I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

He picked up the white puppy with both hands and looked into its dark eyes.

"Woof~" The white puppy wagged its short tail, stuck out its tongue, and greeted Masaki Keigo, looking extremely cute.

“You…” Masaki Keigo frowned. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the little white dog.

It felt soft and squishy in my hands, and I could feel its lively pulse. A warm sensation came from my palm.

Before he could get a closer look at the white puppy, a gentle breeze came from behind him.

"Masaki Keigo, it seems you've recovered quickly." The two Kirieloids' gray cloaks fluttered, their figures ethereal, as if floating or as if the cloaks were too long to cover their feet, making them appear to be drifting like ghosts.

"Why are you here?" Masaki Keigo put down the white puppy he was holding and asked the two Kirieloids with his back to them.

Even after being put down, the white puppy that Masaki Keigo had put down continued to circle around him, wagging its tail even more enthusiastically and frequently.

The two Kirieloids were completely ignored by the white puppy. Finding no familiar scent emanating from them, the white puppy didn't want to bother with them.

"Let's check on you, since you're quite badly injured," the Kirieloids said. Actually, they wanted to see if Masaki Keigo carried any of the latest instructions from the Holy Lord, the Great Dark Lord, the World-Destroying Evil God Gatanothor.

After all, they had carried Masaki Keigo away at the urging of the two Saga. Although the two Saga reassured them in every way, they were still a little uneasy. Their actions always followed the will of God, and they rarely acted on their own initiative.

"I'm fine, nothing's wrong," Masaki Keigo insisted stubbornly.

His physical injuries had mostly healed, but the emotional wounds he carried remained.

A moment of silence...

Kirieloid said, "Actually, it's understandable that you lost to Seven X's human form."

"Why? I underwent life-or-death training on a steamroller." Masaki Keigo frowned. Even the Holy Church envoy who had always supported him said so. Could it be that Wuma Izumi has some extraordinary talent?

“There’s no reason why. Those who know, know. Let’s leave it at that. In the end, it’s just that you were too greedy. If you had only gotten Tiga’s summoner and come back, then your evolution plan would have already begun. There’s no need to be greedy and try to get another one. As long as the goal of the plan has been achieved, why bother getting more?” Kirieloid said.

He can't very well say that Seven X's human form is the ruler of the Holy Church, can he?

The enemy you desperately want to defeat, the target of your revenge, is actually your boss.

What kind of behavior is this? Besides, God didn't give them any instructions to reveal His identity. If God doesn't say it, they dare not say it either.

Masaki Keigo remained silent, only frowning deeply.

Because he knew that the Kirielod were right.

As long as you weren't greedy at the time...

He has already succeeded.

However, what's done is done, and there's no point in saying anything more.

“Actually, I’ve always had a question: was the machine mentioned in the oracle really a road roller? It certainly looks like one. But is it possible that there’s something even more similar? We just haven’t discovered it yet.” The Kirieloid next to him said this as if he had suddenly had a sudden flash of inspiration.

Upon hearing this, Masaki Keigo frowned even more deeply.

He instinctively wanted to argue. A single training session with a road roller was enough to kill him; if it wasn't a road roller, then what was it?

However, a sliver of uncertainty lingered in his mind. What if he was wrong? Was that so-called yellow machinery actually something even more powerful than a road roller?

If he had survived that kind of special training, would he be stronger now? Would he be able to contend with Wumaquan?

Another Kirieloid floated silently, without speaking.

Masaki Keigo thought about it carefully. Come to think of it, after his special training on the road roller, his chances of winning against the two Holy Envoys with his current strength probably weren't high, right?

What methods did these two holy envoys use to achieve their advancement?

He thought and thought, then his thoughts suddenly jumped to the yellow Victory Swallow No. 1. This thing was much sturdier and much bigger than a road roller. If he were to be hit by the Victory Swallow No. 1, even with his current strength, he would have a hard time resisting it.

Seeing the slight change in Masaki Keigo's expression, the Kirieloid knew that Masaki Keigo had a completely new guess.

"What came to mind? Something more fitting than a road roller."

"TPC Victory Team's fighter jets."

Masaki Keigo stared at the two Kirieloids for a moment.

He said with a serious expression, "You probably can't get your hands on this thing. It's an expensive fighter jet. TPC headquarters only has a few, and there are absolutely no spares."

The Kirieloid said earnestly, "If this is an item from the oracle, then we, as believers, will certainly do our utmost."

"So you're not planning to sabotage the Victory Flying Swallow, are you?"

