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

However, with the integration of life solidification technology, the power of these scattered evil spirits has been gathered together, resulting in a qualitative change.

Of course, if it were just a fusion of evil spirits, despite its enormous size, it would still be something that an ordinary Ultra Warrior could handle on his own.

The problem lies in the endless stream of black mist emanating from the depths of that mountain. Countless wisps of black mist, enough to completely engulf the entire globe without any dilution, have all been mixed into the fusion of evil spirits, amplifying what should have been a slightly stronger monster into an extremely oppressive and threatening entity.

Even at this stage, Kassadin still has a chance to defeat it using normal methods.

But that won't work. With normal light and tactics, the collective evil spirits would be defeated and die, but their bodies would not be completely destroyed, leaving behind an excessively large portion.

This part of the body will immediately scatter and flee, merging into the underlying logic of the entire world. Just as no one could detect it before the black mist appeared, it may disperse into a large number of new evil spirits in the future, endangering people's safety everywhere.

Given that, what needs to be done is quite obvious, isn't it?

"Zoffy, Max..."

Let the strength you share with me once again stand with me and fight side by side!

In that instant, the frail fifty-meter-tall body of Kasana suddenly grew to a massive size. Standing on the earth, Kasana's body, shimmering with silver light mixed with red and blue hues, burst forth with even more intense light, growing to a full three hundred meters tall!

Three hundred meters of light should pale in comparison to that tens of thousands of meters of pitch-black monster; it is still nothing more than a faint firefly in the darkness.

But the presence of this faint firefly was so strong that even the pitch-black monster, which had swelled to its limit, couldn't help but take notice and howl, letting out a terrifying roar that echoed throughout the entire Earth and even through the atmosphere, reverberating in the universe beyond the planet.

It moved its thousands upon thousands of bizarrely intertwined limbs, wriggling as it tried to devour the firefly whose presence was stronger than the entire planet.

In response, Kasa simply touched the Ultra Bracelet on his wrist and used all the energy stored inside as a reserve for when he was weak while traveling.

Swish!

The next second, a lightsaber that stretched across the entire starry sky, its length completely invisible to the human eye, including those space stations outside Earth, appeared out of nowhere and slashed down without the slightest hesitation.

It was so easy that it seemed to go unimpeded.

The sounds of "poof poof poof" echoed continuously from the monster, which was tens of thousands of meters tall. It howled angrily as it resisted the slash, but all its resistance was so powerless and fragile. With this one blow, it lost all ability to fight back and could no longer hinder the feat that Kasa was about to accomplish.

The lightsaber that had attracted everyone's attention was immediately disintegrated after it had served its purpose, without wasting any energy, and its 300-meter length was reduced to a mere 50 meters.

All the savings were for that miracle that was to come.

That skill belonging to the Land of Light, which he learned from Zoffy, was a miracle that allowed him and Zoffy, who were merely ordinary people, to reach the strongest beings standing at the pinnacle of the universe, even though they were beings capable of harming the Captain and Alien Empera!

"M87 Ray—!"

Boom!

The immense recoil, so great that even the chief instructor of the Land of Light couldn't fully withstand it, pushed Kassa backward continuously. He was visibly struggling, and his right hand, which had released this amazing beam of light from the Land of Light, began to crackle and suffer damage.

Regardless of the injury caused by the hand chop, the M87 Beam was simply too powerful, so powerful that even Max, who had also mastered the Gigantamax and Galaxy Greatsword techniques, could not learn it.

The only one who has mastered this move perfectly so far is the captain.

Even Zoffy wasn't that proficient with it yet; otherwise, he wouldn't have avoided using this move most of the time because he was troubled by the difficulty of adjusting its power each time.

Although Kasa managed to master it through talent and hard work, he ultimately did not reach the level of the captain, and was still somewhat inferior to Zoffy. When he released too much power, it was very likely to affect him, and he himself would be harmed by that power.

But just like his attitude towards lifting the ban on the guillotine, even if it hurts him, he should try his best to learn what he can master.

"..."

Having transcended world boundaries and watched this magnificent scene through Yotsuya Miko's live stream, both Hikigaya Hachiman and Hibiki Yuta were speechless.

