Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

As a human, he knew that humans did have many flaws, but these aliens weren't much better than humans!

"You are nothing more than a product of Project Ultraman."

"You are a fake existence created within our plan. Your existence is only to imitate Ultraman and deceive ordinary humans."

"Your life, everything about you, is predetermined by us."

"Do you really consider yourself a hero of humanity?" Speaker Ubaraz stood behind Hipporito, looking at the beam of light that could not break through the barrier, and said calmly.

How dare a mere pawn rebel against them?

It seems they truly don't know their own identity.

[Warning: Armor severely overloaded, energy depleted, will cease operation in ten seconds... nine... eight...]

A notification sound came from inside Shinjiro's armor, indicating that even though he hadn't reached his limit yet, the armor was about to.

"hateful..."

"Hang in there a little longer..."

"Just hold on a little longer!" Shinjiro grew increasingly anxious as he watched the beam's output weaken.

The barrier in front of Hipporito suddenly moved away, and the final beam of light struck him, sending him flying and crashing into the metal wall behind him.

"cough..."

"What!?"

Hippolyte was completely unprepared for this anomaly; his control over the barrier suddenly ceased!

"You are..."

"Has it finally arrived?"

Speaker Ubaraz looked toward the figure in a black suit behind Hayata Shinjiro and said with a solemn expression.

The figure maintained the raised hand posture, using its stronger telekinetic abilities than Hipporito to influence the opponent's control over the barrier.

"Thank you for your hard work, Shinjiro."

“Leave the rest to us,” Ed said in a low voice, looking at Shinjiro, whose armor was now disabled.

"Boom boom boom!"

The closed passageway leading from the ninth to the tenth floor was once again subjected to an even more severe bombardment.

Immediately afterwards, figures clad in armor stormed into the highest level of the councilors' quarters.

The battle-hardened Ultraman warriors came to Ed's side, and the Science Patrol team regrouped once again!

Chapter 471 The Madman of Ideals

"A traitor has appeared!"

"Ed, what exactly made you betray the Star Cluster Council?!"

"Did you plan all of this from the very beginning!?"

The council members stood on one side of the meeting hall, looking at Ed and the armored mobile Ultramen, and questioned Ed.

The lower-ranking soldiers ultimately failed to stop their advance, and their elite troops were wiped out. Balji, who had also betrayed them, stood with his arms crossed, watching them with a mocking expression.

“I said it, because the Cluster Council is wrong.”

"So I'm going to destroy the Star Cluster Council."

Ed stood in front of the warriors, hands behind his back, his one eye sweeping over the Star Cluster Council members in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

He could not bear to continue down the wrong path, nor could he silently watch this universe wallow in false peace.

"Then prepare to die!"

Hippolyte fell from the wall, raised his hand to summon a new transparent shield, and attacked Ed.

Ed simply raised his hand.

"Click—click!"

The shield that was originally controlled by Hipporito turned around and attacked Hipporito, locking him firmly in place before his incredulous gaze. The transparent cylindrical shield enveloped Hipporito, preventing him from escaping. The solidified liquid released after the transparent shield was successfully assembled was also poured onto Hipporito's body, turning him into a statue.

"Resistance is futile."

"Hand over control of the teleportation core." Ed's one eye stared at the gloomy-faced Ubaraz, the raised index finger of his arm seemingly symbolizing a great threat.

If you think he's just an ordinary Zettonian and a low-level clerk, you'd be sorely mistaken.

He is the younger brother of Damd, the ruler of this universe, and the Supreme Councilor of the Star Cluster Council who has personally experienced numerous interstellar wars. Although his physical strength is not high, his mental power is absolutely unquestionable.

Even as the man in the floral shirt concealed himself, his spiritual power was still able to discern some clues, which was enough to prove his strength.

It was this mental strength that allowed him to hardly need to hibernate. He only needed to rest for three minutes each Earth day to ensure he was full of energy, while making arrangements in places undetectable to the Star Cluster Council.

