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

"Although these combat forces are useless when fighting Gatanothor, they can do their best to hold off a portion of your Zoga army and the Annihilation Summoning Body army that may hinder you."

"Then there's the Super GUTS team. They also have a contracted outside helper similar to Mr. Kiji on our side, a cosmic fighter called the Guregor."

"According to the Guregor, he came to Earth to fight Ultraman Dyna, but shortly after arriving on Earth, spacetime fusion began, and now he can't return to the universe. So he chose to ally with us humans to fight against Gatanothor."

"Next is Mr. Kasa, whom you already know, Mr. Kiji. Also, in Kumamoto City, Mr. Masaki and Dr. Tango have finally succeeded in conquering the photogene converter, and can fuse with the Ultraman statue in the underground cave at any time to join the battle."

At this point, Ju Jingyi paused, his tone becoming uncertain.

"According to Mr. Masaki, the statues of Gaia and Agul buried at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, although those two Ultraman statues are different from the Ultraman statues in our time, may still have a chance of being restored if they are irradiated with a photogenetic converter."

But they can't handle this.

It's not just the GUTS team, but also Super GUTS and XIG. Nobody can handle them. In that Pacific Ocean, which is now completely stained into a dead sea by black fog, if anyone dares to send a submarine or instrument down to search for the two Ultraman statues, they will be corroded to death by the black water.

They couldn't even survive half a second.

"Gaia and Agul..."

Kassa was certainly considering these two as well. Although having two more might not make much difference in front of Gatanothor, it would be a different story if they could successfully enter the Super Gaia form. Although they still wouldn't be able to defeat Gatanothor, the chances of reclaiming the Ultimate Blade and inflicting wounds would be greatly increased.

"Don't worry about that. There will be other helpers. Gaia and Agul's statues will definitely float up. Just prepare the light genetic factor converter to irradiate them in advance."

In a righteous brawl, any means necessary will be employed, and Renlong and his group are always ready to pounce!

In rescuing Gaia and Agul, Renlong, as the manifestation of the dragon vein, was more concerned than anyone else.

Regarding Kumamoto City, Kasa also considered it. Although Masaki Keigo was controlled by the Dark Heart in the TV series, this time he was going to fight against an evil god who wanted to destroy everything. Under these circumstances, Masaki Keigo should have enough ability to control his power.

After all, no one can afford to be arrogant in the face of such a terrifying enemy. Evil Tiga's power is nothing more than ordinary and easily defeated in front of the evil god Gatanothor.

Megumi nodded: "Then we have no problem. What about the specific time for the operation? Your injuries haven't fully healed yet, so shouldn't we wait a couple more days?"

"No, we can't delay any longer. My injuries won't be fully healed in another two days, but every second we wait is dangerous."

After thinking for a moment, Kassadin immediately decided: "If the Victory Team, Super Victory Team, and XIG have no objections, then let's start the battle tomorrow!"

“Then let’s do as you say, Mr. Casa. Let’s pool our wisdom and efforts. Sometimes, what one person can’t do, many people can accomplish together.”

Everyone stood up, and Director Sawai declared emphatically, "Mission name: [A Better Tomorrow], based on our impressions. Let's begin our operation at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, all for a better tomorrow!"

Chapter 177 Gatanothor's Counterattack

The sky was just beginning to lighten—ever since the mark left by Kassaard stood in the sky like a radiant eye, this world, which had long been shrouded in darkness, had always maintained a faint glow.

Relying on his sense of touch, Deputy Captain Zongfang got up at the appointed time. He brushed his teeth and washed his face in a very ordinary way, took a shower, and then went to the canteen where he was served a delicious breakfast. The buckwheat noodles with their rich ingredients made him feel especially satisfied.

Aside from that, he did nothing but wander around the vast yet cramped secret base, encountering many people in similar situations along the way.

All of this was so ordinary, as if the apocalypse had never happened.

Yes, before Gatanjeor appeared, everyone could live such ordinary days every day, but now, such days have not been available for more than a year. Water and food resources in the base are always strictly limited, and many times they are only enough to maintain basic life needs.

Everything we've done today is an extravagance beyond measure.

"It's like a prisoner's last meal before execution."

Takehiko Onoda, holding a camera, took pictures of various parts of the soon-to-be-abandoned base. After taking pictures of the Atlas, he looked at Munakata and said, "Come on, look over here and smile!"

Zongfang was wondering how he could be laughing now when he saw Onoda Takehiko snap a picture of his face, then lean over and show it to him: "Look, what a nice smile. It's been so long since I've seen an expression like that. It seems we might not be facing a death sentence, but rather a release after serving our sentence."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zong Fang peeked out and was immediately stunned.

