Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

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"Is this... the afterlife?"

"Really, there's nothing there."

After Moroboshi Dan's consciousness was plunged into darkness, it gradually arrived in a crimson space where strange light flowed.

He remembered being hit by Zetton's destructive energy blast while protecting Shinjiro.

Life... should be over.

If nothing unexpected happens, this is the afterlife.

"I wonder if that kid can win."

"That kind of responsibility..."

"It's really like what that guy said, that kid has a lot on his shoulders."

Dan Moroboshi lay floating in this space, unable to help but worry about Shinjiro's situation.

"The reason for all of this..."

"It's all because I'm too weak."

"When I was little, I couldn't protect Zero, and now... I can't even protect that kid."

"And... I didn't even get to properly thank that bastard in the end."

Dan Moroboshi floated on the water, his mind racing, his regret growing stronger with each passing moment.

What a failure to live...

It's not time to give up yet.

There are still people waiting for you to save them.

Your life shouldn't end at a time like this, and your strength goes far beyond what you've achieved.

Stand up!

If you want to protect what you love, stand up!

Suddenly, a deep voice resounded in Dan Moroboshi's mind.

In this space, a huge crimson figure appeared, wearing a sharp ice axe on its head and staring at him with a fierce gaze.

"Who are you?"

Moroboshi Dan stared at the figure, filled with doubt. The figure was somewhat similar to his own armor, but... there were also significant differences.

I am Seven.

Chapter 491 Ultraman and Seven

"Are you Seven?"

Moroboshi Dan stared at the enormous crimson figure and said in disbelief.

"Are you a giant of light from another universe?"

He suddenly remembered that Natsuki had once told them that there was a Land of Light in another universe, inhabited by countless powerful warriors.

In another universe, Seven is actually a giant of light just like Ultraman.

We currently have no direct access to this universe.

Therefore, I need your strength.

I am you from another universe. If there is still something you want to protect, let's use our power to protect it.

Seven's phantom spoke, slowly extending its hand to Dan Moroboshi.

A pair of crimson glasses drifted toward Dan Moroboshi.

Dan Moroboshi, who was on the verge of death in the outside world, also awoke.

The scene of the battlefield instantly came into view. Ed and Adado were beside him. Looking ahead, he saw a huge figure fighting Zetton. He recognized the figure... it was Ultraman.

You're alright?

Hearing his voice, Ed turned around and looked at Dan Moroboshi, whose injuries had mostly healed, and asked in confusion.

"This...is truly a powerful life force."

Adado was also very shocked that he was still alive after suffering such serious injuries.

"Is that Ultraman Shinjiro?"

He looked at Ultraman's figure and asked with a hint of realization.

“That’s right.” Ed nodded, confirming his guess.

"Even Ultraman's power cannot defeat Zetton!"

"You should also set off!"

The Baltan aliens' clones approached their location.

He tried to attack them to distract Ultraman.

An unexpected situation has already occurred; we absolutely cannot allow any more unexpected situations to occur.

"The Baltan aliens, as expected, haven't changed their nature."

Ed looked at the Baltans surging towards them and said with a hint of disappointment and anger.

Even if it costs him everything, he will stop the Baltan aliens and prevent them from interfering with Ultraman's battle.

"No, Ed."

"Leave it to me."

Moroboshi Dan suddenly spoke up, took a step forward, and looked at the approaching Baltan alien clone with sharp eyes.

"With your injuries, can you still fight?"

"The armor is completely destroyed."

Adado frowned as he looked at the tattered armor on Dan Moroboshi's body.

At that moment, he also noticed something special.

"and many more..."

"How do you manage to breathe?"

Adado asked in confusion.

Their physical structure is different from theirs, making it impossible for them to maintain normal life activities in such an extreme environment.

"Leave it to me."

Amidst the tremors of the ground, Dan Moroboshi watched the approaching Baltan aliens and slowly raised the red glasses he had been gripping tightly in his right hand.

"Let me hear your agonizing cries of death!" The Baltan alien approached, raising the pincers on its arm and aiming at them.

"Jooa——!!!"

As Moroboshi Dan put on his glasses, his body instantly changed.

The silver face quickly replaced the original face, and the crimson body gradually grew larger.

In a split second, a colossal red giant appeared on the earth, its arms clenched into fists and its sharp gaze locked onto all the Baltan aliens who were attacking.

"If you want to hurt them, you'd better get past me first."

Dan Moroboshi felt the boundless power within him, raised his clenched fists in front of him, and said without any mercy.

"What!!?"

"Another one!?"

"No, you are not Ultraman!"

"What are you!?"

The Baltan aliens' clones were all stunned for a moment when they saw the red giant; what was happening before their eyes was beyond their comprehension.

"The stars..."

"I see."

"You too... became Ultraman."

Ed looked at Dan Moroboshi, who suddenly stepped forward and transformed into a giant of light, and was deeply moved by the sight of his imposing figure.

His judgment is never wrong.

These warriors, with their hearts full of justice, are all qualified to become true Ultraman.

"Isn't it?"

"Even Moroboshi-kun can do that?"

Adado stared at Seven's retreating figure, his mouth agape. This was truly an unexpected turn of events.

He felt his worldview collapsing rapidly in a single day.

"I am Seven."

"UltraSeven!!"

Dan Moroboshi's voice mingled with Seven's as he shouted at the Baltan aliens.

The crimson giant raised his hand above his head, took down his ice axe, and aimed it at the oncoming Baltan alien.

"Whoosh—!!"

The giant ice axe was hurled at them, flying towards the Baltan aliens who surrounded them.

“Shuashuashua——!!!”

The ice axe, flying at extremely high speed, sliced ​​through the sky, weaving among the Baltan alien clones and cleaving them all horizontally in two.

When the ice axe flew back into his hand and was put back on his head, all that remained in the distance were the half-bodies of Baltan aliens.