Hachiman Hikigaya has never forgotten, never forgotten.

He watched it when he was very young, and he fell in love with it. He watched Ultraman, loved Ultraman, and was deeply fascinated by Ultraman.

At that time, he often had a dream, a dream of seeing the real Ultraman with his own eyes.

That dream, perhaps it has changed a lot since he grew up, he has become more realistic, and he knows that there is no real Ultraman in the world.

But that dream has never been forgotten, it has just been buried deep in my heart, and I have never told anyone about it.

And now, he was watching with his own eyes the Ultra Warrior that had appeared before him.

That wasn't any Ultraman I knew, the one who accompanied me through my childhood; it was a completely unfamiliar Ultraman, devoid of any sentimental value, one I didn't even recognize.

But the sense of satisfaction that Hachiman Hikigaya gained was more profound than ever before.

Watching Kasa use his own blood as bait to protect the world, watching Kasa use moves that would harm himself, watching him risk everything for a stranger—a stranger so unfamiliar that even Yotsuya Miko, a friend in the group, was someone he had only known for a few days.

Whether we know each other or not, whether we share a sentimental connection or not, none of that matters anymore.

"Go for it—Go for it, Ultraman Kassapa!!"

Hibiki Yuta doesn't have that kind of sentiment or dream, but some feelings are universal!

Even if he didn't have the same lifelong passion for Ultraman as Hachiman Hikigaya, at least for now, Yuta Hibiki was genuinely shocked and truly understood what it felt like to see an Ultraman appear before you, protecting everything.

So, even though they knew very well that their shouts here made them seem like they had suddenly gone insane in the eyes of Rikka Takarada and Yukino Yukinoshita, Yuuta Hibiki and Hachiman Hikigaya still couldn't help but shout out!

Boom—

The most beautiful fireworks burst forth in a dazzling display.

The monster, further inflated by the M87 beam, had already crossed the atmosphere and entered the universe.

The pitch-black fog, the bizarre and terrifying evil spirits, and the extremely high temperature of the M87 beam all began to gradually disappear, leaving only a fireworks display that descended to all parts of the earth.

The purified remains were no longer terrifying; they were like dazzling fireworks, falling silently from the sky like snowflakes.

Kyosuke Yotsuya and Hana reached out in a daze to catch one of the fireworks, and the beautiful firework gradually disappeared in their palms.

Only then did the earth-shattering sound of the explosion resound across the globe.

According to the laws of physics, such a huge sound wave would shatter everyone's eardrums, making everyone unable to hear any sound anymore.

However, after finishing firing the M87 beam, Kassadin disregarded his injured right hand and used a special technique to eliminate the negative effects of the sonic boom.

The resounding cries that echoed across the land conveyed only the tangible sense that "it's all finally over," and the real feeling that they had indeed witnessed and experienced this apocalypse and miracle, which was even more legendary than any myth.

At this moment, how many people wish they could sprout wings and fly to the giant of light who truly stands on the land of this world?

It's probably impossible to calculate it all already.

But none of them had wings, so they could only raise their heads. Those who had survived the ordeal could not contain their excitement, some were sobbing softly, and some had lost their usual composure and dignity, crying and laughing at the same time.

The natural light of the solar system once again shone on this blue planet.

Rom and his companions failed, the evil spirits rioted, and black mist spewed forth.

But from the very first second that Kassa came into this world until the end of the battle, he did not let anyone die, did not let anyone actually commit suicide, and did not let anyone be truly harmed by the evil spirits.

The pitch-black mist was blasted away, and in the end, only pure and benevolent spirits like the father of the child remained in this world.

Without the black mist and other sources of evil, it will be difficult for new evil spirits to be born in this ordinary world. And good spirits like the father of the child will probably drift away with the wind after his wife and children have died of old age.

But the possibility of exorcists already lies dormant deep within people's bloodlines, and new 'visible people' will likely be born in the future.

At that time, they would face a clear and clean world, unlike their elders who had to be in danger of being preyed upon by evil spirits every day and risk death to play the role of helpless heroes in the dark apocalypse.

