We asked you to make tokusatsu films, and you actually became Ultraman?

The ball of light, like a cannonball, rapidly pursued the fleeing Kemur.

The Kemur man ran with all his might, trying to hide himself in the intricate shadows of the alleyways, but the starlight behind him locked onto his presence without wavering and caught up with him in an instant.

The Kemur man turned around abruptly, his narrow, vertical pupils filled with disbelief and terror. Before he could even defend himself, the ball of light slammed solidly into his torso.

The immense impact exploded instantly, and the Kemur's entire body was uncontrollably thrown into the air, flying backwards for dozens of meters, drawing a pathetic arc in the air.

Kesilius gave him no chance to catch his breath. Taking advantage of the moment when the Kemur was still in mid-air and unable to steady himself, two cross-shaped light darts were already fully charged. The light accurately hit the Kemur who was suspended in the air. A violent tearing pain swept over his body, and the huge impact sent him flying again.

This cross-shaped dart of light is no longer the weakened version activated by the human body.

After transforming into Sirius, when the cross-shaped dart struck the Kemur, it was just a hair's breadth away from tearing the Kemur to pieces.

The fear of impending death gripped the Kemur's mind instantly. With his last ounce of strength, he twisted his head, causing his scalp's secretory organs to contract violently, gushing out a massive amount of dark liquid. The thick black liquid instantly enveloped the cross-shaped light dart, barely managing to escape death.

Before the Kemur could readjust his escape posture, a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

Sirius moved so fast that it was just a blur. Before the other party could react, Sirius precisely grabbed the fleshy tentacle that was spraying liquid, and swung its arm downwards with force.

With a deafening roar, the Kemur man was slammed to the ground like a heavy object, causing the entire road surface to cave in, sending dust and debris flying everywhere.

The Kemur at the bottom of the pit creaked as his bones buckled under the strain. Before he could recover from the excruciating pain, Sirius grabbed his tentacle again and slammed it down horizontally. After several heavy slams, the Kemur collapsed to the ground, his strength completely gone, unable to even lift his limbs.

Just as Sirius was about to conduct further interrogation, several blinding searchlights pierced the darkness in the distance, and neatly arranged special vehicles were parked at the entrance of the alley. The entire CEA special operations team had arrived.

As the team members disembarked in an orderly fashion, armed with specially made firearms, everyone looked up and saw a giant of light standing as tall as him amidst the ruins. They were all stunned and stood there dumbfounded, momentarily forgetting to push forward the blockade.

Sensing the tension in his teammates' posture, Sirius raised one hand, palm facing forward, the movement calm and without the slightest hostility.

Upon seeing the gesture, the team leader reacted quickly. His professional skills honed over years of field missions allowed him to calm down immediately, and he raised his hand to quickly signal to the team members behind him.

At this point, the other team members also realized what was happening. They immediately dispersed and set up a perimeter along both sides of the alley, blocking all entrances and exits to prevent any other alien comrades from escaping.

Seeing this, Sirius, who had thought that communication required telekinesis, was somewhat bewildered.

However, since they understand my meaning so directly, I don't need to waste any more words.

Sirius bent down, firmly grasping the Kemur's tentacle with one hand. Ultra psychic power surged into the Kemur's consciousness, and a questioning voice echoed in the Kemur's mind:

"How many alien accomplices are you lurking on this planet with? Where is your hideout? Where are the children you kidnapped now?"

After asking the basic questions, Sirius, fearing the other party might be hoping to get away with something and deliberately conceal it, added another layer of intimidation: "Don't even think about lying. If you refuse to tell me, I'll keep beating you until you die!"

The Kemur, already dizzy from repeated severe blows, was instantly jolted awake by this murderous mental shock.

Looking at Sirius, who was surrounded by light, he genuinely suspected that the light was actually a disguise, and that the Ultraman in front of him was actually Babar.

But the excruciating pain was undeniably real, and trying to endure it would only result in more suffering. After a moment's deliberation, the Kemur could no longer withstand the combined psychological and physical pressure and dumped all the information at once.

