Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

"You believe it is the help of the supreme will that has given us everything we have today?"

He manipulated Bishop Groca to take a step toward Natsuki.

Amidst the heavy trampling of the machinery, a sound also rang out.

"It is our unwavering pursuit of order that has earned us a sliver of attention from the supreme will!"

They had not yet obtained these powers during the battle that sealed the Land of Light.

"I am the practitioner of absolute order. The only way to suppress the war caused by chaos is to establish absolute order!"

"I did this without wavering in the slightest, and only then did the Supreme Will cast its gaze upon me, wanting to witness the feasibility of our ideals!"

"Don't get the order wrong, Ultraman!"

Bishop Groca arrived in front of the giant, and the mechanical claw on his right arm instantly extended, flying towards the giant's location, the air it passed through emitting a sharp crack.

"Whoosh—!!"

Faced with this attack, the giant dared not take it head-on. Before the opponent could make a move, the giant had already spread his arms and soared into the gray sky amidst the sonic boom.

"BOOM—!!"

The mechanical claw missed its target and struck the gray building behind it, piercing it through. The already partially collapsed high-rise was now completely reduced to fragments, which floated in the air and scattered onto the motionless "sculptures" on the ground.

"For dignity, for freedom?"

"For those meaningless things, do you know how many lives are lost in war every second in the universe?!"

“I lost everything in the war, which is why I want to establish order and drive these utterly boring wars and ideologies out of this universe!”

During the war, Damd saw the severed limbs and remains of his own kind, witnessed other races cannibalizing their own kind in order to survive the war, and even saw his relatives turn into fragments in the flames of war, with their complete torsos unable to be pieced back together when they were buried.

He and Ed had tasted the bitterness of war, a pain etched into their very being.

"The Star Cluster Council certainly has countless flaws, but you have no idea how many meaningless wars have been wiped out from this universe since the council was established!"

"Is it really unacceptable to you that so many people could be spared the fate of being caught up in the flames of war by sacrificing some freedom and dignity?!"

Bishop Groca looked at the giant flying into the gray sky, raised his arms, and unleashed a series of crimson-black Gilsadis beams, which struck the giant as light projectiles.

"Ed is influenced by you guys, which is why he has forgotten the pain of war."

"In your universe, life-fixation devices... resurrection technology... have those things made you lose your reverence for basic life?!"

“You wouldn’t use that kind of technology on ordinary lives, and for someone as high and mighty as you, the principle of sacrificing a few to save the many is something you simply can’t understand!”

“Living in a utopian world, arbitrarily deciding the fate of a race, acting solely on your own subjective sense of good and evil, and completely unrestrained by any rules, you are the biggest destabilizing factor.”

"In this universe as well, you have clearly established order and joined us, which would have spared countless trillions of beings from the pain of war and unnecessary sacrifices. Yet you still choose to obstruct the establishment of order and stand against me."

"In the time it takes you to save one person, trillions of lives are dying!"

"Can your childish, playful sense of justice truly bring stability and peace to the entire universe?!"

"Answer me, Ultraman!!"

Damd roared, hysterically questioning the Ultraman amidst the sound of the light bullets striking.

Chapter 487 Dissipation

"Bam—!!"

In the gloomy sky, the giant's figure twisted and weaved swiftly, desperately dodging the incoming attacks.

Faced with an attack that is truly unavoidable, one can only raise one's hand to unleash a beam of light, collide with it, and then adjust the angle to use the impact to fly backward before the light projectile completely destroys the beam.

This is a rather troublesome enemy.

"A childish sense of justice, like playing house?"

"Are you kidding me!"

Do you know how many of our soldiers have died in battle protecting others?!

After narrowly dodging the attack, Natsuki raised her arm high, gathering Strium Rays amidst the shimmering light of her body, and responded with a hint of anger.

"Buzz—!!!"

The colorful Strium rays shot out towards the location of Bishop Gloca below.

"If a person loses freedom and dignity, can they still be called alive?!"

