I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

Could it be that Lord Gatanothor, the ruler of darkness, showed leniency because Masaki Keigo was a member of the Holy Church?

That's a possibility.

But that's not necessarily entirely true. Maybe they kept Masaki Keigo around to have some fun?

Recently, I heard that Ultraman Tiga's human form was being severely tortured by the Dark Lord under the pretext of training.

Could it be that Lord Gatanothor, the ruler of darkness, also harbors such thoughts, wanting to keep Masaki Keigo here so he can torture him properly in the future?

The two Kirieloids, each with their own sharp minds, had a multitude of ideas and guesses flashing through their heads.

They paused, neither of them saying anything, but exchanged a knowing glance.

Then, looking at Masaki Keigo, one of the Kirieloids said, "Give up. You have no choice but to face someone you can't win against."

"Can't win at all? I don't understand." Masaki Keigo, who had suffered a concussion, turned around. Although he looked disheveled, his eyes were full of determination.

It seems that after experiencing a double blow, his will has become even stronger.

Upon seeing this, another Kirieloid wondered: Could it be that Lord Gatanothor, the Dark Ruler, was actually already enraged, but didn't want to kill Masaki Keigo outright, so he deliberately stayed behind to allow Masaki Keigo to recover and solidify his inner thoughts, before striking him down again, inflicting a double blow on his mind and body, and making him utterly despair?

This is not impossible, after all, it is Lord Gatanothor, the ruler of darkness, a terrifying evil god who can destroy a civilization simply by standing still.

Easily eliminating a human being on Earth brings no sense of accomplishment; it's like casually crushing an ant.

But if you slowly torture someone and beat them both physically and mentally, wouldn't that be more satisfying?

"I want to become stronger. Do you have any methods?" Masaki Keigo asked, glancing sideways.

Perhaps with the power of the Holy Church, they can successfully seize it.

But he didn't want that. Only by taking it by his own hands could he feel a sense of accomplishment and avenge his previous humiliation.

Now that he knows that Daigo and Wuma Izumi are both beasts, he should start from this aspect and try to improve his own strength.

The Holy Church seems to have a unique approach to this.

Upon hearing this, the two Kirieloids exchanged a glance and decided to take Masaki Keigo over first.

They couldn't fathom the thoughts of Gatanothor, the god of destruction and ruler of darkness. Since Gatanothor hadn't killed Masaki Keigo, keeping him alive must be useful.

Let's stick to the original plan for now. While we're at it, let's think about how to improve Masaki Keigo's physique. He's so reckless; they might get killed one day when they're not paying attention.

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Back to the restaurant.

Wu Maquan looked at the empty plates on the table, then at his own empty bowl that should have contained a bowl of food, and fell into deep thought.

Sato Miriko smiled and said, "Little Qi has a good appetite, he eats a lot, so he's growing fast!"

Xiao Qi nodded in agreement, her face full of innocence, her yellow dress fluttering in the breeze.

Wu Maquan frowned slightly, staring at Xiao Qi's buttocks, thinking that Xiao Qi's buttocks must be itchy.

"Ugh~ This holiday wasn't good at all. It was interrupted by a monster. I encountered such a disgusting monster. Let's make an appointment next time. Wuma, when do you have time?" Sato Miriko stretched, showing off her curvaceous figure.

“Isn’t my holiday the same as yours? We’re both in charge of this area, so if we both take this afternoon off, the rest of our time is the same,” Wumaquan said.

"Oh, okay? Then next time I call you out, don't tell me you're not coming." Sato Miriko blinked her beautiful eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't. I just go about my daily routine. What can I do? Transform into Ultraman and fight monsters?" Wu Maquan said nonchalantly.

Sato Miriko blinked and nodded, agreeing with what Wuma Izumi said.

Aside from being pretty and always getting outshone in every test, which annoys her, she really doesn't seem like an Ultraman.

When it was time to pay the bill at the restaurant, Miko Sato waved her hand dismissively.

The group then rode home in Sato Miriko's car.

"Wuma, your vehicle requisition has been approved. The jeep will be transported here soon; you can just go to the logistics team to pick it up." Sato Miriko asked curiously, "Why do you want to change vehicles all of a sudden?"

Wu Maquan said seriously, "It's probably because it's exciting to hit people with a jeep."

Sato Miriko: "..."

"Bang!" Xiao Qi, sitting in the back, made a symbolic sound to help with the dubbing.