In the photo taken by Takehiko Onoda, he was relaxed, with a determined look in his eyes and an unconscious smile on his lips. Since Gatanothor appeared, no one in the entire TPC has shown such an expression.

"Do you think we can win, Munakata?" Onoda Takehiko, with a sausage he hadn't been able to eat in a long time dangling from his mouth, looked at the Atlas and said in a low voice, "Or rather, do you think Ultraman can win?"

He and Munakata had been friends for a long time.

Shortly after Tiga appeared, a very smelly monster drifted ashore. The monster came back to life, and it was at that time that he and Munakata became good drinking buddies. Later, by chance, he also became a member of this TPC base.

As a journalist documenting the final appearance of humanity, this was his duty.

To be more specific, before Kassa appeared, he was actually the chosen one to carve the tombstone, who would, in the very end, capture the final image of death for the grave of humanity's extinction.

“You know what? I asked the captain.”

Zongfang didn't answer directly. He also looked at the Atlas, at this enormous ship that embodied the essence of all of humanity's strongest technology, this Noah's Ark that protected mankind, and said vaguely, "The captain said that she used to think Ultraman was God, but later she found out that he wasn't. Ultraman is both light and human."

“Just yesterday, after the meeting, the captain told me that Ultraman Kasa is just light, not human, but he is also not God, because God does not have the virtues of Ultraman. When people are in trouble, God is not the one who lends a helping hand. On the contrary, many disasters are created by God.”

"God doesn't have the heart of Ultraman, and Ultraman isn't as omniscient and omnipotent as God, capable of solving all problems on his own."

"So Ultraman is just Ultraman."

At this point, Munakata let out a breath, "That's the captain's answer, but if you ask me, I'll tell you that no matter what hope there is, we humans and Ultraman are always comrades-in-arms, nothing more."

Regardless of whether they can win or not, neither humanity nor Ultraman will give up. As long as they fight side by side, there is no need to consider the odds of victory.

Leave everything to your own hands and heart, and to the hands and hearts of your comrades.

"Alright, as expected of the vice-captain of the GUTS team, such profound resolve." Onoda Takehiko nodded, then changed the subject, "So? It's almost the end, have you confessed to Captain Giuma yet?"

"That's something to consider after the war," Zongfang said, turning his face away.

“Yes, yes, after the war, you’ll say that’s something that happens after the world has been rebuilt.” Onoda Takehiko shrugged. “Since you’re already willing to go to the guillotine, what are you afraid of? Go for it bravely, but don’t end up like me.”

In the early days of the apocalypse, many vampires infiltrated this base, including a woman who had a close relationship with Onoda Takehiko. In order to avoid being manipulated by the vampire god Hyranos behind the scenes, the woman chose to jump into a sea of ​​fire and commit suicide.

Although the GUTS team later defeated the vampire monster in the apocalypse thanks to the help of Super GUTS and XIG, those who were turned into vampires and died could never come back.

Zong Fang didn't seem to react much to his urging to get married. He just estimated that it was about time and turned to walk towards the place they had agreed on beforehand.

Takehiko Onoda chuckled, took a picture of Munakata's seemingly unresponsive back, and whistled in the process.

"Ultraman is just Ultraman... That's a pretty good answer."

If God, being omniscient and omnipotent, were to become kind, then regardless of what others might think, Takehiko Onoda would still want Ultraman.

Because power isn't everything, is it?

"Well then, it's time for me to board the plane."

Takehiko Onoda also got up and headed towards the hatch of the Atlas. As the ones who carved the monument, they should of course work together and share life and death.

……

"Uh, so if necessary, I have to help block some of Gatanothor's attacks? Oh my god, Kirieloid God above, I mean, I mean, let my little body block Gatanothor's attacks, even just once? Are you serious? Even just once, I could very well die instantly!"

Ji Er kept rambling on and on, leaving Shinjo speechless. He facepalmed and muttered, "If you're really that scared, go talk to Ultraman Kasa about your role assignments. What's the point of talking to me and the wall?"

"What are you talking about? What kind of talk is that?" Ji Er slammed his hand on the control panel and grumbled, "Let me make this clear first, I'm not afraid of death, nor am I afraid of some stupid evil god. I'm just worried that failing to complete the mission will cause problems for the entire battle on my end!"

"I didn't say you were scared." Shinjo was amused. Although he didn't say it, some truths don't need to be said; they're perfectly understood.

The blatant laughter made Ji Er even more furious, but after pacing back and forth several times, he couldn't bring himself to go find Kasa to revoke his duties. He stopped there, took a deep breath in frustration, and looked out at the dark world outside the Atdis.

“He doesn’t resemble a great Kyrielord at all,” he muttered to himself.

