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Chapter 1635 No.251: The value of Sunday's tranquility is still rising
To be honest, the time-space monster El Robpa is a very tricky monster.

The only information Omer had about it came from its appearance in "Ultraman Gaia", and in that appearance, although its performance was, as Omer said through Magabasa, very monotonous - fire bombs and close combat, those two were all it had.

There are no cool lights, nor complicated time operations, only powerful numbers. There was once a record of kicking Gaia several hundred meters away, and the leather suit was almost torn.

Then it's guerrilla warfare.

If an attack misses, it will retreat immediately and then attack again - it not only has such tactics, but also the corresponding wisdom.

Normally, they inhabit energy bodies that resemble chaotic clouds, but in reality, they use their energy to communicate and calculate different timeline coordinates within them, and use them to launch surprise attacks.

Calculating different paths and coordinates is naturally extremely complicated and requires a highly intelligent brain. The reason it appeared on the Gaia set was because it saw the future in which it would be killed by a suicide attack by the defense team, so it took the initiative to attack and try to end its own death in the future.

This kind of proactive awareness to eliminate threats in advance is naturally rare among wild animals. If it weren't for Gaia's help to humans, it would not have been able to succeed.

But this also illustrates its limitations for future observations.

Even the action of believing in fate too much but defying it in the most brutal way, thus accelerating one's death but only changing the way of death, makes people speechless.

There should be multiple ways to slow down the future of being killed, but it will only insist on "kill the opponent first!" to accelerate death. I don't know whether I should sigh that the monster is worthy of being a monster, or sigh whether it is a disguised mandatory "the established future cannot be changed".

However, all feelings are based on the perspectives within the story stage, and this is not the world of Ultraman Gaia, but the Gate District of the Holy Terra Federation.

The study of time here has long gone through glory and then stagnation, and the established future cannot be changed has long been regarded as an empty talk. The only thing you can strive for and change is the present, because the time and space travel methods described in conventional works are completely infeasible here.

Even a profession like the Time Traveler, which sounds like it could help one turn back time, can actually only confine a small area to simulate time and space travel.

This skill was first used in the field of criminal investigation, and it can be said to be the second profession after surveillance cameras that has severely squeezed the survival space of detectives.

And for a true time travel...

All I can say is that the script of "I am XXX in my rebirth" is still an urban legend limited to some time travelers.

This is common sense within the Federation, and has been irrefutable for hundreds of years, forcing countless people to find other ways to utilize their time. They either start with concepts, or take advantage of Tianmen's ability to communicate with other worlds, but have never thought of the simplest and crudest possibility.

But monsters always stand beyond common sense.

Although there are many alien creatures and technologies in the Federation, and many alien creatures and artifacts will suffer from "acclimatization problems" such as "talents being suppressed", "abilities being reduced", and "technology being unable to be used" after arriving in this world.

Omer has always had high expectations for the existence of "monsters".

The categories of works seen in childhood are so diverse, the postures seen in youth are so mysterious, and the young people stepping into the Gulit universe are moving further and further away from the stage of monster definition. Until now, the monsters in Omer Linton's eyes are no longer limited to the concept of huge and ferocious beasts, but the incarnation of singularities that reflect the soul and trample on common sense.

So when he saw the cumulus clouds that looked like dark clouds mixed with thunderstorms, exactly the same as in the original book, he was very satisfied.

There is nothing more gratifying than having accurate intelligence and being able to cope with it, but this is probably another matter for those four men in helmets and leather suits of different colors.

The more information Omer provided, the greater the pressure on them.

It's not because they want to ensure that the intelligence is completely intercepted and the police will arrive soon, but if this monster witnessed some kind of shattered future and then appeared directly to target them, then how long into the future did it see?

Will it be ten minutes, half an hour, or several hours?
Or just a few minutes?
Is there any evidence, any thing, that it wants to destroy?

Even if the real body was just a card, it must have been a card specially set up by someone, deliberately appearing and attacking when everyone was halfway through the investigation, not only interrupting the conversation, but also trying to evaporate everything in the entire store.

There must be something... There must be something here, evidence that it wants to destroy, but rather than checking it, the most urgent thing is to drive it out and keep a distance...

For a moment, the Carrot Warriors were so nervous as if there was a countdown of seconds hanging above their heads, and their main means of fighting was also hand-to-hand combat.

It doesn't look like Kamen Rider or Sentai, but more like Pretty Cure.

When Omar was thinking that the Pretty Cure should at least learn how to let off some steam, they actually started hitting each other's legs and feet with their hands and feet glowing.