"I hope Xiao Qi won't be as incoherent as you when he grows up," sighed Miriko Sato.

Wuma Quan glanced at Sato Miriko. Honestly, he asked her and told her the truth, but she still didn't believe him.

Is he the kind of person who lies?

……

Go home.

Saying goodbye to Miriko Sato.

Before leaving, Sato Miriko pointed to the yellow flowers by the window and said, "They're quite pretty. What kind of flowers are they? I've never seen you grow flowers before."

Wumaquan looked in that direction and saw the Qijiela Flower. He looked at Xiao Qi, who stuck out her tongue shyly. She had put it there and forgotten to take it back.

Wu Maquan said, "It's normal that we haven't seen foreign hybrid varieties before."

"Give me a flower?"

"No."

"Even a seed will do."

"No."

"..." Sato Miriko gave him a hard middle finger and then drove away.

Wumaquan led Xiaoqi into the house, and the first thing he did was to put away the flowers in the flowerpots. These couldn't be given away carelessly.

Xiao Qi lay on the sofa, seemingly becoming one with it. She let out a burp and happily patted her round little belly.

"Put the flower away. I won't pursue this matter since it's the first time, but don't let it happen again," Wumaquan said, holding the Qijera Flower.

"Honestly, it looks so good." Xiao Qi pouted, slowly took it from Wu Maquan's hand, stuffed it under her skirt, and came out empty-handed.

Wumaquan's lips twitched, and he said, "Is there a four-dimensional space under your skirt?"

"The dresses are all my illusions," was Xiao Qi's response.

Wumaquan: ...

He said, "I'm not going to talk anymore, I'm going to sleep. I've been busy all day."

Xiao Qi got up and followed behind, only to be turned away when Wu Maquan slammed the door shut, refusing to let him into the room.

"Knock knock knock~" Xiao Qi was banging on the door frantically from outside.

"what?"

Where am I supposed to sleep?

"Isn't there a sofa? Or at the very least, there's the special potted plant I bought for you."

"..."

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Deep-sea relics.

Thanks to the efforts of many, the dilapidated ancient ruins have taken on a completely new look.

A deep-sea palace, not of human creation, is a masterpiece of nature, exuding a wild beauty. Piled-up stones are pieced together to form a peak resembling the ancient Egyptian pyramids.

The surrounding stones formed a stone path, and numerous Zoga murmured devilish whispers.

This place felt like hell, with evil wings spreading everywhere, dark and terrifying.

A colossal statue of the Dark Ruler stands in the center.

Vast and expansive, every part of Gatanothor is meticulously carved, befitting its status as the henchmen who know their boss best—the conch shell is covered with countless deep, dark holes, rows of sharp teeth, demonic eyes, and countless tentacles flailing about…

Every day, large numbers of Zoga come to worship the statue of the Dark Ruler.

This is their leader, their spiritual belief, their emotional anchor, and their invincible presence whom they will never betray.

Little Zoga was sleeping soundly under the statue of the Dark Ruler, its sharp edges opening and closing, its bulging belly bobbing up and down.

Colonel Yu gazed at the statue of the Dark Ruler, his heart filled with anticipation for his boss's return.

The clan has already sent two members out.

According to the messages sent back by the tribespeople, the leader has not abandoned them. The leader is plotting a grand plan, intending to manipulate light and darkness at will, and to become the ruler of the entire universe.

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Chapter Sixty-Two: Offerings to the Evil God

The leader truly lives up to his title. As a ruler of his generation, a mysterious, ancient, and powerful evil god, his silent departure was merely a pretext for better conquest. The reason he didn't speak to them was probably to prevent their injury or death. After all, conquering the entire universe and dominating light and darkness is no simple matter.

Although Zoga's group was numerous and capable, a prolonged war would result in countless casualties. Their leader, being a gentleman, couldn't bear to see them die during the battle, which is why he quietly left.

Now that they know their boss's plan, they can't just sit idly by.

Even if the boss doesn't need them to take action, they still have to consider the boss's interests and contribute their share.

They, this group of Zoga, already knew about the establishment of the Holy Church.

On this point, they supported the two clansmen who went out.

After all, Gatanothor, the Dark Ruler, has "Ruler" in his title, so destroying humanity is a piece of cake for him. It's more fitting for him to have humanity kneel down before him in utmost reverence.

Fighting and killing are outdated. What era are we living in now?

Those who are truly powerful no longer resort to violence; nowadays, it's all about human relationships and social graces.