I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

Lina pursed her lips; she knew Camilla was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

In her memory, the goddess should be Camilla. What did the goddess do again? Lina blinked, forgetting, but it didn't matter. She remembered that the goddess liked a man, and that man seemed to be a giant.

She was immersed in that deep affection; she could feel the intense love and admiration.

There's no mistake. Camilla definitely had someone she liked during the ancient times.

However, for some reason, we haven't seen that person yet. Perhaps they've gone off on some business.

Lina blinked. Knowing Camilla's cold exterior but warm heart, she knew the best way to win her over: help Camilla find someone she liked, and then Lina would act as a matchmaker, bringing them together in modern human society to get married, register their marriage, and have children…

Camilla will definitely like it then. She'll also feel a sense of belonging to human society. If humanity faces a crisis, Camilla will step in without hesitation, even more excited, enthusiastic, and proactive than she is now.

Lina rested her chin on her hand, thinking it was a great idea, an excellent idea. As expected of her, she could actually come up with such a wonderful idea.

However, there's one more thing to determine before that: where exactly is Camilla's old flame? If he's not on Earth, her plans will be stalled; if he is, then where on Earth is he located? Finding him will likely require considerable effort.

Lina fell into deep thought. It seemed this matter wouldn't be so easy to succeed, and her memory was extremely poor, almost completely faded. Aside from clearly remembering techniques and skills, her memory was a jumbled mess, with many things she couldn't recall even if she wanted to. She was in a state of being somewhat powerless to help.

But it doesn't matter, she has plenty of time, lots and lots of time. If she has the chance in the future, she will definitely help Camilla complete this task. After all, they are of one mind; in some ways, they can be considered one person.

Camilla doesn't know her feelings right now. But she will prove it with time.

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At this very moment, Lina's crush, Camilla's old flame.

He was engaged in a bloody battle within the Crow People's Empire. Wielding the Spark Prism lightsaber, he slaughtered his way through the enemy ranks, yet his body remained completely untouched by blood. To ensure his cleanliness, he even used his light power to create a thin film on his body, effectively protecting him from sneak attacks and preventing blood splatter from causing unnecessary soiling.

Even as he fought his bloody battle, he didn't forget to sneeze.

"Who's eyeing me?" Daigo muttered to himself, then looked around. The crow-men were staring at him menacingly.

Hmm... indeed, some people are interested in him, and many of them are even aliens.

Daigo is inevitably under a lot of pressure.

Even ordinary people feel nervous standing on a huge stage, let alone Daigo, who is now fighting against people from an entire planet, so the pressure is even greater.

After wearing the thin veil for an unknown amount of time, Daigo felt that it was about enough. If he continued to exhaust himself like this, it would be difficult for him to maintain his human form without getting injured.

He felt it was time to transform; the difference in strength between his transformed and untransformed forms was like heaven and earth. After transforming, Daigo's strength would undoubtedly be considered top-tier within the Crow Empire.

He retrieved the Spark Sword, and the two heads on the Spark Prism closed up once more.

Daigo activated the Spark Prism with his will.

After a spin, it unfolded once more, releasing rainbow-like light, accompanied by several blue lightning bolts that crackled and even electrocuted a few crowmen.

Ultraman Tiga appeared before the many Crow People.

As they gazed at Tiga's figure, which was taller than a mountain, the woman in the thin veil stopped in her tracks.

Surrounding Tiga were mountains of Crow People's corpses, the thick stench of blood further fueling their ferocity.

So the more they killed, the more carried away they became. Even though they were the ones who ended up being killed, they couldn't stop. It had been a long time since they had unleashed their true nature like this, able to kill without restraint. Even though they knew Daigo was very strong—stronger than their group could contend with—they were numerous, and they firmly believed that even if Daigo could kill wave after wave, they would eventually wear him down.

But when Daigo transformed, they felt it was too outrageous.

What, it can even have a second form?

After killing enough in the first form, can we switch to the second form and kill again?

Many of the weaker crow-people had the idea of ​​running away. They were good at killing, but they weren't stupid. They didn't want to waste their lives on an enemy that seemed unbeatable at first glance.

Besides these, there were also crow-men with even greater murderous intent. Killing such a gigantic being would surely be a great achievement, wouldn't it?

They drew their weapons and charged towards Tiga. They weren't ordinary crow people; within the crow empire, they were upper-middle-class crow people with some status. Therefore, compared to ordinary crow people, they possessed more lethal weapons and better defensive measures. They were naturally at a disadvantage.

When faced with more challenging things, they feel an even stronger urge to push forward.

