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

wrong!

Judging from that tone, there's a conspiracy, a scheme!

Reiblood, with his keen insight, immediately tried to silence Old Black, but it was too late. As he shouted for Old Black to speak quickly, the contract was reached, and he was already allowed to relinquish a portion of his authority for a very short period of time.

His footsteps suddenly became frantic!

Reiblood, having his physical dominance revoked, was unwilling but could only be a powerless victim, helplessly watching himself run: "What are you doing!"

"What are you going to do? Of course, you're going to commit suicide! This filthy body, you might not mind, but I certainly do! Let's go, let's go get trampled to death by Nelongga right now, then we can get a new one, isn't that great!"

Isn't it funny that two ultimate powerhouses were trampled to death by a stray dog ​​named Nelonga on the roadside?

Once it gets sung, it's guaranteed to make everyone laugh out loud, and it can be passed down to the ends of countless universes.

"You son of a bitch!" Reiblood roared, his face contorted with rage. "If you're going to commit suicide, at least choose someone of Ultimate Ultra level to kill! Aren't you ashamed to be trampled to death by Neronga?!"

“Hey~ that’s not how it works,” Old Black Bei reminded it, “you’re the one occupying the body right now.”

Reiblood, the pilot, is dragging his feet. What does that have to do with Old Man Bell's perfectly good mecha?

Shifting blame, shirking responsibility, physical bullying in the workplace!

What a dramatic internal power struggle!

While Berlusconi and Rei Brown were locked in a fierce internal struggle, on the battlefield not far away...

The foolish and weak humans clearly took countermeasures against Neronga, launching a large number of missiles. However, when those missiles were still at least a thousand meters away from Neronga, they were all stopped and destroyed by Neronga's power-generating attack, which revealed Neronga's true form.

Therefore, it is clear that humans cannot defeat this monster.

Although, according to their observations, this Neronga was just so-so, much weaker than the Neronga of their own Ultra Universe, only able to unleash a mere 500,000 kilowatts of electrical attack, and its physical strength was also significantly inferior.

But no matter what, it's something that modern humans without advanced technology can handle.

However, Bei Laohei still clicked his tongue in disapproval. He soon realized that things were unlikely to develop as he had imagined.

You can't commit suicide, because this Nelongga is bound to explode and die.

From outer space, at a time when humanity was helpless, a meteor suddenly streaked down at a speed of 12,000 kilometers per hour and landed on Earth.

The momentum generated by this speed caused a violent gust of wind to rise as it crashed to the ground, shaking the earth and sending sand and stones flying. Even though it was two mountains away, Reibrando was blown away by the wind and thrashed around several times before crashing heavily to the ground.

"Pfft cough cough... What the hell? Don't these Sinnoh guys have any biological control? The commotion they've created is bigger than a monster's. How come the young people these days are getting worse and worse? They can't even reduce the physical aftershocks caused by reducing the kinetic potential energy!"

Although the wind was howling and Berlusconi and Rei Brown couldn't open their eyes, they didn't even need to look; the smell of the Olympic flame had already filled their nostrils.

When he was finally able to open his eyes without getting sand in them, what he saw was Neronga unleashing its 500,000-kilowatt electric attack aimed at Xin'ao's pectoral muscles, but it was completely useless; the latter didn't even seem to need to defend itself.

Xin'ao calmly withstood the attack, effortlessly making his way into Nelonga.

Nelongga immediately panted, activating his beastly instincts. He realized that the enemy opposite him was not a formidable foe he could handle, so he quickly stopped attacking, activated invisibility, and turned to run into the mountains behind him.

But Xin'ao clearly had no intention of letting it go. He raised one hand, swung the other hand horizontally, and with a flick of his wrist, a high-heat reaction occurred, and the light beam charged up and was emitted.

With a whoosh, the gun fired at the location of Nelonga ahead, piercing not only the monster but also the entire mountain. Nelonga couldn't withstand it for more than a few seconds before exploding with a mournful cry, suffering a miserable defeat and death.

"boom!"

The scale and range of this explosion were even more intense than when Xin'ao landed earlier. Before Reiblood could even complain, he was already being carried away, swept up by the strong wind, and floated dozens of meters in the air before finally getting caught on a rickety utility pole.

boom.

