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

Amidst the emerging global panic, a little girl in red shoes seemed to be murmuring something in confusion.

However, the Yabo people were completely indifferent to all these circumstances.

It has already arrived in a new dimension along with the Evil King, the Dark Shadow Mage, who has already given his name.

This alternate dimension was clearly constructed by the Dark Shadow Mage himself. For darkness at this level, doing something like this is very simple, and the alternate dimension he created is not small either.

Of course, it's just a mere alternate dimension, nothing special. What's more important is that there seems to be a lot of different things here, so much so that even the Yapool people, who consider themselves to be from the vast universe, are a bit overwhelmed by the variety.

"Bemular, Red King, Gomora, Zetton, Barton, and even monsters I've never seen before? And each one has undergone special modifications... Tsk, what a waste! With so many resources, the methods are so crude and vulgar, a squandering, a waste! Bah!"

Gordis cells, sunspots, and all sorts of special items were violently injected into these imprisoned and confined ferocious monsters, causing them to undergo unprecedented mutations, each one becoming more powerful and terrifying than the last.

The Dark Shadow Mage wasn't exaggerating; he truly has the ability to defeat Yapool, at least in its current state.

Although the Yapool people have the vast territory and resources of the Emperor Empire to rely on, they could raise a large army of mutated monsters if they wanted to, but they couldn't possibly bring all the super monsters with them, could they?

Moreover, judging from the oppressive aura felt, the Dark Shadow Mage is likely hiding an even more powerful monster, which has already surpassed the [Powerful] level and is probably close to reaching the initial stage of a boss-level counterattack.

The Yapools are not confident they can fight that thing right now.

But that's precisely why it frowned even more. With so many resources, yet using such crude methods, it just couldn't stand it!

At the same time, a sense of superiority also arose spontaneously.

Well, when it comes to modification techniques, you really have to look to the Yabo people. Can anyone else achieve this level of skill? Who else can?

The Shadow Mage, unable to bear the arrogance of the Yapools, casually remarked, "Compared to the legendary Reiblood aliens, you're probably just an apprentice."

"What did you say?" The Yapo man turned his head sharply.

“I said the Reibloodians were the pinnacle of our line of work before,” the Shadow Mage changed his tune as expected, “but if you can get my resources to practice on, then I think you might be the pinnacle in the future.”

That's a provocation tactic.

This spurred the Yapools to further align themselves, bind themselves together, and help these crudely modified monsters make new improvements.

"Why should I become the pinnacle of the future?" Yapool scoffed. "I don't need to become the pinnacle. I will surpass the pinnacle. One day, I will completely leave that old relic, the Reiblood, far behind!"

At that time, there will only be one grandmaster in the bio-modification industry, and that is the true interdimensional overlord!

The Dark Shadow Mage grinned silently, his expression twisted in a sinister way, it was unclear whether he was mocking this common belief or offering support and encouragement.

But before the Yapool could question it, it had already led them to a rather unusual prison, or rather, an arena.

"What exactly are you going to show me?" Yapool was getting impatient; it was always this impatient when it came to matters concerning foolish Ace. "A surprise?"

"Don't worry, here it is."

"This is?"

As the Shadow Mage's mocking voice faded, Yapool looked towards the arena and could only see several layers of highly effective, targeted white mist. This mist was even enough to affect its senses, clearly indicating that it was something extremely valuable.

But this is not the most important effect of these mists; it can be sensed that they are mainly used for hypnosis.

In other words, is there a modified product in this arena that is so precious that it can be used as a consumable?

This is truly a pleasant surprise.

The Yabo people couldn't wait any longer and stretched their necks.

The Dark Shadow Mage grinned menacingly and commanded the formation, causing the mist to dissipate.

The next second, the Yapool's pupils suddenly contracted!

"That, that is—"

What appeared in its field of vision was none other than Ultraman Ace?!

Its height was overwhelmingly over sixty meters, its back was hunched, its limbs were long and thin, and the two bulbous eyes on its head were covered with symptoms resembling sunspots and Sfia, which was extremely disgusting.

