Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods

Chapter 223 Detailed Plan

The King of Space was wearing a set of heavy gold armor, but without his signature madman helmet, so his expression was completely undisguised.

Longbo gazed at the hopeful expression on the King of Space's face, lost in thought.

He pondered that if the King of Space wanted to help their counterparts and humans in other dimensions out of pity and compassion, then so was this.

Looking back now, Longbo showed an indescribable excitement when he learned that he could bring an army to that universe.

His heart pounded, and his face and eyes shone with hope, as if he were about to cling to Longbo's leg and beg for mercy at the slightest provocation.

Seeing this, Longbo fell silent for a moment.

Although I do have such plans, I still find it hard to understand the appearance of the King of Space.

"Of course, I included your army from the beginning, intending to involve them in this matter."

This was Longbo's initial plan, but because these lunatics didn't do much decent work, Longbo felt it was necessary to separate them from the people of the Land of Light.

Although Longbo also felt that most of the things these crazy warriors did were extremely bad, given that the King of Space did not take any substantial punishment for them, the Empire even created a reserve of soldiers for them to wreak havoc.

The King of Space was also part of Longbo's plan, so He didn't interfere much.

But that doesn't mean the people from the Land of Light can get along with these crazy warriors; they might not even say thank you when fighting together.

But it's hard to say what will happen after the battle ends.

Therefore, it is necessary to separate the warriors of the Land of Light from these compatible, crazy warriors.

Furthermore, if possible, it is necessary to prevent the warriors of the Land of Light from entering the real universe to fight, otherwise the current state of the Empire will cause them stress.

Upon hearing Longbo's reply, the King of Space's smile grew even brighter; he felt he hadn't been this happy even when he won that expedition.

"These space warriors, who shouldn't have been like this, have finally found a place to be consumed."

The thought that his group of lunatics finally had a chance to be worn down on the battlefield was enough to bring tears to the eyes of even a powerful being like the King of Space.

No one knows what he felt when he watched his invincible soldiers rapidly turn into lunatics after the war ended.

So much so that he often regretted that when he created these warriors, he shouldn't have added low-level code that would make them bored and go crazy if they didn't fight.

This piece of code from the King of Space is now highly integrated with the subspace and even with himself, and even he cannot solve it.

Unless he blows up the warp or personally executes these once-brave space warriors, neither option is acceptable to the Lord of Space.

Now, the arrival of Longbo gives the King of Space a brand new option: to take these space warriors to other universes and engage in even more intense wars.

Only in this way can they rediscover their former heroic spirit and shine brightly once again.

Only in this way can these mad warriors, who are no longer suited to the current state of the empire, be completely worn down in a sufficiently grand war.

The words of the Space King surprised Longbo. It was clear from these words that the Space King was not incapable of accepting the loss of these warriors.

Although he knew that the madmen were no longer suitable for the Empire, he could not bring himself to kill these unstable warriors and discard them after they had served their purpose.

Therefore, he even fell into a long period of pain and helplessness, but it would be different if the King of Space were given a glorious battlefield to exhaust these warriors.

Although he regretted it, he was able to throw them into the glorious war without hesitation, letting these once perfect subordinates die in the flames of war.

Although the result is not much different.

"You're still not ruthless enough."

Longbo felt that the King of Space was too merciful. He thought of his counterpart, the Lord of Humanity, who, though equally regrettable, did not hesitate to kill the unstable soldiers.

The Thunder Warriors, who had once helped the Lord of Man unify Terra, were mostly wiped out due to their instability, and this happened on the battlefield after they fought their last battle to unify Terra.

This information was completely passed on to Longbo by the Lord of Humanity. At least when facing Longbo, the Lord of Humanity did not hide anything from Longbo about this great purge that he considered necessary.

The King of Space pondered for a moment, then, thinking of the idealistic energy lifeforms of the Land of Light, all of whom were saints, he frowned with worry: "If those warriors were to encounter my space warriors—what if—"

He didn't say it all, but Longbo understood instantly. Clearly, the King of Space had also thought about what might happen if the warriors of the Land of Light encountered the Mad Warriors.

