Ultraman: Invincible from Saving Tiga.

Chapter 564 The Burning Crusade
"you misunderstood."

The old man hurriedly explained, his face almost overflowing with bitterness, “Our race, the Zirnia aliens, is an invading race that has spread throughout the galaxy. Our imperial military is vast, and wherever it goes, it leaves scorched earth.”

The young man behind him disregarded his fear and anxiously added, "We are just one of countless invasion squads. Even if you destroy us, the home planet will soon send out a second and a third. Our invasion will not stop."

The old man took a deep breath and revealed the most crucial information: "Furthermore, each of our invasion squads will carry a 'Galamon Beacon.' It's a device that can summon the incredibly powerful mechanical monster 'Galamon,' and it will automatically activate sixty years after arriving on the planet. Judging by the timeline, it should be within the next few days."

"Oh."

Lin Yu's response was only one word. He raised an eyebrow and summarized in a tone of sudden realization: "You mean that the other side has a large number of people, committing crimes all over the star system, and it's impossible to kill them all, right?"

"That's not the point."

The middle-aged man playing bass finally couldn't hold back any longer. He felt his brain was about to lose track of the man in front of him. "The key point is the monsters, extremely powerful mechanical monsters! They will descend through beacon locations, and after defeating the world's defenses, they will send out more of their kind to plunder all the planet's resources."

"Population, minerals, culture, beliefs, entertainment, and even water and soil."

"Galamon?"

Lin Yu didn't feel anything about the name. "It doesn't sound very impressive."

"That was just the vanguard."

The old man's helplessness deepened. "Once Galamon appears, we will cooperate with Galamon to complete the final invasion. This is a racial mission etched in our genes, one that we cannot resist."

The smile on Lin Yu's face disappeared, replaced by a head full of question marks.

"No way, so all this fuss was just a joke?"

He pointed at the four aliens with tragic expressions, "You say you love peace, love music, and don't want to invade. But then you say you'll fight monsters together. What kind of performance art is this, a battle between the left and right brains?"

The old man lowered his head, his voice filled with helplessness and determination.

"So we hope you can come and stop us when the time comes."

He raised his head and looked at Lin Yu with a look of entrustment.

"Whenever a monster appears, I will be the leader and the first to attack. At that time, please be sure to... destroy me."

“If I, the leader, die, it means the mission has failed, and I will bear all the blame. The three of them can then break free from the constraints of their race, be deemed ‘non-threatening’ as independent individuals, and continue to live on Earth, enjoying the music they love.”

Lin Yu felt that his CPU was overheating.

It took him a full ten seconds to barely understand this bizarre thought process that could be described as cosmic in its absurdity.

He plays himself, reports himself, then finds a passerby to kill him, and finally uses his death to buy his companion's freedom?

That's incredibly advanced.

Lin Yu suppressed the urge to complain and changed the subject: "Do you guys know the V99 aliens?"

The four Zirnia aliens looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.

"never heard of that."

Lin Yu slapped his forehead, almost forgetting that V99 was the file code on Earth.

He stretched out his finger and gently tapped the air. A beam of light converged, outlining a spaceship with sleek lines and full of biological beauty, as well as the alien forms inside the spaceship, which also had insect-like limbs, but were more slender and had a completely different temperament.

The old man's pupils contracted sharply the moment he saw the spaceship emblem.

"It's them?"

He exclaimed in shock, "They're a very famous group in the universe, a very powerful and peaceful race. They rarely take action, but every time they do, the weapons they send out are enough to easily destroy a civilization."

Lin Yu touched his chin.

"How do I compare to you Cicada People?"

The old man was silent.

The other three young men also lowered their heads, not daring to speak. This silence itself was an answer.

"Oh."

Lin Yu understood.

He looked at the four “musicians” struggling between racial duty and personal ideals and sighed.

“I understand your struggles. But I’m not here to solve your personal problems.”

His eyes suddenly sharpened.

"I'm here to deal with the guy who caused the problem."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, and an invisible wave emanated from him, instantly transcending the boundaries of time and space, and sending a clear command to another universe.

"Perfect timing, let's contact my side as well."

The four Zirnia aliens looked at each other, completely baffled as to what he was doing.

what?
……

Meanwhile, in another universe.

Mefilas, who had just signed the "peace decree" for the two planets and was planning the blueprint for the empire's development over the next century, suddenly shuddered.

A supreme will, originating from the depths of his soul, transcended endless dimensions and descended upon his mind.

The voice was authoritative and indifferent, yet it carried an unquestionable command (that's what the Mefilas aliens thought).

【Using my universe as a coordinate system, bring your army and come here.】

"Your Majesty the Emperor!"

Mefilas jumped up from his seat instantly, his face bursting with unprecedented fervor and surprise.

Sylvie, who was standing next to him, was startled: "What happened?"

Mefilas trembled with excitement as he looked at Sylvie, his eyes gleaming with wisdom and imagination.

"Your Majesty...His Majesty has sent coordinates from another universe, and we are needed to conquer a new territory for him!"

"what?"

Sylvie's electronic eyes flickered, and she didn't react immediately.

"I knew it."

Mefilas clenched his fists, paced back and forth, his mind racing. "His Majesty will never be satisfied with a small Galactic Empire. His journey is to the stars and the sea, to the endless multiverse."

"He is testing us, testing how quickly we can follow in his footsteps."

"Give me the order."

Mefilas's voice suddenly rose, filled with high spirits, "Kaiser Star, all legions, immediately cease all production and mining operations."

"Energy reserves are operating at full capacity, targeting the dimensional coordinates transmitted by His Majesty."

"Ready to proceed, dimensional jump!"

The massive Belial head fortress, its empty eye sockets suddenly glowing with a crimson light. Production lines across the planet instantly came to a halt, and countless "Zaku Dark Zero" legions, fresh off the production lines, turned in unison, their heavy steps carrying them toward the interstellar ports scattered throughout the planet.

Sylvie stroked her chin. "So what are we now? A grand expedition?"

Mefilas revealed a fanatical look in his eyes: "That's right, this is the Burning Crusade. We're going to double-cross the evil, wipe out the criminals, plunder their funds, liberate their slaves, and of course, protect the weak while we're at it."

Sylvie remained silent: "."

What kind of unorthodox fighting style is this?
(End of this chapter)