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

If there are any troublemakers, he will punch them so hard that all their teeth will fall out.

If a high-ranking human leader attempts to betray him, he will make them understand what cruelty is before dying in agony, possibly even broadcasting it live.

He, Old Black, is indeed much colder and sharper than any other citizen of the Land of Light, and his temper and personality are also the worst.

However, when it comes to matters of principle, in the end, he is still Ultraman, nothing more.

"...Is that so? A strong person like you actually lives such a lifestyle. If possible, I think I would like to have a good discussion with you on many aspects and many things."

"However, that will all be after the battle is over."

Zoffy, the Star of Light, slowly faded away.

Jaden is already on his way, while negotiations have broken down here.

“Go do your thing,” Bei Laohei waved his hand at Lipia, Mefilas, and Zarab, “Do whatever you want, I’m going into seclusion for two days.”

Restoring his strength was urgent, and the Beta System gave him a bit of inspiration. Perhaps he could go directly to this higher-dimensional space to accelerate his recovery, and there was also excess energy to draw upon in the higher-dimensional space.

The people of Lipia, Mefilas, and Zarab looked at each other, puzzled, wondering what Old Man Bei was up to.

However, whatever Bei Laohei wanted to do, they could only nod and turn to leave.

then.

A day later, Zoffy, the Star of Light, arrived outside Earth as promised and began to deploy the ultimate celestial suppression weapon, Zetton, which he had brought with him.

Panic began on Earth.

……

……

For Earthlings, this was a solar eclipse that came without warning.

The bright midday sun was completely covered by a thick, cold, and metallic shadow in just three seconds.

On the streets of Tokyo, busy intersections seemed to have been put on pause. Countless engines stalled, and countless people remained with their heads tilted back, their phones, briefcases, and ice creams falling to the ground.

The sky has cracked open. No, to be precise, the sky has been "covered up".

Above the stratosphere, in outer space beyond Earth, a colossal geometric structure, whose length, width, and height are unknown, is slowly unfolding its wings.

That was neither a living being nor a spacecraft as we know it; it was the final judgment of the "Celestial Suppression Weapon - Zetton".

It was entirely black, with two enormous orange glowing crystals on its chest that looked like the emotionless eyes of death, gazing down at the chaotic ant colony on this blue planet.

"Is that... God's coffin?"

On a street in Shinjuku, a young photographer knelt in the middle of the road, lens pointed at the sky, but his fingers trembled so violently that he couldn't press the shutter. Panic, like a high-voltage current, instantly pierced the fragile shell of human civilization.

"It's a monster?!"

"Idiot, it looks like an alien! How could a monster be outside of Earth? It must be an alien invasion!"

"What is the FOT doing? Why hasn't the government given us any information?"

"That's the devil...that's Satan, the destroyer of the world!"

Screams echoed through the streets and stairwells of cities around the world.

The urban elites who usually pride themselves on being civilized are now in a panic like headless flies. No matter who they are, even if they don't know Jetton, as long as they see its huge size, they will know how terrifying and powerful it is.

Some signal base stations were instantly overloaded due to the fluctuations caused by Jaden, and social media platforms were filled with countless blurry photos of dark figures, many of which were accompanied by garbled text indicating a system crash.

Faced with an absolute power disparity, humanity's pride in its wisdom and technology is as fragile as a sheet of waterlogged paper.

Foster was at command post. The atmosphere here was colder than an icebox.

"Beep—beep—beep—" The urgent alarm sound was almost piercing the eardrums.

On the large screen, Jetton's various scan data jumped exponentially, and each line of red code represented a disaster capable of wiping out a civilization.

"Body length and mass... are all impossible to estimate..."

Taki Akihisa slumped back in his swivel chair, his once bright eyes now bloodshot. He stared intently at the spectrum analyzer. "Class monitor, according to my data analysis... if it wanted to, it could destroy not only Earth, but the entire solar system."

Both Funae Yumi and Asami Hiroko remained silent.

Sergeant Tamura's expression was stern, and his tightly pursed lips betrayed his extreme anxiety. He had just hung up the encrypted phone call from the Prime Minister's official residence, and his eyes were chillingly cold.

In a short period of time, the higher-ups had already made three or four phone calls.

Indeed, a couple of days ago, the Zarab aliens, who for some unknown reason suddenly decided to terminate all agreements with Earthlings, gave us a free message, saying that a Light alien would be coming to punish Earth with a celestial suppression weapon called Zetton, and that we should be prepared.

However, even if you were to deal with an ordinary Calamity Beast in advance, two days would be considered very rushed, let alone a celestial suppression weapon.

When they first heard the name, Sergeant Tamura and his comrades felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

However, they never expected that when they actually saw it, it would be even more helpless and devastating than they had anticipated. Just by looking at its size, they knew that this thing had nothing to do with humans.

Whether humans try or not, it makes no difference in the face of this thing.

Although the Zarab aliens left behind some words such as "You humans are so lucky" and "There is a kind person who will take pity on you".

But its statements are vague and ambiguous, so who can guarantee that such an "adult" will definitely appear?

Furthermore, after seeing Jaden's size and data analysis, Sergeant Tamura and the others wondered if so-called "adults" could really handle this thing.

It's hard to say.

According to data analysis, Ultraman is far inferior to Zetton, which has now spread from outside Earth; the difference is like heaven and earth.