Before Longbo could answer, he looked up and cast a questioning glance at Longbo, a native of the arcane universe: "Will they make a move?"

Although the Lord of Space originally intended to take the Space Warriors to the most intense battlefield to wear them down, he was worried about being killed by his temporary allies who couldn't stand by and watch.

That would be truly unfair.

After all, in the King of Space's mind, these kinds of saintly characters are mostly upright and incorruptible, and even a bit impulsive and easily angered, so it's hard to guarantee that they won't be attacked.

In response, Lonbo said, "Although the probability is extremely low, it is not completely zero."

Longbo pondered that it wasn't just the madman, the King of Space, who would be elbowed by the Ultra Warriors; even most of the Space Marines of the Lord of Humanity, and even beings of all races, could be elbowed by warriors from the Land of Light.

As he answered, Longbo gave the King of Space a bitter look in return: "Don't you have any idea what your men have been doing?"

The King of Space felt even more bitter upon hearing this.

But Lombard offered his own solution: "I intend to disperse your space warriors and their forces, and try to prevent you from making contact."

"The Realm of Alteration, the Realm of Bliss, the Realm of Slaughter—which realm do you intend to attack with your gang of lunatics?"

Upon hearing this, the King of Space pondered again, and after a moment of contemplation, slowly gave his answer: "Elysium, I know how to restrain that unrestrained thing, and it may be possible to quickly end the battle and go to help the others."

The King of Space stated that he has dealt with those who indulge in sin the longest and has extensive experience in how to do things.

If it's a 5v4 situation where you're ahead and Sleeve doesn't get any help, the King of Space is confident that he can help that thing have a really good time in the last game.

Longbo seemed to understand what he was saying, then nodded and added the goal of becoming the King of Space to the plan.

The remaining Slaughtering Heaven and Usurping Heaven will be left to the King of Ultra and Noah, while their demonic armies will be dealt with by the idealistic warriors who are tens of meters tall.

As for Longbo, the Chaos God Nagou and the corrupted realm of He are his targets. In addition, the "God Emperor" may also need Longbo to deal with him.

Although Longbo has not yet fully figured out whether there is a difference between the "Dark Lord" and the "God Emperor".

But just before Lombre's recent return, the fragment of Gilgamesh's soul, the Lord of Mankind, had expressed his wish that Lombre would kill him.

Therefore, if the Lord of Humanity were to completely lose control and become a God-Emperor, it would be necessary for Longbo to handle the situation.

严格来说，未来战争的真正局势将在5V4以及4V1V4之间变动，不过这些目前都无法确定。

But when Longbo looked at the Space King, who was deep in thought, he thought of those mad warriors, and a brand new question arose in his mind.

"Didn't you ever think about sealing these lunatics away?" Longbo asked, staring at the King of Space.

Longbo always felt that allowing these dangerous, eccentric warriors to roam freely in the real universe was a very irresponsible thing to do for the human empire of this universe.

Even if we can't completely solve their problems, surely we can at least seal them away?

Longbo didn't believe the King of Space didn't have that ability; it wasn't actually that difficult.

Upon hearing this, the King of Space's eyes grew even dimmer, and he almost sighed as he replied, "In reality, what we can see is only a small fraction of the remaining warriors from back then; a much larger portion was sealed away in the subspace."

As he spoke, the King of Space gently raised his hand, and a rift unfolded behind him, revealing the more hidden corners of the subspace to Longbo without reservation.

Looking up, one sees massive warships lying dormant in the dimly lit space, their enormous hulls, stretching for tens or even hundreds of kilometers, bearing the marks of war.

The bombardment by physical weapons, the melting of high-energy particle beams, and even the traces left by the claws of giant creatures are clearly visible, telling the story of the brutality of the war.

Deep within the space, a colossal celestial body brimming with astonishing vitality lies dotted with tombstones in every corner, where birds sing and flowers bloom. The neat and clean tombstones are inscribed with the outstanding achievements of the deceased in the great war.

