I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

Masaki Keigo left the wormhole and communicated with the Yapools as he walked.

“This world is now deserted, and the only intelligent life that exists is us,” Masaki Keigo said. “Do you remember what your previous proposal was?”

"Are you suggesting we use this whole world as our logistical base?"

"Not bad." Masaki Keigo said.

"Good, good, this kid is ambitious, I like him."

"The Yabo people admire you. Keep up the good work and keep pushing forward."

"Let's get started. There's still a large number of monsters that haven't been transformed into super beasts. While using this world as a logistics base, we can also transport those monster corpses here and stitch them together to create even more powerful super beasts. Compared to the pioneers' crude technology, our super beast technology is 10/10 perfect."

"Ouch!"

"Hmph ahhhhhh."

The pioneers had already fled, but Masaki Keigo was not in a hurry at all.

After all, no one knows better than him, a complete Earthling, what's on the other side of Earth.

Next, he needs to put his grand plan into action.

This world may be desolate, but it is large enough.

It's not easy to get here, so it's a very suitable place to start.

If Victory's base were located here during the finale of the Ultraman Tiga TV series, the resurgence of the Dark Ruler would not have affected Victory's base at all, and Victory's base could still operate normally.

Moreover, a large number of super beasts need a place to be stored, and this world is the perfect place for them.

If there are any instruments needed, they can be retrieved and transported from the other side of Earth, making it extremely difficult for others to find his lair.

Even if they manage to survive by sheer luck, they will still have to face his more than a thousand super beasts.

Hehehe... Masaki Keigo's lips curled up again, like that crooked-mouthed dragon king, his face full of confidence.

............

a new day.

The Monarchy organization's testing is still ongoing.

The primary objective remains finding that legendary, mysterious pilot.

Wu Maquan, on the other hand, stayed obediently in the laboratory and didn't go out. In short, he had been cleared of suspicion, and the rest was none of his business. He just needed to stay in the laboratory and play dead without making a sound.

He was scrolling through the latest news on his phone.

I saw the news that construction is about to begin on the town of Obik. It even included a close-up photo of Obik.

The old man's face was beaming with a bright smile.

"Tsk tsk tsk, he's completely integrated into human society." Wumaquan noticed the jadeite worn by Obik. The jadeite alone was priceless, and now that it had been made into a work of art, its price was bound to rise even further.

He looked every bit the big boss.

“Wuma, I think I just sensed another evil aura, it flashed by.” Seven suddenly said.

Wumaquan was taken aback for a moment, then said, "An evil aura? Could it be the work of the mastermind behind this mysterious force?"

"No, not at all. Although they are equally evil, their auras are completely different. Be careful, as a new evil may have emerged," Seven warned.

"No way, isn't everything supposed to be in balance? We haven't even found the original evil leader yet, and now you're telling me a completely new evil entity has appeared?" Wumaquan said.

“Perhaps this evil was very weak, or perhaps it was very powerful, I can’t say for sure, I just suddenly sensed it.” Seven sensed it carefully and said, “Unfortunately, it can’t be found now, it was just a fleeting glimpse.”

"Understood. We'll discuss this with Daigo later and have him use the GUTS team's resources to search for it. If it's not some powerful evil entity, Daigo can handle it on his own. But if it is a powerful evil, it won't be easy to deal with in a short time," Wuma Izumi said.

Upon hearing this, Seven said, "What you said makes a lot of sense."

Wumaquan blinked and said, "You're not being sarcastic, are you?"

"No."

"really?"

"Stop asking."

"That's really ironic!"

...........

On Sato Miriko's side.

Testing at special training facilities.

The last person has also been tested.

They've tested everyone at their base. Even so, they still haven't found that mysterious, legendary pilot who set all those extreme records.

This left Sato Miriko somewhat frustrated.

"This is really strange. How come we can't even find a single person?" Sato Miriko placed her hand on the instrument, staring at it in thought.

The other drivers were also whispering and discussing among themselves.

"I've heard of people turning into living beings, but I've never heard of someone turning a living person into nothingness."

"Could it be a ghost?"

"In my opinion, the instrument is malfunctioning."

"What are you saying? Didn't we already check the equipment before and say there was nothing wrong with it? Now you're saying there's something wrong with the equipment."

"Sigh, who knows about the equipment? Look, we've all been tested, and we still can't find that mysterious legendary pilot. If this isn't the equipment's fault, whose is it?"

Many drivers were discussing it, but no result was reached.

Miko Sato sighed slightly, deciding to report the results for now and make further plans later.

Although we had previously tested it together with Wumaquan.

Wuma Izumi was cleared of suspicion, but for some reason, Sato Miriko noticed Wuma Izumi's calm and leisurely demeanor.