At this moment, only Shinji Kaminaga stood quietly in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

As an observer dispatched by the Star of Light, he knew better than anyone what Zetton meant and how terrifying its power was.

But... that Belial, that Reiblood.

Let's see what this being who can forcibly instill so-called ultimate concepts can do!

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Global joint emergency defense conference.

On the large screen, the images of the representatives of the five major nations were constantly distorted by electromagnetic interference generated passively and naturally due to the deployment of Zetton and its rapid accumulation of the power of a trillion-degree fireball.

That wasn't the decorum a politician should have; instead, it was faces etched with fear and madness.

"F***ing right! What exactly is the department that Japan specifically set up for these kinds of things, and which we've been helping with these past few days, doing? Why haven't they taken any action yet!"

The American representative roared into the communicator, his tie askew, completely losing his composure.

"Why haven't you destroyed that thing yet? It's already in launch orbit, and it's pointing right at Earth!"

"Destroy?" The bear's representative sneered, his eyes filled with a self-deprecating deathly stillness. "Didn't you look at the data? That's celestial-level suppression."

"According to the data, even Ultraman, who appeared a few days ago, would only be an ant trying to stop a chariot in front of it, let alone us. Any conventional weapon of our humanity, or even global nuclear bombs, would not even be considered fireworks in front of it."

"Then let's pool the wisdom of all scientists and urgently develop a solution. Do you all just want to wait to die? You want to die, but I don't! Give me a spaceship! A spaceship! I want to escape, escape from Earth! Who wants to die, you bastards!"

"Enough!" Some representatives slammed their fists on the table, their voices filled with despair.

"Fellow countrymen, let's face reality. We're not discussing how to win, nor how to survive; we're indulging in the addiction of exercising our last power before humanity goes extinct."

The conference room fell into a deathly silence.

These elderly people, who hold the highest power on Earth, discovered for the first time that, in the face of a true cosmic civilization, their prized nuclear arsenal and global wisdom were less lethal than the wooden sticks of primitive people.

After a moment of silence, an old man, his mouth dry and trembling, said, "The Zarab aliens said... [that great one], can we count on him?"

“It hasn’t appeared yet, we haven’t found it,” another old man shook his head slightly. “Whether we can count on it or not, this is all we can hope for.”

"……Ugh."

Some people sighed.

However, even at this moment of lamentation, because the Zarab aliens had already informed them, many departments in various countries are still carrying out activities in private.

Although seeing the data revealed the despairing disparity in combat power, some people did not give up in despair and wait for death. Instead, they continued to make attempts and efforts that they knew were doomed to be futile and pointless.

In the general public, a large number of citizens were gripped by panic, but at the same time, a large number of adults were still at work, and a large number of children were still playing or going to school.

Human life is full of different kinds of people, some ugly, some noble, and some so mediocre that they don't even know whether the world is about to end, and are indifferent to it.

"Ah... this is really something, it's been so long since I've experienced or seen such a scene."

With his keen senses, Bei Laohei instantly grasped the state of the world, took a breath of Earth's oxygen, and revealed a long-lost expression.

Before the Emperor Alien invaded the M78 Nebula, he had worked alongside Father of Ultra and Ken countless times, upholding justice throughout the universe and saving countless planets and races.

When facing extinction, many races, like Earth today, will not be of one mind even on the verge of death, and there will still be a large number of people who are not worth saving.

How long has it been?

Things and behaviors that were once commonplace became a source of envy and jealousy for Ken after he evolved into the True Power Mode of the Great Horned Bull. He made mistakes, was banished, possessed, imprisoned, and then met Kassadin, only to see the light of day again during the Gatanothor era.

Even then, he never saw anything like it again.

When he went to the Ultra Universe, he was only focused on fighting and didn't have the energy to deal with anything else. After all, the pressure from that Greza was still considerable.

Needless to say, back in the Nexus timeline, the winged Zagi was a living legend. Even if he was only at the initial stage of legend, it was still a huge gap in realms compared to ultimate.

If Zero hadn't been so lucky back then, choosing Komon Kazuki, who had incredible potential and seemed stronger and more qualified than any human, and who evolved into Shining Zero at the crucial moment, they might have really lost.

In the subsequent battle of DC Perpetua, when they arrived in the DC universe after they had finished preparing, the Justice League members, who had gathered from all over the world, had already inspired the native DC people to be of one mind.

Therefore, what used to be a common scene is now a rare occurrence for the first time in a long time.

Old Bei couldn't help but sigh, "How I miss it! To be like this, fighting ordinary, useless enemies, protecting the weak who are both worthy of living and worthy of loathing—it's been so long."

Reiblood: "?"

I couldn't help but slowly type out a question mark.

Excuse me, what makes this new Jaden so ordinary, and what makes it so useless?

Regardless, it is, after all, a celestial weapon capable of annihilating objects with a range of at least two hundred light-years in a single strike.

In terms of strength below the ultimate level, let's not even discuss what level of strength it is in a one-on-one situation, but at least in terms of the output range of a single hit, this thing is indeed quite powerful.

The ultimate level of powerhouses is beyond the reach of most people, whose attack range is not this wide.

Just like the Reifleth Alien, it was an enemy that required Leo and Enmus Mebius to join forces to defeat, and just like the Three-Faced Golem Gashurein, which directly and unconditionally crushed and swiftly killed the late-game Mebius without taking any damage.