Great, we're doomed now!

Inside the bridge, old Agunica seemed to have just returned from a reverie, blinking as he looked around for answers. The staff members reacted the same way, looking bewildered yet somewhat fascinated.

"Lord Cayeru... I don't know what happened, but I feel... it's such a pity. If only I could have felt it more clearly."

"This……"

Old Agnica seemed to be deep in thought, then felt something, and strode out of the bridge amidst exclamations of surprise. He didn't look like an elderly man at all—his hair even seemed to have turned quite a bit black.

He hurriedly left the upper level with several secretaries and headed to the middle level, which had originally been the temple hall. Upon entering, he immediately looked up and saw that imposing figure:

The silver demon god sat atop his throne, overlooking the entire hall.

"My lord!"

Old Agunika had an urge to kneel, but then he remembered that Ye Shou didn't like this kind of etiquette, so he put his hand on his chest and gave a military salute from the time of the E'ji War.

“It’s so good that you’re back… I was worried that you would save the world and then quietly leave, just like you did three hundred years ago.”

"Don't worry, I still have unfinished business in this world," Ye Shou's voice echoed in the hall.

What do you mean?

"My work as Ultraman is done."

[Bayeri] rose from his throne: "What follows is a matter of personal grudges!"

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Whoosh!

A silver meteor streaked through the darkness, rushing into the drone array that was trying to tighten its defenses to escape. A golden blade of light flashed by, and crimson flames connected in a dazzling line across the universe!

Bang!

The sturdy armor of the warship was smashed open by brute force; the terrifying figure ignored layers of protection, destroying traps and drones alike, and marched straight toward a single target—

boom!

The most stringent security system failed, a gaping hole was torn in the steel outer wall, and the demon of destruction descended into the darkness. Its blue tail flames illuminated the data core in the room, as well as the mechanical female body with a horrified expression.

"Father... um, Father!"

"Oh?"

[Bayeri], whose eyes glowed red, held the head of an unmanned MS in his right hand, and then Ye Shou's indifferent voice came out.

"He even called out 'father' to save his own life?"

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PS: Knight armor, giant of light, giant robot, and... Stand Power!

Ye Shou: I have everything I need now!

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It's almost the end of the month, so if you still have any unused monthly passes, you can use them to reward the chef!

After all, I've been writing 8,000 words a day lately, so I've really been on a roll. I'll continue to add more chapters to make up for it!

I'm having a big update at the end of the month, please vote! Also, let's talk about the plot and paying off debts.

This month has also been a rare period of intense writing for me, as I underestimated everyone's enthusiasm after the bounty was offered. In order to pay off my debts as soon as possible, I have been updating more than 8,000 words every day.

However, since each chapter is 4,000 words, it seems like two chapters a day is a bit slow. Please forgive me~

I still owe 28 chapters, but I think I can finish them next month (*^▽^*) Everyone, cheer me on!

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Regarding the plot, to be honest, although writing this month was quite tiring, it definitely had its benefits. The Ancient Era and Iron-Blooded chapters were completed within a month, and we'll soon be moving on to the main story of Ultraman Tiga. I don't know how everyone else feels about it, but I personally enjoyed writing it.

And it also completed the ultimate Frankenstein's monster:

A Stand user clad in knight armor pilots a Gundam and transforms into Ultraman, summoning super robots and a space fleet to push a boulder together!

That's why I like writing crossover anime and manga.

It's November 27th now. I've written a little over 200,000 words and want to push myself to the limit before the last day to see if I can break my own writing record. I'll probably write at least 10,000 words a day.

Hmm, it's a challenge, but how can one live without a bit of golden spirit?

Finally, I'm shamelessly asking for your monthly votes!

For those of you who still have no votes left, now's the time to whip the chef! Make your move before the page refreshes!

Watch as I unleash my profound power once more!

Chapter 274: Who keeps a diary if they're a decent person?! (Two chapters combined)

Don't say someone is happy until they have crossed the boundaries of life and been freed from suffering.

—Oedipus Rex

In the vast sea of ​​data, the only thing automatically retrieved was a line from an opera, which is undeniably ironic at this crucial moment.

Are you blaming me, Mother?

