The hawks in the Kingdom of Light called me a dove undercover in the chat group

"Yes, it's art. Ultraman Casar's battle is simply art."

The Black Star Commander murmured intoxicatedly and took a deep breath. Why did he surrender so cooperatively the moment he was discovered by Kasa in the Kingdom of Light? Why?

The reason is very simple.

Before he took on that order to steal the life-hardening technology, while still wandering through space, he had seen Ultraman Casar's crushing, almost artistic, battle against the invaders of the Dark Nebula.

Near Noba and the ordinary people at the feet of Commander Black Star, scattered here and there were Magma soldiers who tried to take advantage of the chaos.

At the same time, Mebius and Libut also successfully killed the three Magma generals who were entangled with them. The remaining Magma soldiers, seeing the space battleships destroyed by Zaas and Nais, all lost their will to fight and shouted to surrender.

The whole universe knows that the Kingdom of Light treats its captives well.

But the prerequisite is that their status can be successfully transformed into captives.

Mebius and Libut didn't know what to do with these Magma soldiers, and both looked at their instructors.

Kasa had only one question for this: "Are there any of you who have been in the Magma Legion for less than ten years?"

The Magma soldiers wanted to lie, but under the scrutiny of Kasa's sharp Ultra Eye, any Magma who wanted to lie hesitated and suffered tremendous psychological pressure, causing the lies to be full of loopholes before they were even uttered. In the end, no one stood up to take away the identity that had lasted less than ten years.

Kasa's eyes, which had originally shown a hint of expectation, turned disappointed, and the murderous aura that had been dormant reappeared.

But he didn't rush into the killing. Instead, he instructed his students: "Eliminate all evil. When encountering an enemy begging for mercy, be discerning. If there is indeed hope, it is a kind virtue to forgive. However, for those evildoers whose hands are already stained with too much innocent blood, letting one go could lead to the destruction of a planet in the future."

"After this trip, you all go and look up the history of the Magma Legion's rebellion."

Mebius, who was about to speak, stopped talking.

He is the most overly kind among all the trainees. He is so kind that even in the original future, when he is supposed to be the savior of the earth, he is followed and exposed by selfish journalists without authorization, and even subjected to unfounded insults. However, he just tolerates it without fighting back.

So when the Magma people surrendered, he was the one who most wanted to stop and was most willing to accept these people.

But he trusted the instructor more than himself.

He knew that since the instructor said this, it proved that the Magma Corps must have committed crimes so huge that they could never be forgiven in the past ten years.

"Damn it, since you won't let us go, then we'll also--Ugh!"

The Magma people, who had tried to escape by surrendering, knew they were doomed after hearing these words. They jumped up on the spot and wanted to take hostages, using the overly kind Mebius as a bargaining chip.

This action only strengthened the Ultra Hearts of several students who had not yet witnessed the darkest side of the invaders. Including Mebius, Libut, Zaias, and Nais all worked together to cleanly and efficiently eliminate the remaining Magma remnants.

After recovering, Taro looked at the fate of the unacceptable remnants of the Magma army, and understood why Volugan and the other Magma people reacted so violently when they saw the instructor.

In the Kingdom of Light, the instructor's title was somewhat unworthy of his status, but on the external battlefield, the title of the only hawk in the Kingdom of Light was truly well-deserved. Even Brother Ace would never be so radical in dealing with the surrendered troops!

At the same time that Taro was sighing, only the last battlefield was left. Here, the Cosmic Fantasy Beast Fist that Leo and Astrana had used for training before was transformed and tempered in the stalemate with Baraba, becoming much more agile and finally successfully annihilating this enhanced super beast.

A devastating disaster caused by the invaders from the Dark Nebula, a mixture of man-made disasters and natural disasters, truly ended at this moment.

The sun shines brightly, clearly illuminating the savior standing on the earth. He is a giant of light that is far superior to even the gods.

In the city, millions of people, no longer worried, looked up, their eyes unblinking, like Commander Black Star, staring blankly and fascinatedly at these giants of light who brought hope and miracles.

There are no words that can describe their current mood, only longing, endless longing.

Meanwhile, in the chat group...

63

Chapter 63 Barbatos: You are destined to be my stamp collector.

Knock, knock, jingle, jingle.

During these few days, when the Riddler and a bunch of other villains were staying quietly and obediently in Arkham Asylum because of the weak effect of the crystal, and the Joker ran away to an unknown place with the crystal that had lost all its threat, those were the most comfortable days Bruce had after returning to Gotham.

Who would have believed that in such a huge city like Gotham, there had been no problems that could be called problems for several days, and at most there were only some insider trading among gangs and minor fights between gangs?