"In what way are you not gay?" Shinjo swooped in, chair and all, winking. "Do you think being afraid of death would tarnish the name of a gay person, or do you think you're more like a good person this time than before, and that being a good person makes you less gay?"

Ji Er withdrew his genuine emotions and snorted, "You're not even a member of our great Kirieloid cult, what information do you want to find out? Go away, go away!"

“That’s true.” Shinjo also became unusually serious, paused for a moment, but then said, “However, we are now true comrades-in-arms.”

Upon hearing this, Ji Er instinctively wanted to refute, but after opening his mouth, he swallowed back what he was about to say and instead asked, "Is it time to start?"

"Right away." The answer came from Lina, who was sitting at the control panel.

After conducting a final review outside, Director Kasa and Director Sawai, along with Yoshioka Tsunaka and Iruma Megumi, also arrived at the main control room. Under their witness, the Atlas issued its final announcement.

"The Atlas is about to depart. All staff and personnel are requested to board the Atlas. All staff and personnel are requested to board the Atlas."

"To reiterate, the Atlas is about to depart. All staff and personnel, please board the Atlas. All staff and personnel, please board the Atlas."

A tremendous sound echoed throughout the secret base.

At this time, there was no one left in the secret base. The warehouse manager finished counting the number of people and reported the data on the screen. Ye Rui saw it and signaled: "No problem, all the personnel in the base have boarded the ship."

With authorization granted, Lina pushed the joystick, her gaze resolute: "Atlas, start!"

Boom! Rumble!

The entire massive cliff, the hollowed-out mountain peak, was trembling and emitting tremendous vibrations.

When this secret base was built, due to various factors, no passage was reserved for a 300-meter-tall behemoth to enter and exit, but that doesn't matter.

Because this colossal 300-meter-tall structure is named the Atlas, humanity's Noah's Ark, the pinnacle of technological achievement.

At this very moment, as the Max propulsion system was activated, the roaring energy easily propelled the 300-meter-long Atdis into the air. The metal hull of this colossal warship clashed with the natural world, and the mountain barriers it collided with shattered instantly, revealing this ultimate weapon of war to the world.

The cliff collapsed, burying all the creatures inside. Fortunately, all the animals in the ecological zone had been released beforehand, so no one died as a result.

At the same time, in two other locations far from the Pacific Ocean, two other behemoths also took off from land.

Prometheus's dwelling place was also under a hollowed-out cliff, but the aerial base was too huge, even larger than the 300-meter-tall Atedis, so it chose to hide in a desert, buried underground by the sand.

Now that the repaired air base has been restarted, the entire desert is shaking. From beneath what appears to be a normal, thick layer of sand, a massive mobile fortress, now equipped with the Max propulsion system, is revealed, capable of being used for space travel!

Moving forward in three completely different directions, the Atlas, the Prometheus, and the air base share a common goal: the Dead Sea, once the Pacific Ocean, home to the evil god of hatred!

"grumble--"

Zoga Howls, as Gatanothor's most loyal elite soldiers, live forever for Gatanothor, and are always the first to react when enemies attack.

The sky was filled with countless Zorghasts, obscuring everyone's vision. The number of these monsters was countless, dozens, possibly hundreds, or even thousands of times more than when Gatanothor first awoke. It was utterly despairing.

On land, even those hiding in shelters, the sharp, massive noise of the Zoga army pierced through the earth and reached their ears, making them instinctively want to cover their heads and ears once again.

But this time, before they could do that, a new voice emerged.

"Zzz... Boom—!!!!"

It was the sound of artillery fire and explosions.

Faced with the densely packed Zoga army, the human warriors had only one response: to fire the Neomagus cannons, whose barrels had been preheated before the warships were even started.

This devastating blast cleared a path, killing at least a hundred adult Zoga in one fell swoop. The aftershocks of the explosion reached all the way to the Pacific Ocean, demonstrating the success of the joint development of the highest human technology from the three Ultra universes.

The Atlas, the Prometheus, and the aerial base unleashed a deafening barrage of fire from three different directions.

In the city where Kasa and Ji Er once lived, the citizens looked up and saw the colossal 300-meter-tall creature in the distance, as well as the output it caused. Anyone could see that it was the signal for humanity to retaliate against the Dark God.

Children and adults alike poured out of the underground shelters in a frenzy, while people huddled in various houses throughout the city also rushed out of buildings, gazing intently towards the Pacific Ocean.

The last time Ultraman Kasa appeared, very few people did this, but this time, they all came out.

Because they sensed it and saw it—the exterior of the Atdis, a symbol of humanity's counterattack, was radiating a soft glow, a protective glow that only Ultraman could create.