Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

Moreover, in the past, when the guards went on duty, there was a certain probability that they would encounter different Dark Aliens who would try to obstruct them in order to gain prestige or seek revenge, which was also a waste of time.

But now, the Dark Star people are all busy preparing for their own affairs, and no one has time to deal with these things.

Without the various aliens dragging their feet, the Land of Light, operating at full capacity, simply focused on its clearly defined missions. Even though the number of them was indeed quite large at the beginning, they quickly wiped out most of them. It was truly refreshing, and they had never felt that going to work was so easy.

"I'm back. Is there anything else I need to handle?"

In a flash, Kasa returned to the Land of Light once again. He had just used the Land of Light's special teleportation device to instantly travel to a star system billions of light-years away to resolve an emergency that threatened that area. After finishing, he used the device to return in an instant.

After confronting Alien Empera and the Dark Lords, he returned to the Land of Light and joined the rescue operation.

Zoffy, Ace, and the original Ultraman were naturally the same.

After all, as the most outstanding pillars of the Land of Light, their involvement can directly alleviate the burden on many tough opponents, freeing up the manpower of ordinary security guards to help more people.

"It seems there aren't any left."

Already somewhat out of his mind from being so busy, Jack's second-in-command dazedly scanned the remaining inquiries twice with the Eye of Ultra.

"Captain Zoffy has already given instructions that you don't need to handle the rest personally, Instructor. He hopes you can go to the setup area for the martial arts tournament and keep an eye on the people from the Emperor's Empire with Commander Jack to prevent them from doing anything underhanded. By the way, Captain Zoffy has already set off for there."

Kasa nodded slightly. "Okay, I'll be right there."

Budokai area.

This place, which was originally just a regular numbered area, has now been renamed and is recognized throughout the universe as the [Martial Arts Tournament Nebula].

Although everything here has been wiped out by the great battle between Father of Ultra and Alien Empera, and it is no longer qualified to be called Nebula, the name is still widely recognized, catchy, and easy to understand.

Even from some distance, Kasa could already see that the place was now teeming with countless people.

Leaving aside the place in the very center of this nebula, the place that was cleared out during the fight between two veteran ultimate peak warriors, it has now been gradually transformed into an arena larger than an ordinary planet by the joint investment and efforts of the Land of Light and the Emperor Empire.

Outside the still-unfinished arena, the place was bustling with activity. Countless people from different universes had just arrived and set up a marketplace nearby.

Kasa glanced around and saw that the busiest shops in the market were intelligence shops, especially those run by races like the Babarians, Zarabians, and Baltanians who were skilled in infiltration and eavesdropping.

People placed extraordinary trust in them, presumptuously expecting that these races would naturally possess clearer, more specific, and more reliable intelligence, so they were willing to pay high prices to buy information from them.

Moreover, after purchasing the materials, they were very stingy and didn't want others to see even a little bit of them.

The more information we gather now, the better. In the upcoming martial arts tournament, we might be able to advance smoothly by knowing our opponents' trump cards and weaknesses in advance. This is our lifeline!

Kasa even saw from afar that many of the people buying information were actually buying his information, so he could only shake his head helplessly and let them do as they pleased.

Kasa continued flying forward.

On the other side of the arena, none of the other aliens dared to approach, since two different forces were clearly displayed around the arena.

A force from the Land of Light, led by Jack and assisted by Zoffy, whose members are all elites who have killed the most aliens and have the most experience in thwarting the conspiracies of cosmic invaders, making them a formidable force here.

Another group comes from the Emperor Empire, led by the Mefilas aliens and assisted by the Babar aliens. Its members are diverse and chaotic, including aliens from different Dark Nebula universes, monsters, robots, and super beasts.

There is a difference in numbers between the two forces; the army of the Emperor Empera Empire is nearly ten times larger than the army of the Kingdom of Light stationed here.

However, the proportion of work was very fair. Both teams each assigned half of their personnel to help lay out the equipment under the guidance of technicians and experts, creating an arena larger than a planet.

