanity defeated the gods."

Aizumi Makoto: "Then… how long until he comes back? Three days? Seven? Half a month?"

Hishi Jun thought for a moment: "When people need him, he will return."

………………………………

Qi Ming opened his eyes, feeling chaos—his consciousness felt torn apart and forcibly stitched back together.

The world before him was blurred, as if seen through frosted glass; his temples throbbed, each heartbeat like a blunt instrument pounding inside his skull, his body hollowed out.

This feeling was terrible.

How long had I been unconscious?

He tried to push himself up—his arms felt leaden, his muscles instinctively reaching for the button—but his fingers trembled too violently to press it accurately.

Gliza's backlash was still terrifying—the void's euphoria had nearly erased his boundaries as a "human."

In this weakened state, any Kirielodian could kill him effortlessly.

But the surroundings were eerily silent.

The frozen Youming dimension had become a dead, silent graveyard—no wind, no sound.

Even the once-flowing purple mist had vanished; the distant inverted stone peaks stood silent like gravestones, and the once-dark red sky had turned a murky gray-white, as if washed in bloodstains.

"What a quiet world—why is it empty?"

"Oh, right—I killed all the Giliaelodians."

The next instant, the space a hundred meters ahead suddenly shattered like a mirror.

Due to the rampage of Baguriza, the barrier between dimensions had been torn apart.

Is the other side of the crack Earth?

Qi Ming strained to focus his gaze and, through the crack, saw a completely different scene—a slightly desolate world.

(End of Chapter)