I always felt that Wumaquan must know something inside.

It's possible that Wumaquan, the person in charge, helped the mysterious driver escape. If there's an inside man, then escaping would be quite simple.

Sato Miriko rested her chin on her hand, wondering if her guess was true. Why would Wuma Izumi help that person? And what kind of relationship did they have?

Of course, her guess was unfounded and based solely on her intuition. She would need to talk to Wumaquan more to see if she could extract any other information from him. If she could, things would be much easier.

Sato Miriko's eyes darted around as she began to think.

............

Everything is shrouded in mystery.

Sometimes, even the most inconspicuous things can play a significant role.

Magnetic fields—the very name evokes images of something powerful and mysterious.

Recently, the magnetic field of a certain area has been very unusual, causing abnormal fluctuations at certain times, resulting in the birth of things that should not exist in the real world.

On the planet of the Crowmen, the image of the Red Pass Demon has been widely established in the minds of the people. Although they do not know the true appearance of the Red Pass Demon, they have a vague general image in their minds.

They worship every day, and since the higher-ups don't interfere, their faith takes deeper root.

Later, Xiao Qi and Xiao Xi often played around with each other, but their images didn't really resonate with people because they were too unconventional. With each of their antics, more and more legends about them arose, and more and more taboos had to be followed. Sometimes their images were fixed, but then they were instantly shattered, resulting in their images being somewhat inconsistent.

The only constant is Seven's red pass-through appearance.

The story of Wuma Spring is not widely known, as it was largely neglected. As the miracles ceased to occur, the number of believers gradually decreased, and the sect declined within the Raven People's Empire.

The image of the Red Pass Demon, as propagated by Seven, has been constantly accumulating in the Raven People's faith each day, coalescing into a blurry figure. If nothing unexpected happens, this will continue. However, the Seven they worship, and the Red Pass Demon they believe in, has begun to show some connection to the recent abnormal fluctuations in the magnetic field.

At first, it wasn't a big deal, but as time went on, at certain times, the image of the Red Pass Demon in the minds of the Raven people became more and more vivid and clear, as if it were a being that had returned from an indescribable place.

Every night at a certain time, the figure of the Red Pass Demon even begins to appear in the towns of the Crow People.

To do something destructive.

Act according to the image that the crow people have in mind.

This has led to an increasing number of people worshipping it.

The infamous Red Pass Demon began to be known to every household.

The Raven People, the Lebik civilization, is a technologically advanced civilization, but with the higher-ups neglecting their duties, it seems to be showing signs of regression, with people everywhere believing in supernatural and bizarre phenomena.

The higher-ups saw all of this. They knew it was an illusion. As long as they, the higher-ups, remained, and they held the most core knowledge and technology, their Lebik Empire could quickly return to its original state and become a fearless imperial army.

Even as the image of the Red Pass Demon became clearer and its reputation grew, the higher-ups remained unmoved. They were simply afraid of the gods outside the world, so they dared not take any action.

Thus, under the influence of a special magnetic field, coupled with the blind faith of the Crow People...

The figure of the Red Pass Demon was crystal clear.

Ultimately, the final form that emerged was exactly what Seven X looked like.

Compared to the wild, god-like Seven X, the Red Pass Seven X is more violent, evil, and destructive. It's more accurate to call him a delusional Seven X than Seven X.

Now, the delusional Seven X has been fattened up and can freely appear on the Crow People's planet, but it cannot freely appear outside.

Only when an abnormal magnetic field occurs can the delusional Seven X take action in the outside world.

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Chapter 158 Damn it, Seven is still chasing me

Night fell in darkness.

The dazzling, decadent city lives in the electric guitars of rock youths, in the miniskirts of girls under neon lights, and in the distorted abstract paintings of the city as trams travel by daylight...

Old cassette tapes hold tales of romance and countless ambiguous moments; new-age bunny girls appear in libraries, bringing a hazy yet beautiful youthful hormone… Art above all else, madness to the death.

A few commuters, tipsy, walk under the flickering streetlights, their long shadows, when viewed from a unique angle, resembling a sickle and a hammer. Day after day, year after year, most people live like machines, or perhaps they live within machines.

"Tsk... Damn boss, he won't give me a raise. I've been working here for over ten years, and a newbie has already taken my place." A worker complained as he finished his business dinner.

He held a beer can, only a third of which remained. He vehemently complained about the injustices everywhere. In fact, he was not alone; many office workers shared similar experiences. Everyone harbored their own grievances, yet dared not speak out. The world is mysterious; sometimes, their complaints, even a dream, would manifest in the real world under the strange rays of the universe.

In the city ablaze with colorful neon lights, a monster projection appears.