A supporting character in a romance anime? I became a god using a rat talisman.

This was a power she had never seen before.

Although Ultraman Tiga was the strongest of the three dark giants 30 million years ago, he definitely did not have such an outrageous skill tree as "summoning his own kind".

"interesting……"

"Thirty million years, a full thirty million years! I thought you'd be trapped in that stone statue forever, rotting away. I never imagined you'd become so strong."

"My Chiyu, what have you been through all this time? How did you learn such a strange skill? It really... makes me more and more excited."

The images on the light screen continued to unfold.

Tiga unleashed a fatal blow with his sword, the Zepelion Ray blasting Golba into dust.

Camilla's eyes were filled with fascination and excitement as she watched the battle unfold on screen.

But what surprised her even more was that Qianyu actually resisted the temptation and did not use the Dark Spark Lens she gave her to transform into Dark Tiga.

"It didn't work... He's still as stubborn as ever."

Hitler emerged from the shadows.

He wore a tattered purple cloak, was thin, and paced back and forth on the palace floor, toying with a short, fork-shaped blade in his hand.

"If this kid is determined not to use the power of darkness, he should revert to his original form."

"So what do we do? Do we keep waiting? I can't wait another 30 million years!"

"What's the rush, Hitler?"

Camilla didn't even lift her eyelids, lazily interrupting him.

"We've endured thirty million years, what's a little bit more time?"

Hitler's words were cut off.

Camilla stared intently at Chiba, who had transformed back into a human in the scene, with her purple eyes.

“Hitler, you don’t understand him.”

"Kazama Chiba may appear on the surface to be a human who longs for a peaceful life and is even somewhat averse to trouble. But his inherent greed for power and his willingness to use anything to achieve his goals are no different from his self from 30 million years ago."

"He doesn't use it now only because he hasn't been forced into a corner, or rather because he feels he can still control the situation."

Camilla chuckled softly, her laughter carrying a certainty that seemed to say she had seen through everything.

"It's like playing a game. He thought that as long as he carefully walked the tightrope, he could enjoy the power of the light without paying a price. But as you saw, in that battle just now, his energy was almost exhausted. This sense of powerlessness will slowly corrode his will like poison."

"As long as this helplessness comes a few more times, as long as he finds that he cannot protect what he wants with his current strength, that dark power will no longer be a taboo for him, but a lifeline."

"So he'll use it."

"I know him better than anyone else."

Hitler was so intimidated by her gaze that he dared not look her in the eye and could only lower his head slightly.

"But--"

There are no buts.

"He will come back, back to my side, back to the embrace of darkness. This is not hope, it is inevitability."

"Tsk."

Another rough voice came from the corner. It was Darram, a berserker whose muscles bulged and whose mind was only focused on fighting.

His face was full of impatience, his arms were crossed, and he looked like he might suddenly lash out and hurt someone at any moment.

"But are we just going to wait like this? Until how long? Until this broken island is submerged and collapses? Or until my fists rust?"

"This lousy place doesn't even have a decent opponent to stretch my muscles. At this rate, I'll suffocate!"

Camilla's smile froze instantly.

She turned around, a chilling glint flashing in her purple eyes.

The oppressive feeling erupted from her without warning, like an invisible giant hand gripping Darram's throat.

"Darram."

Her voice remained calm, yet carried a chilling threat.

"If you're really itching for a fight, you can go find Hitler and have a brawl with him. You two can fight however you want, I wouldn't mind if one of you dies."

"However, this is the most crucial moment in my 30 million years of planning. Anyone who dares to create obstacles and hinder my plans at this critical juncture..."

Camilla spoke slowly and deliberately, her breath sweet and fragrant.

"Then I'll make sure he dies a horrible death."

Darram and Hitler lowered their heads almost simultaneously.

"Understood, boss."

"We won't cause any trouble."

They knew Camilla's strength all too well.

As the leader of the Dark Triumvirate, her power far surpasses that of the other two.