If Gotham could always maintain such peace and tranquility, Bruce would be willing to die.

Unfortunately it cannot be maintained.

In order to reach the future he has been thinking about and dreaming of day and night, Bruce still has to work hard.

Although nothing happened in the past few days, and the minor disturbances in the city were all under control by the powerful Commissioner Gordon with the help of the police department, Bruce still did not follow the butler's advice to sleep and rest, but continued to devote himself to his research.

It is imperative to develop a set of special high-end armor that can at least compete with the "little toy with very low strength" given by Kasa, or at least it must be a special high-end armor that cannot be killed instantly.

"Huh, finally there's some prototype."

Bruce crawled out from under the armor with a toolbox in his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and showed a satisfied expression. Although he still couldn't analyze the energy from Kasar, after tinkering with it for a few days, he had made some progress.

It was not until this moment that the crazy thoughts stopped a little, and the hungry feeling in the stomach was accepted by the brain.

Bruce walked out of the laboratory and saw a sumptuous lunch on the table outside. He picked it up and started eating without hesitation. Then he was surprised - this lunch was not even in its hottest state?

It's not that he is picky, but Alfred has always done this in the past. No matter when, Alfred always fulfills the upper limit of a butler's duties in all aspects. Sometimes even Bruce doesn't understand how Alfred does it.

The food wasn't the hottest, which wasn't important, but it meant that something must be different about Alfred today.

Could it be that someone sneaked in while Alfred was doing research and killed him?

Bruce made the worst assumption almost instantly, his eyes became sharp, and he immediately nervously put on his equipment and was about to sneak out to observe. The next second, he bumped into Alfred who came in from outside.

Bruce: "?"

Alfred: "?"

"You're not dead?"

Bruce was a little confused and asked subconsciously.

"Master, I never knew you were so eager for my death."

Alfred looked at his sick master and sighed.

"You know that's not what I meant."

Bruce didn't respond. Compared to the witty butler, he was too humorless.

Alfred smiled. He actually knew what the master was worried about, and he directly led the master to the place that affected his work efficiency.

Bruce looked closely and saw that it was a TV with a disc playing on it. It had already played the theme song of the new episode of Leo TV, which was the scene of the explosion of planet L77.

He remembered it, and since it was not a confidential item, he left it there after reading it and ignored it.

"Master, where did you find these things? They are quite beautiful."

Alfred did not think these were childish things, but rather he watched them with great interest. The older he got, the more he could appreciate the rarity and preciousness of the truth, goodness and beauty conveyed in Ultraman, especially when he was living in Gotham, the hell on earth.

Bruce said calmly, "That's not what you should be concerned about, Alfred."

"really."

Alfred wasn't hurt by this. He suggested, "Should we also make a Batman special drama?"

"Excessive entertainment will only lead to the loss of mystery and deterrence."

Bruce rejected it outright. He was very tolerant in allowing various costumes and toys imitating Batman to circulate in the city to a certain extent.

Of course, the idea of structuring Batman to reduce the fear of this monster in the dark night of Gotham has not been absent from people. Penguin Oswald had this idea before. He wanted to make a TV series called "Batman vs. Faggots" so that he would no longer be afraid of this damn freak.

But the idea failed before it even began, when Oswald witnessed another dark side of Gotham.

He discovered that the "Batman" patent had been registered under the name of Wayne Enterprises since a long time ago, and not only "Batman", but also everything related to bats, all of which were patents of the Wayne Group.

Want to make a Batman TV show? Or a Batman porn movie? Gotta get past Wayne Enterprises first, silly kid!

All in all, Bruce has put a lot of effort into maintaining Batman's deterrent power.

The so-called Batman does not need any pursuit, does not need any worship, and does not need to be understood by anyone.

Once the mystery hidden in the darkness is lost, Batman's deterrent power will be dissected and deconstructed. That is not what he wants. What he pursues is only endless terror.

It's enough for Gotham to fear Batman's existence.

Yes, just fear is enough.

"Zi..."

Fear, fear...

"What's that expression on your face? What's that look in your eyes? And what are those tears of yours... Can your tears defeat that guy? Can they save the earth?!"

On TV, Tsuyoshi Moroboshi's loud voice rang out, and Bruce suddenly shuddered. He looked at Alfred, feeling as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"What's the matter, sir?"

Alfred was full of concern.

"You...no."

Bruce swallowed the words back when they reached his throat. Although he seemed to hear some sounds and saw a huge bat, it was definitely an illusion. He was too tired and had been working non-stop for 84 hours, so it was normal to have some hallucinations.

