Ultraman: Invincible from Saving Tiga.

Chapter 644 The Power of the Rainbow Dragon Reached Perfection
The Time-Space City traverses the torrent of dimensions, leaving behind faint golden trails.

And some time after it left this world that had just returned to peace.

On that scorched earth that once served as a hatchery for Hyper Zetton larvae, space abruptly distorted.

A purplish-black crack was silently torn open, exuding a chilling aura of death.

A tall and strong figure slowly emerged from it.

His entire body was covered in eerie blue muscle veins, as if containing explosive power. Grotesque bone spurs grew from his elbows and knees, gleaming with a cold, icy light. His face was terrifying, like that of the undead, with two eerie green flames burning in his eyes.

Necromancer, Reiberts.

He surveyed the battlefield, still saturated with Ultraman's energy, and let out a disdainful snort.

"Another defeated guy? What a piece of trash."

As he finished speaking, another figure emerged from the spatial rift behind him.

It was a Baltan alien with a sinister expression.

Looking at the remaining traces of Zetton cells on the ground, he sighed with a hint of regret, "Killed in the same way... My poor, alternate dimension counterpart."

"However, he didn't even get Hyper Zetton to evolve to its complete form before it collapsed in its larval stage. It's truly tragic."

"Isn't it the same for you?"

Reberts glanced at him, his tone full of mockery, "He was already at the final fusion stage, yet he died such a miserable death."

A hint of resentment flashed in the eyes of the Baltan alien. He brought up a holographic projection. On the screen was Lin Yu transformed into Tiga, in another universe, crushing the fusion of Hyper Zetton's larva along with himself with absolute power.

"That's because this guy has mastered the power of time."

The Baltan alien gritted his teeth and said, "If we don't have the same power to fight back, then there's no point in merging with him. He can travel to the past at any time and nip us in the bud when we're most vulnerable."

"The power of time..."

Reberts murmured the word, and the eerie green will-o'-the-wisp flickered. "That's no longer a problem."

He slowly raised his hand, palm facing the ground.

"Here it all begins again... Awaken, slumbering souls!"

A torrent of dark energy erupted from his palm, staining the entire land like ink. The lifeless Zetton cells on the ground, along with the remnants of the Baltan aliens' consciousness that had dissipated into the air, began to reassemble under the pull of this dark energy.

A blood-red cocoon of flesh was visibly reforming and re-forming.

Immediately afterwards, the fleshy cocoon burst open, and the Baltan alien belonging to this world, covered in slime, reappeared in the world.

"Ugh..."

He let out a roar, and as soon as he revived, he instinctively waved his arms, "Damn Tiga! I'll make you..."

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

He saw Reiberts, and his "compatriot" from another time and space.

"What? You are...?"

"You are already dead."

Another Baltan explained coldly, "It was we who awakened you from the abyss of death."

"I am dead?"

The Baltan aliens of this world were stunned for a moment, then were filled with boundless rage. "Tiga! Dyna! Zero! I will take my revenge!"

"Shut up, idiot."

Another Baltan interrupted him without any politeness, "If you make any rash moves now and alert that guy who controls the power of time, making him aware of our presence, then we will kill you here again."

"You..." The newly resurrected Baltan alien was furious, but when he saw the figures slowly emerging from the spatial rift behind Reiberts, all his anger was instantly extinguished by cold fear.

A man wearing a Night Raid team uniform, with a cold face and empty eyes, his name is Mitsuhiko Ishibori.

A man with an ominous red light burning in his right eye and a sinister smile on his lips.

A shadowy figure shrouded in a purplish-black hood, revealing only a pair of eyes radiating despair—the Shadow Mage.

A cosmic magician with a deathly pale face as if coated with three pounds of flour, a grayish-black body, a nose like a pig's snout, and holding a... poop-shaped magic wand.

There were also two aliens wielding enormous bat-shaped battle axes and bat-shaped longswords, exuding an aura of imperial oppression.

"I see……"

The Baltan aliens of this world looked at this villain lineup, which could be described as an "all-star" team, and suddenly laughed, a laugh that was extremely maniacal. "Are they all defeated guys? Like me, dead men who crawled back from hell?"

"This is really interesting... Haha... Hahahaha!"

Reiberts ignored his maniacal laughter. He simply raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless time and space, locking onto the receding time-space city. "Tiga..."

"The days when you could so easily transcend time and arbitrarily alter fate are over."

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Time City traverses the torrent of dimensions.

Asuka Kazuma looked out the porthole at the bizarre and dazzling lights rushing past, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

On this journey, he experienced too many things that challenged his understanding.

Reviving the dead and beating them up again, carrying stone statues through time and space, and even Ultraman fighting with a loving father and filial son.

He felt that none of his decades of life had been as exciting as these past few days.

"I feel like I've been tricked into getting on a pirate ship," Asuka Kazuma muttered to himself.

Lin Yu sat atop the tower, legs crossed, leisurely sipping his soda, seemingly oblivious to his complaints.

Just then, the Time-Space City trembled violently, piercing through the last layer of the dimensional barrier.

The scene in front of me suddenly became clear.

The deep universe, the twinkling stars, and that familiar war planet transformed from Belial's legacy.

They are back.

Just as Lin Yu was about to stretch and call his Imperial Steward, his movements suddenly froze.

An indescribable, boundless power, like a bursting dam of stars, surged in from all directions, instantly engulfing him.

The force was not violent; instead, it carried a gentle yet firm quality, constantly washing over and permeating his body, resonating intensely with something deep within his soul.

Lin Yu's body uncontrollably emitted a seven-colored halo.

"Lin Yujun?"

Kazuma Asuka immediately noticed something was wrong with him and stepped forward, asking anxiously, "What's wrong?"

Lin Yu did not answer.

He slowly closed his eyes.

In an instant, countless images flooded his mind like a tidal wave.

He saw it.

On a planet about to be swallowed by a red giant, the Imperial fleet he built is systematically guiding the local indigenous civilization aboard a massive ark for an unprecedented interstellar migration.

He saw it.

In a chaotic asteroid belt, countless engineering robots are mining those lifeless dead stars, recovering useful resources, while the remaining debris is precisely pushed toward a nearby low-mass planet, turning into a meteor shower that nourishes the earth.

He saw it.

A fleet marked with the letter "N" is hunting down a notorious gang of space pirates, bringing peace to the newly opened interstellar route.

Two planets that had been sworn enemies for thousands of years laid down their arms under the persuasive tongue of the Mefilas aliens. Their kings were sitting at a table, signing a thick peace and trade agreement.

Eliminate tyranny, maintain order, stabilize the ecosystem, open up sea routes, punish evil, and protect the weak...

All of this is what his makeshift team, the "Ultimate Galactic Universe Emperor," is doing.

Lin Yu suddenly realized.

This is not some power that appeared out of thin air.

This is order.

It is the "order" that arises when the entire universe is being set back on track because of his actions!
This power is almost entirely of the same origin as the sixth dragon within him that represents Lugiel!

Lugsette, acting as the white blood cells of the universe, maintains cosmic order by eliminating "cancer" planets.

And he is doing the same thing in a gentler, more positive way!
"I see……"

Lin Yu muttered to himself.

Behind him, a colossal, towering phantom slowly emerged.

It was a majestic and sacred cosmic dragon that radiated seven-colored light.

Rainbow Dragon, Lugsette!
With the appearance of the dragon's phantom, the long-dormant power within Lin Yu's body completely surged forth.

The power of the sixth dragon was perfected at this moment.

(End of this chapter)