Its entire body was extremely disgustingly colored, interspersed with some pitch-black tumors or monster-like scales, and its skin was shimmering with the slightest movement.

Even when he was unconscious and unable to go berserk under the hypnosis of the gas, his body was still oozing some very pungent and foul-smelling liquid.

This is something that makes you dizzy and nauseous at first glance, something that you're forced to keep remembering even if you want to forget it—a horror within horror, nausea within nausea, evil within evil, darkness within darkness, something that's hard to describe in words.

It's impossible to describe it even with such a mild word as "thing"!

However, there can be no mistake.

No matter how ugly it is, one look is enough to make it clear: yes, that is Ace, that is Ultraman Ace, or rather, that is a hideous Ace created entirely in imitation of Ultraman Ace!

"Hehehe... See that? Yapool, that's my masterpiece, the Ferocious Giant Ultraman Ace. Not only does it have power surpassing the original, but what's even more valuable is that this Ferocious Giant can reduce other races' recognition and trust in Ultraman to the greatest extent!"

"After seeing this, no matter how much a race originally trusted and liked Ultraman, hehe, in the end they will only feel extremely nauseous. Even if they see the real Ultraman later, I can guarantee that this nausea will be very difficult to get rid of!"

"This is my trump card, my secret to dealing with those troublesome space police of Ultraman. You like it, don't you? You like it to the extreme, don't hold back, laugh heartily, Yapool! From now on, you have the most powerful means to fight against Ultraman Ace!"

Seeing the Yapool's dumbfounded, country bumpkin-like appearance, the Dark Shadow Mage burst into laughter, thinking that this was too much of a surprise. He strolled around like a victor and even patted the Yapool on the shoulder.

It looked triumphantly at its masterpiece in the arena, that utterly disgusting and ferocious Ace, but failed to notice that Yapool's expression changed from blank to one of boundless rage.

The thoughts of the Yapools roared, the winds rose and the clouds surged, and within their resentment, countless souls of the Yapools screamed in unison!

What blasphemy!

Yes, yes, that's right. Ultraman Ace is indeed the nemesis of the Yapool race. They have indeed fought with all their strength and soul, gathering their resentment, crawling back from the brink of death countless times to relentlessly target and defeat this enemy, to take revenge on, and to conquer.

That was a blood feud that the Yabo people wished they could eat alive!

But that was still Ace.

No matter who hates him, no matter how much he is despised, he is still the shining star of the Land of Light, the ace of the Galactic Federation, the clean, pure and beautiful warrior, and Ultraman Ace, who is more glorious and dazzling than any other being!

The Apollonians truly loathed the Mother of the Nether, and the constant mention of her fervent heart only fueled their desire to curse her.

But that cleanliness, justice, kindness, beauty, clarity, and most importantly, that above all else, is him, is Ace, is the foolish Ace, that is still the foolish and hateful Ultraman Ace!

Even though the Yapool created mechanical versions of Ace Killer and super-beast versions of Super Beast Ace, they still prioritized restoring the original version and never dared to make any unauthorized modifications!

Even it, even it is Yapool, even it is the most qualified Yapool in the entire universe to pirate the foolish Ultraman Ace, it only dares to go this far!

"How dare you! How dare you do such a thing?!"

Boom!

The other dimension was churning and vibrating, and in an instant it began to collapse!

The overwhelming resentment burst forth uncontrollably. In an instant, the Yapool's figure and voice became layered, his eyes bloodshot. With a whoosh, he abruptly turned his head, staring intently at the Dark Shadow Mage whose smile had frozen in place.

"Wait, what are you doing? Stop it! Are you crazy? Yapool, didn't we agree to fight Ultraman together and invade all the universes? Are you trying to back out?!"

Faced with the increasingly frenzied Yapool, whose aura became terrifying, as if his primary goal in life had suddenly shifted from killing Ace to killing himself, the Dark Shadow Mage panicked, unable to understand why things had turned out this way.

