I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

"Hiss... I've always been curious, where did you hear about our Land of Light? We're clearly two different worlds, yet you seem to have a deep understanding of the Land of Light. I don't think I've ever told you any of this before. Where did I get to when I told you about the history of the Land of Light? It seems like I was only talking about the latter half of the origin of the Land of Light." Seven was a little puzzled.

"You've come all the way from the Land of Light to this universe, so why shouldn't I know something about the Land of Light? Maybe some Ultraman from the Land of Light told me about it before," Wuma Quan said evasively. These things shouldn't be explained too clearly; the clearer it is, the more lies will be needed. So it's better to give a rough outline and let Seven guess. What Seven ultimately guesses is none of his business; he hasn't gone into detail, nor has he admitted anything. It's all just the other person's imagination.

Wumaquan's direction was vague, but who is Seven? As we all know, civil officials are not only unparalleled in combat, but they also love to overthink things.

Seven couldn't help but imagine that a senior from the Land of Light had accidentally traveled to this universe and encountered the vicious source of darkness, which is now Wuma Spring.

The two sides engaged in a fierce battle, both paying a heavy price and failing to subdue the other, ultimately retreating with both sides suffering heavy losses.

That senior figure then used persuasive words to win people over. After recovering, they clashed several more times, with him constantly instilling his beliefs. Ultimately, the source of darkness was moved by love and justice, transforming into its current form. This seems to explain why Wumaquan, despite possessing such terrifying dark power, adheres to principles and upholds justice.

Seven secretly imagined the possibilities. If his thoughts were correct, then he wondered which Ultraman predecessor had come to this universe. Thinking about it carefully, in the early days of the Land of Light, there seemed to be quite a few beings who could single-handedly defeat the source of darkness. He wondered if the Father of Ultra with true power could do it, and even if he could, it was clearly not the Father of Ultra.

After all, Father of Ultra has never left the Land of Light since its founding, and has fought for the Land of Light all his life. It is precisely because of this that he has achieved his current status. The famous Emperor Emperor battle was Father of Ultra's battle that made him famous and laid the foundation for his position in the Land of Light.

Seven calmed himself down and said, "What you said is true. Our Land of Light is indeed divided into three color groups, and people of different colors will go to positions that suit them. What you said is the most common situation, but if you are willing, a scientist from the Blue Clan can work in the Red Clan's Ultra Guard. There are examples of this. For instance, a famous swordsman is from the Blue Clan of our Land of Light and is the director of the Research Bureau. He has killed countless enemies with his superb swordsmanship."

"If Daigo had gone to your Land of Light, what position would he have held?" Wuma Izumi asked.

"That depends on his strengths and interests. After all, he's not an Ultraman born from our Land of Light. Which aspect suits him best depends on his own talents," Seven said. "In short, our Land of Light accepts all good races." Seven was deep in thought, seemingly already imagining the scene of Tiga joining the Land of Light. Tiga hadn't yet been exposed to the Plasma Spark Tower's light; if he were, his strength might even increase.

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Outside the solar system.

The cosmic life form, the dark planet Sphia, is approaching.

Countless sub-life forms spread out from his surroundings. They were incredibly dense and astonishing. Once a life was targeted, it could not escape being possessed and controlled, making it a truly terrifying situation.

Furthermore, the terrifying suction force of the main body is such that even light cannot escape. Countless life forms, although close to the mother body, maintain a great distance to prevent the offspring from being swallowed up.

As for the mother body, he doesn't care about the offspring bodies, since he can extend more characters with his abilities. Most of the time, he just observes through the offspring bodies, looking at the situations they come into contact with, and then he goes to that place after seeing which one attracts his interest.

Therefore, legends about him circulate in many places. But those who witnessed his power have mostly perished, and few have survived. Very few civilizations were able to annihilate him. Perhaps the once-prosperous Lost Empire was one of them, but now the Lost Empire is merely a legend.

Now he's heading towards Earth in the solar system. On Earth, he's seen things that interest him and things that disgust him. He doesn't want Earth to exist anymore; he wants to test its worth. If it survives, Earth will continue to exist; if it doesn't, then civilization on Earth will perish.

However, as this mother figure moved forward, she was unaware that a beam of light was chasing after her from behind.

It moved at an exceptionally fast speed, following the traces left by the mother body. Accompanied by starlight adorning the surroundings, the light that came into view looked very familiar, and this light aroused my curiosity.

Could it be that he found the right path this time?

Did you successfully find your way home?

Even so, Dyna wasn't particularly excited, because there are many similar places in the vast galaxy, and he had been disappointed several times before.

I wonder how his child on Earth is doing now.

Dyna fell silent for a moment. If he could go back, he would definitely make it up to his child. He wanted his child to experience what light was, to understand what light truly meant.

