Ultraman: Invincible from Saving Tiga.

Chapter 550 Donning the Yellow Robe, the Ultimate Galactic Universe Emperor
Lin Yu covered his face and fell into a long silence.

This thing is really morbidly funny.

Using a gigantic Belial head as a warship and sailing into space, people who don't know the situation would think that Belial himself was bringing his head to meet them. If this were to sail to the Land of Light, it would scare a lot of people to death.

But I have to say, this thing is pretty cool.

At the very least, if you drive this thing around, no one will see you as a champion of justice.

It omits many unnecessary explanations.

"alright."

Lin Yu waved his hand, looking utterly dejected. "In this form, let's go."

He has given up struggling.

Anyway, I'm not a good person either.

I just wanted to do a good deed.

"As you command, Master!"

Sylvie excitedly started operating the console.

The enormous Belial head, its eyes glowing bright red, tore open a massive dimensional rift and plunged inside.

……

The M-37 galaxy.

A brutal interstellar war is unfolding here.

Two massive fleets are engaged in a fierce battle in orbit around a resource-rich planet.

On one side was the mechanical empire from the planet Grado, whose warships were made entirely of cold metal, and whose cannon fire was precise and deadly.

On the other side was a biological civilization from the planet Gulo, whose warships resembled ferocious cosmic behemoths, retaliating with corrosive acid and biological missiles.

The two sides have been fighting for over a century over the rich reserves of special minerals on this planet, and their hatred has run deep in their bones.

"Captain, high-intensity spatial fluctuations detected!"

On the bridge of the flagship of the Grado mechanical fleet, alarms blared shrilly.

"Are they reinforcements from the Ancient Beasts?" the captain, a cyborg whose entire body was made of mechanical prosthetics, asked coldly.

"No, no, this energy reaction... is undetectable. Its intensity exceeds that of any known target in our database."

Just then, a massive dimensional rift suddenly tore open in the very center of the battlefield.

All the warships that were engaged in combat stopped simultaneously, staring at the crack with surprise and uncertainty.

Then, an unimaginably huge... head slowly emerged from the crack.

It was a hideous head, with eyes radiating an ominous red light, belonging to the Dark Emperor Belial.

The entire battlefield fell into dead silence.

"Captain... Captain..."

One operator's voice trembled, "I...I think I saw a head."

"What head?"

The mechanical captain angrily retorted, "What nonsense are you spouting? Are you hallucinating due to system overload?"

"No, no, it's true, a giant head is flying in space!"

The mechanical captain frowned and zoomed in on the main screen.

Then, he saw it too.

That was Belial's head, several times larger than his flagship, radiating a terrifying aura.

The mechanical captain's jaw, made of precision gears, nearly dislocated on the spot.

"What...what the hell is this thing?"

Meanwhile, on the flagship of the Ancient Beast Fleet, the exact same conversation was taking place.

A colossal alien, towering in stature, roared in bewilderment, "Who threw their head onto the battlefield?"

Inside the main control room of Caesars.

Sylvie has completed the scan of the M-37 galaxy.

“Master, the Amerararu ore reserves in this star system are very rich, and the native civilization here does not seem to realize the true value of this ore, but only uses it as a high-energy fuel.”

Lin Yu nodded, stroked his chin, and fell into deep thought.

"How can we get them to willingly let us mine?"

Lin Yu said with a troubled expression, "We can't just rob them, can we?"

Upon hearing this, a glint of self-assurance flashed in Sylvie's azure eyes.

“Why not?” She tilted her head and offered her plan, “Master, we can display the banner of the Belial Galactic Empire and use force to intimidate them.”

“We order them to immediately cease hostilities and accept our ‘peace.’ Otherwise, we will wipe them, along with their home planet, from this universe.”

Lin Yu looked at her with a dark expression.

"You are such a clever little kid."

He couldn't help but complain, "Then what's the difference between me and that madman Belial?"

"Of course there is a difference."

Sylvie retorted earnestly, "Beria sought conquest, while we sought peace."

Lin Yu: "..."

What you said makes sense, but I am speechless.

Just as Lin Yu was still struggling with his moral bottom line, the two fleets below seemed to finally recover from their shock.

They all simultaneously aimed their cannons at the suddenly appearing giant head of Belial.

"Fire."

"Get rid of it."

Two completely different orders were issued at the same time.

Tens of thousands of beams of light and biological missiles rained down on Caesar from two directions.

Lin Yu sighed.

"They don't seem very friendly."

Sylvie's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Then let them experience what true despair is like."

She tapped her hands on the control panel.

hum!
Belial's large head slowly opened its mouth.

The next second, inside Caesars, countless hatches slid open.

Rows of modified Darklops, pure white in color and resembling Zaku, carrying giant cannons on their shoulders and wielding thermal axes, swarmed out from the planet's interior.

Following closely behind were tens of thousands of Imperial aerial combat mechs, Reginald.

The massive, dark mechanical army, like a steel cloud, instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

The two fleets, which had just been fierce and ready to devour each other alive, suddenly fell silent.

The mechanical captain of the Grado ship had his electronic eyes flashing wildly as he calculated the difference in combat power between the two sides.

The result was zero percent.

The battle was over before it even began.

"I...I surrender..."

"We desire peace!"

"We, the people of Grado, have always loved peace and are skilled in singing and dancing!"

Two civilizations that were locked in a life-or-death struggle just a moment ago have suddenly become a loving family.

They turned their ships around and even began to defer to each other, vying to be the first to send a communication request to the enormous head of Beria.

That's Belial's army; any resistance will result in their complete annihilation.

Looking at the two faces on the screen, each radiating "kindness," Lin Yu felt that this world was truly surreal.

Sylvie watched this scene with a "everything is under control" smile on her face.

She walked to Lin Yu's side and explained softly, "Master, this is deterrence."

"Although Belial's rule is brutal, he has one principle: those who disobey will be destroyed along with their home planet. Therefore, they only have two choices when facing us."

"Either choose to submit and gamble that our new 'Ultimate Galactic Emperor' won't be as capricious as Belial, at least that's a way out."

"Either you choose to resist, and then you will be completely wiped out."

As Sylvie spoke, her eyes gleamed with fervent admiration, and she began showering him with compliments.

"But they will soon discover how wise their choice was! For only under the rule of a benevolent and powerful monarch like yourself can the universe achieve true peace! All strife and entanglement will vanish in your glory!"

She became more and more excited as she spoke, and from somewhere she pulled out a magnificent long robe, gleaming gold and embroidered with intricate patterns. She held it in both hands and was about to drape it over Lin Yu's shoulders.

"For the peace of the entire universe, please ascend the throne! My great emperor!"

Lin Yu stared at the yellow robe and then at Sylvie's incredibly skilled movements, completely astonished.

"Wait a minute! How come you're so skilled at those movements?!"

(End of this chapter)