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

For an incredibly powerful old man like him, a single Griza is nothing. Whether he directly overwhelms someone with his extraordinary strength or uses his near-omniscient knowledge gained from observing the infinitely diverse universe over countless years, he can easily solve the problem.

It's not really a problem.

But this only applies to the King of Ultra.

As for now, all the Alien Empera can say is, this dog-skin plaster is truly damn damned!

"boom!"

"Giggle, chirp chirp!"

The battle erupted and stalemated, with Greza's annoying laughter and noise everywhere, accompanied by typical mental attacks. Everyone present, including the severely injured original Ultraman, had been ravaged to the point of collapsing.

If they hadn't experienced the devastating explosion of their home star system, the complete annihilation of their people, and the overwhelming experience and will that led them to abandon hope and the heart of light in the dark and boundless universe, even with the ultimate level of psychic power, this mental attack could still have troubled the Alien Empera.

Fortunately, he had indeed come through such a perilous ordeal, so he was unharmed.

But this didn't help much in the fight.

"How annoying! Die!"

The Alien Empera felt increasingly frustrated as the fight progressed. The source of this frustration was simple: it wasn't even a real battle.

All his attacks landed on Greza like oxen in the ocean, unable to make a ripple. They were all swallowed up by the ethereal Greza, without forming a single real attack. No matter how he attacked, Greza could absorb them all.

Compared to its unsolvable, conceptually superior defense and non-existent health bar, Greza's attack power was considerably weaker, so all attacks aimed at Alien Empera would be neutralized.

It was dissolved by the ultimate, pinnacle of psychic power.

After all, although this body is a clone the size of the person, the soul and will are the original, so the strength of the psychic power will not be reduced. It's just that the body is too weak, making it unable to fight, and once the psychic power is broken, the body will be killed, causing the soul to return to the original body.

Therefore, the current situation is that the Alien Empera can do nothing to Greza, and Greza can do nothing to the Alien Empera.

This is not a battle.

A true battle is exhilarating, with both sides possessing exceptional skill and each having a chance of winning. Amidst the tense and exciting combat, they search for crucial opportunities and luck, ultimately deciding the outcome with a single decisive blow. The loser has no complaints, and the winner acknowledges the loser's strength.

Right now, it's just like being stuck with a lump of dung that you can't shake off, and this lump of dung happens to have an infinite health bar—it's a complete mess, with no fun or excitement whatsoever in battle.

The Alien Empera's face was more sour than ever before.

That's not the worst part.

More deadly than the stalemate was that he had to admit that even if he came in his true form instead of as a clone, he still couldn't take down this lump of dung.

Regardless of his fighting style, Rezolim Beam, weapon Darkweave Cloth, or any other moves, although the output is at the level of Ultimate Ultra, as long as it is limited to the power of a single Ultimate Ultra, it seems that none of them can break through Greza's void property.

This no-health-bar mechanic is just too unfair. I've seen strange mechanics before, but I've never seen one this unsolvable.

Of course, it's not entirely impossible to win.

Although one person can't do it, as long as we summon the foolish Father of Ultra and the half-wise and half-foolish Tartarus, just like we did when we beat Gatanothor, the three of us working together to unleash a powerful attack would definitely be enough to break through Greza's limitations, and Greza would surely die!

But to ask those two for help? Hmph, dream on, no way!

At most, only those two will ask him for help!

Moreover, even setting aside the fact that he's unlikely to accept this plan, even if he were willing, Father of Ultra wouldn't be able to get here in a very short time. Kaka

The universe's rejection of the Land of Light stems from the fact that the Land of Light in this world was sealed and exiled. Although the Land of Light in this world has now returned, it still needs some time to dissolve this rejection.

Unless they are Ultra Warriors who have just returned to the Land of Light's main universe from another very distant universe, they cannot come here at this time.

However, apart from Father of Ultra and Belial, there is no third ultimate Ultra warrior in the Land of Light now. These two have not gone to other universes at all. Sending ordinary Ultra warriors who have returned from missions would not be of much use and would not be able to break through Greeza's defenses.

So only one other option remains.

That is to bring your main body here, put on the dark armor, and enjoy the super high boost!

When no one is wearing the Dark Armor, and it's not within the Dark Fear area of ​​the spaceship, it's hard to call it an ultimate-level combat power. The combat power of a single piece of armor is not significant.

However, once this armor is worn by Alien Empera, everything changes. This armor was essentially created to amplify Alien Empera's power to the extreme. The combined dark power of the two will immediately produce an effect greater than the sum of its parts.

