Dimensional Invasion: I Can Fish for All Heavens

Chapter 451 The Gods Who Ruled This Planet, a Race Approaching the Dark Lord

"Go and get ready, Steven."

"At tomorrow's press conference, I want the whole world to hear our voice."

The Kirielod gave the final command, his tone leaving no room for argument.

His gaze once again fell upon the bustling city outside the window, a city that appeared utterly obscure to him. He seemed to already see the future where Tiga's halo was torn apart, and humanity knelt in confusion before the divine might of the Kirieloids.

Steven opened his mouth, but ultimately swallowed all his words of dissuasion, and lowered his head deeply:

"Yes, Master."

What could he say?

The master has already given the order, so there's no point in him saying anything more.

His words of advice were the limit of what he could express.

Although the Kirieloids are somewhat "concerned" or even "attached" to humanity and intelligent life on Earth as a whole—after all, they consider themselves "guides" and need followers and subjects—this "attachment" is macroscopic.

As long as it doesn't cause mass extinction, they don't care about the life or death of individuals, including the life or death of their servants.

If he dares to anger his master again now, he will surely be killed immediately.

The Kirieloids deliberately revealed their whereabouts and were eventually killed by Ye Xuan. That was the Kirieloids' business. As a servant, Steven might have a chance to survive if he handled things properly.
But if he angers the Kirieloids now, he will die immediately.

He knew perfectly well which was more important.

However, neither of these outcomes is favorable for him.

Even the way he turned and left carried a heavy, almost desperate feeling.

The next day, noon.

The top floor of the building in Oak Cliff City has been temporarily transformed into a simple yet solemn press conference venue.

A global press conference is about to begin.

Due to time constraints, Steven Alcott intentionally limited the scale and scope of the initial publicity.

He mobilized all available media resources, but instead of a massive pre-event campaign, he sent encrypted live stream links and a vague, brief announcement to major news organizations worldwide that still had internet access, as well as some specific underground information channels.
"Oak Cliff, an oracle has descended."

This is exactly what Steven wanted.

Insufficient publicity may slightly slow down the outbreak of the crisis and reduce the direct pressure from initial attention.

Too much publicity is a death sentence; it will only hasten your demise.

Unfortunately, due to his master's orders, he was unable to minimize the propaganda efforts to the best of his ability.

Excessive modesty and passivity will also arouse the owner's vigilance, which is tantamount to courting death.

He had to walk a dangerous tightrope between “attracting attention” and “avoiding overstimulation.”

Therefore, he can only try to buy himself a tiny bit of buffer time in such details, such as the ambiguity of the trailer and the careful selection of distribution channels.

However, the phrase "Oak Cliff, the Oracle Descends," combined with the location of the press conference and the background of the organizers, still attracted some attention.

Not only SHIELD, but also various national departments, including the Celestial Bureau of Great Xia, have paid some attention to it.

After all, in this day and age, "gods" are "real," and any event with words like "divine revelation" or "descent" can attract their attention.

While it's impossible to determine whether it was caused by "dimensional beings," the identity of the initiator makes it clear that this is definitely not just a joke.

Of course, due to Steven's control, the number of "viewers" accessing this live stream globally at this moment is certainly not very large, and it is impossible for it to reach the level of "world-renowned".

Further attention and subsequent public discussion will likely only spread after the "press conference" begins, attracting global attention.

At this moment, the live broadcast signal has been connected.

In the somewhat spacious but solemnly decorated press conference hall, the light was focused on the central podium.

Steven Alcott appeared in the shot, wearing a dark suit and with his hair neatly combed. However, upon closer inspection, one could see that his face was slightly paler than usual, and there was a hint of solemnity hidden deep in his eyes that was difficult to completely conceal.

He walked to the front of the stage, his gaze sweeping over the non-existent audience seats, and began in as calm and solemn a tone as possible:
"I'm sure you've all seen the trailer I released."

"Oak Cliff, an oracle has descended."

“That’s right, just as you might have guessed, I, and the power behind me, have come into contact with ‘God’.”

"A true god, beyond our current understanding."

He deliberately emphasized the word "God," and then his tone began to take on an almost fanatical quality:
"They are not new gods who appeared out of thin air, but rather dark and powerful gods who once ruled this planet for ancient times!"

"They are a great race that is close to the 'Dark Lord'!"

"Perhaps, in today's terminology, humans are used to referring to such beings as 'dimensional life forms.' "But I think we should not continue to use such arrogant and condescending terms to define and name a great race that far surpasses the understanding of human civilization in terms of life form, dimension of existence, and the power it possesses."

