I'm in another world, and I start out transformed into Lancelot.

The silver giant transformed into a shooting star trailing a shimmering blue light, carrying with it the lingering fragrance of maintenance oil and the slightly chilly scent of metallic coolant from within the hangar.

"Whoosh—Boom!!"

The massive yet agile machine tore through the cold wind, bursting out of the hangar gate with astonishing initial velocity.

The target is Pejira, the frozen monster that freezes everything!

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But Pejira is clearly not a reckless man acting solely on instinct!

When it realized that its pure power was insufficient to suppress this dazzling silver giant,

A cold, cunning glint suddenly flashed in those seemingly dull, crescent-shaped beast eyes!

Then, without warning, Pagera opened her mouth wide!

"Hissing sound—buzzing sound!!!"

A destructive freezing beam, imbued with absolute zero and resembling the color of molten, eerie blue crystal, shot out like the forked tongue of a venomous snake.

It suddenly blasted towards the core area of ​​Uindam's chest!

"?! What is that?!"

Even the experienced ace pilot Yoko was startled by this sudden change in attack pattern!

In the nick of time! Her driving instincts, which went beyond her reflexes, were ignited!

With his fingertips flashing across the joystick, Wooyn Dam's massive body displayed breathtaking agility!

Buzz—!

The powerful joints of the ankle and elbow instantly unleashed a stream of particles! The machine narrowly avoided the deadly beam of light with an extreme side-slip spin!

Sizzle—! Bang!

The freezing beam slammed into an abandoned building that had already been evacuated, instantly turning it into a giant, jagged ice sculpture.

The ice spread and crackled, making a teeth-grinding sound.

Having successfully evaded a direct attack, Uindam's crisis is far from over.

The lingering chill, strong enough to freeze everything, clung to its silvery armor, like an invisible ghost, gnawing and eroding it.

Sizzle—! As if metal were screaming, the temperature of Woo Yingdam's body plummeted as if it had fallen into an icy abyss!

A piercing alarm blared in the cockpit!

[WARNING! WARNING! Real-time surface temperature: -97°C! Still dropping rapidly!]

Peggy's target is the Imperial Capital University—the Stone Age within the current shelter—in order to protect the large number of people inside.

Whether it was Yoko piloting the Undyne or Haruki helping to evacuate the crowd on the ground, they were both determined to stop Pejira here.

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Once again, Windom charged forward like a silver lightning bolt, his two massive mechanical arms viciously twisting towards Pagera's neck.

He attempted to compensate for his absolute disadvantage in strength with his superb close-quarters combat skills!

The battle instantly descended into an intense and breathtaking struggle between steel and monsters!

However, the cold reality is laid bare in the face of the laws of physics.

In pursuit of the agile humanoid maneuvers comparable to those of top pilots, Windom sacrificed crucial mass and tonnage.

Compared to the real monster Pejira, it is far too "light" to be deadly!

The cunning frozen monster seized the opportunity, and its seemingly clumsy body suddenly unleashed a sinister feint!

As Uyndam's powerful punch missed, Pagera slapped it with his arm, which was strong enough to carry it through the air!

boom--!

The precise blunt force struck the relatively weak seam of Weindam's waist armor!

The force of the blow sent the small, silver giant flying through the air, causing it to lose its balance and stagger backward like a kite with a broken string.

The balancer in the cockpit of the Windom was alarming wildly. The entire aircraft was still swaying violently under the enormous inertia, and all attitude nozzles were trying their best to adjust and restore the center of gravity.

But Pejira's fanged maw suddenly opened like an abyss!

A ray of eerie blue light, condensed to its extreme and exuding an aura of absolute zero and death, burst forth from his mouth!

Pfft——!

The deadly freezing beam, like the sharpest ice spear, carrying the extreme cold that annihilates all life, exploded solidly on Windom's body.

"Boom—Zzzzz!!!"

The blinding cold light instantly swallowed the silver outline!

Yoko's shrill scream, a mixture of violent tremors and system alarms, pierced the communication channel like a cold, sharp blade!

Located in the command center, Yuka bit her lower lip tightly, forcibly suppressing the gasp rising in her throat, her nails digging deep into her palms as she clenched her fists!

Her gaze, like a high-speed scanning laser, pierced through the glaring damage reports and data turbulence on the main screen, locking onto the core system parameters.

"No! The temperature of the core hydraulic lines has dropped below the critical value!!"

"If this continues, the hydraulic system will completely freeze and stop working!"

Her voice tried her best to maintain the composure of a technologist, but her rapid speech betrayed the extreme danger of the situation!

The chilling truth struck like a hammer blow; at this moment, Wooyn Dam, this gleaming silver giant,

They are experiencing a deadly predicament, like an old-fashioned locomotive trying to start in the dead of winter!

That is the ultimate nightmare for mechanical creations when they challenge the absolute zero limit:

Hydraulic oil—the "artificial blood" that powers this steel behemoth's massive limbs.

Under terrifyingly low temperatures, it rapidly transforms from a flowing liquid into a viscous, syrup-like substance, eventually solidifying into a sand-like solid.

The joint bearings were imprisoned by invisible icy shackles, and the transmission of energy was forcibly cut off.

The silver giant's movements became visibly sluggish and stiff, like a sculpture frozen in amber of time.

Its chest armor plates had solidified into thick ice plates from the direct impact... even the light from the eye monitor seemed dim and stagnant in the low temperature.

Meanwhile, Pejira's eerie blue death ray was charging up again, its target unsurprisingly aimed at the severely restricted steel body!

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Just as the destructive blue light was about to tear apart the solidified air, and Woodom struggled futilely like a dying whale...