The Dark Emperor's power will increase dramatically, surge, and soar until he can even fight Father of Ultra and Tartarus on his own!

With that kind of power, even in a one-on-one fight, Geriza shouldn't even think about it; he would definitely be crushed into dust.

But... that raises another question.

If the soul were to return to its original body, fully armed and ready to settle scores, a void would appear here, leaving only the locals to fight against Griza.

The Alien Empera looked at the returning Land of Light, and then at the humans and cosmic beings on Earth, whose lives had been ravaged by Greza's noise to the point that they couldn't even escape.

It is obvious that during the decades of being sealed and exiled, the people of the Kingdom of Light in this universe have been suppressing this Greza, causing it to become too weak and seemingly having some of its people eaten, making it unable to get up for the time being.

Not to mention the people on Earth.

In other words, once he returns to his original form and is fully armed, even if that time can be shortened considerably, within that short period, Greza's strength would be enough to break through the weakened defenses of the Land of Light and devour the entire Earth.

However, although he was able to block all of Greza's attacks, his psychic power had reached its limit. When facing an enemy of Greza's caliber, he would have no spare capacity to move the Earth away from here.

Greza's attack power is relatively low, but that's only in comparison to its lack of a health bar. Now that this guy has devoured countless things, it takes Alien Empera's full psychic power to defend against it. Anyone who dares to disperse their psychic power will be successfully breached.

It's hard to ride a tiger.

Alien Empera frowned, pondering a way to break the deadlock.

He certainly wouldn't care about the lives of the weak on Earth, but only if this disaster had nothing to do with him.

As it turns out, the original Ultraman was right. He couldn't kill Greeza on his own; at most, he could only create a stalemate. Once he withdrew, it was Earth that would suffer.

Originally

If he had taken the first Ultraman's advice even slightly, things wouldn't have turned out this way—of course, it wasn't his fault either; it was simply that the foolish first Ultraman didn't know how to be tactful. How could he directly tell a king he couldn't do something? Wasn't that just trying to provoke him?

If the First Generation hadn't offered his advice, the fate of Earth would naturally be none of his concern. He could have gone back fully armed whenever he wanted without hesitation. After all, the time difference wouldn't allow the Land of Light to be completely wiped out by Griza, so Earth was irrelevant.

But now that the original Ultraman had offered advice, he had released Greeza. If his withdrawal led to the annihilation of the entire Earth, he was not so sure what the foolish Father of Ultra in the main universe would think.

So, what should we do?

For the first time in history, the Alien Empera has found himself in a difficult dilemma.

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"Pupella Planet, Pupella Planet, respond if you hear me. This is Typhons, Company Commander of the Death Guard, Astartes Legion. Your planet is to immediately gather and properly arrange all personnel requiring treatment for our forces to provide care. Qi Sheng."

"Those infected with the plague are not allowed to be distinguished by social status. There are Alpha Legion personnel on your planet. If it is found that your planet is treating nobles, the powerful, former rich people, as well as commoners, the poor, and beggars differently, hiding, throwing away, or even burning the latter like garbage, then our army will change the treatment operation to a purge operation to purge you bastards."

Please respond upon receipt.

"Sector Three, this is the Steel Warriors of the Space Marine Astartes Chapter. Our forces are about to land in various units of the sector to carry out reconstruction work."

"Space Marines Astartes, historically known as the World Eaters, now known as the Liberators Chapter. I repeat, you have all been identified as the [Prime Principal Culprit] and [Second-Class] War Criminals. Surrender now and you will be given a quick death. If you resist, what awaits you is the most painful delayed death sentence!"

"The Ravenguards of the Space Marine Astartes Chapter and the Midnight Lords of the Space Marine Astartes Chapter have come to help their Liberation Chapter brothers purge the remnants of the old era's war criminals. Qi Sheng."

"This is the Holy Blood Angels. Under the leadership of our resurrected Archangel, the Father of Genetics, we will rigorously examine the genetic sequences of all mutated races and mutants in order to create technology that can improve your genes and allow you to return to a normal life."

"The Space Marines Astartes Chapter, formerly known as the Sons of the Emperor, now the Sons of Perfection, will work with the Legion of Word Bearers to spread the art of light and righteousness, and to sow the seeds of kindness and peace throughout the galaxy, so that the next generation of all of us will not be as tense as we are now."

"The Fist of the Empire, we are only responsible for suppressing the turmoil of the present era, but we only defend and do not attack. Everything is to reduce the intensity of war between different races and different forces, and to give the Alpha Legion enough time to investigate the cause and judge right and wrong."

