Ultraman: Invincible from Saving Tiga.

Chapter 563 I want to fight ten!
The party festivities continued late into the night, filling the SKaRD base with a joyful atmosphere.

The next day, while the team members, still hungover, were fast asleep, Lin Yu walked out of the hotel feeling refreshed.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.

He strolled leisurely along the street, enjoying the rare tranquility.

A melodious tune drifted from the nearby street corner park, catching his attention.

A four-person band is playing with great enthusiasm.

An elderly man plays the cello with a solemn expression. A middle-aged man plays the bass with focused concentration, a young man plays the violin with his eyes closed, and a teenager's fingers dance across the keys of a portable electronic piano.

Cello, violin, bass, piano.

All four were dressed in sharp black suits, standing out from the morning exercise crowd in the park, yet strangely harmonious.

Their music was filled with a certain indescribable emotion, attracting many passersby to stop and listen.

Lin Yu had already walked past, but then seemed to remember something, paused, and slowly backed away.

He stood outside the crowd, hands in his pockets, eyes slightly narrowed, carefully observing the four performers immersed in the world of music.

You audacious monsters! I can tell you're not human at first glance!
In Lin Yu's mind, the image of a bald monk wearing a kasaya flashed by.

The old man playing the cello seemed to sense his gaze. During a break in his performance, he looked up, gave Lin Yu a gentle smile, and nodded slightly.

The next second, the smile on his face froze.

In his vision, the young man standing in the crowd was glowing.

It wasn't a reflection of sunlight, but a golden light that originated from the essence of life, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, like a small sun that made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.

The old man's heart skipped a beat, but years of pretense allowed him to maintain his composure; only his hand, which was pulling the bow, trembled almost imperceptibly.

He was able to remain calm, but the other young men couldn't.

The young violinist suddenly opened his eyes, his rhythm instantly faltering. The middle-aged bassist and the young pianist also paled; a discordant noise had appeared in their previously flowing music.

Lin Yu watched them with great interest.

Keep pretending, keep pretending.

He silently complained to himself.

Do you even know what time it is? It's past eight in the morning, and you're all dressed like you're going to a funeral, disturbing the peace.

The young man playing the violin twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth.

What is this person looking at?
He had been staring at us for a full five minutes, and his gaze wasn't that of someone appreciating music; it was more like he was picking out goods at a market.

Moreover, the light emanating from him was too dazzling.

The song ended and applause broke out.

The old man immediately put down his cello, gave the other three a wink, and signaled them to pack their things and leave.

Then, he took the initiative to walk towards Lin Yu, his face once again displaying that gentle and refined smile.

"Good morning, sir. You seem quite interested in our music?"

He tried to resolve this sudden crisis in the most normal way.

Lin Yu looked at him, then suddenly smiled, mimicking Jing Tianjinglong's words, and opened the box directly.

"You are not human, but an alien, aren't you?"

The smile on the old man's face froze completely.

The young man following behind was struck dumb upon hearing this, and stammered, "What...what are you saying? How is that possible! We've lived here for sixty years, how could we not be human?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized what he had said and covered his mouth in horror.

Lin Yu's gaze drifted over leisurely.

"Oh? Sixty years have passed, and you still look like a young man. You've lived quite a long life."

The old man quickly stepped forward, blocking the young man, and awkwardly explained, "Sorry, sorry, my teammate wasn't fully awake this morning and was just talking nonsense." Lin Yu raised an eyebrow, his smile faded, and his expression became serious.

"I don't know who you are or where you come from."

He slowly raised his hand, facing the four people, and gently clenched his fist, his knuckles making a crisp popping sound.

"In short, if you want to invade Earth, I'll wipe you out right now. If you don't believe me, feel free to try. In the next second, I'll show you your own brains."

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The bitterness on the old man's face could no longer be concealed.

Has it been discovered?
Even though it was our first meeting, he saw right through me at first glance.

He let out a long sigh, his entire aura crumbled, and he stopped pretending.

"we lose."

Looking at their expressions, Lin Yu scratched his head: "You guys have nothing better to do than think about invading Earth. Seriously, what's so great about this broken planet that's worth invading? It's resource-poor, its civilization is fighting amongst itself, and monsters keep popping up to cause trouble every day."

The old man shook his head helplessly and began to explain his identity.

"We are the Zirnia aliens, our race is born to invade and destroy."

"Sixty years ago, the four of us were sent to Earth to carry out an invasion mission. According to the plan, we were supposed to release the biological weapon 'Galamon' and turn this planet into a target for plunder."

"but……"

A hint of longing and tenderness appeared in the old man's eyes, "We are here, and we can hear music."

"The melodies woven from human emotions completely changed us. For the first time, we felt emotions beyond destruction and obedience. So, we abandoned our mission, hid our identities, and formed this band, simply wanting to continue this beautiful feeling."

"But our home planet will not tolerate failures. The sixty-year deadline has passed, and we will soon be executed for failing our mission."

"We just wanted to play a few more times in our final moments."

Lin Yu remained silent after listening.

He looked at the four "cicada humans" in front of him, their expressions filled with sorrow, and felt somewhat incredulous.

How could an individual who yearns for peace and beauty be born from a vicious race whose nature is aggression?

After a long while, he stepped forward and patted the elderly cellist on the shoulder.

"In that case, I'll lend you a hand."

The old man suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The other three young men were also stunned.

He...he knew we were invaders, vile aliens, yet he still...

Seeing their surprised expressions, Lin Yu grinned and said something they would never forget.

"Enough with the nonsense, call over all the fighters on your planet."

"I want to hit ten!"

Lin Yu's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap, exploding in the ears of the four Zirnia aliens.

The park fell into a deathly silence in the early morning.

The old man playing the cello's bitter smile froze completely.

The middle-aged man playing bass dropped his guitar pick. The young man playing the violin and the boy playing the piano stared wide-eyed, as if they had heard the most incredible language in the universe.

"What...what are you saying?"

The old man's voice trembled; he wondered if he was hallucinating because he had lived too long.

They are the invaders.

Their home planet is a military empire that reveres destruction and conquest.

They have just confessed to their crimes and are awaiting trial.

Then, this man, who looked like a god, offered a solution... to have them call over the army from their home planet?
(End of this chapter)