This arena will soon be subjected to the onslaught of countless powerful beings from across the universe, so it must be unparalleled in its hardness, stronger than any cosmic alloy ever made.

The goal is to ensure that the arena can withstand a life-or-death battle between two veteran ultimate powerhouses, and still leave some wreckage behind!

To achieve this level of hardness, a mere super-planet-sized arena was necessary to slow down both sides, who stood at the pinnacle of the universe, preventing them from completing the construction within a day or two.

Conversely, it is precisely because it is the Land of Light and the Emperor Empire that they are able to create such a thing.

"You've arrived, Ultraman Kassadin!"

Mefilas, who was giving instructions, sensed someone's presence, glanced at them sideways, and looked somewhat sinister.

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The sinister Mefilas may not exist subjectively, but it may exist objectively.

Without a mirror to look at himself, Mefilas still thought he maintained a very gentlemanly demeanor and expression.

None of the Imperial warriors around dared to mention it, including Babar, a guy known for his skill and daring. He was also terrified and dared not bring up Mefilas's appearance at all.

He had a premonition that if he shattered Mefilas's subjective gentlemanly filter, it might have consequences even more serious than the assassination of the Alien Empera.

"Kasa!"

Mefilas looked at the famous hawk of the Land of Light, who had temporarily turned from enemy to friend, with a sickly and sinister expression, his words lacking their usual momentum.

He's too busy. He's currently running three threads simultaneously. On one hand, he's remotely handling various affairs of the Empire and the Dark Nebula. On the other hand, he's remotely holding meetings in his mind with his cousin and other high-ranking members of the Empire, such as the Alien Empire. He also has to keep track of the situation here.

If so, then after the emergency measures taken in the past two days, the Land of Light is now more relaxed than ever before.

Meanwhile, in the Empire of Ampera, it was the busiest day in its history, with official duties piling up.

While planets and civilizations on the righteous path are certainly interested in the Universe's First Martial Arts Tournament, they are used to following the rules and the righteous path, so generally no problems have arisen.

The situation is different in the Dark Nebula.

Driven by various interests, even members within the empire have experienced some chaos and disputes, let alone the scattered forces outside the empire, who will stop at nothing to gain an advantage.

Putting aside everything else, just look at those aliens who can now set up stalls near the arena. Which one of them hasn't gone through layers of fighting and blockades?

In this situation, it's a classic case of the earlier the better. If you arrive late, all the spaces and booths will be taken, and you won't even be able to make a quick buck or enjoy watching the game – it's a huge loss.

Fortunately, Mefilas noticed this in time and made a decision on the spot, saying that the empire had its own reserved land, and whoever performed well in their recent work could enter this excellent venue reserved by the empire to watch the competition and set up a stall. This calmed the turmoil within the empire.

But many other problems followed one after another.

If it were in the past, Mefilas would have immediately been devising a trap to harm Kassadin. Unfortunately, he couldn't devise such a plan now, as he didn't have the time or inclination.

Kassa glanced at Mefilas, ignoring the gentleman's polite gesture: "Don't call me that so intimately, we have no connection."

"No friendship? Don't put it so harshly. Although it's all indirect, we've clashed quite a few times, haven't we? You could say we became friends through fighting."

Mefilas smiled.

Over the past ten thousand years, Kassadin has repeatedly ventured into the Dark Nebula to attack and kill some invaders, which is tantamount to slapping the Empire in the face. Therefore, Mefilas has long since set up numerous traps for him.

Unfortunately, although Kasa is not the strategist of the Land of Light and does not have as many plans and ideas as Mefilas, he is quite accomplished in counter-surveillance. He has successfully avoided those traps several times, unlike the Ultra Brothers who always foolishly jump into them.

"No fight, no friendship?"

Kassa thought for a moment, then extended his hand to Mefilas, "If you really want us to have that kind of relationship, then leave the Emperor's Empire. If that's the case, we might indeed be able to become friends."

The Dark Four are indeed evil, but there are differences between different kinds of evil.

People like the scheming Desrem spend all their time instigating other aliens to invade, and personally carrying out invasions themselves, even repeatedly destroying planets and committing genocide against many innocent civilizations.