The Kote team he now leads certainly has the power to eliminate all the senators.

"Ed...!"

"Do you think the President will let you off the hook for doing this?!"

“Even if you are his brother, the Grand Commander will kill you without hesitation!” Ubaraz’s expression changed, his old and withered skin twitched, and he clenched his fists, shouting angrily at Ed.

As the acting chairman of the Star Cluster Council, he wielded more real power than Ed and was always the highest-ranking figure below the Zetton Core. This was the first time in his long life that he had suffered such humiliation!

“I know this better than you do.”

"Damd will make me die a very horrible death; those of you who don't know him well won't even know the specifics of my death."

"He was an absolute practitioner of ideals, but also a ruthless executioner; he would do anything for the order he believed in."

"However, he won't have time to pay attention to me right now."

Ed looked at Ubaraz and said nonchalantly.

As Damude's only relative, he knew Damude better than anyone else, knew everything about him, including Damude's weaknesses.

He believed that the light could create enough opportunities for them, just as the light believed that their actions could succeed.

This trust that connects them is the truth he believes the universe can truly move towards the future.

"How could this be..."

"You, you...!" Ubaraz felt a surge of blood in his chest and wanted to utter a rebuttal, but the fact before him was that his chances of winning were slim.

"...The President!?"

Suddenly, a figure in a white suit appeared between them, and Ubaraz's eyes lit up as if he had found his pillar of support.

"It's been a while, brother."

Ed looked at the Zettonian who looked almost exactly like him and said.

He recognized it at a glance; it wasn't Damd's true form, but merely a projection.

It seems the trouble that man created has forced the other party to focus their attention.

"Although I had a premonition, I was really disappointed when the day actually came."

"Past wars seem to have failed to teach you a lesson, and you simply don't know how to cherish this hard-won peace."

Damd looked at Ed, and at this moment, he no longer considered himself the Grand Commander, but rather as an older brother, conveying his disappointment to his younger brother.

He did everything in his power to rid this universe of barbarity and lead it toward order and civilization, but there were always people who didn't understand his predicament.

"I remember every war that has taken place in this universe."

"However, the order and peace in my heart are not like this now."

Ed met Damd's gaze and spoke slowly and deliberately.

He understood Damud's original intention, but could not accept his actions.

His brother was a staunch practitioner of his ideals, and so was he.

"The more I realize the cruelty of reality, the more I sincerely admire those warriors who are willing to selflessly dedicate themselves to others."

"Damd".

"This universe needs light."

Ed said firmly to his brother.

"Whether as your older brother, the Grand Commander of the Zetton Core, or the eldest son of our family... I am extremely disappointed in you."

"You, now, are also an inferior product."

"They have lost their right to be Zettonians."

Damd reached out and pointed at Ed, the projected fake arm piercing through Ed's heart, as if to take away everything that belonged to Ed.

"I'm sorry, brother."

"No race should be ranked as superior or inferior. Neither you nor the Star Cluster Council have the right to judge a race."

“This is what I learned from 'them'.”

Ed remained unmoved by Damd's actions and replied in a calm voice.

That group of romantic beings who always uphold morality and are willing to dedicate themselves to any race is worthy of being pursued by all of them.

Listening to Ed's words.

Balgi, who remained silent in the rear, was also filled with emotion.

As a core member of Zetton, she also witnessed countless atrocities hidden beneath the veneer of peace. Extraterrestrial nobles were qualified to travel to the planets of lower races to address some of their "basic needs."

Those so-called basic needs include, among others, the desire to kill and other desires.

The most basic needs of some ordinary races are nothing more than the survival needs of food and clothing. However, in the vast universe, there are far too many races with special needs. In order to maintain peace, they have the right to meet their needs without being discovered by inferior races.

It was precisely because she couldn't stand this that she was willing to become Ed's undercover agent.

In this era, war has indeed disappeared, but... is this kind of peace truly peace?

"You cannot understand the hardship I endure in mediating between countless races."

"I don't even know how much I've sacrificed for order."