He was a selfish and despicable predatory alien who relied on abducting children to prolong the aging of his race. His companions were merely tools to share the risks, and he had no sense of loyalty to them. He had no psychological burden in betraying his companions.

Having heard all the key information, Sirius had a complete understanding of the clues and was no longer leaving the Kemurs any room for resistance.

A sudden chop struck, precisely severing the filthy tentacle, followed by several heavy punches that landed heavily on various parts of the opponent's body, leaving him severely injured.

After finishing his business, Sirius lifted the limp Kemur with one hand, strode over to the CEA team, and threw the alien human trafficker to the ground.

He might not have been so cruel to other aliens, but this alien is a human trafficker, and he even kidnapped children!

The severed tentacles caused excruciating pain, and the Kemur let out a sharp, eerie roar. Several team members immediately rushed forward, using specially made restraints to firmly lock its limbs and completely seal off all the energy within its body.

Normally, this lock might not be able to hold him, but now that the Kemur is seriously injured, he can't break free at all, and he can't even grow to his giant size.

After subduing the target, the squad leader rushed forward and looked up to thank Sirius. But before he could speak, Sirius was suddenly surrounded by a burst of dazzling starlight. The blinding light made everyone instinctively raise their hands to shield their eyes.

As the intense light slowly faded and everyone opened their eyes again, Sirius in the center of the alley had completely disappeared, leaving only rubble, deep pits in the ground, and the Kemur people who were firmly under control, quietly remaining in the night.

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The sealed underground interrogation room was dark and oppressive, with soundproof and insulating special alloy walls on all four sides. There were no windows, completely isolating it from the outside lights and sounds.

Only a single, stark white searchlight shone vertically down from directly above, falling squarely on the face of the Kemur man sitting in the interrogation chair.

The blinding cold light was fixed in his field of vision, illuminating his broken, oozing tentacle wound clearly.

The Kemur, whose tentacles had been severed by Sirius, had been in a state of exhaustion and deep coma.

But as the intense light continued to stimulate his retina, his confused consciousness was gradually pulled back. He struggled to open his eyes and fully woke up from his drowsiness.

Upon regaining consciousness, the Kemur immediately and subconsciously mobilized the dark energy hidden within his body, attempting to activate the liquid and break free from its restraints to escape this place.

No matter how hard he tried to activate his body, he couldn't muster even a trace of dark power.

The fleshy tentacles on his head, the signature feature of the Kemur race used to spray liquid, had long been severed at the root, completely cutting off his last means of escaping by releasing the liquid.

His limbs were firmly secured to the interrogation chair with specially made locks, rendering him completely immobile and unable to even sway his body slightly.

He was completely reduced to a prisoner subject to interrogation.

"I ask, you answer."

In the shadows and light, a voice, devoid of any emotion, suddenly rang out, carrying an air of absolute control.

The strangest thing is that the syllables uttered by the other party are not any language on Earth, but a universal language with special syllables.

An interstellar language that ordinary humans could never understand was now clearly reaching the ears of the Kemurs, each word distinct.

The Kemur froze. He truly never expected that someone on this planet, abandoned by the Planetary Alliance, would be proficient in the universal language, used specifically to interrogate alien invaders.

Before he could process the shock, the interrogation officially began.

"When did you arrive on Earth?"

The cold question rang out again.

Kemur's pupils trembled slightly, his brain racing as he tried to recall the precise date of his landing, but the time was a little long, and he hesitated and paused for a moment when trying to remember.

But in the brief moment he was thinking, the high-voltage electric shock device embedded inside the seat suddenly activated!

Sizzle—!

A blinding blue light instantly enveloped the Kemur's entire body, and the violent current pierced through his body, tearing at his nerves.

Intense pain instantly swept through his body, and the Kemur man convulsed uncontrollably, his body stiffening, and sharp, eerie screams echoed repeatedly in the closed interrogation room.

The two-second electric shock felt like a long and agonizing torture.

The moment the current stopped, the Kemur man was completely exhausted, gasping for breath, and slumped into the interrogation chair.

The cold, unwavering question arrived once again, as expected:

"When did you come to Earth?"

