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

Anyway, his deepest obsession is that he hasn't lived enough. In his current state, can he really say that he's dead? As long as he can reach an agreement with Old Man Bei, he can actually come out for some fresh air.

If he continues to perform well, with Ultraman Hikari, who might even one day develop technology at the level of the King of Ultra, if he wanted, he could have a good, custom-made body made for him, and peacefully part ways with Belial and have it transplanted out.

Then there will be even more things we can do.

In this new era of the universe, there might be a ship that can carry this old relic!

Anyway, it's better than constantly exchanging electric shocks with Bei Laohei.

When the thought of compromise arises, one suddenly feels a sense of vastness and freedom.

Look, if he hadn't figured things out a bit, how could he be here beating up Joda with a stick, acting like a prison guard?

This was something Lao Lei had never done before. In the past, when he encountered someone who displeased him, the emperor of the universe, he would simply send a monster to kill them on the spot, without any torture.

This is the first time I've personally interrogated a mortal. Tsk tsk tsk, this feeling is no less intense than being a cosmic emperor. Even if I had to interrogate mortals every day after I peacefully parted ways with Bei, I'd be willing to do it.

Looking at Zhouda, who appeared to be unyielding to the death, but whose Beidian trembled every time he was hit by the stick, it was clear that because he had only been resurrected a few days ago, his pain tolerance, which he had possessed as a prisoner of the Ancient A Empire, had been reset to zero, and he had to start from scratch. As a result, he subconsciously revealed a soft and weak feeling when he was hit by the stick and the electric shock.

The combination of its objective softness and its subjective firmness is simply an ultimate enjoyment, absolutely wonderful!

If he could, Lao Lei would really like to kneel down and beg Zhou Da not to give in, and to let him serve him for the rest of his life.

Of course, depending on who serves this Zoda, Zoda will show different behaviors, which is even more interesting.

Just then, Reiblood glared at him, stepped aside, and sneered, "What a tough guy! Let the Pleasant Alien set up a show for you. Old Deng, go and show him what you've got!"

"Ahem, you're the old man," the Plaisha alien whispered a reminder.

In terms of seniority and age, among all the existing people in the entire Land of Light universe, apart from the King of Ultra whose age is unknown, everyone else is a typical younger version of Ultraman in front of Reiblood. Only he can be called an old relic.

Lao Lei glared at him: "You know I'm Lao Deng, and you still dare to say it? Shout again? Shout again and I'll give you a beating!"

Zizizi!

"Hehehe, what an exaggeration! You're so impressive, former Emperor of the Universe." The old man inside Bei Laohei sneered, not bothering with Lao Lei, and directly struck him with lightning.

Reiblood may have the potential to reform, but he has been an emperor for too long, has become accustomed to wielding power, and is too willful.

If he continues to be so arrogant, even if he doesn't intend to do anything bad after being released, he will definitely become a wanted criminal by the Land of Light. Before allowing Reiblood to be released from prison, Old Black Bei must teach Reiblood a lesson for his arrogance!

"hiss!"

Rei Browne, though in pain, had to suppress it and pretend nothing was wrong.

He was interrogating Zoda, but at the same time he was struck by lightning by Bei Laohei. If word got out that this was going to get out, his reputation as a lightning striker would be ruined.

Looking at the grinning Alien Pleisher approaching, Juda, who was like a roast duck, was almost speechless: "W-what are you going to do?"

Ever since he was captured by those unreasonable guys like Super Taro and Alien Empera, he has been bullied day and night. Every time Alien Pleasant made a move, it was the most unbearable and memorable thing for him.

Originally, as a manifestation of the distortion of the universe, Juda had emotions, but not many. However, after experiencing the repeated methods of the Plesia aliens, his emotions have improved and become more complex.

Plea is a typical scoundrel. The kind of scoundrel who loves nothing more than to play tricks on others. As long as the other party can't fight back, this kind of person has plenty of tricks and abilities.

Unfortunately, he, Zhouda, is now completely powerless to resist.

numb.

Fortunately, Juda wasn't as shameless as Ultraman Belial or Alien Empera. He wouldn't yield to mere torture, even if his suffering was broadcast live.