Having experienced such an apocalypse, the people here will likely understand the preciousness of life more clearly, reduce the frequency of wars, and realize the importance of peace.

Kasa's eyes were gentle, filled with beautiful hopes, and he sincerely blessed this world and this planet.

The timer on his chest was flashing rapidly as he reached a red light zone that hadn't appeared even during the rescue of L77. He was running out of energy and had also suffered some injuries.

Therefore, no matter how much people around the world called out and pleaded for a chance to stay for a few more seconds, the giant of light under the sunlight slowly disappeared.

Approaching Yotsuya Miko, whose emotions were indescribably complex, was Uncle Kasa, who looked to be only in his early twenties and wore a genuine smile.

He looked tenderly at Jianzi, at this poor girl who had been living in fear ever since she awakened her Yin-Yang eyes and could no longer reveal her true feelings, and said softly, "From now on, you will also 'not be able to see', Jianzi."

Yotsuya Miko opened her mouth, but hesitated. She wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say. It was as if nothing she said could express her thoughts.

In the end, she could only look at the middle-aged man in front of her, take one last deep breath, and nod heavily with a nasal tone: "Mm!"

He immediately turned around, raised his hands to his mouth, making a megaphone shape, and the next second, let out a long-suppressed, meaningless shout: "Ah—"

An echo reverberated through the empty valley.

Since she was able to see it, she has been suppressing her emotions for far too long, so long that her acting skills have become superb, and she has even been given the ID "Movie King" by the chat group.

However, she never wanted to pretend or act; she just wanted to be her most authentic and comfortable self in front of her family and friends.

A true Yotsuya Miko is finally liberated at this moment, returning to her carefree self.

It's over, it's all over.

"what……"

Slumped in the chair, resting his head on the back for the first time, Bruce let out the same meaningless sigh of tension followed by a relaxed feeling of being in good condition.

The feeling of sympathy for one's own kind can be quite wonderful when you see your fellow human beings survive a terrible apocalypse.

Bruce squinted slightly, quietly enjoying the moment: "Alfred, I'm in a very good mood right now."

“I see it, sir.”

Alfred no longer wanted to guess whether this was the effect of the clown virus. If the master could maintain this good spirits every day, he wouldn't want to delve into it. "I hope you can keep it up."

“This is difficult, Alfred.”

Bruce smiled and said, "Perhaps only when Gotham is cured and the city no longer needs Batman will I be able to find true peace."

Then, that's the end of our short break.

Bruce selflessly suppressed his smile, no longer focusing all his attention on the live stream in the chat group. He devoted half of his time to continuing the work that he had stopped due to various emotions, rapidly pressing various buttons and refining the information about the world of Miko and Kasa.

Now that things have come to this, it's time to consider laying out the facts with them.

He had already witnessed Kassadin's immense power, capable of easily destroying an entire planet, and how, even when facing that mountain-sized, pitch-black evil spirit at the beginning, Kassadin could only throw out half of the crystal before they perished together.

If it weren't for the almost unsolvable, endless black mist, the humans on Kasa's side could have survived the apocalypse simply by relying on Kasa's crystals.

Now here's the problem.

In Gotham, what the hell is that thing that can consume all of Kassadin's crystals in just three seconds without ever showing its true form?!

Chapter 77 The Source of the Black Mist, the Familiar of the Evil God (Part 1)

"...Is Hibiki-kun really alright?"

"Or should we call the mental hospital?"

Today has been a strange day, with me feeling sad and heavy one moment, then excited and thrilled the next, then laughing and crying, shouting and yelling, and even gesturing wildly. Now, I can't help but let out a silly, unrestrained grin that's practically bursting out from under my eyes.

The way he's grinning like that makes it seem like he's witnessed the finale of Ultraman Tiga. You'd think he'd personally experienced or seen a real Ultraman TV finale.

Faced with the silly Hibiki Yuta, Takarada Rikka, who had begun to regard him as a familiar friend, couldn't help but feel conflicted and suspicious. Shinjo Akane, who was smiling, was twirling her hair and playing with her fingers, seemingly thinking about something, and also suggested a mental hospital.