I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

The stronghold of the Holy Church.

Masaki Keigo risked his life to fight the road roller.

In a short period of time, he was strengthened once again. The continuous flow of black energy enhanced Masaki Keigo's strength.

His excellent physical condition gave him the illusion that he could conquer everything.

Fortunately, he was well aware of his own limitations and knew it was an illusion, so he didn't blindly act arrogantly.

So he just took the road roller that came crashing down on him very seriously.

This time, they faced the Kirielod people's lack of martial ethics.

It kept crashing down relentlessly.

Masaki Keigo held out.

His face was contorted with rage as he continued to throw punches in resistance.

Every punch landed precisely on the road roller.

And it was the spot where the last punch was thrown.

Under Masaki Keigo's relentless assault, the powerful road roller developed cracks all over its body.

However, the Kirieloids didn't care and continued to smash things as they pleased.

Masaki Keigo didn't care; he was only thinking about smashing the road roller and completing what the oracle had foretold.

At first, I thought it was impossible, but now I feel that I can accomplish it.

Even Masaki Keigo found it incredible; human potential is truly limitless, and it only comes out when pushed.

The most coercive form of exploitation is undoubtedly the one that puts one's life at risk.

"Aaaaaah! Shatter!" Masaki Keigo was sweating profusely, his fist shadows constantly appearing, as if he had unleashed a million punches in an instant.

Unwittingly, as his will roared, a figure resembling a black conch shell appeared behind him, flashing by in an instant, with wisps of black energy emanating from his fist.

"Crack~ Crack~" The road roller was under pressure on both sides.

If a road roller had sentience, it would probably feel very aggrieved. It's clearly the road roller, so why is it the one with the most pressure?

The yellow road roller broke.

It split in two from the middle.

No matter how good the quality of the road roller is, it cannot withstand the constant pressure of continuous punching.

However, it wasn't completely shattered; it simply split into two halves.

The two Kirieloids each carried one side and continued to smash it at Masaki Keigo.

Masaki Keigo did not back down, and he punched the cracked road roller even faster.

Soon, cracks appeared on the two split halves of the road roller.

As the fist was swung, the cracks gradually multiplied.

"Crack~ Crack—" The road roller, which had split in two, couldn't withstand the pressure and broke apart again.

This time, it will be difficult to reuse the waste and continue smashing it.

Before the Kirieloids could react further.

Completely deranged, Masaki Keigo was the first to make the next move.

He frantically punched the cracked half of the road roller.

Until completely pulverized.

It shattered into countless small fragments scattered on the ground.

"Congratulations! You've finally become stronger!" The two Kirieloids, hovering in mid-air, clapped their hands upon seeing this.

"Is it over..." Exhausted, Masaki Keigo stopped throwing punches, his body recovering rapidly. He glanced at the rubble on the ground.

Did he do all of these?

That's really excellent.

There was a time when a human body could achieve this.

Masaki Keigo squatted down, rested for a moment, and then squinted his eyes.

Having completed his special training, he has been completely transformed.

Both its strength and speed far surpass what it used to be.

He can finally take his revenge.

Get up from where you fall.

Daigo and Wuma Izumi, the shame you brought us can finally be avenged.

Masaki Keigo suddenly revealed a sinister smile that seemed to indicate he had lost his mind.

With disheveled hair, he looked like a devil.

This time, he's not just looking for a transformation device.

Instead, you should take two!

Take them all, leave nothing behind.

Two Kirieloids watched from the side, thinking that Masaki Keigo was probably thinking about something suicidal again.

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This chapter, four thousand words long, has been completely burned away.

Another day of writing 8,000 words.

I spent my days writing 8,000 words a day pulling all-nighters _(:з」∠)_

I really hope that one day I can finish writing during the day and go to bed on time at night _(?□`」∠)_

Another day of writing 8,000 words after waking up. See you when I wake up! [Wave]

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One more thing, hehehe............

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Chapter 85 How could a lazy bum like him be chosen by the light?

Ancient relics in the deep sea.

A group of Zoga renovated this place into a magnificent palace. Since the major renovation, it has been detached from the ruins and is more like a lost land, ancient and powerful.

Even after they successfully built the structures and created numerous wonders, they never stopped building. This was the territory of the great dark ruler Gatanothor, and a dwelling place should be a proper dwelling place. This was the kingdom of gods, the domain of evil gods, how could the Zoga allow it to fall into ruin? It had to be the most luxurious place in the world.

