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

This is clearly the best opportunity to cause trouble for the Ultramen and the Land of Light!

Damd, the core of Zetton, was filled with hatred.

Even though he has been humiliated by Alien Empera and is about to be killed, causing him to fall completely in both life and power, in this universe, his greatest hatred is still for the Ultramen and the Land of Light.

He has his own sense of justice and order.

He, the core of Zetton, Damud, was born to stand at the top and to rule the entire universe. But those guys from the Land of Light have always been more respected, loved, and trusted than him, the core of Zetton!

The Land of Light and the evil Ultra Clan are deliberately going against him, specifically opposing him, and hindering his great Zetton core, Damd, from reaching the pinnacle of the universe, and preventing him from promoting his own order and justice throughout the universe!

Even when he first established the Zetton Core and the Interstellar Council, the other members' first reaction was, "We should invite the Ultra race first." They felt that without the participation of the Land of Light, the Interstellar Council would not be absolutely objective and just.

This is a repeated trampling on the dignity and justice of Dalmud, the core of Jetton!

So he spent so much time and resources, and despite being weaker than the Land of Light, he successfully seized the best opportunity to incite all the members of the Interstellar Council to besiege and seal the rampant and evil Ultra race.

He finally succeeded; it's finally the era of his Zetton core, Damud.

But why, even though the Land of Light is gone and the Ultramen no longer go out on missions, are there still so many inferior beings in the universe who worship, respect, and trust the evil Ultra race that has disappeared?

This is unacceptable and intolerable.

So he came to Earth.

Eliminating the special feelings that humans on Earth have for the Land of Light is a key step in erasing the traces left by the Ultra race throughout the universe.

If he's going to die, then so be it. He can't beat Alien Empera anyway, and he can't fight back. But even if he dies, he'll make sure to thoroughly tarnish the reputation of the evil Ultra race, or he won't rest in peace!

But why?

Why does this so-called Emperor speak for the Land of Light when it's clearly the dark side that opposes it?! Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!

"I am darkness. I hate the Ultra race who bask in the light, and I hate the foolish and despicable Land of Light. Therefore, if I were to comment on your clownish arguments, there would only be one unchanging statement."

Alien Empera's gaze was cold and sharp. "The standards of that foolish Land of Light, the standards of that foolish Ultra race, are the most objective, fair, and just standards in the universe. Their judgments are always superior to the combined judgments of all other races in the universe, nothing more."

"If the foolish Kingdom of Light deems you worthy of death, you should have been wiped out long ago. What are you still clinging to life for? Useless trash."

If it were those righteous and noble guys from the Land of Light who came here, Alien Empera would have a good idea. Those guys would definitely try to reason with Damd, the core of Zetton, and try to persuade him. Even if they couldn't persuade him, they might still treat him leniently.

But would the Dark Emperor have the composure to argue calmly?

The fact that he's willing to offer a conclusion to a clown is already a sign that his temper has improved.

Alien Empera snorted coldly, draining the life out of Damd before his death: "Now, answer me, where is the one who truly sealed the Land of Light?"

"The one who sealed the Land of Light... was... me... Haha, this is my achievement, I did it, I did it..." The core of Zetton, Damd, stared intently...

He held onto this achievement, arguing that it was proof that he had defeated the troublesome Ultra race.

The Alien Empera lost all patience and grinned savagely: "I have no intention of keeping your Zetton Core and the Interstellar Council. They will be destroyed along with this foolish world and you."

"!"

Upon hearing this, Damd, the core of Zetton, suddenly struggled violently. If the Interstellar Council were to disappear, his achievements would vanish with the wind. This cannot be! This cannot be!

"You can't, you can't do this, you can't, ahhh!"

The Alien Empera just laughed cruelly, enjoying the clown's unwilling struggle.

But this brutal scene ended quickly.

Because someone appeared.

"—If you're going to do that, I'll stop you with my life!"

Or.

An Ultraman!

Chapter 5 The Tyrant: I've been tricked by the Land of Light!

"who!"

All the Earthlings and aliens who were stunned and trembled by the overwhelming popularity of Planet Empera were already numb and desperate.

Even the core of Zetton, the strongest and highest being in this universe, was so easily pulled out and trampled underfoot by Alien Empera like an ant. How could the rest of them possibly have any room for resistance?

Upon hearing that this cruel and tyrannical Dark Emperor had revealed a vague intention to destroy the world, no one dared to muster the thought or courage to resist; they were all nearly scared to death.

But at this very moment, there was actually someone who could stand up openly and make such a righteous declaration to stop the Dark Emperor!

This declaration contained no confidence in its ability to win, nor any tragic sentiment of martyrdom, but rather a consistent and unwavering determination and firm belief.

Undoubtedly, the moment these words were uttered, everyone seemed to see true justice!

So, who now has the courage? The audacity? Who can maintain their sense of justice and remain steadfast in the face of such brutal darkness?

“That, that’s… Bemular!”

On the ground, both Ace Killer and Mephisto, who were kneeling before the Alien Empera and hoping to escape destruction, were shaken!

It was a life-sized, silver-clad mecha, its entire body exuding a mechanical beauty. Like Hayata Shinjiro and the others, it looked like a fake artificial mechanical armored Ultraman.

But, the next second, the Alien Empera, without a moment's hesitation, directly revealed the identity of the newcomer:

"Bemular? Hmph, so you actually call yourself that? How pathetic. Are you forced to this by being chased by this stupid and weak Interstellar Council and Zetton Core? Ultra Warrior!"

"Varied--!!"

