Ultraman's opening scene: lifting up Kuroshio Island

If we can resolve this issue, then we can save ourselves the trouble of dealing with the rest.

Unfortunately, the two Pleiadians did not grant Minghui's wish. Instead, they extended a warm invitation and hosted a small dinner for him.

At the banquet, Minghui and the Plaisia ​​aliens toasted each other, and once they got into the mood, Minghui forgot about everything else.

He was already in a state of subtle excitement because of his greatly increased strength, and this drinking session allowed him to release some of his pent-up emotions.

However, while Minghui and the Plesia aliens could fight for three hundred rounds without any problems, Roland was different. After just a few drinks, Roland, who looked like a human girl but was actually a cosmic monster, became a bit too much.

"Hey, Roland, are you alright?"

Minghui waved his hand in front of Roland and called out.

"Um...I...I'm fine..."

Roland mumbled something indistinctly.

But even though she said she was fine, her head had already started to sway back and forth, and she almost fell into the plate in front of her several times.

"Tch, this little bird is no good, it can't even handle a few drinks."

The Plassia alien tilted his head back, downed a glass of wine in one gulp, and then curled his lip.

"I...I told you! Don't...call me..."

Roland, whose consciousness was already beginning to wane, retorted, but before she could finish her sentence, her head suddenly drooped down.

"Boom!"

With a muffled thud, Roland's head hit the table, and he stopped moving.

Minghui glanced down at it, then turned his head away as if nothing had happened.

No problem, the monster's head won't break!

He picked up his glass and looked at the Plassia alien, but then paused, startled.

The Pleisher alien was staring at him, its eyes seemingly filled with regret.

Minghui was a little confused by the look he was getting, and he asked in bewilderment:

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, just a bit of a pity."

The Plaisia ​​alien shook his head, clinked glasses with Minghui, and said:

"If only I had discovered your talent sooner, I could have taught you my magic and put my mind at ease."

"It's not too late now! To be honest, I'm quite interested in magic."

Upon hearing this, Minghui's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed with delight.

"No, it's too late."

The Plassian shook his head again. He glanced at Minghui and then said:

"Now that you've reached this level, you no longer need my magic; it's useless to you now."

He paused slightly, then curled his lip downwards and continued:

"Besides, you're being watched by that guy I hate, and I won't teach the kind of people he's watching."

Upon hearing the words of the Alien Pleisher, Minghui's eyes flickered slightly, and he tentatively asked:

"You mean the King of Ultra?"

"King of Ultra? Tch, I'd rather call him Pix."

The Plaisha alien didn't hide anything; he spoke frankly, his tone carrying a hint of hostility.

"From what you're saying, it seems you two have some kind of grudge. What is it...?"

With a gossipy glint in his eyes, Minghui slowly asked.

He had been curious about the relationship between the two of them for a long time, and now that he had the chance to find out, he certainly wouldn't let it pass.

Hey, if only I knew some of Old Wang's dark history...

But before Minghui could finish speaking, the Plaisia ​​alien waved his hand, interrupting him:

"That was a long time ago, I don't want to talk about it. You just need to know that I hate that guy Pique, and Pique doesn't really like me either."

"I just wish he were rich now, otherwise I would definitely teach him a lesson!"

The Plassia alien grinned, revealing a cold smile.

"Ah, okay."

Minghui clicked his tongue in regret, realizing that the Pleisher aliens really didn't want to say anything more about this.

However, they didn't seem to have any deep-seated hatred.

Minghui's mind raced, then he changed the subject, saying:

"It's okay, it's nothing, that's between the two of you, it won't affect our relationship, we'll just do our own thing."

And to be honest, I've disliked Old Wang for a long time too. When you're going to deal with him, you have to call me in; I want to lend a hand!

"Ha, Old Wang? I like that name."

A smile appeared on the lips of the Plaisia ​​alien. He reached out and patted Minghui on the shoulder, then said:

"I know you're just saying that casually. When that day comes, you might end up siding with someone else."

"But you're right, what we two did was our own thing, it has nothing to do with that old guy."

"hey-hey!"

Minghui smiled, pursing his lips.

Immediately, the two glasses filled with wine clinked together, and the two drank them down in one gulp.

After downing another glass of wine, Minghui turned to look at Roland, who was still slumped over the table. He thought for a moment, then said to the Plaisia ​​alien:

“If you want to pass on your magic, I think Roland would be a good choice.”

"she?"

The Plaisha alien curled his lip and said without hesitation:

"She won't do. This little bird is too stupid; she's not cut out for magic at all."

"Let's give it a try, just in case..."

Minghui offered a word of advice, but before he could finish, he suddenly frowned and looked up.

At almost the same time, the Pleisher aliens made the same move as him.

They were on a rooftop terrace, so when they looked up, they could see the starry night sky.

But that wasn't what Minghui was focused on. He narrowed his eyes slightly and peered directly into the universe.

Where his gaze was fixed, a large area of ​​space suddenly fluctuated, followed by a series of flashes of light, and hundreds of warships leaped into the air.

The warships were arranged in neat rows, their bows pointing directly into the planet's interior, exuding a sense of solemnity.

The Pleisher alien clearly noticed this as well; his gaze darkened and his expression turned cold.

"It seems... they're up to no good!"

Minghui glanced at the expression on the face of the Plaisia ​​alien and said softly.

He had previously learned that the Pleiadians had established rules for this star system, prohibiting space jumps near Elysium, and all visitors had to travel there dutifully.

Now, someone has broken this rule.

Furthermore, this fleet doesn't look like it's here for fun.

"An army of Aliens Empera? What are they doing here?"

At this moment, the Plassia alien stood up, leaning on his cane, and said something in a low voice.

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Minghui was slightly taken aback.

He then carefully observed the fleet and, sure enough, saw the symbols of the Alien Empera on the hulls of those warships.

Minghui's heart stirred slightly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

It shouldn't have anything to do with me, right?

Just then, the fleet had completed its jump, and the constantly flashing streaks of light stopped.

At the same time, the largest warship at the front of the fleet fired a beam of light, and a huge phantom slowly unfolded in the universe.

"I am a Mefilas alien, and I belong to His Majesty Emperor Empera, the Dark Emperor. I have come here for only one thing."

Hand over Ultraman Sevis!

An arrogant voice echoed, traveling from the universe into the planet's interior. It was unclear what technology was used, but it spread throughout the entire planet.

The once bustling planet fell silent for a moment, followed by an uproar.

Few are unaware of the name of the Alien Empera, and everyone is filled with dread in the face of such a ruthless individual.

But that wasn't all; the voice of the Mefilas aliens continued to ring out:

“Plesia aliens, I know this is your territory, but while others may fear you, I certainly don’t!”

I'm giving you ten minutes to hand over Sevis, or my army will raze your planet to the ground!

As soon as he finished speaking, a clamor almost erupted.

Immediately afterwards, countless Taoist figures soared into the air, using various means to observe the universe, prepared to flee if things went wrong.

This planet is indeed a rare and wonderful place to have fun, but you have to be alive to enjoy it.

Meanwhile, many people have started to shout, demanding that the Plassia aliens hand over the people the Mefilas aliens are demanding.

But most people didn't do that. They were long-time customers of this planet and knew that while the Aliens of Empera were not to be trifled with, the master of this planet was not so easy to mess with either.

"Oh dear, it seems I've caused you trouble."

Minghui looked slightly embarrassed. He stood up, turned his head slightly, and said to the Plaisia ​​alien:

"Give me a little time, I'll take care of that noisy guy outside right away."