Gold and silver jewels were everywhere, dazzling and glittering. Both the greedy and the shrewd fell silent upon seeing them. This was an absolute fortune enough to rival that of a nation. No one knew where the Zoga had acquired it from. The entire ruins were filled with gold and inlaid with gemstones.

They worked diligently and followed orders, only occasionally pausing to gaze at the enormous statue of the Dark Ruler, muttering: "Boss, when will you be back? Until you return, we must work hard."

Both the elder and younger versions of Gatanothor were the same. They were devoted to Gatanothor and were his loyal underlings who would never betray him.

Their only goal in life is to serve their leader. At his command, they will charge forward no matter where they are, until death do them the best they can find.

On this day, many ancient Zoga gathered together, chattering away. If Wumaquan were here, he would probably be overwhelmed listening to them.

"How did this bead get ejected?"

"Strange, this doesn't make sense. This is a top-quality item that we carefully selected from many offerings. Logically, it should be one of the best. Why was this the only offering that was returned, while the others were not?"

"Something's not right, something's really not right. Could it be that the boss didn't realize that what's inside is a civilization, a planet?"

"You bastard, what are you saying? It's absolutely outrageous!"

"That's the boss. How could he not tell that this is a good thing? The boss must have felt that something wasn't quite perfect, so he sent it back. He's planning to have us renovate it properly before sending it back."

"That makes sense."

"Should we offer another sacrifice?"

"No need. The energy required to activate the sacrifice is quite large. It's not feasible to sacrifice again just for one person."

"Hmph, you guys are really not modern at all. Don't forget that we have a powerful presence outside. We can just have the Holy Church deliver it directly. Anyway, the boss's address is no secret. Living with a giant of light, the boss is the boss. Enduring disgust to live with a giant of light, that's the Dark Lord Gatanothor. Sacrificing himself for the great plan, we really love him."

"That's why I'm so loyal to the boss. Only the boss can do things like this, putting them into practice himself instead of sending his underlings out. Where can you find a boss who thinks only of us?"

"Hehehe, boss, hehehe..."

A group of ancient Zoga gathered together, discussing the return of the Lebik civilization. They unanimously agreed that it wasn't that their leader hadn't noticed the gift's special qualities; it was simply because of its unattractive appearance. It looked like an unremarkable stone, at most a little rounded, with no other distinguishing features.

Therefore, they planned to specifically beautify and enhance the appearance, and then use the connections and methods of the Holy Church to deliver it to the leader's home by express delivery.

I'm sure the boss will accept it then.

Zoga thought to himself with a smug satisfaction. After all, none of the other offerings had been returned.

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After finishing the battle with the monster Magnia, Daigo jogged back to Wumaquan's side.

Finally, he got his revenge. Having been constantly chased by the jeep, Daigo vented his frustration on the monster Magnia. He didn't immediately eliminate the weaker Magnia, perhaps to release his pent-up anger. After all, anyone would feel a bit resentful being chased by a jeep equipped with so many weapons and modified into a tank-like machine, even if they knew it was for their own good.

Daigo has maintained a relatively good attitude towards this.

Unlike Leo Gen in the Showa era, who was chased all the way while looking ferocious and swearing several times.

"Your teammates are coming to find you." Wuma Quan used his extraordinary vision to see the two members of the GUTS team running towards them after rescuing the researchers at the Space Observation Center. They were most likely scouts.

I detected Daigo's signal, so I wanted to come here and take a look.

During his special training, Daigo left almost all his belongings inside the villa. It wasn't until the thick fog rolled in that he finally picked up his Victory Hyper rifle.

"Hmm." Daigo nodded; he too had seen the Victory Team's exclusive fighter jet, Victory Flying Swallow 1. It was truly a relief that Victory Flying Swallow 1 hadn't crashed this time; the logistics team leader wouldn't be sending complaints this time.

Even during the battle, he was thinking about what would happen if the monster Magnia attacked Victory Swallow 1. He would end Magnia's life early to protect Victory Swallow 1 and also to keep his bonus for the month.

After all, every time the logistics department team leader complains, he has to bring up the previous plane crashes again, and you know he has crashed quite a few times before.

Even if this incident had nothing to do with him, he couldn't turn a blind eye, since it was the organization's property.