Ultraman cubs begin to wreak havoc.

Jugglus Juggler quickly held her and called out to her, but as Bilanch slowly opened her eyes...

"...Who are you?"

Bilan looked around blankly.

"Although I don't know who you are, it was indeed you who saved me."

Jugglus Juggler was stunned by the sound. Biranky was no longer the Biranky he used to be. The current activated the headgear, priming Biranky's brain!

"Speaking of which... who am I?"

All of Billanchi's memories of Jugglus Juggler were erased. At the same time, Yango, who was being controlled by brainwaves, was also destroyed. Grugeo Raiden continued to bombard the area with electromagnetic pulse cannons. Jugglus Juggler had no choice but to pick up Billanchi and teleport away from the scene.

Meanwhile, far away in space from the planet Baffmet, the Chebulian Mabuze, inside his escape pod, began contemplating his next move—

I am an excellent scientist. Even if I give up the "Fruit of Life", I will eventually be able to create the ultimate life form. Moreover, Mabuze has a new product, which is the "Monster Bomb" that compresses monsters and adds a timer. Terrorists and armed forces in the universe will definitely want it. For now, I will sell it to the villain association that is causing trouble on Earth in other dimensions and make some money.

So the Chebulian Mabuze began maneuvering the escape pod, flying towards Earth in another dimension.

Afterwards, Jugglus Juggler traveled to the beautiful planet La Rochefoucauld and visited the old man Ginobe who lived on the planet.

Grandpa Ginobe, a genius swordsmith, sometimes helps Jugglus Juggler repair and forge the Serpent Heart Sword. Only when Grandpa Ginobe knows the proper heat and pours La Rochefoucauld's cool water over it can the Serpent Heart Sword be forged.

Grandpa Ginobili placed the Serpentheart Sword into the flames of the forge, jokingly saying:

"You've cut down a lot of things, haven't you? Your sword is full of blood and laughing."

However, Jugglus Juggler showed no intention of responding to the joke. His face remained somber; he couldn't forget the sorrowful expression on the woman's face when she transformed into Grugeo Raiden, or the alien princess he had always considered a burden. This little girl had been so preoccupied with admiring him that she had lost her memories—both happy and sad—that they no longer existed for her.

"What about the child?"

Hearing Jugglus Juggler's incoherent words, Grandpa Ginobili laughed heartily:

"Oh, she's already helping me with work. She's a good girl."

"She can't go back to her home planet. Can we leave her here?"

Just then, Beranky suddenly ran in, a cheerful expression on his face, and said happily:

"Grandpa, this is the firewood I chopped."

"Thank you, please leave it there."

Grandpa Ginobili responded, then looked at Jugglus Juggler and said with a smile:

"He seems to want to take you out for some fun, Biranki. Why don't you go out and have a look with Jugglus?"

Jugglus Juggler didn't speak, and Beranky didn't refuse. The two of them ran to the mountain peak overlooking the La Rochefoucauld mountains. During this time, Jugglus Juggler's pet snake, Croyri, had become quite familiar with Beranky, who found it rather adorable.

Aren't you afraid of snakes?

"Jakula asked curiously."

"Snake? Is this little guy named Snake?"

"It seems you still can't remember anything, just like always."

The girl who used to be Bilanqi stared at the distant, rolling mountains and answered:

"Yes, sometimes I feel uneasy. Where did I come from?"

As Jugglus Juggler looked at the forged Serpent Heart Sword, he continued:

"Where we come from and where we're going. Few people truly understand these things. Being bound by the past or fantasizing about the future won't bring any good to the present. What matters is the present. Live in the present to the fullest."

Then, Jugglus handed the snake to the girl.

"Treat it like I am, and take good care of it."

Just then, the siren of a Star Alliance patrol boat came from across the mountain. Belanchi realized something, lowered his head, fiddled with his pet snake, and whispered:

Are you leaving?

"Ah."

"Can we meet again?"

"Who knows what the future holds? Think of it this way: if you hear bad rumors somewhere in the universe, it's definitely Jugglus Juggler causing trouble. Goodbye."