The warships here are densely packed, like interstellar dust surrounding a planet, guarding this vast tomb world.

As Longbo's gaze extended, the scene inside the warships also came into view. Although all the warships were asleep, they were loaded with all kinds of weapons.

It seems that the cataclysmic disaster is only a call from the supreme cosmic king away from becoming a catastrophic force.

Moreover, each warship contains numerous hibernation pods several meters high, where a large number of space warriors are quiescent and asleep.

These space warriors outnumbered the number of active warriors in the outside world by more than ten times, and many of them still bore the scars of war.

Clearly, the war had just ended when the King of Space ordered it to fall into slumber, burying the warships in this dark and desolate space.

Capable of traversing an entire universe and subspace, the forces under the command of the King of Space certainly cannot consist of only the less than one million space warriors active in the outside world.

Many more soldiers lay asleep beside him.

Upon seeing this, Longbo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the explanation from the King of Space followed.

"Back then, after I defeated those four Zan, and saw that something was wrong with them, I ordered them to be summoned here to slumber."

"Only a small portion remained outside, used to maintain order within the empire and deal with the aliens left behind outside, which also served as a way to keep them informed."

"As for why the aliens were left behind, it's mainly because humans also need some external enemies to feel a sense of crisis and prevent them from collapsing from within."

The King of Space turned to look at the warship deep inside and sighed softly, "Every now and then, I silently take away the warriors from the outside world and then awaken a group of sleeping warriors for rotation."

"To prevent them from finding me, I will also modify their memories when I arrange for them to fall into a deep sleep and awaken."

As his gaze pierced the darkness, a sense of longing and remembrance arose: "That world of graves, where many heroes who died in war find their rest."

"I often go there to wipe the dust and leaves off each tombstone."

The King of Space personally erected every tombstone in the Graveyard World, remembering the faces of every warrior who sacrificed themselves for humanity's dominance of the galaxy, and knowing the battlefields where they died and the battles they experienced in their lives.

Of course, they all died in their most rational and heroic moments, without going mad. Therefore, they are as important as a lost moonlight in the King of Space's heart.

Seeing this, Longbo was completely speechless.

The King of Space has already provided the answer.

His empire needed some sufficiently powerful enemies to feel a sense of crisis and to prevent the empire from falling apart and descending into civil war.

This means that a portion of the force needs to be stationed among the stars in the Milky Way. Although it is too whimsical and abstract, they do get things done.

To satisfy these lunatics, the Space King also built recruitment planets to house cloned reserve soldiers, preventing them from harming other inhabitants.

Strictly speaking, he has indeed been cleaning up the mess left by these lunatics.

But he overlooked the extent of their madness; even he himself couldn't stand it and fled the empire.

Only when the memory on the King of Space's face disappeared and the passage behind him completely closed did Longbo speak: "Since that's the case, then return to your empire, gather those lunatics, and when the time is right, my true form will come here to take you away."

However, upon hearing the words "return to the Empire," the King of Space gave a forced smile: "You'll need several hundred more years, won't you? If so, then there's no need for me to return so soon."

As he spoke, the King of Space's face was filled with resistance to returning to the Empire and facing that group of lunatics.

This made Longbo sincerely sigh that as the highest leader of mankind in the universe, the King of Space had really fallen to this level.

He was actually brought to this state by his own subordinates.

but--

Longbo seemed to be deep in thought. This served as a reminder to him that he was fortunate not to have added any strange underlying code when he created his highly bound subordinates.

Even the craziest fungal monsters have their quiet moments; when there's no war, they quietly play the role of mushrooms, unlike these mad warriors.

Soon, while feeling moved, Longbo also felt a chill run down his spine, suddenly realizing that he seemed to have used a similar underlying logic when he edited the fungal monster.

But this underlying logic code can repair the ecosystem on its own without war. Now it seems that it is only one step away from becoming the king of space.

If a bunch of monstrous creatures tens of meters tall and weighing tens of thousands of tons were actually created, then we would be truly doomed.