More importantly, her methods are even more terrifying than her strength.

In the face of this "warrior of love and hate," the two of them were always just followers, and the kind of followers who could be sacrificed at any time.

After reprimanding her two underlings, Camilla turned the conversation back to the outside world, inquiring about the activities on the human side.

Judging by the time, those humans should have already discovered this relic island that has just risen from the seabed.

"Speaking of which, Hitler, have those humans already landed on the island?"

Chapter 136 Camilla's Plan

Hitler quickly stepped forward and said.

"Those swarms of insects started landing on the edge of the island about two hours ago."

He paused, then asked tentatively.

"Should I get rid of these bugs? They're in the way of the eyes outside."

Camilla shook her head.

"No need, keep them; they'll be very useful."

Darram and Hitler exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

"Keep them? What use are these short-lived insects? They're not even ants, so weak, might as well just stomp them all to death, so they won't get in the way."

Camilla did not answer immediately.

She cast her gaze into the depths of the ruins, as if she could see the area shrouded in endless darkness at the very back of the ruins.

There, slumbers something far older and more terrifying than the three of them combined.

That is a forbidden power that even ancient civilizations dared not easily touch.

"They are useful precisely because they are weak."

"Human beings are etched with the word 'greed' in their very bones. They are never satisfied with what they already have, always craving more, stronger, and greater power. Even knowing it's forbidden, even knowing that touching it will lead to utter ruin... they cannot resist the temptation."

"Give them just a little bait, tell them that there's the legacy of an ancient civilization hidden here, or some kind of artifact that can rule the world... and they'll rush in like moths to a flame."

Camilla turned to face her two subordinates.

"And deep within these ruins slumbers a dark power powerful enough to destroy this planet."

"If we were to awaken it, we would inevitably suffer a severe energy backlash. Given our current weakened state due to being sealed away, we might very well be annihilated."

"But if it's human greed that awakens that thing, that's a different story."

Darram blinked, seemingly still not understanding the logic behind it.

But Hitler already had a look of sudden realization on his face.

Are you suggesting we let humanity reap what it sows?

"It's not just that."

Camilla shook her head, her gaze falling once again on the now-paused light screen.

"That man... his mind is now filled with ridiculous thoughts like 'protecting humanity' and 'guarding the light.' He thinks he's a messenger of justice, that humanity deserves to be saved."

Her tone was tinged with sarcasm.

"But what are humans? Nothing more than a bunch of selfish, greedy, and stupid insects. They will kill each other for petty gains, betray their companions to satisfy their desires, and break taboos in pursuit of power."

"Just let him witness it all firsthand—"

Camilla closed her eyes, her long hair swaying gently.

"—As long as he sees the true nature of humanity, sees that the very insects he risked his life to protect unleashed world-destroying demons for power and desire…as long as he sees those ugly faces, sees how laughable those so-called 'light' are in the face of the darkness of human nature."

"He will then be utterly desperate. And in his despair, he will naturally abandon those ridiculous insistences, and then willingly return to my side, back to the embrace of darkness."

Camilla turned around and looked at Hitler and Darramb.

"Your job is to ensure those humans can successfully penetrate the ruins. Don't hinder them, and don't scare them away. Let their greed lead them to destruction; we'll just watch from the sidelines."

Darram and Hitler exchanged a knowing glance, and sinister smiles appeared on their faces at the same time.

She really is the boss; she's incredibly ruthless.

"Understood, boss."

"We'll do as you say."

Camilla nodded in satisfaction and turned her gaze back to the floating light screen.

On the screen, the image flashed back to the moment Gorba emerged from the lake.

The demon beast, which had fused with three powers, burst out of the water, baring its fangs and claws, and exuding a nauseating stench.

Camilla frowned slightly, a hint of confusion appearing on her face.

"Speaking of which, there's still one thing I can't figure out."

"What is it?" Hitler asked.