He is the mighty monarch of the ancient A Empire, Juda, who was only recently resurrected due to the distortion of the universe!

This is such a small matter, absolutely nothing.

"Hmph hmph hmph." The Plaisha alien chuckled sinisterly.

Geek!

Zorda, who was stubbornly refusing to speak, panicked: "Why did you make that malicious laugh? Are you plotting something, you Pleasant alien? Come on, the sooner you die, the sooner you're free. I'm not afraid. Your methods won't work on me!"

“You really aren’t afraid of me, I can tell,” the Plassian said as he slowly walked around Juda, a new cane hovering in the air as if striking Juda’s heart.

"Hehe, I really have to admit that you are worthy of being the person who built such a vast Gua Empire. In some aspects, you are probably more terrifying, more troublesome, and more difficult to deal with than the Alien Empera. After all, you have been killed more than once, so you don't care so much about so-called dignity anymore... However, you are just not afraid of me anymore."

After days of torment, the Plassian aliens finally discovered a way to deal with Juda.

“Here’s what we’ll do. For the next period of time, including Super Taro, we’ll take turns hitting you, you hanging punching bag. Juda, your power isn’t limitless.”

"When you are attacked and severely damaged too many times, it will be difficult for you to recover from the damage you have suffered for at least a thousand years. Your power will weaken to an unprecedented level, to the point that we can control you."

"At that time, hehe, I will put an armor on you. The armor will look exactly like the Grant armor that caused your death. After you put on that armor, I will forcibly control your body and make you join the Andrew Super Warriors, claiming that you admire them and want to become one of them."

"You will work diligently and conscientiously there, calling every Andrew super warrior a senior, especially if any remnants of your Gua Empire are resurrected, you will be the first to rush up and kill those enemies."

"Once you've accumulated enough merit, I'll make an agreement with that old man Reibrando to discuss how to revive your subordinates in a limited time, so they can all watch you remove the Grant Armor right in front of them. Just thinking about that spectacle is so exciting."

"Oh, right, you have an older brother and a younger sister, right? Your older brother is called Phantom Emperor Mold, and Meimei is Gina, right? It's strange that the distortion of the universe can also develop kinship. But it doesn't matter. Anyway, I'll control you to kill your resurrected older brother and younger sister."

"Don't be sad about becoming one of Andrew's super warriors, rather be proud, Juda-kun!"

Holy crap, are you even human?!

Bei Laohei, who was standing to the side, gasped. He was even more hawkish than Kasa, but in the end, he was just an Ultraman. How could he be so vicious?

It wasn't just Beckham who was affected; even Reybrando, who was out for some fresh air, was also impressed.

Damn, in his era, if there was any disagreement between people, the only thing to do was to kill each other. There wasn't that much scheming and cruelty involved in torture. In this respect, the new era has truly surpassed its predecessors by a hundredfold.

To kill someone and then destroy their spirit—how terrifying!

The methods used by the Pleisha aliens torment not only one's dignity and face, but also one's very future.

It's important to know that Andrew the Super Warrior was the first in history to kill the Juda siblings, shattering the ambitions of the Gua Empire.

In other words, their power, or rather, their archenemy, is like the Land of Light to the Aliens of Empera.

In this respect, although Father of Ultra also killed Juda, it was later and he was too closely tied to the tyrant, so it was not so important.

Now, although everyone knows that you, Zhouda, are a tiger fallen into the plains and were forced into this situation, no matter how forced you are, you still treat your first nemesis's forces with the respect due to a junior, and you even rush to kill the remnants of your former subordinates, and personally kill the other two prison leaders of your own forces.

Then let me ask you, what's the difference between this and betrayal?

Some things, once is enough.

After you've done this once, who would dare to be your underling?

In this way, Juda became truly isolated. Even if he refused to surrender and found a chance to escape, he would never be able to rebuild the Gua Empire or establish any power at all.

The prerequisite for executing this method is that there are enough different ultimate powerhouses to relentlessly beat Juda multiple times, implanting their own mark into his body, forcing Juda to remain in a weakened state that can be controlled.