The Yaboites did not answer its question, but their voices became somber and hoarse, utterly terrifying:

"You evil king, you dark shadow mage, how dare you do such a thing? What right do you have? Heh, heh heh heh, hahahahahaha!"

The Yabo people went completely mad!

Its original plan was to first cooperate with the Dark Shadow Mage, drain the latter's resources, join forces with the latter to defeat the foolish Ace, and then backstab the smug Dark Shadow Mage. It was too lazy to engage in any invasion or destruction with this guy; defeating Ace was enough.

But such a plan is no longer needed.

When he saw the monstrous Ace in the arena, the one who had defiled the foolish Ace, all plans became unnecessary.

All that is needed is to bring utter destruction and death upon this damned thing!

"Ultimate Ultra Killer Saurus, come out, come out, bring destruction, kill, kill, kill everything here!"

Boom!!

Surpassing the level of powerful beings, this is the true trump card product of the Yapool people after their refinement, a unique and strongest super beast, a brand new strongest super beast that surpasses the King of Power. It is hundreds of meters tall, crosses the level of powerful beings, and is about to reach the level of a true trump card!

The secret was originally meant to be revealed when Yapool encountered the foolish Ultraman Ace on the martial arts tournament stage, but at this moment, Yapool went completely mad and released it on the spot!

"Aa ...

The Dark Shadow Mage roared furiously, its brain trembling, unable to understand where it had gone wrong and how the Yapool had suddenly gone mad!

The logic just doesn't make sense!

Even if we can defeat the ferocious Saurus of Yapool, our fighting strength will be visibly greatly damaged, a loss that is simply unbearable!

"I'm the one who wants to kill you, kill you, you Yapool!!"

The dark shadow mage, who had been spouting harsh words, regretted that his heart was broken today.

Chapter 270 Ace, save me!

"Ace, help me—"

Ok?

Strange, why do I seem to faintly hear the voices of the Yapools?

In the main universe of the Land of Light, beside the Martial Arts Tournament Nebula and a spacetime tunnel, Ace tilted his head in confusion.

Just now, he seemed to have inexplicably gone into a hysterical state, imagining sounds he had never heard before.

Phrases like "[In heaven and earth, only the strongest super beast Saurus reigns supreme]", "[In the world of biological modification, no matter how many defective products you bring out, I can give you time to catch up. At the end of modification, who will be the peak? Upon seeing Saurus, they all become nothing]", and "[Use this to cut off your head and leave the foolish Ultraman Ace speechless]!"

Wait a minute.

The tone seemed to be an angry roar, filled with intense hatred for someone, a fierce battle, accompanied by the clanging and banging of weapons. But it was intermittent, and the Yapool's voice sounded as if they were about to run out of breath, and they began to flee in panic.

In the end, he even unintentionally shouted out a plea for help from Ultraman Ace.

But the Apo people have never said a single word of these things.

Could it be that the Yapool people who traveled through the time tunnel encountered danger over there, and, being my nemesis, were telepathically connected and sent my distress call across time and space?

"Haha, how could that be? Am I even conscious!"

Ace thought about it for a moment and then burst out laughing. He was simply daydreaming. The Yapool would ask him for help? He would rather believe that he would suddenly have an epiphany and become the ultimate Ultra in the next second than believe that such a thing would happen.

Yabo people? I don't care. I must have misheard. I'm having hysteria. There's no other possibility.

Kassa glanced at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

“It’s nothing,” Ace shook his head. “I guess I was thinking too much about things that I was passionate about, and I even started to fantasize that the Yapool would change their ways. Sigh.”

“That’s pretty dreamy,” Kassa laughed, “but it’s not entirely impossible. It’s all up to us.”

If even the Alien Empera can turn into light, what else is impossible?

Of course, someone like Desrem, the former strategist among the original Dark Lords, who personally slaughtered countless planets and countless lives, would not be spared even if he reformed. He has a blood debt to repay and cannot atone for his sins by laying down his sword; he will surely die.