"thank you"

Bilanchi said while stroking the snake:

"But we'll definitely meet again... right, Snake?"

After bidding farewell to Beranky, Jugglus Juggler arrived at the colony, known as the "Gangster Satellite," a place teeming with space pirates and galactic villains. This satellite city, designed to resemble a giant skull, floats high in orbit around the planet Hydra. He intends to use his network of connections in the dark underworld to investigate the truth behind a certain event.

Who exactly gave the "fruits of life" to Ferraris?

His first investigation focused on the monster weapon, Grugeo Raiden. There was one person who knew the most about monster weapons; the matter of the Death Merchant was best addressed by the Death Merchant himself—the Machindo alien who secretly sold weapons to villains in space. The Machindo alien also knew "Bull Faralis" and his life story. Furthermore, it was also familiar with the woman, Sagittarius.

Thus, another story unfolds: Sagitali was a refugee born from a century-long interplanetary conflict. On a desolate planet turned into a battlefield, Sagitali's only chance of survival was to become a child soldier. The diligent Sagitali transformed into a ruthless weapon of war, and one day was selected to become a member of the Interstellar Alliance's special forces.

At that time, Sagitali's special forces were on a mission to assassinate the leader of an organization opposed to the Interstellar Alliance. However, due to betrayal by other factions within the Interstellar Alliance, their operation was leaked to the opposing armed forces.

Sagitali's forces were attacked by an ambush and suffered near annihilation. Sagitali appealed to the Interstellar Federation for help, but the Federation, seeking to evade responsibility, ignored the very existence of the special forces. She was drawn into the Interstellar Federation's internal strife.

Sagitali, who had narrowly escaped death, was filled with remorse. From birth until now, she had been used as someone's pawn. If only she had more power, she wouldn't have let her comrades die. If only she had power...

Sagittarius travels to the Warrior's Summit on planet O-50. She believes in a cosmic legend that going there will grant her the "Power of Light."

She risked everything, desperately climbing the Warrior's Peak. Finally reaching the summit, she reached out to the Wheel of Light that appeared before her. But whether it was the resentment towards the Interstellar Alliance that corrupted the immense power or something else, Sagitali failed to become the Warrior of Light. Instead, she gained the power to transform into the monster Grugeo.

To exact revenge on the Interstellar Alliance, Sagittarius infiltrated the ranks of the weapons merchant, Fararis. At the time, Fararis was still young and lacked the Life Fruit. He wasn't living in seclusion in the City of the Eyes, but rather traveling between powerful nations, operating covertly. Sagittarius transformed into Fararis's subordinate, beginning a life of secret missions. She transformed into the monster Gruggio, and Fararis sold weapons to combat it.

One day, Fararis obtained the Fruit of Life and, using genetic analysis technology, transformed Grugeo into the powerful battle-modified beast, Grugeo Raiden. Her mind now only allowed two choices when facing enemies: attack or annihilate. Sagittarius transformed from a weak infantryman into the strongest pawn.

After hearing this story, Jugglus suddenly understood something, and he understood why he felt a special connection with this Sagitali.

"So that's how it is. Her sorrowful gaze was my gaze in the past."

That was the gaze of someone who wasn't chosen as a Warrior of Light, misunderstood by everyone. It was the look in my eyes when I was reprimanded for chopping down the Tree of Life in the heat of battle, a look I gave to stop the war. It was an action to uphold justice in my own way. Otherwise, how could I face the needlessly sacrificed Mikoto, those so-called righteous guys from the Land of Light? They've never lost, so they don't know how dangerous they are.

At this moment, the Maqingduo alien moved its tentacles, pulling Jugglus back to reality.

"For us arms dealers, we don't expect the world to end. What business would we do if the world ended? We'd be satisfied if some small-scale conflict broke out somewhere and we could sell our monster weapons."

"That arms dealer plans to destroy civilization along with the entire planet. He intends to kill all his important guests."