He transformed into light due to an accident, and he believes his child also possesses this potential. He is not a good father, but he hopes his child can also become light to protect humanity and the Earth.

In fact, Kazuma Asuka didn't know why he had turned into light. The feeling was incredibly strange, like his spirit had transcended his body and reached a critical point, stimulating something deep within his body. Ultimately, he became light and wandered the universe. Unfortunately, as a human, he didn't understand the universe, so after turning into light, he couldn't find his way home and could only wander aimlessly.

He suspected that not only him, but everyone on Earth might possess this potential.

The human body contains the power of light to varying degrees. It's just a matter of whether it's activated or not, and the intensity of the light.

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The Zoga, stationed at outposts outside the solar system, did not retreat an inch. They remained hidden within their posts, watching the approaching dark planetary mother, Sphia, and relaying messages back to the rear. For them, having experienced countless wars, large and small, this was nothing. They were fearless of death, driven solely by their leader's ultimate goal: to dominate the universe.

If they back down over such a small matter, then what are they, the vanguard of the ancient times?

"Strange, there's a beam of light chasing after this giant sphere." Zoga and the others observed and finally noticed Dyna behind the Sphere Matrix.

Because Sphia's body is very large, it is often overlooked that what is behind it is not visible.

However, due to the recent expansion of the outposts by the Zoga and the addition of many functions, they can now see some previously obscured areas. Of course, there is almost nothing in the solar system that they cannot see.

“There is indeed a light chasing after it, and it seems that this light even has its own consciousness.”

"Could it be another giant of light on the plains?"

"Strange, where do all these giants of light come from these days?"

"Should we report this to the boss? It's another Giant of Light."

"There's no need to accept it as it is. Besides, we have the ability to handle this kind of thing. In fact, that giant sphere seems to be more dangerous than the Giant of Light."

The Zogas exchanged ideas for a while, then decided to ignore it and continue watching.

Anyway, they outnumbered and outgunned, so this kind of thing didn't bother them. As long as it didn't affect their boss's plan to conquer the universe, then none of this mattered.

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on the earth.

The little bird finally managed to shake off the three Ghidorahs chasing it.

The little bird was quite proud; the three riding electric bikes were not as good as him.

If he were to play baseball, he would definitely make it to Koshien.

He wanted to become a dazzling teenage star. In the past, he would have been happy to do so, but things were different now. He wanted to be a great person. Being just a teenage star or a baseball star was not enough. He wanted to become a more powerful and capable person who could completely protect the earth.

A future, incredibly famous person. Someone everyone will remember.

The little bird chuckled.

They ran towards the nearby Holy Church stronghold.

He needs to have a proper talk with the old lady about this.

Shortly after the little bird left, in a shadowy corner.

A figure slowly emerged; it was none other than the old woman.

The old woman's physical condition has become increasingly robust. She also looks younger than her age. At first glance, she doesn't look like a woman in her seventies, eighties, or nineties at all; she looks more like she's in her thirties, forties, or fifties. Her hair has turned from completely white to jet black, shiny and full of vitality.

She was pulling a small electric scooter, lifting it up on her hands, and even did a bicep curl. Ghidorah was sitting on the scooter.

The eldest brother looked deep in thought. It was normal for the electric scooter to be off the ground and unable to move, but now it was being lifted up by an old woman. This was completely different from the knowledge that the Yabo people had taught them. Weren't human old women supposed to be so weak that they could be blown away by the wind?

The second child, however, fell into deep thought. Something was wrong, something was very wrong, it didn't make sense. The electric car was clearly starting up, the wheels were constantly turning, so why couldn't it move? Couldn't it just fly through the air? Even if someone pulled it back. The second child's thinking was more layered; he probably thought of airplanes.

The third child stared longingly at the ice cream in the old woman's hand. It was the latest flavor, and he said greedily, "Grandma, you're really strong! Can I have some of your ice cream?"

"Oh? Young man, you like ice cream so much? Since you've asked me for it, I can't very well refuse. Here you go." The old woman smiled warmly, her face full of kindness, and handed over the ice cream. If you didn't see the old woman holding it up with one hand, with three people sitting on the electric scooter, it would appear to be a very kind and harmonious scene.

The third son didn't stand on ceremony, opening his mouth wide and taking a bite. He swallowed it whole, not even tasting the flavor or the temperature. But still, he nodded contentedly, "Thank you, Grandma."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. But why were you chasing after that child?" the old woman asked.

"Um...I forgot," the third brother answered honestly.

The second son replied, "Because he caused us to be fined. Although from the correct perspective it was our fault, he was meddling in other people's business."