"Dark Angels of the Space Marines Astartes Chapter, now we have even more secrets. For the sake of galactic peace, many secrets should not be made public. They should be kept and sealed by us, never to see the light of day again."

"White Scars, Space Wolves, we are the most mobile and are responsible for patrolling everywhere. If we find any suspicious clues, we will report to our superiors immediately."

"The Steel Hand of the Space Marines Astartes integrates a large amount of technology, including that of the Mechanicus, making it streamlined, accessible to the general public, and popularized throughout the galaxy, improving the living environment and conditions of various races and star systems."

"We are Ultramarines, of course, that's the name. We've changed our focus to government affairs. All Ultramarines have been incorporated into the Imperial Ministry of Government Affairs to handle government affairs unrelated to Astartes and to act as diplomats in contact with other races."

"The Space Marines Astartes Chapter Thousand Legion, under the leadership of our Father of Genesis Magnus, will regularly maintain the warp against evil, strive to preserve the warp's purity with their own power, and guide others to use psionic energy correctly."

"The Salamander Band... all members are to be incorporated into the Ultra Cult. Our goal is to eliminate all oppression!"

"The son of Horus, the loyalist resurrected by the Emperor, since the death of the Chaos Gods, some things have begun to have the opportunity to happen, including the possibility of resurrecting Horus who died in the Temple of Devon. This may take time, but we will be very patient."

"Alpha Legion, we are everywhere, all intelligence is in our hands, we are the true judges of the Empire, Hydra is watching you."

“We are the Ark Eldar. We personally brought the corrupt and decadent Dark Eldar to justice and wiped them all out. The criminal Ark Eldar are also being screened and reformed. Without the threat of Slaanesh, this world is so wonderful. We have nothing to complain about.”

"I am the Space Necromancer, the Endless, Taraxin. I... cough, never mind, almost all the Space Necromancers have been wiped out, there are only a few left."

"Mr. Kassadin said that as long as we, the relatively innocent space necromancers who are considered relatively pure in this universe, can wholeheartedly promote the process of cosmic peace and fairness, then he will later give us some kind of life through Shinji Ikari, so that we can return to real life. How wonderful!"

"We are the Tau. The Tau are all dead. Every last one was killed. I am Vision, the new leader of the Tau. Now I understand how deep the waters of this world run. Since we can..."

Peaceful development is a great thing for a small ethnic group like ours. Our internal caste system has been reformed, and we no longer force others to join us.

The peaceful progress of the Warhammer universe has not been smooth.

Although the overall process was forcibly pushed forward due to Kassadin's strength and prestige, various rebellions, protests, betrayals, changes of heart, and assassinations occurred one after another.

There are people in every race who cannot accept peace.

Because in this universe, regardless of species, there is always a large group of people with deep-seated hatred and resentment towards other races, whose hatred is so great that even blood feuds are hard to describe.

Fortunately, Kassadin, the Emperor, the God of Laughter, the Ancient Saint, and the Goddess of Life—these few who truly determine the fate of the universe—are all of one mind, and no one can defy this general direction.

Under this forcibly sealed ceasefire and peace, some soil has begun to be forcibly planted, not seeking immediate roots or sprouts, not seeking instant results, as long as progress continues, that is enough.

During this period, the greatest contributions came from the new Primarchs who had been educated by Kassar, and their new Legion. They set a great example by upholding a spirit of tolerance.

Meanwhile, punishments are being carried out for the various invasive species.

Those races that have committed the most acts of aggression and slaughter, such as humans and the Eldar, must, unconditionally and voluntarily, give up a large portion of the resources they have occupied to help other races that have committed relatively minor offenses and sins.

Furthermore, depending on the severity of each race's transgression, corresponding technologies must be imprinted on the faster-than-light monument and freely transmitted to all races.

Of course, these technologies are not of the military offensive type, but rather those related to construction, defense, altering the planet's harsh climate, modifying natural disasters, survival, and the like.

As for the weasel?

He couldn't possibly be idle; he had to atone for his sins and suffer 24 hours a day, from morning till night. Now that the Chaos God, the Star God, and the Space Necromancer had all died, the Weasel was undoubtedly the biggest war criminal.

It is against this backdrop that Kassadin, having completed the construction of the monument, is finally returning to the main universe of the Land of Light. (White Horse)

Chapter 8: Lao Bei is no ordinary creature; upon encountering Kassa, he transforms into a dragon.

"Hehehe, this is going to be quite a show."

The main universe of the Kingdom of Light.

While working hard to weaken the evil power transmitted from the mastermind behind the scenes, Tartarus also squeezed out a moment to glance at the body left behind by Alien Empera.