At this point, he shook his head slightly, a perfectly measured expression of disapproval of "human arrogance" on his face.

"They did not originate from any artistic works of art or fantasy in human imagination!"

"On the contrary, they themselves are a real part of this multiverse and countless worlds! They are the embodiment of objective laws and the world!"

"Their arrival may have crossed the barrier of parallel worlds, or it may have originated from unknown territories beyond parallel worlds, but this absolutely does not mean that they are 'virtual' or 'created'!"

"Human creations may unintentionally, in ways we cannot yet comprehend, touch upon their 'projections' or 'fragments of information' existing in other dimensions, but they are by no means the source!"

"Recognizing this point is the prerequisite for understanding everything that follows."

After saying this, Steven paused slightly, as if gathering some kind of strength, or as if waiting for some kind of signal.

His gaze passed over the camera and landed to his side and rear.

Then, he took a deep breath, his voice suddenly rising in pitch, carrying an almost fanatical declaration:

"Now, I, Steven Alcott, solemnly announce!"

"The great Kyrielords have descended upon their most loyal blue planet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the light in the press conference room suddenly distorted!

Behind the stage, the air seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and a blazing, bright flame that was so intense that it was impossible to look directly at it suddenly ignited!
At the heart of the raging flames, a figure materialized and slowly solidified; he stepped out of the flames and walked straight to the podium, taking Steven's place.

The moment Steven appeared, he bowed his head deeply and retreated into the shadows with utmost respect.

The Kirieloid man faces the camera, his face devoid of any human emotion, displaying only a majestic aura that looks down upon all living beings.

He slowly opened his arms, as if embracing the whole world.

A deep, resonant voice, seemingly able to pierce the screen and echo in the depths of every viewer's soul, reverberated throughout the press conference hall, carrying an undeniable declaration:
"We, the great Kyrielords, have arrived!"

"This tiny blue planet, this ignorant human race."

"From this moment on, your future will be led by us, the Kirieloids, into a new era!"

Inside S.H.I.E.L.D., a live stream from Oak Cliff City is playing on the screen.

When the figure emerging from the pale flames on screen uttered the name "Kiri Elorod" in an unquestionable tone, John Coulson, who had been watching the screen intently, suddenly stood up from his seat!

"Kirieloid?!"

In the past, before the "dimensional invasion," the name "Kiri Elorod" might have been just a vague memory for him from a tokusatsu series.

They might not even have a single memory of it.

But things are different now. With Golza and Melba having actually descended upon the world, and Ye Xuan of the Great Xia having even obtained the power of Ultraman Tiga, Coulson, as the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., has already gained a deep understanding of the Ultraman worldview.

Especially the setting of "Ultraman Tiga" and all the monsters that appear in it.

As an enemy that once drove Ultraman Tiga to the brink of defeat before Gatanothor, how could the Kirieloid not know this?
But that's precisely why Coulson's shock at this moment was all the more intense!

"Is this guy insane?!"

"Doesn't he know of Ye Xuan's existence? Doesn't he know that Ultraman Tiga's power has already manifested in this world?"

Coulson stared at the cold, arrogant face on the screen and said, completely bewildered.

In his view, the Kirieloids' choice to announce their arrival at this time and place in such a high-profile manner was tantamount to suicide!

Where did he get the guts? That's Ye Xuan!
The undisputed strongest being on Earth, the human at the forefront of the "spiritual energy revival," whose strength has reached the eighth or even ninth rank—the "human form of Ultraman Tiga"!
His power was even greater than Daigo's Shining Form.

Where does this Kirieloid get the confidence to announce its arrival so openly?

Will it lead humanity into a new era?
"Does he really think he's stronger than Ye Xuan?"

Coulson thought this, but then couldn't help shaking his head.

Although the Kirieloids are arrogant and haughty, comparing themselves to gods, they are not actually mentally deficient.

When Gatanothor appeared, didn't they even think about destroying it? Instead, they abandoned Earth without hesitation.

So why does he think he can deal with Ye Xuan now?
Could it be because of the existence of that so-called "God of Kirieloid"?

But if Daigo could prevent him from opening the Gates of Hell, how could Ye Xuan possibly allow him to open them?
Or has this Kirieloid who descended into reality undergone some unknown mutation or enhancement? Or perhaps he possesses some trump card they are unaware of, powerful enough to restrain or even threaten Ye Xuan?

He couldn't think of any other reason, and even felt that it was more likely that he was simply "arrogant".

(End of this chapter)