The eldest brother nodded: "That's right, those who meddle in other people's business pay the price."

"Haha, it seems your education is not perfect. Let me, your grandma, tell you about the philosophy of the Holy Church. The Holy Church is a sect created by the ruler. We advocate unity, friendship, and kindness..." Grandma began her incessant rambling.

The eldest brother initially wanted to jump out of the car and run away, but found himself being picked up by the old woman and put back in the car. He initially thought that since the old woman was treating him like a pushover, he should show some real strength. However, he then realized that doing so would ruin their good opportunity to learn in human society, so he held back.

The second child would occasionally chime in and argue with his grandmother.

The third child, however, gazed at the sky with a carefree expression. He wondered when he would get to eat ice cream again. After Grandma finished speaking, he thought he might take the eldest and second eldest children to get another ice cream. It was so delicious, but it didn't have much flavor and was too small; he swallowed it in one bite without even having a chance to taste it.

"Fine, fine, since the Holy God you speak of is so powerful, then where is the Holy God right now, and what is he doing?" the second brother argued.

The old woman looked devout... "God is everywhere, and may be watching us right now. God will not abandon anyone. As long as you realize your mistakes and turn back, God will still look after you."

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Jie Jie Jie

Chapter 193 Metal Unearthed from Underground, Mysterious Woman in Black

Another uneventful day passed quietly.

Wuma Quan got up as usual, ate the meal that Seven had carefully prepared, and then Sato Miriko knocked on his door and took him to the organization to clock in for work.

This is a good habit. If someone arrives, they can clock in at that point to record their arrival each day and ensure that their perfect attendance record is valid at the end of the month.

Although Wu Maquan wasn't particularly interested in the amount of the perfect attendance bonus, it was still a sum of money, and he wouldn't recommend having more money if possible.

"What happened to that little monster last time?" Sitting in the car, Wu Maquan suddenly remembered Durban. In the original story, Durban continued to perform with the circus.

But now that Durban is possessed by Sphia, it's hard for him to stay out of the sights of the higher-ups.

Perhaps the higher-ups will still consider Durban a dangerous monster, in which case Durban's situation may not be good, and it may not be as free as before, or even able to contact the circus.

“He accepted the TPC's investigation and will live under TPC's surveillance for a period of time. Once it's confirmed that there are no aftereffects and no abnormalities, he will be released to return to his original life.” Sato Miriko shrugged and said, “In this respect, TPC is quite open-minded, even better than our Monarch organization. If it were our organization, we would probably keep him here for research. Some extreme researchers would even propose to dissect him. So, it's actually a good choice for that little monster to stay with TPC.”

"It's really good, but the people at the circus are probably going to be worried for a while." Wu Maquan nodded. But that's not a problem. He had just heard that the circus ringmaster had broken his leg, and he could use this time to recover. When Durban returned, the circus would be a happy family again.

The two chatted as they arrived at the organization's base, clocked in as usual, and then entered the organization one by one. Not long after, Wumaquan received another message.

He had originally planned to spend another day slacking off in the lab. It was a holiday, but some people in the organization had to work as usual while others were allowed to take time off. As for those in charge, they naturally didn't get any holidays, but fortunately, they received double pay.

Such a large organization cannot afford to give everyone a holiday; someone has to perform daily work to keep the organization running, and those in charge naturally have an inescapable responsibility for this.

"Is there something you need? Why are you contacting me all of a sudden?" Wumaquan asked.

“There is indeed something going on. A construction team has unearthed something from underground, and we need to go take a look. In addition, the Victory Team will also be heading there,” said Miko Sato.

"Huh?" Wumaquan said, "Since we're going there, why is the Victory Team going too? How did our two organizations end up together again? Our two organizations seem to have different goals, don't they?"

“That’s our organization’s territory, but the construction workers reported it to us and also called the Victory Team. The Victory Team is a paranormal investigation organization, and they supposedly detected abnormal energy fluctuations, so they came naturally based on the phone call.” Sato Miriko said with a hint of helplessness. Although it was their territory, the people under their command weren’t entirely theirs; the construction team and the like were all hired by them. They couldn’t be easily mobilized.

“Okay, I’ll head over there later,” Wumaquan said.

"What? After that, you've been holed up in the lab. What exactly are you doing? Come with me now!" Sato Miriko said in a flurry.

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Construction site.

The object they dug up from the ground was a sheet of iron with a metallic sheen. Their drills couldn't leave any marks on it. It must have been buried at least 100 years ago. But 100 years ago, it seems there weren't objects this hard. Their drills, while capable of penetrating the most extreme materials, could at least penetrate ordinary metals. Yet, when they encountered this sheet of iron, their drills were rendered useless after just one pass. This demonstrates its extraordinary hardness.