It seemed like there was some special way of exerting force to hit the target from a distance. His powerful thigh, which could clearly kick Gaia away, began to retreat repeatedly, trying to dodge, but it was completely useless.

Being chased and killed repeatedly seemed extremely cruel, and then seeing the monster's reaction and listening to its howls reminded Omar of the pain of banging his knee against a door.

"Keep your distance!"

Nishizaki Yutaka, who had no empathy for the monster, could only watch the monster retreating and instead took a step forward, heading straight for the small business, the cafe that could not afford the building's unique barrier-generating device and could only rely on simple dimensional partition equipment to build a dimensional barrier.

"Omer! Who do you think I should ask first?"

He shouted as he rushed into the rift, heading straight for the guest he and the other horse girls were questioning. As Magabasa flew past behind him, he glanced at the rift in the dimensional barrier that was shattered by a single blow of his enchanted folding staff.

"I would rather suggest you take out the on-site slime rubbings you prepared earlier, provided that the financial loss allows."

"And are you ready to be blackmailed by the store manager and the customers... for compensation?"

Originally, everyone was hiding well. Although the cheap dimensional barrier was only of the ultimate strength of C-level and could be smashed by Nishizaki Yutaka's well-equipped folding cane, it could still give everyone a false sense of security, right? If you broke it, wouldn't these people have a reason to cause trouble for you?

Don't say you are the manager of a righteous partner. Even if you break someone's safety zone under the banner of protecting the other party, there will still be some weird passers-by, right? Most special effects works also record this.

“…I don’t care! I can handle it!”

"It's amazing."

"I have a team of lawyers!"

“It’s even more amazing…”

As soon as the words were spoken with increasing irony, a suffocating feeling of thin film pressure passed over him, almost making it impossible for him to continue flapping his wings. Omar glanced at the unfolded on-site rubbing slime, which was stretched out like an expanding chewing gum and was dented by every inch of the space, and then suddenly shrank into a ball.

With preparation, the retraction of the film this time will not hinder the flight of the Barcelona puppet.

He controlled the puppet to scan the surroundings with the broad vision unique to birds, and then stopped at the edge that could not be reached by curious eyes and said:
"But I still suggest you pay more attention to the nearby area."

"What did you find?"

Trainer Yutaka Nishizaki focuses on spontaneity and experience-based instincts, and the core of his training method is to listen to the ideas of Uma Musume. This is very consistent with his operational direction as a trainer prince, and also makes him very good at listening to the voices of others.

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Even if the other person's voice is very conservative.

"Nothing to say about discovery."

"I just think that if I were to plan this, then El Robpa could also be a means of covering up the truth. The actual evidence to be erased could be somewhere other than the nearby coffee shop."

"Just imagine, an organization that always moves like a rat under oppression should not have the luxury to breed space-time monsters, which are extremely precious and difficult to tame."

"So it's more likely to be a card."

"But if it is a card, then if the person who released it wants to control it and retrieve it when necessary, then the other party should have a suitable observation position."

"And those places you gave me..." Nishizaki Yutaka frowned, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head, "There's a balcony outside that observatory! I've been there!"

"It's amazing that you've even been to that kind of place."

"Is this the time to talk about this?"

"I am just a bird that uses the information from Barcelona to cultivate Ebron cells to simulate the bird. I am only responsible for speaking and conveying the information."

"Then shut up!"

"You mean you don't need me to stay here and explain things to these refugees?"

“…You go tell them! I’ll go over and confirm first!”

"I wouldn't recommend going there alone to confirm."

"I'll follow."

"..."

The moment he finished speaking, an electronically processed female voice suddenly came from Nishizaki Yutaka's feet. Omar glanced at a pair of horse ears covered with black earmuffs that appeared next to the other person's shadow.

And the black helmet top is decorated with a little dark red.

"Transform into a butterfly!" Nishizaki Feng's reaction was quite big, he looked at Magabasa's bird eyes nervously.

"That's no problem."

But as if he didn't recognize who the other person was, the blue bird simply changed his words and sighed to himself as he looked at the shadow that had half of its head missing.

"So it's still the Five Colors Team."

Even black additional.

"I'm leaving!"

Even transformed into a butterfly.

Butterfly transformation... a divine butterfly transformation in the evolution of modern ninjutsu that pays tribute to various legends...

One of the horsegirls under Trainer Nishizaki seems to have had a set of ninja uniforms for event competitions, the colors of which were black and red, and there was also an advanced skill registered called the Divine Butterfly Transformation Technique, right?

Such a coincidence is worth noting.