This time, he dared not hesitate for a moment; fear completely overwhelmed any remaining hope.

The Kemurian panicked, almost screaming as he blurted out, "Five months ago! I officially arrived on this planet five months ago!"

He couldn't remember the exact date, so he could only hurriedly give the most accurate approximate time, fearing that if he was even a second late, he would be subjected to electric shock torture again.

In the shadows cast by the light, a team member holding a notebook silently raised his hand and quickly jotted down the statement.

After confirming that the information had been archived, the presiding judge continued the interrogation, his tone remaining completely flat:

"What is the purpose of arriving on Earth?"

These words plunged the Kemur into hesitation. He didn't know whether he should answer truthfully, but the fear of the electric torture was still ingrained in his bones, and he dared not conceal it.

After much struggle, the Kemur people gritted their teeth and revealed the truth:

"In order to... plunder young and vibrant bodies."

Our race has a limited lifespan; only by plundering young bodies can we achieve immortality.

After listening to the entire confession, the presiding judge remained completely unmoved, as if he didn't care about such a trivial matter at all, and mechanically continued the interrogation:

How did you find the planet Earth?

The Kemurs dared not hesitate and confessed honestly:

"Announcement of abandoned planets by the Planetary Alliance."

"What is the Planetary Alliance?" The presiding judge accurately captured the key words and asked in a deep voice.

"It's an interstellar peacekeeping alliance spanning the entire star system," the Kemur explained honestly, daring not to conceal anything.

"It is composed of peace treaties signed by countless advanced civilizations. It is responsible for monitoring civilizations, has the right to protect less advanced civilizations, and also has the ultimate right to abandon protection."

Why was Earth deemed abandoned by the Planetary Alliance?

After this question was asked, the interrogation room fell into a brief silence.

The Kemur lowered his eyes, his tone numb yet unwavering:

"Because the Earth is beyond saving..."

Knowing that no matter how hard they struggled, it would be useless, and that they would be punished if they answered even slightly slowly, the Kemurs became completely obedient and answered every question.

After the last piece of information was entered, the recording team member closed his notebook, and the presiding officer raised his hand and turned off the interrogation spotlight above his head.

Swish.

The light source went out completely, and the alloy interrogation room instantly plunged into absolute darkness, where one could not see their own hand in front of their face. A suffocating sense of oppression enveloped the entire body.

The Kemur breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking the interrogation was over and he had finally endured the torture.

But to his utter surprise, a new round of punishment suddenly descended.

Sizzle—!!!

A longer, continuous high-voltage current instantly filled the interrogation chair.

Unlike the brief electric shocks used to inflict excruciating pain during interrogation, this time the current frequency was extremely stable, with the clear objective of stunning him.

The continuous electric current paralyzed the brain nerves, and a violent dizziness instantly swept over the Kemur's consciousness, making his eyelids so heavy that he could not lift them.

In the last few seconds before my consciousness completely faded, I vaguely heard the quiet conversation of two interrogators.

"What should we do with him next?"

"Just handle it according to the standard procedures for previous alien invaders."

"It's different." The recorder lowered his voice, his tone cold: "Whether he was a target captured by Ultraman Sirius or a child trafficker, the nature of the crimes is completely different."

The presiding judge paused for two seconds, his tone indifferent yet stern:

"If it's a freakish alien of this caliber, then we probably can't just knock him unconscious; we have to let him enjoy himself a bit."

It's obvious that the Kemur people, who specialize in trafficking children and then claiming that anyone who isn't a child is old, deserve a higher voltage.

The Kemur didn't know what awaited him, but it certainly wouldn't be anything good. However, he was powerless to do anything but endure the electric shocks, a fate worse than death.

We've successfully won the revival match! This is truly thanks to everyone's support! And now the author can add illustrations!

Furthermore, the author has inserted illustrations into all the deleted and revised chapters; you can check them out in chapters 27, 39, 40, 45, 46, and the epilogue.

Today, the author spent all their time revising the original chapters, so there will only be one chapter today. However, starting tomorrow, I will update three times a day for the next three days to keep everyone entertained!

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