Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

I never imagined I would encounter such an enemy. The Land of Light promised that it would not take action against anyone who came to the event in private during the competition. Their only chance to eliminate a pest like me from the Dark Nebula was on the stage.

The number of participants was too large. While the probability of facing a contestant from the Land of Light wasn't incredibly low, encountering an elite guard was practically an unlucky event. The lottery machine was made by the legendary Hikari, so perhaps it was specifically designed to target contestants like themselves.

After the competition ends, you must raise questions no matter what, in order to soothe your own mental anguish and take the opportunity to smear the reputation of the foolish Land of Light. Yes, there will always be fools who believe that the Land of Light has shady dealings.

By then, the Zuluk alien will no longer be a cowardly assassin who has to evade the Space Garrison all day long, but an opinion leader in the Dark Nebula!

Yes, he couldn't possibly die. No matter how powerful Ultraman Ace was, he couldn't kill him in one blow. If he couldn't do that, he could surrender in the blink of an eye. Due to the rules they set for themselves, the foolish Ultraman could only be forced to stop.

Yes, I survived!

"boom----"

coming!

The thoughts just now happened in a fraction of a second. Before the Zuluk alien could even raise the corners of his excited mouth, before the first note of his attempt to surrender could be uttered, all the spectators watching felt a storm that exceeded the speed of light suddenly sweep in all directions. The next second, a bloody scene unfolded!

"Smash the Zuluk alien's head with one punch!!"

Leo nearly jumped 30,000 meters. While he was dumbfounded, a feeling of extreme pleasure welled up inside him. Although he had never seen the Zuluk aliens, for some reason, he naturally felt an extreme aversion to this cosmic killer!

Everything seemed to happen so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly, yet it was also as if it had been slowed down.

Ace made only one move throughout his time on the stage: he raised his left hand toward the Zuluk alien's head, and his clenched fist formed a constantly rotating enchanted melee version of the guillotine. The power of this guillotine was so overwhelming that it instantly severed the opponent's raised hands and twin blades, which were trying to protect his head.

In less than 0.01 seconds, the purest Ace Fist exploded the Zuluk alien's head, which had lost the protection of its arms, with a single blow, splattering blood and brain matter everywhere!

"This is impossible!"

Whoosh!

Some Dark Nebula aliens who had interacted with the Zuluk aliens were shocked and terrified on the spot, and at the same time blurted out their doubts!

If it were a normal Zuluk alien, they might indeed be instantly killed by an enraged Ultraman Ace with a single punch. However, they knew very well that in order to kill as many contestants as possible in this competition, the Zuluk alien had purchased a large amount of cosmic versions of drugs such as Qunbolong beforehand, and launched a massive attack.

While he certainly wouldn't be a match for Ultraman Ace now, his head shouldn't be so strong that it would be destroyed by such a simple punch. He should at least last two or three moves before dying.

Perched atop the pitch-black throne, the Alien Empera's eyes gleamed, and he hummed with delight, "Hmph, interesting."

Not only him, but Father of Ultra and Tartarus on both sides also realized what was going on. As the ultimate Ultra beings at their peak, they immediately saw the extraordinary nature of Ace.

Yes, under normal circumstances, Ace wouldn't have been able to completely defeat the enhanced Zuluk alien with a single punch. He should have severely injured the latter with one punch, rendering it speechless, and then beaten to death.

The reason it became a one-hit kill is because Ace's strength had been continuously increasing from the beginning, making him stronger than usual!

Those forces, without a doubt, are the embodiment of the emotions of people from all over the universe!

This is not simply a matter of Hachiman Hikigaya and Miko Yotsuya, humans of Showa Earth, a civilization that was helped by Ace, and a civilization that was ravaged by the Zuluk aliens.

Rather, it is all the civilizations and individuals who have been assisted by any Ultra Warrior, and all the civilizations and individuals who have been ravaged by any monster or invader, who subconsciously regard Ace, who steps forward at this moment, as an object of faith, worship, longing, gratitude, or encouragement.

All these threads converged at this moment, gathering together on Ace's body!

This didn't happen in the previous two battles, Father of Ultra vs. Alien Empera and the entire universe vs. Gatanothor, because the former was too sudden, and many civilizations were still in dire straits at the time. They only had time to do so now that there were no more invaders harassing them.

The latter was too sudden, and the large number of participants at the time prevented people from quickly focusing their attention on a single Ultraman.

But this time it's different. Ace is the clear protagonist, another match has already taken place, people have some free time, and there's a shared hatred for Zuluk, the infamous invader.

Under these circumstances, Ace's strength continued to increase. When he killed Zuluk, it was just the beginning. After killing Zuluk, not only did no supporters think it was too brutal, but they also supported Ace even more, making his strength even more explosive!