Including Shinjiro Hayata, Dan Moroboshi, and even the elderly Hayata and Ide at the Science Patrol headquarters, as well as all sorts of people from all over the world who had experienced the first appearance of monsters during the period of frequent monsters, and a large number of aliens, were all shocked!

The entire Land of Light was supposed to be sealed away, and Alien Empera had already rejected Shinjiro and his group of fake Ultramen.

Does that mean that this so-called Bemular is actually a real Ultraman, a victim who wasn't sealed away with the Land of Light?

But... if he's a real Ultraman, why?

Why would you stand up at a time like this?

The Zetton Core and the Interstellar Council are clearly the perpetrators who slander and persecute the Ultra race!

Even humans, although they themselves did not act ungratefully, did not stand up to refute Damd, the core of Zetton, when he slandered the Ultra race. They did not rebuke Damd or fight for their former guardian and protector.

Even on Earth today, there are many other extraterrestrials who participated in the joint effort to slander the Ultra race as the "culprits behind the universe's contraction."

Yet, faced with a world that, by all accounts, is full of his enemies, this Ultraman surprisingly stood up without hesitation and stepped forward!

"However, since you've already chosen the name Bemular, why step forward at this time?"

Alien Emperor looked down at him with an arrogant expression: "Isn't this your enemy? Are you going to oppose me for your enemy? This aura... hmm, foolish Ultraman, have you forgotten the hatred of your own kind?"

"That has absolutely nothing to do with whether you're an enemy or not!"

Bemular, no, it should be said that the original Ultraman, clad in a mechanical body named Bemular, fiercely opposed it with a mechanical voice:

"I have no objection to executing these Zetton cores who have exterminated innocent races, or executing the highest-ranking members of the Interstellar Council who knowingly colluded with them. But the Interstellar Council itself should not be buried with these people!"

"There are too many other lower and middle-level members in this organization who may have been deceived by the Zetton Core into doing wrong things without realizing it, but their crimes do not warrant death. They still have the right and freedom to live, and so does this Earth."

"So if you want to destroy them all, even if it's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, even if it's overestimating my strength, I will do everything in my power to stop you!"

The first generation clearly understood the enormous difference between the two sides.

距。

Even at his peak, he would have no chance against this dark alien who calls himself the emperor, let alone now that he is barely clinging to life.

When the Land of Light was besieged and sealed by the Interstellar Council for some reason, he abandoned his physical body and escaped the sealed area with only his soul. While drifting in space, he found the corpse of an alien who had also been drifting in space and had died long ago.

He mechanically modified the corpse so that it could bear a portion of his power, giving his soul a temporary resting place.

Compared to his prime, his strength was reduced to less than one-tenth of what it was at his peak, and it was even decreasing day by day. It could be said that he had lost almost all of his power.

How can someone like this defeat the opponent, or overcome the most terrifying and powerful darkness he has ever seen in his life?

Unless the greatest miracle occurs, the odds of winning are absolutely zero.

But this isn't a question of whether he can win or not; it's that as an Ultra Warrior, he should stand up in this situation, and he will inevitably do so!

To maximize his already zero chance of winning, he's now operating at an excessive pace. Zero point.

When Alien Empera first appeared, Ultraman had already spotted him.

The reason he didn't immediately appear to stop it wasn't to wait for the darkness to kill the Zetton core, but simply because he absorbed a large amount of energy in the secret base, attempting to fight in the strongest possible condition.

"Oh……"

Alien Empera revealed an obvious amusement as he sized up the weakened Ultraman and deliberately asked, "You want to stop me? With your crippled body? Do you think that's touching? You must be moved by your own actions, you foolish Ultraman warrior."

"If I were to put it another way, I would say that I have no intention of destroying these tedious things now, and that I can spare the so-called Interstellar Council and this tiny Earth."

"But in exchange for that, I only want to destroy you right now. Not only that, I will also let this greatest enemy of your Ultra race, this ant who calls himself the core of Zetton, live on, continue to hold power, and continue to slander your Ultra race. What will you do then?"

!

Hayata Shinjiro shuddered violently. This was practically killing someone by attacking their spirit!

If you want to protect the innocent, you have to let go of your enemies and endure the slander and pain of being forever nailed to the pillar of shame by the Land of Light. This is just deliberately playing with people's hearts!

Even Ultraman, faced with such a drawback, certainly wouldn't accept it—

"Then it's a deal."

—Huh?

They were all there, whether they were old people who had been protected by the First Generation during the period when monsters were frequently appearing, or young people who had never seen the First Generation, or aliens who were with the Interstellar Council, or aliens who had followed the Interstellar Council in persecuting the Land of Light.

Everyone was stunned, completely dumbfounded, and turned to look at the original Ultraman who was emitting a weak mechanical voice.

Even Damd, the core of Zetton and the greatest perpetrator of the persecution of the Land of Light, was momentarily stunned, staring blankly up at the original Ultraman standing in the air with his pupils shrinking.

"Why?" Damd's brain in the core of Zetton trembled violently for a moment. He suddenly felt a colder chill than bone-chilling cold, as if he were in a frozen wasteland.

He should be grateful to have survived, but at this moment he only felt fear.

why?

Why would a mere Ultraman do something like this? Why would a mere original Ultraman be willing to sacrifice his own life and the eternal honor of the Land of Light to protect these people, including his Zetton core, Damd?

why? !

If that's the case, if that's the case... if that's the case, wouldn't it be as if this evil, willful, and disruptive Ultra race is actually the most righteous race in the universe, just as the dark tyrant said?