Sky Curtain: The Darwin Incident at the outset, the Declaration of the People's League

[The black giant longhorn beetle absorbs despair and rises up]

Just as the enemy was about to deliver the fatal blow, a blinding black-yellow light suddenly shone from the core of Hyper Zetton's chest as it fell to the ground!

The aura of human despair that permeated the air was being frantically absorbed by its body.

The originally dull body suddenly burst forth with tremendous energy. The huge body that had been lying on the ground suddenly stood up again, the surrounding space distorted violently, the original injuries were instantly healed, and the momentum was even stronger than before!

The enemy was in despair.

The approaching enemies stopped abruptly, their ecstatic expressions freezing instantly; they were completely dumbfounded.

Soon, what replaced it was a deep-seated fear.

They stared intently at Hyper Zetton, who had risen again, their eyes filled with disbelief. That deep, inky despair instantly transferred from the humans to the hearts of all the monsters and aliens.

God knows how much they paid to defeat this guy!

We've run out of cards!

The black longhorn beetle absorbed the enemy's despair and grew stronger.

Their despair surged forth like a tidal wave.

Hyper Zetton, like the most greedy devourer, absorbed all the despair of the enemy into its body.

The core light in his chest blazed ever brighter, and the black and yellow energy around him surged wildly.

Space was torn apart with countless cracks, and power surged at a visible speed. The body seemed to grow even larger, and an even more destructive pressure emanated from its claws and giant wings!

But this is not the end.

Zetton has become stronger, and the enemies are even more desperate.

Is there no justice left in this world?!

Hyper Zetton's enemies roared wildly in their hearts.

Hyper Zetton's aura of destruction surged once more, and energy fluctuations pierced the sky.

The air on the entire battlefield was compressed to its limit, and it became stronger once again!

[Zetton has gotten even stronger!]

The enemy was terrified.

Some who were already seriously injured or had a low tolerance for stress rolled their eyes on the spot.

They were so frightened by this earth-shattering aura that they collapsed instantly, lifeless.

Hyper Zetton has become even stronger by absorbing souls!

A black vortex opened up from the core of Hyper Zetton's chest, and suddenly devoured all their souls!

The moment it devours a soul, its power is enhanced once again.

Black and yellow light obscured the entire sky, and the trajectory of the super-speed teleportation left afterimages on the battlefield. The light of the Zetton Barrier grew thicker and thicker, and the power of the destructive fireball reached its peak, completely transforming into an even more terrifying ultimate form.

All the enemies were killed on the spot!

…………

Damn it, what's with this nesting doll thing?

Countless people around the world watched this process, silently ranting and raving in their hearts.

The warriors from the Ultraman universe were all stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.

So this is the correct way to portray the legendary Hyper Zetton as Ultraman?

After being beaten once, humanity rises up from despair.

Fight again, absorb the enemy's despair and then become stronger.

One powerful attack terrifies everyone, another powerful attack kills the opponent, it doesn't even spare their soul, and after consuming them, it continues to upgrade...

This isn't about protecting the Earth; it's about grinding experience and stacking buffs on the battlefield!

The Ultra Brothers stood silently beneath the Plasma Spark Tower.

The original Zetton recalled how he fought a regular Zetton to a standstill back then, and almost lost his life on Earth.

Now look at this one in front of you...

Forget it.

He didn't want to talk anymore.

I can only say that I'm glad I didn't encounter this one back then.

Zoffy's face was serious, but his mind was racing.

This combat mechanic is simply unreasonable!

While others grow weaker with each battle, it grows stronger. It regenerates when humans are in despair, upgrades when enemies are in despair, terrifies opponents, and can even devour souls to elevate itself to the next level.

If this were in a normal universe, let alone monsters and aliens, even if the Ultra Warriors teamed up, they would probably be overwhelmed and become invincible after a long fight.

Seven, stationed in Earth's near-Earth orbit, stared at the endless, nested process of becoming stronger in the sky and felt a headache coming on.

He had seen people grow stronger through battle, and he had seen people evolve through energy, but he had never seen anyone snowball by absorbing despair and devouring souls.

One second it was down, the next it was fully revived and super evolved.

The enemy had barely breathed a sigh of relief when they were terrified and their very souls became nourishment for the enemy to become stronger.

This is no guardian beast.

This is clearly a walking despair amplifier!

The ordinary Ultra citizens of the Land of Light were completely bewildered.

They were initially admiring the other party for using their destructive power to protect, but when they saw this series of successive increases in strength, they were completely dumbfounded.

"So... as long as the enemy dares to make a move, they'll be trapped in an endless cycle?"

"The more desperate humans are, the harder it becomes; the more desperate the enemy is, the stronger it becomes; if it's scared to death, it can devour souls and level up again..."

"If a fight breaks out, wouldn't it be that the more they fight, the less they can win, and the more outrageous it becomes?"

Even the veteran Ultra Warriors who had seen countless powerful enemies couldn't help but roar in their hearts.

That's so shameless!

This method of protection is so hardcore!

While others protect by blocking damage, this one protects by turning the enemy's despair and soul into its own fighting power!

In the end, they become invincible, leaving the enemy no chance to even despair.

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Chapter 72 The Birth of Slaanesh

Do you know how Slaanesh is born?

Two familiar words appeared in the new content of the Sky Curtain.

Sinister.

That wretched thing in the Warhammer world!

OK OK.

Having just looked at how gods are formed in Loren, let's now take a look at Warhammer's.

Although I've mentioned it before, that was only a superficial understanding.

Slaanesh was singled out for criticism... so let's get into the details.

Countless ages before humanity gazed at the stars and worshipped the gods, there once existed a civilization in the Milky Way that ruled over all things.

They are known as the Aidarin—warriors created by the Old Ones, inheritors of the galaxy, and descendants of the gods.

Floating cities traverse the nebulae, and enormous spirit bone structures grow as if they were alive, elegant and magnificent.

Eldar ships traversed the net channels, crossing light-years in an instant.

Their city, perched high above the forest, blends seamlessly with nature, its beauty seemingly otherworldly.

Their technology is advanced enough to make stars rise and fall at will, and their psychic energy can reshape the material world.

Their lifespans can reach thousands of years, and their perception far surpasses that of ordinary people.

They were once the true masters of this galaxy.

The scene slowly zooms in, revealing a magnificent, breathtaking palace.

The dome, forged from spirit bones, soared into the clouds, and countless spirits moved through it, each movement like a meticulously choreographed dance.

However, extreme prosperity breeds extreme arrogance.

When survival no longer requires effort, when desires no longer need restraint—this civilization begins its descent into the abyss.

The screen suddenly went dark.

In the darkness, a line of blood-red text slowly emerged:

Even before humanity had invented writing, the Eldar had already begun to sing a lament for their own downfall.

The screen lit up again, but the color tone had changed.

The once glorious city still stands, but the eyes of the Elven race walking through the streets have lost their former clarity.

At first, it was just out of boredom.

All desires have been fulfilled, and all pursuits have been achieved.

The Eldar began to feel that living was meaningless.

In the scene, the nobles of the Eldar lie languidly on luxurious couches, being served by their servants.

Their eyes were vacant, yet a strange smile lingered on their lips.

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Some people shook their heads when they saw this scene.