After the explosion, the utility poles collapsed, and Ray Brown lay face down, covered in dust and dirt, looking more like a beggar than a beggar himself.

Amidst the dust, a middle finger trembles as it rises.

Gou Ba Xiao Zili Xin Ao, he's really living up to his family's reputation!

Volume 1: Chapter 557. Reiblood: These young people nowadays are too useless!

557. Reibrando: These young people nowadays are so useless!

"Regarding the unusual humanoid creature that appeared a few days ago, the official definition has been [Ultraman]. Its motives, whether it is a native Earth species or a third-kind encounter, are currently unknown. If any citizens spot it, please call the police immediately and stay away. Repeat."

Tsk!

Listening to the official rhetoric on the radio, the filthy Reiblood scoffed viciously, "What a bunch of useless bastards. They can't even read the data that someone is only 60 meters tall and weighs 2900 tons. They're so outdated."

“Don’t have any hope for this backward civilization,” the old black man inside him shook his head. “Their broken satellites are so dusty that you can’t even figure out their height. That’s about all they are capable of.”

"Hey!"

Reiblood tapped his head. "Whether that guy lands or goes all out, it's incredibly destructive. And even after all that, these damn humans still haven't declared him an enemy. What are they doing?"

"Is that even a question? I think you've been imprisoned for too long, and your brain has become sluggish."

The old black man inside him snorted coldly, "They can't even beat that weakest of the weak, Nelonga. Even if that Xin'ao is really an enemy, before he attacks humans, anyone with a normal IQ would dare to declare him an enemy first?"

"If someone dares to do that, they must be tired of living. After all, just by looking at their demeanor, they don't seem like the kind-hearted, gentle guy like Mebius who would be morally pressured at first glance."

“I know that!” Reibrandt shouted indignantly. “Of course I know, but this emperor of the universe just can’t stand this!”

It was thrown by a mere 2,900-ton small crane, which flew it onto a telephone pole and fell, knocking it unconscious for a whole day and night. No one noticed. When it woke up, it shakily got up and trekked away on foot.

Along the way, they even had to pick the best grass from the roadside to eat!

Living in the open and exposed to the elements, how pitiful!

And the culprit behind all this is him, that foolish, inexperienced Xin'ao!

It just wanted to get revenge. Even if that junior Sinnoh wasn't as soft and gentle as Mebius, seeing the human it had been protecting so diligently betray it and declare it an enemy would definitely affect its mood.

So, at least he got a little bit of satisfaction from being imprisoned.

Bei Laohei reminded him, "I know what you're thinking, but in my opinion, there's no hope for this."

"What do you mean?" Reiblood asked curiously. "Is he the same type of evil spirit as you? But he doesn't seem like it. He doesn't have your kind of evil aura at all."

"Get lost! How am I evil? Isn't all this black evil energy on me from you? Stop talking nonsense."

Old Black snorted. If it weren't for the fact that this thing called Xin'ao was interesting, he would have really argued with Lao Lei more. "You've already calculated his weight, haven't you noticed something's wrong? With his weight, even the children in the Land of Light are heavier than him."

“Indeed.” Reiblood agreed wholeheartedly. “Even the Ultraman from the Three Heroes Timeline, the Gauss Timeline, and other universes have never seen anything this light. Do you know why?”

"More or less, I have a guess." After saying that, Bei Laohei corrected himself, "Although it's a guess, the basic truth is about this. In my opinion, that junior is not Ultraman at all."

"?"

Reibrand slowly typed a question mark.

No, I finally managed to stop arguing with you and have a serious conversation, and you waste my time with this kind of joke?

"Don't give me that kind of reaction. I'm not kidding, I'm serious."

Bei Laohei listed the details one by one, "Weight is one aspect, and then there's the fact that he doesn't have a timer. Although our Light Kingdom Olympic team has never had a timer from the beginning, there are differences here."

As for why they are different, it would be too complicated to explain in detail. For Lao Lei, just knowing that they are different is enough.