He probably wasn't poisoned. If there was something wrong with his body, the surrounding instruments would have sounded already.

Even though he thought so, he still asked in the end, just to be safe: "Did you hear any sound just now?"

"If you mean besides yourself, me, and the television, I guess not."

Alfred asked worriedly, "Should we get a test? Perhaps there's some remnant of the fear poison in your body?"

"Need not."

Bruce thought for a moment, then backed off and gave Alfred an order: "Use the Wayne Group's name to promote the Ultraman series. Do more charity screenings, and bundle them with charity bread when showing them in orphanages and poor neighborhoods. Let them take the free bread and eat it while watching."

"There's no need to rush to release all the shows. Just start with the original Ultraman and gradually increase the frequency one by one."

"This is a wise move, sir. I think this thing might at least help reduce the crime rate among some children."

Alfred couldn't help but praise.

Bruce did not comment.

Of course, he also hopes that the Ultraman series can cleanse the hearts of Gotham residents, but he knows that it is far from that simple. He would be thankful if the crime rate could be reduced by even one percent, let alone a small one.

In fact, rather than cleansing the soul, the more critical reason for him to launch the Ultraman series is to allow people to have a basic understanding of the various monsters and aliens in Ultraman, so that if they really encounter them one day in the future, they will not be completely in the dark and not even know who the enemy is.

It’s always good to plan ahead.

Many things are like cockroaches. When you find one, it means there must be countless more in the dark. Since there is already a way to travel through the world through chat groups, there is no guarantee that other people will come to this world through other means in the future.

Thinking of this, Bruce turned his attention to the chat group that he hadn't paid much attention to for several days while eating, and flipped through the records in it.

Most of it was the daily chats between Yuuta Hibiki and Hachiman Hikigaya, occasionally mixed with Yotsuya Miko's share. As for Kassar, it was really as he said before that he was busy with something, so he disappeared and hadn't been seen for a while.

It is worth noting that Yotsuya Miko reports on her progress every day, and today is no exception.

[Best Actor]: "The situation is getting increasingly serious. Although not everyone can see it yet, almost half of the world's population can already see it."

[Best Actor]: "The United Nations has publicly acknowledged the existence of evil spirits. Recently, many shops and convenience stores have temporarily closed, and the prices of various supplies have skyrocketed to a terrifying level. Everyone is complaining."

[Movie Actor]: "Mr. Rom said that even though the evil spirits have deteriorated to this point, physical weapons still seem to be useless against them. Only when a large number of guns and cannons are fired simultaneously in a certain area will the magnetic field there be slightly disrupted. The evil spirits will be reluctant to enter that area, but they still cannot be harmed. Once the magnetic field is restored, the evil spirits will wander in again."

[Coward]: "Won't the ordinary residents be doomed then?"

[Coward]: "According to what you said before, even if I stay at home, evil spirits can come in at any time, right?"

【Dead Fish Eyes】: “No, let me guess.”

[Dead Fish Eyes]: "Citizens should be quite safe right now. At least in a country with advanced technology, they should be relatively safe for now, right?"

[Movie Actor]: "Yeah, Hachiman is right!"

[Coward]: "Hey, what's going on? Ordinary citizens don't have enough guns and ammunition, right?"

[Movie Actor]: "Well, how should I put it? Although there really isn't, the United Nations has come up with a solution. Now civilians in every city have brought their own supplies, rushed out of their homes, and gone to designated centralized shelters."

[Movie Actor]: "There are special troops stationed near these shelters, firing large numbers of guns into the air 24 hours a day."

[Movie Actor]: "Although the chaotic magnetic field can't prevent all evil spirits from entering these places because there are so many people gathering in these shelters right now, the current victimization rate is much lower than in the past few days."

Is it like drinking poison to quench thirst?

Looking at Yotsuya Miko's way of dealing with the situation, Bruce frowned. This method could not last long.

Although the number of guns and artillery accumulated and stored during peacetime is enough to do this for at least several years, the problem lies in the air quality. If this is done for too long in a fixed place, the air will become unsuitable for human life.

But this is not the most important thing. What is more important is that this approach can no longer prevent all evil spirits from entering the shelter. When we see that the evil spirits in the empty houses in other places are attracted by the humans here, the casualty rate will definitely increase to an unbearable level again.

If there is no other way and this is the only way to continue, it will be tantamount to slowly heading towards destruction.

Bruce shook his head helplessly.

According to the intelligence he had gathered about Yotsuya Miko's world while Kasa was away, that world was too mediocre. Without any outstanding geniuses, it was impossible to achieve technological iteration in a short period of time. Even after decades, it could only make some progress. It was impossible to produce technological products against evil spirits.