Coincidentally, there just happens to be so many ultimate powerhouses here, which means that this plan is flawless!

"You fucking can't, you can't, you can't, you can't do this!"

Zhou Da's tiger-like body trembled!

Since his debut, what kind of crisis hasn't he encountered? But this move today is the only one that he finds terrifying. Even his manifestation of a distorted universe isn't this vicious.

Who is truly born evil?! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!

Chapter 414 Reiblood: The most valuable work in history, you'll know once you try it.

"You can't throw a tantrum, my dear. You're a top-tier powerhouse in the universe, after all. Come on, choose one. Don't make yourself look bad."

The Pleisha alien's amused face emitted a persuasive voice, making it difficult to discern whether he desired Juda to compromise or remained defiant to the death.

Perhaps for this guy, seeing Zoda remain defiant to the death is actually the kind of fun he'd rather see.

"Don't push potential good people completely to the dark side, Pleisha alien. If I see you doing this for your own amusement again, I'm afraid I'll have to reassess your moral compass and lower your credibility within the Land of Light."

Swish!

Just as Juda was completely stunned and hesitant, he was about to grit his teeth and decide to remain defiant to the death—although he wasn't entirely against compromise, being treated so maliciously by the Pleisher aliens and given no way to back down, surrendering would only make this bastard happier. Thinking of this, he decided to endure the humiliation for the time being.

Anyway, he is immortal and will always rise again. No matter how great the setback is, he can still choose to "fight for the future".

Just then, accompanied by an aura that rivaled anyone else's, Kassadin, who had returned from the brink of death, slowly stepped into this interrogation ground.

Although they treat children gently in the Zero World, back here, the hawkish instructors of the Land of Light aren't always easy to talk to; they can be ruthless when necessary.

Zoda was a little confused.

No, I know you have a lot of Ultimate Ultra experts now, but there were already enough before, so why is there another one now? So when you surrounded and attacked me before, you didn't even use your full strength, and you didn't all attack together, right?

Although, given his strength, Lao Zhou really didn't need that many people.

But that's not the point either.

His race is Ultraman, and his attitude is to rebuke the transgressing Alien Pleasant, but the sword that Ultraman Kasa holds in his hand is full of murderous intent, exuding an aura of invincibility and immortality.

What does this mean?

Upon seeing Kassa, Bei Laohei immediately took over, looking Kassa up and down. After finding no new injuries, he reluctantly nodded: "It seems this trip went very smoothly."

"Hey, the agreed-upon time for outdoor exercise isn't over yet, there's still one minute left!" Ray Brown was mostly annoyed.

Old Bei waved his hand dismissively: "A minute is only sixty seconds. You can live for at least six billion years. You're being too petty. What's a little bit of time? You wasted 30,000 years of my life in prison, and I didn't even ask you for interest."

Sigh, that old black guy Bei is really finished.

Reibrando shook his head and sighed.

If that hotheaded Bei Laobai from 30,000 years ago were to travel back in time to check the accounts, he would definitely be dumbfounded on the spot and would immediately ask, "Wait, when did I become so fussy that I would actually take the initiative to care about a brat?"

Then he'd probably get punched flat by the current Bei Lao Hei (a nickname for a black man).

But forget it, so many years have passed, who could understand the relationship between Bei Laohei and Kasa, who are master and apprentice, better than him?

Let's save this minute for next time we can go out for some fresh air together, it doesn't matter.

Ray Brown's greatness needs no further explanation!

"It was alright, but the enemy was indeed not simple."

Kasa responded, then looked at the Plaisia ​​aliens and the bound Juda.

The Alien Pleiades raised his hands. "Fine, I'll behave myself. Since even Ultraman Kasa has warned me, there's nothing I can do about it. Now, nobody's willing to cooperate with the mischief. Sigh, we've lost our sense of humor."

Be mindful of the intensity.

They actually made it look quite convincing. If you didn't know better, you'd think the Plesia aliens were some lonely, destitute old people who were just playing pranks because they wanted someone to play with them.

However, if one is truly deceived by such an illusion, then one will end up like Juda.