“There are some differences, but that can’t be used as evidence. It’s just a minor variant.” Reiblood was not so easily convinced. “That appearance, and the light sphere, although its strength is weaker than Chang’ao’s, it shouldn’t be so weak that it would be expelled from the Olympia, right? Otherwise, you’re too much of a strength enthusiast.”

Bei Laohei sneered: "You want evidence? Fine, I know, you must not have been looking at that guy properly back then, or you were blind."

"Personal attack?" Ray Brown was furious. This is just a chat, why is he making such a fuss!

"That's true."

Bei Laohei didn't play the riddle-maker and immediately said, "I watched it very carefully back then. Although I did think it was Ultraman at first glance, the more I thought about it, the more something seemed off. That kid was too much of a costume actor."

"A skin cover?" Rei Brown was dumbfounded.

“Yes, let me put it this way,” Bei Laohei explained, “We Ultra race, no matter which universe the Ultras are from, from Ultra babies to the old man King of Ultra, are all essentially beings of light, as you know.”

"Although we are beings of light and can indeed mimic countless forms and change infinitely, none of this prevents us from being, at the same time, beings of light, and also Ultraman. The Ultra Body is our true form and origin, our real body."

"But that kid is different. His essence should be a higher-dimensional life form. The so-called Ultraman body is just a suit after he has been reduced to a lower dimension. The reason he uses this suit is simply because it is the most suitable for him to perform."

Ultraman can indeed freely travel to higher and lower dimensions, seemingly no different from so-called higher-dimensional life forms.

But the essential difference is that when Ultraman goes to a higher dimension, he acts in his original form; when he goes to a lower dimension, he also acts in his original form.

No matter where he is, Ultraman is Ultraman, and he will always be Ultraman.

However, the seemingly junior Ultraman is different. He is Ultraman in the three-dimensional space, but after his body returns to a higher dimension, he may no longer be Ultraman. He may go to a lower dimension and change to a suit that is more suitable for the lower dimension.

All of these are possible.

That's why that new Ultraman with so little experience was so weak, and he didn't have the biological stance that all Ultramen possess, because he wasn't an Ultraman at all.

If that junior Sinnoh didn't activate any bio-field to reduce or even completely eliminate the impact of his actions on the planet, then with the True Ultra's weight of tens of thousands of tons, well...

The little-known Xin'ao, weighing a mere 2,900 tons, managed to shake the entire mountain range and send strong winds blowing across several mountains and villages. If it were a 2,900-ton Xin'ao, the consequences for the Earth would be unimaginable.

After hearing all this, Reiblood blinked. "You mean, he's a monster?"

A higher-dimensional life form, not Ultraman, but enormous.

That's just a damn special monster!

Wow, not bad! Does that mean I can just use Reonics to control the game in one go?

"Is controlling monsters all you can think about?"

"Of course! For example, controlling robots, controlling aliens, controlling Ultraman!"

The billion-year-old ghost who loves being a trainer is speechless; he can't get along with this kind of silly, enthusiastic trainer.

“Don’t even think about it,” Old Man Bei warned. “Respect individual freedom of will, understand?”

“I understand, I understand,” Reiblood sighed. “Sigh, ever since your Land of Light rose to power, even if I were fully resurrected, I would still be useless. It’s so annoying.”

Monsters also have their own will, are living, breathing individuals, and are free!

Now, apart from special monsters like Bashomon, Bogaru, and Maten, other normal monsters with normal self-awareness, like Gomora, can no longer be controlled or played with at will unless they are in a hostile state.

It's just an ordinary monster sleeping peacefully underground, not causing any damage or harming anyone, and suddenly you drag it out and brainwash it. How pitiful is that?

Of course, aliens would not allow it.

These new regulations with their eight rules and regulations are just...ugh.

I said the Land of Light lowered the biodiversity and biological evolution of our Ultra Multiverse. Does anyone understand?

If you don't let me capture monsters freely, how am I supposed to train them, create variants, crossbreed them, trigger inspiration, research entirely new monsters out of thin air, and increase the biodiversity of the cosmic monster ecosystem?

Is it really good if we see the same old monsters everywhere in the future? It'll get boring, you know. We'll get tired of seeing the same kind of monsters. Unless we have a grand battle of the same kind of monsters.