Longbo became increasingly wary, realizing he couldn't create things carelessly anymore, as it could easily backfire.

With a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, he nodded to the King of Space after a moment's thought, "Alright, do as you please."

In any case, most of the King of Space's forces are in his own hidden space, which can be activated at any time. Even if there is not enough time, it seems that the difference between the forces outside the real universe is not significant.

The King of Space breathed a sigh of relief, a smile returning to his face, before teasingly asking, "Is your illusory form going back?"

"How about taking me with you?"

"If I may, I'm also curious about what kind of universe you live in."

"I want to see for myself those who are willing to give their lives to protect the energy life forms of others who have nothing to do with them."

Longbo was quite surprised to hear this, but after thinking about it, he agreed to the King of Space's request.

"I can bring a part of your consciousness to me, but you can't bring any of the lunatics with you."

Longbo wasn't worried about what a projection of the Space King could do there. Although the Space King was more powerful than him, the projection couldn't pose a threat to him.

But the Mad Warriors wouldn't do; they're too crazy. Longbo was worried they'd mix with the Golden Ship and cause trouble.

In Longbo's view, the Golden Ship seemed to be a real possibility. The Golden Ship itself was already outrageous enough; if it were infected with the Mad Warrior's madness, Longbo's garden would probably be turned into complete chaos.

The daily chases between the golden ship and the hounds were already pretty bad; they couldn't afford to go any further.

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Longbo's phantom, carrying a wisp of the Space King's consciousness, returned to the universe where Titan Earth is located.

Although it was merely a wisp of consciousness and did not possess much power, a certain amount of information was still clearly captured the instant it descended.

The consciousness of the King of Space materialized once again, transforming into a gigantic, golden behemoth.

He glanced around and sensed that he had been locked onto by some entity the moment he arrived, as if any slight movement on his part would be fatal.

They will be met with merciless attacks.

"1, 2—5, 6—"

The King of Space raised an eyebrow, sensing the terror of the place. He paused for a moment, then looked up at Longbo's figure and quipped rather strangely, "This is different from what you described—"

"With such an absurd multiverse, why would you need to bring me along to my world?"

The surrounding gazes startled the King of Space, making him momentarily doubt whether Longbo was deceiving him and luring him in to kill.

He could clearly sense that these lights were scrutinizing him, as if trying to determine why he was in Longbo's territory, and they also contained a warning.

Through these beams of light, the King of Space could even vaguely see several silhouettes warning him that it was best not to interfere with Longbo's ongoing ascension.

This left the King of Space speechless. Putting aside whether he would do such a thing, he, as a powerless projection, had no ability to interfere.

Upon receiving the information carried by the projection, Longbo's true form lowered his eyes slightly and murmured, "Because you are the counterpart of the Lord of Humanity, it will be more interesting to have you with me."

Although Longbo explained it this way, the real reason was that although he had managed his public image well and had a decent network of connections in the Ultra Universe.

However, not all legendary warriors or those of equal strength will give you face.

Delacion is like some kind of pan-cosmic mechanism devoid of emotion; Saga and Legend need to be fused and summoned; and the mysterious King Absolut is still lying dead.

Despite these beings, Longbo has never had any communication with them, let alone gone to find them.

Compared to them, Ultraman King and Ultra Noah are considered to be relatively active figures.

"..."

The King of Space was speechless, because he also thought it might be interesting to meet another version of himself, provided that the other person could communicate smoothly.

After sensing that these gazes were all in a state of wary observation and that there was no further action, the King of Space stopped paying them any attention.

He gazed with great interest at the vast garden and the World Tree that stood tall in every dimension, and his heart was filled with wonder once again.

"Your garden is quite nice."

Putting aside the environment of this garden.

In the eyes of the King of Space, the World Tree that stands in the subspace and connects the three dimensions has great potential. It has been marinated by the spacetime forces from the three dimensions and has long since exceeded the scope of a single universe.

This World Tree contains the ultimate power of spacetime. Its original age of ten thousand years has been infinitely extended under the erosion of spacetime power, as if any vine could whip and kill several lesser gods of chaos.