"All of this is God's will."

"I'm just speculating, don't act rashly."

"God has foreseen everything."

"Let me think about it some more; there might be other ones that match."

"God said, 'Just wait.'"

"..."

"Woof woof~"

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Villa deep in the mountains and forests.

After finishing the meeting, Wu Maquan stretched.

The final solution for Mechagodzilla was to add a pilot. Before the two pilots control Mechagodzilla in battle, they will first connect and synchronize their neural sensor sources to ensure that their thoughts and goals are aligned, so that they can fight Mechagodzilla together.

However, Wuma Quan felt that this was somewhat difficult.

It's difficult for two people to be completely in sync and think alike.

However, this has little to do with him.

He doesn't care.

"Wuma, you can come down for dinner now," Seven, the wok tosser, called out from downstairs.

Fortunately, Seven was busy cooking. Otherwise, if Seven saw that humans had come up with some strange new things, he would be worried and might keep nagging him to persuade the higher-ups of Monarchy not to try to get involved in technologies that humans cannot yet master.

"Here they come, here they come." Wumaquan came downstairs.

Xiao Qi and Xiao Xi started eating without any hesitation.

One person is holding a spoon, and the other is holding chopsticks.

Xiao Xi held the silver spoon in her hand; the spoon was slightly bent and deformed.

Xiao Qi used its tentacles to wrap around the chopsticks, waving and spinning them around continuously.

Seven leaped back into Wumaquan's body. His mission was complete; there was no need to linger. He couldn't eat it anyway. Watching from inside Wumaquan's body or watching from the outside—what difference did it make?

Wu Maquan patted his slightly wrinkled clothes and prepared to sit down for dinner.

Although it was a bit messy with Xiao Xi and Xiao Qi at the dinner table, they were still able to eat.

He had barely sat down, and the chair wasn't even warm yet.

Then there was a knock on the door.

Looking through the glass, one could clearly see Daigo and Kirino Makio.

It seems that Daigo saw his message and rushed to the villa.

Wumaquan stepped forward to open the door, smiling as he said, "You just arrived at mealtime."

Daigo, feeling embarrassed, looked directly into Wuma Izumi's eyes and said with shame, "Spark Prism... I still couldn't protect it."

Wumaquan took out the Spark Prism and handed it to Daigo, saying, "This is your summoner. I was lucky to be able to get it back for you once. I don't know about the second or third time. Keep this safe and don't lose it again. It will be a lot of trouble to find it again if you lose it."

Daigo gripped the spark prism tightly and nodded vigorously.

After speaking, Wuma Quan turned his gaze to Kirino Makio and asked, "And who is this?"

Although he knew that Kirino Makio was a superhuman, he still had to pretend.

In particular, how did Kirino Makio end up hanging out with Daigo?

In the original story, Kirino Makio and Daigo had a minor disagreement, but in the end, Kirino Makio's conscience prevailed, and he revealed the monster's weakness to Daigo. Even at the very end, he continued to silently watch over Daigo.

"My name is Kirino Makio, and I am a superpowered individual, just like you. I am a special human being." Seemingly afraid that Wuma Izumi would come up with another "I am not Ultraman" excuse, Kirino Makio continued, "I have been watching you and Daigo become Ultraman. I deeply admire what you have done. Therefore, I want to use your power to accomplish something."

Wu Maquan was baffled.

The contradiction disappeared, and instead, there was a deep sense of acceptance.

This isn't like you at all, Kirino Makio.

Moreover, standing right in front of me, what's with this profound sense of desolation? He looks so refined, wearing glasses, yet there's an overwhelming feeling of desolation about him.

Daigo added, "According to his observations, our human civilization has been invaded in the shadows. Endless darkness shrouds civilization and erodes it. In fact, we live in darkness all the time."

On the way there, Kirino Makio used his superpowers to show Daigo what he had seen.

After seeing this, Daigo began to believe it to some extent.

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Chapter Ninety-Eight You're Such a Good Person

"Let's come in first and talk later. It's not appropriate to just stand at the door and talk."

Listening to what Kirino Makio and Daigo were saying, Wuma Izumi scratched his cheek. Discussing darkness with him seemed a bit absurd. But considering his apparent identity as a giant of light, it seemed quite reasonable.

Meanwhile, Seven, who was lurking inside him, overheard their conversation and couldn't help but observe with curiosity.

Something's not right.

Didn't the greatest source of darkness choose to become human beings, working together to build a better society and a harmonious civilization?

How did this come out of your mouth again? That all of humanity has been corrupted by darkness?