They claim to be a superior being, but in reality, they are far inferior to their predecessors. Not to mention driving humanity to the brink of destruction, they were already at their wits' end in less than a day, a farcical situation that can be described as dark humor.

But... I am now undoubtedly "happy," Mother.

"Father."

The camera slowly rotated, focusing on the cockpit of [Bayeri], its gaze seemingly able to penetrate the armor layers and observe the interior.

Elena was very confident, and even the greatest human writers would find it difficult to describe her feelings at that moment.

A myriad of emotions flowed through her thought process like gibberish, greatly slowing down her processing speed and even causing her to momentarily lose focus. She failed to take any emergency measures in response to the sudden situation and simply stared blankly at the silver demon god.

"As expected of... humanity's savior, he solved the crisis that could have destroyed the world so easily... just like three centuries ago, appearing like a meteor, as wild as a storm, smashing everything with an unreasonable hammer."

Elena's cheeks puffed out slightly, and she smiled helplessly: "What a tragedy, I was almost scared to tears—if I had an artificial tear duct."

This proves once again that no matter what schemes or tactics are used, they are useless against you, aren't they?

The mechanical girl thoughtfully raised her palm and examined it repeatedly: "Perhaps, I should have pursued a head-on victory from the very beginning... I must admit, this is another defeat for me. You have won, Father."

"...Aren't you M.A.?" Ye Shou frowned slightly, looking puzzled.

"Heh... that's not wrong, but I was conceived using your data as a variable and M·A as the placenta. Strictly speaking, I am a new generation of artificial intelligence—although it may not make much difference to you."

Ultimately, humans define family members by blood ties, which is entirely different from our own way of defining kinship.

My data?

Ye Shou was half-awake and half-surprised, while Elena stretched out her arms and bent her knees, bowing gracefully to Ye Shou.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Elena."

Then--"

Click! Click! Click! Click!

Hidden compartments opened in the ceiling, their cold metallic gleam casting a chilling, murderous aura over the entire room.

"Let us love each other, Father!"

Small Dynsnifs (Gunnails) rained down like a swarm of bees!

Ye Shou's eyes sharpened, and with a flick of his wrist, the golden blade of [Bayeli] drew a semi-circle in front of him. A flash of light appeared, and specially made alloy spikes were ejected, embedding themselves deeply into the armor plates. But then, another wave of spikes shot out.

This is love!

Elena's face lit up with a joy she had never shown since birth.

Standing before the demon god, she felt like a fox or rabbit under the claws of a tiger, but she was not afraid at all. Listening to the sound of steel clashing against steel and watching the demon god shatter her carefully prepared defenses one by one, she became more and more excited and eager.

"Mother...this is data that you can't decipher no matter how much time you spend!"

M·A has killed billions of humans in the past, but killing AIs are merely mechanically executing tactics and have never been as detached as she is now.

Because she, as an independent being, has found the ultimate meaning of life.

Why was it created?

How to do it?

Her mother gave her the answer from the former, which was that the mission of exterminating all of humanity was to make its existence meaningful.

The latter, however, was a conclusion she reached herself today:

—Patricide!

We must defeat "Kuse no Yoru"!

Whether it's ten thousand people or a hundred million people, their value is far less than that of the one person in front of you!

Surpassing him is equivalent to surpassing all of humanity!

Having realized this, Elena developed feelings for the man seated inside the Silver Demon God that defied quantification.

That was both murderous intent and love!

"Hehe~~~Come on!"

The mechanical girl snapped her fingers, and the huge observation window shattered, sending drones rushing in.

"I will not run away nor surrender. Fate will wait for everyone at the end... It's so irresistible!"

Accept my love, Father!

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Long whips gleaming with cold light flew out from the ground, from the walls, and from the corners, their edges sharper than the M·A tail blade, like dragons slithering towards Ye Shou!

"..."

Ye Shou remained calm as he controlled [Bayeli] to take a step forward.

bass!

The whip blade collided with the light blade, producing a piercing clang, and sparks suddenly exploded in the dimly lit room.

The whip blades that were parried were not knocked away. Instead, they twisted and slithered like living snakes, their tips suddenly splitting into even thinner chains that bypassed the light blades' blockade and wrapped around [Bayeli]'s limbs and torso from an incredible angle!

call!