If this kind of person were still alive, Kassadin wouldn't say a word to them.

But Mefilas is different.

Mefilas is actually alright in essence. He does like to test various emotions and conduct various experiments, but that's about it.

Basically, the most outrageous thing he's ever done is nothing more than, like when he dealt with Mebius, degrading the hero to a demon and then elevating himself to the status of a hero.

Even if she did that, Mefilas would not kill the hero. Instead, after the verification was completed, she would restore everyone's knowledge and common sense, and then heal and repair the wounded hero.

Moreover, he even has a certain probability of erasing all memories of this relationship from everyone on that planet, making it seem as if nothing has changed.

In addition, he may leave behind compensation.

While this is certainly a heinous act, compared to the unforgivable invaders in the Dark Nebula, Mefilas is actually not considered dark at all.

His actions may seem like he's deliberately manipulating people, but in reality, he doesn't have such evil intentions; he simply wants an answer very sincerely.

This is why, whether in the original TV series or the Ultraman Mebius TV series, the original Ultraman was willing to make peace with Mefilas.

If Mefilas were truly an incorrigible aggressor like Desrem, even if he wanted to cease hostilities, the First Generation would fight to the death. How could a ceasefire be possible just because you say so?

The invasions carried out by other high-ranking, mid-level, and low-ranking members of the Ampera Empire were basically unrelated to Mefilas.

He never encourages or hints at anyone to do these things, and he himself rarely kills innocent lives.

He simply wouldn't stop others from doing it.

He was not bloodthirsty, did not like killing, was not dark, and had no interest in seeing other people's cries of pain. On the other side of the Dark Nebula, he could be considered a true lotus flower.

Is Mefilas a good person? Absolutely not. But if you're talking about someone who deserves to die, he didn't actually do anything that warranted it. Given his past record, even if he reformed, he would still face imprisonment, though not death.

For the victims of the invasion by the Emperor's Empire, Mefilas, as one of the Four Dark Lords, deserved to die for not stopping his subordinates' acts of aggression.

However, by the standards of the Land of Light, there is still hope for someone like Mefilas. As long as he is willing to return to the right path, he can be forgiven.

Even though the blood on Mefilas's hands is the photon blood of the people of the Land of Light.

"Leave the Empire? Ha!"

Mefilas smiled. "If it's just about leaving the Empire but continuing to be loyal to His Majesty and serve him, then I'd be happy to do so."

"It seems we can't reach an agreement."

Kassa shook his head and said no more. Mefilas's blind loyalty to the Alien Empera meant that he and the Land of Light could only be enemies forever.

Babar was speechless. He was here too, but Kassadin wouldn't even glance at him. He just kept talking to Mefilas, right?

Doesn't Babar have any value that makes him worth courting? What a bastard, daring to underestimate him like that!

Sensing Babar's fluctuations, Mefilas glared at him fiercely, like a slave owner cracking a whip: "Don't slack off!"

"Alas!"

The poor slave Babar immediately nodded and bowed, and hurriedly sped up to help handle the administrative tasks assigned to him by Mefilas, "Yes, yes, yes!"

He didn't want to do these chores.

The problem is that he doesn't listen to Mefilas now. If Mefilas makes a sarcastic remark to the Alien Empera, he'll probably explode.

Loyal ministers, treacherous ministers, capable ministers—no matter what kind of ministers they were, Babar has seen through it all now.

Alien Empera doesn't care about any classification at all. In his mind, the entire empire is divided into only two categories: one is Mefilas, and the other is everyone else outside of Mefilas!

"My life is so miserable, boohoo!"

Babar continued to work as an assistant, enduring the humiliation with resentment.

The Juda Empire lasted 300,000 years, the Empera Empire lasted 300,000 years. Let's wait until he lasts 300,000 years and see if he can outlive the Empera aliens. Then he can turn the tables and become the master himself.

"Hey, hehehe, hehehe!"

Thinking of such a wonderful vision, Babar grinned foolishly.

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