I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

"Ultraman's unity of mind and body, interesting, this is so interesting. Why do the Ultramen from the Land of Light always choose humans when they come to Earth?"

"On another note, our legacy has increased. We've been collecting and collecting non-stop lately, and the number of Super Beasts has increased from 1000 to 1200. Although the quality isn't as good as the original 1000, these extra 200 are still invaluable assets. We must manage them carefully, as they are our current capital in the fight against Ultraman Ace. We absolutely cannot afford to misuse them."

"This is all something to be happy about."

While Masaki Keigo was contemplating, the Yapool within him were also having a conversation. They had used Masaki Keigo's assets to collect the remains of monsters, which they then modified into Super Beasts. Even the Yapool themselves were actively collecting and refining these monsters into Super Beasts to enhance their assets. Back in their glorious days, thousands of Super Beasts were nothing to them. Unfortunately, Ace, a professional Super Beast collector, had slaughtered many, even driving them to extinction, leading to their current miserable state. It could be said that Ace was entirely responsible for their current predicament.

"This is so annoying." Listening to the incessant chatter of the Yapools within him, Masaki Keigo felt a headache coming on. He'd have to deal with the Yapools' attributes properly in the future. As for how to deal with them, Masaki Keigo already had some ideas: ruthlessly enslave the Yapools—that was the best strategy, ensuring they continuously produced Super Beasts for him.

Having beasts under his command would make things much easier, as he wouldn't need to personally lead every battle against invaders. He could command super beasts instead. However, achieving this would be quite difficult, as the Yapools wouldn't be so foolish as to blindly obey his orders. But that's precisely what makes it challenging. The Yapools? They're fit to be used by Masaki Keigo!

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the next day.

Sato Mireiko practiced until the wee hours of the morning before going to sleep, and the next morning she got up early and knocked loudly on Wuma Izumi's door. When Wuma Izumi opened the door to greet her, Sato Mireiko's energy and spirit were not at all like someone who had stayed up all night. She was still at her peak and spoke with great energy and strength.

Even though Wumaquan went to bed early, he still felt sleepy. Perhaps it was a habit that made him uncomfortable getting up so early. But thinking about it, it made sense. The Dark Ruler spent most of its time sleeping, and Wumaquan waking up so early in just 24 hours was already quite early.

"You're here so early, it's not even time for work yet, you're too diligent," Wumaquan complained.

"Please, understand your current role. You can't just slack off like before. Now you're Ultraman Ace's human form. As the human form, you have an obligation to train every day. Only in this way can you better protect humanity and safeguard the planet, right?" Sato Miriko lectured earnestly.

"Yes, yes, you're right. Although you've never given up practicing, I still think you can't beat me, whether it's fighting skills or anything else," Wu Maquan said with a grin.

"Oh dear, you're still so confident after not training for so long? Well, I'm not convinced. Since you know I train every day, you should know that I'm not the same person I used to be. If you're still judging me by who I was back then, you're making a big mistake. As the saying goes, 'A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation.' It seems necessary to let you experience how powerful I am now," said Miko Sato.

“Okay then, let’s make a bet. If I beat you in the next fight, you don’t have to come looking for me so early. Let me sleep as much as I used to. Of course, it doesn’t matter if you come to me for special training at other times. I’m free anyway, so I might as well do something else,” Wu Maquan said.

He originally wanted to ask Sato Miriko to leave him alone all day, but after thinking about it, he realized that seemed unlikely, and she probably wouldn't agree, so he made a concession first.

“Okay, it’s a deal.” Sato Miriko thought about it for a moment, and it didn’t sound like a bad deal, so she agreed. Anyway, it was just a matter of morning exercise, and as long as Wuma Quan could change his attitude, this lazy attitude would be fine.

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Ace watched the conversation between the two human hosts.

I couldn't help but shook my head.

Knowing Wuma Izumi's true identity, he knew Sato Miriko couldn't win. If Wuma Izumi were to get even slightly serious, Sato Miriko would likely be defeated. Her human form was truly kept in the dark.

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Writing novels late into the night every day, with an irregular sleep schedule—is this the fate of authors? I hope I don't suddenly die [Amen]???

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Suddenly I remembered! Wait a minute, isn't there a Pioneer in this book? He used the corpse of an otherworldly demon god as a biological weapon for war? Is that right? I was saying that while I was writing, I always felt like I'd forgotten some characters, and I kept going back and forth writing about them, but I just couldn't remember. Then suddenly it dawned on me—there's a Pioneer! 2333

Chapter 216 Moving

Imperial organization.

Wuma Izumi and Sato Miriko arrived at the organization early in the morning. They found a special dueling ground to hold their duel.

Miko Sato had already changed into her fighting outfit, while Izumi Wuma hadn't changed and was still dressed as usual, lazily standing on the ring with her hands behind her head, and even yawning quite contentedly.

The outcome of this battle is obvious at a glance.

Both he and Ace knew very well who would be the victor in this battle.

Only newcomers like Miriko Sato are unaware of this.

"Hmph, let me teach you a lesson for your lazy attitude. Sometimes, seeing you like this really annoys me. You still don't take me seriously. Don't think that becoming Ultraman is a small matter. We've both witnessed Ultraman's power firsthand; it can destroy the world and destroy cities in an instant. That power is comparable to that of a god. And now, you and I have become Ultraman's human hosts, qualified to transform into Ultraman. If you continue with this attitude, even the heavens will complain." Sato Miriko assumed a fighting stance. Over the years, she had never neglected her training. Not only had her knowledge in various fields increased, but her fighting ability had also continuously improved. Sato Miriko felt that she could easily defeat her past self.