Tiga was naturally fearless. Even without his transformed state, he dared to fight the Crow Man head-on. Now that he had transformed, he had to confront him even more fiercely. Otherwise, what would be the point of his transformation?

Tiga swung his fist, a faint glow gathering on its silver surface, and slammed it hard into the ground. A massive shockwave spread outwards, shattering the bones of all the crow-men around him. Those a little further away were sent flying.

The appearance of Ultraman Tiga was undoubtedly overwhelming for the many Crow People. Almost no Crow People could defeat Ultraman Tiga in a one-on-one fight.

Tiga's appearance also attracted the attention of the Crow People's higher-ups.

They hadn't seen any outside species in a long time, and had been trapped here for who knows how long, with no hope in sight. This was also the reason why many high-ranking members of the Arakkoa fell into despair. Days without hope passed one after another; who could endure that? It was too much to bear; without a spiritual belief, collapse was inevitable. Even the head of the Arakkoa Empire sometimes secretly pondered the future of the Arakkoa. They were sacrifices offered to the gods, but judging from the current situation, the gods seemed to have forgotten them, abandoned them, or rather, their existence was utterly insignificant to life; the gods didn't care about them at all. This was both a good thing and a bad thing.

If the gods were interested in them and were to conduct experiments on them, even the most inconspicuous actions by the gods could be devastating. But the gods have no interest in them whatsoever, do nothing about them, and simply abandon them here, with no idea when they will be able to leave. This is utterly hopeless.

"Very strong. A casual attack can cause the deaths of many of his comrades. His control over the use of power is at its peak. Very good." The Imperial Head of State was secretly observing Tiga, having paid the price of hundreds of thousands of Raven People's deaths. The Imperial Head of State gave a rough assessment. This number of deaths was nothing; the Raven People had many of them, and they could even make up for this number in a short time if they wanted to. However, they were currently in poor condition and did not have the time or inclination for such actions.

"Perhaps we can use his power to get out," the Imperial Head thought to himself. In the Imperial Head's eyes, Tiga's strength surpassed even that of Zoga in a one-on-one fight. In a one-on-one confrontation, the Imperial Head would call Tiga the strongest he had ever seen.

This might be an opportunity. Tiga didn't exist in the Empire before, which means he's an alien species who knows how to leave.

The head of state quickly ordered the mobilization of a group of secret squads, who were ordinary Crow people in their daily lives.

However, at crucial moments, they can receive orders from the head of state and be assigned to a decapitation squad personally named by the head of state.

They work specifically for the head of the empire, investigating extremely dangerous matters. The mortality rate is very high, but the team consists of elites with excellent benefits.

"Go and investigate this giant thoroughly, and see if you can find a way out from him."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

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In the shadows, Seven X watched Tiga's actions and then glanced at the Imperial Head's orders.

"It's a good idea, but unfortunately it's a waste of time." The delusional Seven X cast a disdainful glance. This is controlled by the Holy Church's rulers; it's their territory. The entire empire has long been in their hands.

Even the new hope of the Empire's leader, Ultraman Tiga, was sent down by Wuma Quan. Without Wuma Quan's permission, how could Tiga have come here and caused such a commotion? Even if Wuma Quan didn't know that Tiga had come here and caused such a commotion, he should have noticed it long ago. The fact that Wuma Quan didn't intervene for so long clearly shows that he tacitly approved it.

Poor imperial head, poor imperial people, poor Lebik civilization. They were destined to be nothing more than playthings.

P.S.: Requesting votes, rewards, and even blades (a metaphor for threats/resources).

This chapter has 7,000 words; more tomorrow!

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Does anyone know about Minazuki...? Hehehe?

Chapter 182 The Gaze from the Sky

Outside the solar system.

The Zoga's defenses are no longer limited to the solar system.

They have established numerous outposts throughout the solar system. Their eyes and ears are everywhere in the solar system, so they can know immediately what is happening inside.

But this is only within the solar system. They know that their leader will inevitably dominate the entire universe in the future. Defending only within the solar system seems somewhat outdated; they should extend their defenses slightly.

So they expanded slightly beyond the solar system, establishing numerous outposts. Hordes of Zocas poured out of the solar system, taking up positions at these outposts to observe the external world. They could even use their outposts to observe other star systems. They extended their reach several light-years beyond the solar system, almost reaching a star system slightly closer to their own.

"Hey, look, look! What's that star system over there? It looks like a huge thing is flying this way."

One of the Zoga observed an unusual object. He immediately reported it, attracting many other Zoga to watch.