Soon, the King of Space turned around and looked at Longbo's incredible feat of multiplying into countless forms and simultaneously eroding and swallowing many subspaces of the universe. He was amazed by this.

"This scene is even more exaggerated than I expected. I didn't realize that my views not long ago were still conservative."

It wasn't until he saw Longbo's current state with his own eyes that the King of Space realized how one-sided the information he had seen from the phantom was.

His eyes revealed undisguised amazement, but he did not forget the purpose of his visit.

"I won't bother you any longer." After a brief farewell, the King of Space turned and left the subspace, entering the real universe.

Before he left, Longbo whispered again, "Remember, don't cause trouble here."

"—"

In the vast starry sky, the King of Space silently floats above Earth's orbit, finding the location of the Kingdom of Light amidst the ever-changing cosmos.

Although this part of his consciousness didn't have much power, it could clearly sense the distant celestial body that constantly radiated a warm light.

"Is that the Land of Light?"

The King of Space whispers that there exist billions of sentient beings, each tens of meters tall and weighing tens of thousands of tons, each possessing warship-level firepower.

The King of Space smiled, then quickly turned around. If it was that direction, he remembered that there was a trans-dimensional route from Earth that led directly there.

However, it was a casual glance from the King of Space that revealed the situation on Earth, and his eyes widened slightly in surprise: "Are the humans here so reckless?"

With just one glance, the King of Space took in the entire history of human civilization on Earth, gasped in astonishment, and found it all utterly absurd.

In his world, humans also have a penchant for courting death, so much so that as an immortal being, he has cleaned up many messes for humanity.

Therefore, the King of Space had long anticipated that humans were good at courting death.

But the human civilization before him had far too much experience in courting death. The countless crises of destruction and the ongoing acts of recklessness were once again an eye-opener for the King of Space.

This planet is inhabited by self-aware beings, a significant number of Titans and monsters, and frequently attracts large numbers of alien monsters and extraterrestrials.

"The people here are a bit outrageous."

Given this disastrous start, it's unbelievable that they're so adept at courting disaster and still manage to maintain a population of over 40 billion.

Even today, humanity continues to use extraterrestrial technology and Earth's energy to create uncontrollable things and attempt to weaponize them.

The King of Space pondered that his Earth would probably not accumulate enough crises that led to its near destruction until the 30th century.

The King of Space stood silently above Earth for a long time, then shook his head, turned around, and entered the hyperspace passage, heading towards the Land of Light.

Let's not even talk about how the people here are courting death.

Moreover, this is Longbo's territory, and it's not his place as the supreme leader of a foreign human race to say anything here.

Since Longbo doesn't care about these humans, the King of Space has no reason to interfere. He hasn't forgotten that he came here for sightseeing.

In the garden of another dimension, while Longbo's main body was also absorbing others, he was contemplating the initial arrangements for the war in the subspace.

He intends to send some of his fungal monsters to the real universe to clean it up.

He reasoned that, given the average strength of the fungal monsters, two or three fungal monsters would be more than enough for a planet that had been destroyed by the corrupt empire.

The Fungal Monster is not a green-skinned creature in the literal sense, but rather an Arcane monster disguised as a green-skinned creature. Only warships can rival the Fungal Monster; even the Titan Machines, which the Empire is so proud of, are no match for it.

Although the Imperial Twin-Headed Eagle has a lot of advanced technology hidden in one of its heads, it's impossible for every planet to have such powerful technology.

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If the forces of the human empire were to intervene, then given how much help Longbo had provided, the Lord of Humanity would likely turn a blind eye to what the fungal monster was up to.

As for the Tyranids who attempt to devour all life in the galaxy, the fungal monsters are also a very suitable choice.

Fungal monsters can multiply rapidly, enabling them to outnumber the Zerg, and their strength is such that few units in the Zerg swarm can match them.

When the number of fungal monsters reaches a certain level, a battle planet can be built, with a large amount of high technology from the Aurora Universe. Perhaps it can even allow Ada and the space necromancers to relive the War of Heaven.