If anyone were to develop and wear a combat power device, it would undoubtedly have shattered itself because it couldn't withstand Ace's soaring combat power.

"Is this what the Ultra race calls bonds and friendship, hope?"

Emperor Alien's joy surpassed that of the past. Although he had long guessed that there would definitely be contestants breaking through their limits on this stage, he never expected that not only would the first match feature Genji with Mind Blast and Baltan with Infinite 300 Meters, but the second match would actually feature Ultra Light Ace!

If it weren't for the fact that bullying the weak would be too undignified, he would have been quite interested in Ace, whose power was still steadily increasing, and he couldn't help but feel the urge to get involved.

To be honest, he had never seen anything like this before. When Father of Ultra suddenly awakened his true power, it wasn't because of any ridiculous things like bonds or friendships with other weaklings.

As for the other Ultra Warriors? According to Mefilas's report, such idealistic outbursts do occur occasionally, but that doesn't stop Alien Empera from not taking any action to investigate and showing absolutely no interest in them; he has always scoffed at them.

But now that I've seen it with my own eyes, I don't seem to be able to look down on it anymore.

Father of Ultra was both pleased and helpless. He really hadn't expected it to turn out this way. Although it was a power created by the trust of various planets and people in their Ultra race, it was indeed a good thing.

However, many ordinary Ultra Warriors also joined the competition with the intention of honing and improving themselves, which was one of Kasa and Belial's original intentions.

If things continue like this, it's likely that any contestant from the Land of Light who appears will be instantly amplified by support from the entire universe, making them able to defeat their opponent with a single punch, regardless of their strength.

That would not achieve the desired training effect; instead, it would have the opposite effect.

"hiss!"

Because Ace's enhancements continued to increase so rapidly, eventually everyone else noticed it too.

"This is cheating!" shouted Dark Nebula, a contestant who feared encountering other Ultra Warriors and ending up like the Zuluk Alien.

"Bullshit!" Diablo the Little Golden Bull cursed from the crowd. "If this is cheating, why didn't you stop the Zuluk aliens from eating the Nine Dragons Coffin? And you should have taken down all your monsters, robots, and equipment!"

Tartarus immediately put his hand to his forehead, speechless. Diavolo had completely betrayed them, and now he was arguing for Ultraman, turning from a loyal and virtuous minister of the Great Kingdom into a dog of the Land of Light!

Degenerate, so utterly degenerate.

Alas, Diablo is beyond saving. The kingdom's loyal subjects still depend on our honest little golden sword Titan.

"Stop rambling." Titan's words were cold and stern, and his use of facts forced the people of the Dark Nebula universe who were criticizing Diablo to shut up. "Whether or not there was this external force, Ace could have easily defeated Zuluk. Tell me, do you accept this objective fact or not!"

You can call this external force a form of cheating, or you can call it not, but whether it is or not, it doesn't affect the objectivity of this battle. Because regardless of whether this force is there or not, even a fool could see that Zuluk was doomed and would not be able to get past Ace.

Upon hearing this statement about returning to the basics, the rebels were immediately speechless, unsure of what to say.

"Hmm?" Tartarus noticed something slightly off.

While this may seem objective, it somehow gives the impression that the Titans are unconsciously leaning towards supporting the Land of Light.

No, no, no, it must be an illusion. Titan is probably just unhappy that Diablo, a member of the kingdom, is being verbally attacked. This is the true mark of a loyal subject. Titan's loyalty to the kingdom and its people is as clear as day and he has no other intentions!

We cannot let the fall of Diablo lead us to the misconception that the Titans are disloyal; to doubt a loyal subject is a sin.

"Uh……"

Babar blinked, looking somewhat bewildered by the situation. Logically, this shouldn't be considered cheating; it was simply a matter of popular support. What could Ultraman do? He couldn't very well force the cosmic inhabitants to stop cheering them on, could he?

However, if this continues, every Ultraman will be instantly defeated upon appearance, turning them all into One-Punch Mans. What kind of competition will that leave?

Even as a host, he wouldn't want to see such a boring competition.

With the supreme wisdom of my Emperor Babar, the strategist of the Four Dark Lords, I have devised a plan! Hah!

"Have it!"

Babar shouted, drawing everyone's attention from the somewhat chaotic scene to his side, and proposed a win-win solution.

"As the host, I have unlimited rights to draw lots! So, whenever a match involving an Ultraman is drawn, I'll let you know in advance and postpone the broadcast until that match is over. Is that acceptable?"

If the live broadcast isn't available, the residents of the universe won't know which Ultraman appeared on stage, and their willpower will be distributed among 18 billion Ultramen, resulting in no power-ups. After all, if the Ultramen accept this proposal, it proves that they don't want the residents of the universe to waste their willpower here.