"It really looks huge, like it could swallow a planet."

"But this is definitely not a planet. The life force detected on it means that it is definitely a living organism. It's really interesting that there is such a big thing in the universe."

"Even the gravity around us is distorted. Anyone who gets even slightly close to this life form will be sucked into it. Is it carrying a black hole with it?"

"That's interesting. Brothers, give me a hand and focus all your power on my eyes so I can see even more clearly. I have the ability to see a thousand miles."

Having lived through so many eras, the Zoga have absorbed a little bit of the essence from each era and been able to create all sorts of skills. Although all kinds of supernatural powers ultimately share the same origin, the names they use for these skills change with the times. In their words, they keep up with the trends of the times and never fall behind in the slightest.

Upon hearing this, the Zoga around him poured their dark energy into this Zoga's body. The Zoga, now empowered, immediately activated it, focusing it into his eyes. In an instant, a terrifying light burst forth as he looked toward the true form of the dark planet Sphia. With just one glance, he saw the true form hidden within it.

"Damn, it looks just like those mysterious spheres from before. So this must be the leader of those mysterious spheres. No wonder these mysterious spheres dare to be so arrogant, randomly possessing creatures in various star systems and causing trouble. It turns out they have such a powerful leader behind them. These little punks really have a good backer." Zoga used vision sharing, allowing the other Zoga to see the true face of the dark planet.

"Gah gah gah, so that's how it is."

"To be honest, we haven't actually attacked those spherical life forms in the solar system; we've just been observing and monitoring them from the shadows."

"Perhaps it was the information sharing among those spherical life forms in the solar system that fed back to their leader, and then their leader came here too."

"That makes sense. Why don't we return to the solar system now and eliminate those spherical life forms? Otherwise, if such a large spherical life form comes into the solar system, things will become quite complicated. Although it's not a big deal for us, it's still a troublesome matter. Rather than waiting for it to come and then eliminating it, it's better to prevent it from happening in the first place. This way, we can save ourselves trouble and shift the battlefield to other star systems. We can also better preserve our outposts in the solar system."

"Alright, alright, you've got a lot to say, and it sounds really reasonable, but I disagree."

"What?"

"So, is it possible that the boss has already anticipated this situation? Don't forget, the boss is extremely capable. No matter what we do, the boss can always predict it. Could it be that this huge spherical life form is also part of the boss's plan? If we try to stop it, wouldn't we be ruining the boss's plans? We would be in a terrible position then."

"Damn, you little rascal... you really thought of everything. You're the boss, no doubt about it."

"Not at all, I've been following you for so long, I can figure out this kind of thing."

"Mad, are you saying we're brainless?"

A few of the Zoga got into a heated argument; after all these years together, their playful bickering was normal. The nearby Zoga remained indifferent as they watched the fight.

Whatever, let them fight. They won't kill anyone anyway. The only outstanding quality of the Zoga is their durability and sheer numbers. Otherwise, how could they be the premier assault troops of the ancient times?

Therefore, they temporarily set aside their observations of the massive dark planet Sphia and focused on it as their next objective. They did not intend to take action against it at this stage; if necessary, they believed their leader would inform them through the Holy Church.

These days, our leader has been performing miracles one after another, which has brought him a lot of glory. The reason why the Holy Church is so glorious now is largely due to our leader.

The leader that Zoga and his ilk were talking about was naturally not Wuma Quan, but Gatanothor. Ever since Gatanothor discovered that Wuma Quan had actually created such a wonderful thing while she was asleep, helping her almost realize her dream.

Gatanothor was too lazy to even sleep.

I'm completely addicted to it every day.

It has to be said that this is something that Gatanothor is absolutely addicted to.

It struck a chord with her, leaving her with an unforgettable and lingering impression. Besides performing miracles every night, Gatanothor also wanted to perform miracles during the day, but because her followers were active during the day and needed to sleep at night, Gatanothor felt it was a great pity that she couldn't coordinate a single time for all her followers to meet and worship her.

Listen carefully to the praises of the believers.

Time zones differ globally, so what is daytime in some places is already nighttime in others. Even if Gatanothor wanted to use that unique space of faith to gather believers, it would be unlikely to succeed.

After all, the number of believers is simply too large.

Leaving aside whether the space can accommodate so many believers, the main issue is that if a large number of believers enter the faith space at a given time, their physical bodies will inevitably become ineffective in reality.

Such a supernatural phenomenon will attract the attention of the Victory Team's investigation.

That would be troublesome, and Gatanothor knew that, even though she rarely paid attention to outside affairs, she had still lived for so long.