A female voice, all too familiar to the armory members, with a bright, lively rhythm like leaping musical notes,

It pierced through the thick, cold despair of the battlefield and the communication channels with crystal clarity.

"Oi—Pejira-kun~ what are you looking for—"

"Ta-da! It's here!"

"hiss--!"

Inside the cockpit, Yoko, whose breath was almost frozen by the low temperature, gasped sharply!

Her incredulous gasp caught in her cold throat: "Dr....Doctor?!"

Chapter 87 Whose spear is this? I picked it up!

On the ground, Yao Hui, who was assisting with the evacuation, turned his head sharply at the sound. The moment his gaze caught sight of that figure in the middle of the empty street in the distance, it froze as if he had been frozen in time!

A doctor?! What's she doing in the core war zone?!

In the heart of this frozen neighborhood, ravaged by extreme cold and deserted, that figure stood like a golden beacon undeterred by the wind and snow.

The hem of the long, pure white researcher's lab coat billowed in the strong wind, fluttering like a battle flag. Beneath the high-slit skirt, the smooth, straight lines of her calves stood motionless in the cold wind.

Despite the environment being cold enough to freeze an ordinary person instantly, she seemed completely oblivious to the bone-chilling cold!

What's most unsettling is that her right hand is holding up a dusty, unremarkable ancient stone tool without any protection—which is the ultimate target that the frozen behemoth is relentlessly pursuing!

"Roar! Ro ...

As if the raging flames deep within her soul had been completely ignited, Pejira let out a roar powerful enough to tear the sky apart!

The enormous head abruptly turned from the dying Uyingdam, its gaze instantly locking onto the tiny figure in the middle of the street and the key in her hand that made its soul tremble—a symbol of eternal imprisonment!

"Doctor—!! Get out of the way—!!!" Yoko's heart-wrenching warning almost shattered the communication channel!

Pejira had its mouth wide open, and everyone could see the devastating permafrost breath poised to be unleashed!

Yoko's eyes were bloodshot as she frantically manipulated the control levers, desperately trying to drive the silver giant that was connected to her soul.

But Uhdaham's body had not yet recovered from the injuries inflicted by the direct impact of the ice, and his joints, covered with a thick shell of ice, resembled rusted, thousand-year-old door hinges.

The hydraulic system groaned in agony amidst the nearly solidified oil, each movement as slow as rowing against the current.

The eerie blue beam of light, powerful enough to freeze everything, was about to erupt—

Haruki could no longer hold back. He suddenly raised the Zeta Riser and roared, "Zeta-san! Let's attack together!!"

【Yosh! Let's fuse with Ultraman!】

A dazzling light exploded instantly, blocking Rose's path solidly!

But when the bright light faded, everyone realized that Ultraman Zeta hadn't activated his shield at all. His red, blue, and silver body was kneeling on the ground, using his back to withstand the terrifying icy breath.

"Waaaaahhhhhhh!! It's so cold!!!"

The young soldier grimaced in pain, his entire body covered in frost, and his tall frame even swayed slightly from the impact.

But he remained rooted to the spot like a nail! His enormous hand steadily protected the tiny human figure on the street below, without moving an inch!

In the middle of the street, Rose tilted her head slightly, looking at the solid "wall" that had blocked the attack for her.

"Sigh~" she sighed softly, but her eyes revealed a genuine tenderness and helplessness, "...this silly child."

Before he finished speaking, his left hand, which had been tucked into the pocket of his white coat, was finally pulled out. His slender index finger casually tapped the broad, icy back of Ultraman in front of him.

hum!

An invisible electromagnetic wave, like the most intimate energy lining, instantly covered Zeta's entire body.

(A good support, isn't it, to immediately apply the buff to the front line when they initiate a team fight and take damage?)

(Although one of us is responsible for physical damage mitigation and the other for magical support~)

"what?!"

Zeta and Haruki were both stunned! The bone-chilling cold that had almost shattered their spines suddenly lessened considerably! It was as if the terrifying breath from behind had suddenly weakened!

Although she didn't understand why, she just needed to hold on! Zeta gritted her teeth, steadied herself, and was determined to protect him to the very end!

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Rose gazed at the silent stone tool in her hand, her voice calm yet carrying a hint of understanding:

"Aren't you going to acknowledge him yet?"

"Just like your former master, you have a burning heart of protection burning in your bones. You're an Ultra Warrior who fights for your beliefs, right?"

Although the data package sent by the World Consciousness only labeled it as "the legendary equipment of a certain old popsicle of light" and did not mention the specific name at all, the title of this show is the dazzling "Ultraman Zeta"!

[Beep! The display screen of the soybean ball suddenly started flashing garbled text wildly. The ball shook in confusion and silently displayed an encrypted comment:]

As if to confirm her "truth" that transcends dimensions, the moment Rose finished speaking, the dusty stone tool in her hand suddenly erupted with a muffled hum! It trembled violently like a core that had been ignited.

A blinding, scorching ice-blue glow suddenly exploded, like an ancient behemoth breaking free from a millennium of ice, gushing forth from every pore of the stone tool!

Immediately afterwards, a pure, intensely cold azure light, like a glacial torrent breaking free from its restraints, instantly broke free from her grasp!

It transformed into a frozen comet, trailing an icy tail, tearing through the wind and snow at an astonishing speed.

Boom! Caught completely off guard, Pejira was slammed into the chest and abdomen by this "ice comet"! The massive body let out a painful roar, staggering backward, the cold light brewing in its mouth forcibly interrupted!

The azure comet traced a graceful arc across the sky before finally falling to earth like a meteor.

"Thump!" It landed firmly on the frozen ground in front of Zeta!

The dazzling blue light gradually subsided, the ice crystals peeled away, revealing an Ultra Spear with sleek lines, exuding an ancient chill and pure light energy!