In this way, many reasonable inhabitants of the universe would generally go along with it.

“Okay.” Kasa exchanged glances with Zoffy and Father of Ultra, who were not far away, and nodded to each other, agreeing on the spot. They didn’t expect Babar to have such quick wit, which was quite good.

"This is really..."

Megumi didn't know how to comment. It was truly unbelievable that Ultraman would one day be troubled by being "too popular and too trusted."

Of course, regardless of the circumstances, at least for those planets that suffered from the Zuluk aliens' ravages, they are probably all overjoyed now, having witnessed the success of their revenge. She can understand that feeling.

However, at times like these, she couldn't help but miss her subordinates: "Daigo, Tiga... just how far away in the universe did you go?"

…………

"Slap! Slap. Slap. Slap!"

A bat-like series of slaps!

In the distant ninja world, Sasuke Uchiha, who was engrossed in watching a live stream in a chat group, suddenly heard a series of crisp sounds. He then belatedly realized that he had been proven wrong and finally managed to pull his mind out of the live stream of the Land of Light's universe and look at the real world.

He should have been furious, but Sasuke was still a bit dazed, staring blankly at Bruce Wayne: "What are you doing?"

“Get up.” Bruce shook his head. “I know the live stream is very captivating, and so am I, but we can’t just ignore the ninja world like this. If you keep acting like this, Orochimaru will start to suspect that I’m going to make a move against you. Get up, Orochimaru is already here.”

"what?"

Oh my god, why is Orochimaru in such a mess?!

Sasuke, who was addicted to the chat group, suddenly became indignant. He used to wish Orochimaru would stay by his side at all times to train him, but now he hated Orochimaru's arrival!

Chapter 235 Helping a life adrift, willing to worship Kasa as godfather!

"—What did you do to my Sasuke?"

Bruce took Sasuke, who was addicted to the internet and reluctant to go out, and they ran into Orochimaru, who had been up all night. Bruce didn't expect that Orochimaru would be so unusual, paying attention to Sasuke instead of him.

Logically, this is impossible. Now that he is the representative of a mysterious, reclusive force, shrouded in mystery, Orochimaru should be more interested in him.

Moreover, the other party's tone was not accusatory, but rather carried an undercurrent of barely concealed joy.

Following Orochimaru's extremely excited gaze, Bruce then noticed that Sasuke's Sharingan, which had been three tomoe yesterday, was now rapidly changing, and was faintly revealing the shape of the Mangekyou Sharingan, which is said to be the ultimate evolution of this bloodline!

"I already overestimated you as much as I could, but it seems my assessment of you was still insufficient, Bat-kun." Orochimaru licked his lips, his mind trembling with elation.

No one understood the infinite wonders of these eyes better than he, having personally experienced the power of the kaleidoscope.

"According to my investigation, although the essence of the Sharingan is Yin Release, it cannot be improved gradually through training in normal ninjutsu. Only when the user's emotions fluctuate too violently can the evolution of these eyes be guided."

"Even on the night of the massacre of his clan, Sasuke could only unleash his hidden double tomoe. It was only after parting ways with his best friend that he was able to unleash his triple tomoe. It's unbelievable. I had already given up hope that these eyes could evolve again."

Orochimaru was in high spirits. He didn't mind that the knowledge he had painstakingly acquired would be passed on, because it was not a free gift in the first place.

Since their fight the day before, he and Batman had been tentatively testing each other's initial cooperation, exchanging knowledge with each other in their conversations.

Now, he has barely grasped the part that the other party gave him. Although he is still very unfamiliar with it, he can see from the small details that the level of technology that Batman possesses is probably too much for other people in the ninja world to describe as a tragedy. They would not be able to figure out even one tenth of it in their entire lives.

That includes various topics about the mysteries of life and extending lifespan.

To acquire that knowledge, he had to engage in a back-and-forth with Batman, without resorting to force. His research on the Sharingan served as a way to showcase his extensive knowledge.

Bruce was perfectly aware of Orochimaru's thoughts, but he was even more amazed by Sasuke at this moment.

Absolutely unbeatable!

I only knew about the night of the massacre before, and I didn't know about the upgrade conditions for the Sharingan. Now that I compare them, Sasuke's ID in the group, "King of Resilience," is really fitting. It's just as fitting as he was back then. After his parents died in the alley, he was depressed for quite a while.

"Wait a minute." Bruce suddenly realized something. "So, if Sasuke had a fragile heart, he might have already possessed the power of the Mangekyou Sharingan and could have taken his revenge much earlier?"

Orochimaru nodded slightly: "There's nothing wrong with saying that."