Damd's words were not enough to shake Natsuki's resolve.

For a warrior who has fought on the battlefield for over ten thousand years, he is well aware of the cruelty of war, but he is even more aware that losing freedom and dignity is more humiliating to a race than death.

They, as Ultraman, protect not only other people's lives, but also their souls and dreams.

If everything is restricted, how many races will lose the chance to set foot in the stars?

How can it be right for a civilization to lose all possibilities when a race that should be moving towards progress and the future will lose everything?

“Every race has the potential to progress; driven by primal curiosity, every race will strive to forge its own future.”

"Humans, people of any race, have infinite possibilities and are qualified to reach for the stars."

"You, who have deprived them of all possibilities, what right do you have to talk about order!"

Natsuki completely disagreed with Damd's idea and was not swayed in the slightest by the other party's words.

He is no longer the young man he once was, full of youthful passion.

"Is it ultimately about making actions based on one's own subjective judgment?"

"Same as me."

"We are all arrogant people!"

Damd shouted as he controlled Bishop Gloca to block the Strium Ray.

"Which is more important, life or freedom?"

"Tell me with your own power, Ultraman!"

The thrusters on Bishop Groca's back propelled him into the air, rapidly closing in on the giant.

Which is more important?

"Do you treat all of this as a simple multiple-choice question?"

"We will never stop until we are saving the lives and freedom of others!!"

The timer crystal on Natsuki's chest was flashing wildly.

Facing the relentless pursuit of Bishop Gloca, he turned around and formed an L-shape with his arms to unleash a Metalim Ray, shouting as he exerted his power.

After the people of the Land of Light evolved and the Space Garrison was established, the more than one million warriors of the Ultra race have always been on the road of helping others.

They will get tired, they will feel lost, and they will encounter setbacks time and time again, but in the end they will all get up again and fight to protect others once more.

Even if it costs them their lives, no one will regret it!

"You think you can beat me?"

"I noticed you a long time ago."

"From other universes to this universe, from Earth to here, do you think I didn't anticipate any of this?"

Even the Metalim Ray couldn't destroy Bishop Gloca's defenses, and Damd easily caught up with Natsuki's figure, swinging his arm.

"Bang—!!!"

Upon contact, the giant's figure plummeted to the ground amidst the immense impact.

"Your existence is also part of my plan."

The mothership Gloca landed and looked down at the giant struggling to rise from the cracked, frozen earth. Damd said as he moved forward.

"cough......"

"hateful..."

Natsuki felt the tremors from the broken ground, propped herself up, and felt a pain all over her body, as if she were falling apart.

With his current strength, he is no match for Bishop Groca; his energy is almost depleted.

The only hope...

He looked at the tower not far from where he had fallen. The tower, which used to be filled with dazzling light, was now dark and gray, and its body was covered with broken scars.

With his last ounce of strength, he soared into the gray sky once more, heading straight toward the tower.

"A plasma spark tower?"

"The hope of the Ultra race, the beginning of your evolution."

Damd watched as Xia Shu flew toward the dilapidated Plasma Spark Tower, raised Bishop Gloca's arms, and blinding light condensed in the center of the mechanical claws.

"Like you, we also desperately need its power."

"Bam—!!"

A beam of light flew past from behind and struck Natsuki precisely in the back.

In the impact of the energy, Xia Shu's figure smashed through the outer wall of the tower, lying on the internal platform along with the building's fragments.

"Just... a little bit more..."

In a daze, he looked at the plasma spark core in the center of the tower ahead, and with great effort raised his hand, trying to reach for the place that had once shone so brightly, even from such a distance.

This is the second time.

He needs the power of light.

Last time, he couldn't withstand the power of that light.

This time, it was dark and empty.

"Don't worry, you'll make a difference."

"You will be the key for us to obtain that energy."

"That's why I need you."

Bishop Groca also flew up and stepped on Natsuki's back from behind. Damd's triumphant voice came from inside.