"You could say that he's gotten older and is playing around with more risk. Faralis has always been a dangerous guy, and after obtaining the Life Fruit I mentioned before, he suddenly became even stranger."

Inciting interplanetary conflict and selling monster weapons were Faralis's long-standing business. After he grew old and moved to the City of the Eyes, he was given the Fruit of Life by someone. Faralis used this to create the Genetic Bomb. The aging and weary Faralis created a weapon to sever the Wheel of Life itself, perhaps intending to destroy the world itself. Whether the person who gave him the Fruit of Life thought that far ahead is unknown. But what, then, was his true purpose?

"Do you have any clues about who gave the Fruit of Life to Faralis?"

"Well... that kind of thing is too powerful to be a commodity. I don't know about the fact that it can't be exchanged for money. Because weapons dealers are often lonely in their later years, maybe someone has taken advantage of the loophole in Faralis's mind."

Unable to get an answer, Jugglus Juggler went a step further and asked his informants within the dark web of cosmic relationships to continue inquiring. Subsequently, through an acquaintance's introduction, Jugglus Juggler found a new source of information—

She was the female boss of an alien gang that commanded the Bogu aliens. Her once gleaming silver armor had lost its shine and was covered in bright rust. But the rust was covered up with silver nail polish.

"How much better it was back then. The destructive activities we carried out when we were young were more tangible. Our home planet was gone; it was a matter of life and death. Aggression had more weight; there was a simple beauty to it."

Once this female boss started talking about shortcomings, she couldn't stop. Her past boasts and recent complaints cycled endlessly. After a while, she finally stopped, sighed, and got down to business:

"The young alien invaders have been too casual lately. It's like they're playing a game."

Jugglus frowned.

"A game..."

What if this series of events is part of a grand, orchestrated game orchestrated by someone in the shadows? Are Farallis, the Interstellar Alliance, and the Imbat Federation merely pawns in this game...?

The Fruit of Life is given to Faralis to create a genetic bomb, and this information is secretly communicated to Rebecca of the Interstellar Alliance. This incites terrorists and mercenaries throughout the universe who are pursuing the Fruit of Life to wage a survival war.

The faction that obtains the genetic bomb has a strategic advantage. However, the opposing faction will quickly build the same bomb. Then the two poisonous insects will use each other's poison to kill one another.

What if someone were lying on the sofa watching this process as entertainment? Wouldn't that be similar to creating a poisonous concoction for fun?

"To be honest, although no one has ever seen him, I have certainly heard of such a person."

The female gang leader told Jugglus about rumors circulating in the Dark Street: somewhere in the universe, a mysterious parasitic life form exists. It possesses high intelligence but an extremely fragile body, and therefore cannot survive without parasitizing others. This parasitic life form constantly seeks thrills, its actions driven by what is interesting or not. It invades planets as if playing a video game. From the very beginning, it has had no ulterior motives.

Its method is as follows: First, it sends a civilization weapons with technology far exceeding that of the original. The planet's inhabitants, in order to counter the threat, must arm themselves. The technological knowledge gained during this arming process will greatly promote the scientific and technological development of the corresponding civilization. Thus, the civilization will eventually create weapons even more powerful than the original ones sent to it.

Ultimately, after this civilization was destroyed by the most powerful weapon it created, it was sent to the next planet. It is said that parasitic life forms travel between various universes in this manner. Although there are some minor differences in this case, the approach of "igniting war, creating weapons, and then sitting back and watching the tigers fight" remains the same.

"I heard he calls it a game of civilization's self-destruction. If it were me, I'd give it a more sophisticated name."

"Don't you even know what that bastard's name is?"

I don't know her real name, but I've heard that it's...

The female gang leader beckoned Jugglus to come to her side. Jugglus leaned closer to listen.

"Cerebro"

"Cerebro?"

Just then, a 3D image floating in the female gang leader's base played a temporary news report that "the capital of the Imbat Federation, Baffomet, has been destroyed."

So Jugglus returned to Baphomet. And seeing the scene before him, all he could say was:

"...My goodness."