"Don't worry, you have to keep this in mind. Whether you become Ultraman or not, you have to maintain a calm mind. Only in this way can you stay on the right path and not be affected." Wuma Quan didn't think that becoming Ultraman's human form was anything special. As the ruler of darkness, becoming the human form of the Ultra Brothers was, in a sense, a waste of his talents.

"Is that so?" Hearing Wuma Quan's words, Sato Miriko knew that what he said was true.

However, the two of them haven't competed for so many years. Sato Miriko is now eager to compete with Wuma Izumi and see who is better.

Miriko Sato took the lead and, without much beating around the bush, went straight to testing the waters.

A hook punch was thrown. Fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Of course, this only applies to ordinary people.

Wuma Quan's eyes followed Sato Miriko's swinging punch.

Even the fastest speed is limited in his eyes.

Wu Maquan easily dodged it by crouching down.

Seeing this, Sato Miriko followed closely behind with a high kick.

Wumaquan flipped backward, dodging the attack once again.

"Hey, hey, hey, you really don't hold back!" Wumaquan clapped his hands and said irritably.

"Don't be shy, let me see how much your strength has improved over the years." Sato Miriko frowned slightly, took a step back, and created some distance. She wasn't satisfied with Wuma Izumi's reaction; she wanted to see Wuma Izumi's true strength, not just to simply hide here.

"Okay, then don't cry later." Seeing how determined Sato Miriko was, Wuma Quan immediately decided not to hold back anymore.

He needed to finish the job quickly and efficiently. After that, he still had to go to the organization's canteen for breakfast. He hadn't eaten breakfast on the way here. As the saying goes, food is the most important thing in the world, and one should not miss any of the three meals a day.

Wu Maquan rushed forward and grabbed Sato Miriko's clothes and belt, throwing her over his shoulder.

The speed was so fast that Sato Miriko had no time to react. She could only see afterimages.

By the time I realized what was happening, I had already been thrown to the ground.

Sato Miriko's shapely buttocks touched the ground like waves, very elastic. She gritted her teeth and stared at Wuma Izumi, who had his back to her.

His clothes were ripped open, and the belt around his waist was pulled off by Wumaquan.

It was completely exposed inside. The coldness of the ground against her buttocks made her anus tighten.

Sato Miriko quickly pulled her clothes to cover herself.

Miriko Sato has a little-known habit: she likes not to wear anything underneath. This match was no exception; she was only wearing this one garment.

"How was it?" Wuma Quan slowly turned around, completely unaware that he had torn off Sato Miriko's belt.

"You!" Sato Miriko rushed in front of Wuma Izumi, raising her fist to strike. However, it seemed that she hadn't tied her belt tightly enough, and Wuma Izumi's strength and speed exceeded her expectations.

Therefore, she stopped moving again.

Sato Miriko thought for a moment, then lowered her fist and snorted coldly, "Although I don't know why your strength has improved despite not training for so many years, I have indeed lost, so I will not come to see you in the mornings from now on."

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's right." Wuma Quan patted Sato Miriko on the shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged. Train hard, and you'll have a chance to reach my level in the future."

Sato Miriko pouted and said, "Speaking of which, it seems like I was defeated just as quickly when I fought you back then."

In a battle between masters, the outcome can be decided in a single moment. Sato Miriko could see from this move that Wuma Izumi's skill, strength, and speed were superior to hers; there was no need to argue about it.

So let's stop here.

"Stay calm, this is inevitable. I'm just a legend." Wu Maquan left gracefully, waving goodbye.

It's time to head to the cafeteria for lunch, then relax in the lab.

"Hey, just how strong are you?" Sato Miriko asked curiously.

"Probably only slightly stronger than you," came Wumaquan's voice, but he had already vanished without a trace.

Miriko Sato rested her chin on her hand, staring at the ground in deep thought.

Perhaps, the intensity of her training could be increased further.

Having not seen Wumaquan practice for so many years, I thought his skills would have declined, but I didn't expect him to still be as formidable as he was back then.

Miriko Sato sighed.

Perhaps this is what it means to be abnormal. Abnormal in the eyes of a genius, one can only imagine the extent of one's true strength.

"Don't be discouraged. You two started at different levels. If you train hard, you might have a chance to reach his level," Ace comforted him.

“I know.” Sato Miriko was not discouraged.

On the contrary, they were full of fighting spirit.

She needs to train even harder.

Then go and challenge Wuma Spring.

We need to see just how strong he is.

"I will try harder."

"Okay, I support you."

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Deep-sea ruins.

The bottom of the deep sea is not a place that ordinary creatures can reach. Even humans need to be careful with instruments. Apart from issues like oxygen, the high pressure on the seabed is also a major problem. If humans leave the submarine, they would probably be crushed into a pile of minced meat on the bottom of the deep sea, and die instantly from blood engorgement.

Ancient ruins and sites.

A powerful dark force spread outwards.

There are no plants or animals on the deep seabed within a radius of 100 miles.

Camilla fell into the vicinity of an underwater volcano.

Pale yellow eyes illuminated the surroundings, accented by a touch of blue on her chest.

She looked around.

As soon as she landed, she sensed a powerful energy fluctuation ahead, containing a terrifying presence.

This terrifying energy made her hold her breath.

“Be careful. When you’re here, you must conceal your aura and minimize your energy fluctuations. The place in front of you where my companions and my true self are sealed is right there. This time, I don’t expect to rescue those two companions, but at least I need to loosen some of the seals on them so that they can, like me, divert some of their primordial power to recover their energy in the outside world and help them escape.” Camilla explained the purpose of this mission in detail.

Even she has to be careful.

Moreover, she felt that the energy emanating from this group of Zoga was very similar to that of the Holy Church.

I don't know if there's any connection between the two.