Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods.

Bathed in flames, their forms seemed to rise from an endless abyss, filled with intense hatred, ready to repay humanity for everything they had suffered.

The masterminds who had already caused countless victims behind the scenes instinctively felt fear and issued orders to attack.

Western countries and other nations launched missiles carrying nuclear warheads toward Tokyo, and even Tokyo's own leaders launched space-based weapons immediately.

In an instant, the gathered flames scattered like fireworks, traversing thousands of kilometers in a flash, creating a spectacular meteor shower in every corner of the earth.

The blazing flames descended to the ground, transforming into humanoid silhouettes wreathed in flames, unleashing their revenge throughout the city, setting everything in their path ablaze.

...

On a city street, a man who was beating a young child with a stick tied to his burlap sack and grinning maliciously heard a sound behind him and instinctively turned around, where a flash of red light came into view.

In the outer city near the wilderness, several grinning teenagers pushed a cursed child, who was stuffed into a box, into a large pit, ignoring the cries of the young children, and continued to fill the pit with soil.

Until the scorching flames emerged from the earth, pulling them deep into the soil, and the flames set them ablaze.

In a corner of the city, several middle-aged men in police uniforms pulled the trigger again and again into the darkness, venting their frustration and anger at their superiors, continuing even as blood flowed to their feet.

Figures enveloped in flames appeared, and they raised their hands to set them ablaze. As pain surged, the small faces of children who had been tortured to death for their own pleasure appeared.

Those once small and powerless figures now appeared terrifying to him; they seemed to be standing right in front of him, their faces like demons, silently taking their revenge on him.

The pain came in waves, each time several times more intense than the previous ones, and it kept getting worse.

Similar scenes unfold in every corner of the world, where avengers returning from hell use the divine authority to exact revenge on their perpetrators.

Towering flames rose over the city, turning all those who had persecuted the cursed child into torches, the blazing flames amplifying the harm they had inflicted on their victims a thousandfold.

The flames set them ablaze, making them scream clearly. The avengers gave the perpetrators ample time to wail and repent, but gave them no chance or time to start over.

Beatings, shootings, drownings, beheadings, and suffocation—these were the crimes they had committed. The pain they inflicted far exceeded what most people could bear, making them clearly understand the suffering they had inflicted on others.

Looking around, cities in the Americas, Europe, Africa, the Middle East, Southeast Asia, South Asia, Korea, and island nations have been reduced to a sea of ​​fire.

Longbo hovered in the sky, silently watching everything. His gaze swept across the entire world, and the monsters called Gastrea calmed down in accordance with the will of the gods.

Their long-distorted bodies gradually recovered, their lost memories began to return, and they began to feel the various auras of this world anew.

Having done all this, Longbo ignored the subtle fluctuations in the power of revenge on his body and turned his gaze to the Mefilas alien. He calmly stared at the other party, and his hoarse voice fell.

"Mefilas, we meet again."

Chapter 199 Aliens and Earthlings

Longbo stood in the sky, his majestic figure casting a shadow that enveloped the burning town. The very few people in Tokyo who had not been consumed by the flames, as well as the cursed children who lingered and observed on the edge of the town, looked up at the sky and took in his figure.

In His palm, Mefilas subtly swept the surrounding flames, then responded with a perfectly timed smile, "It is my honor, great Balancer."

"I never imagined that I would have the chance to see you again after coming to this universe."

The silver-haired girl beside Mefilas looked cautiously at the god known as the Balancer, her rather reserved gaze mixed with a hint of curiosity.

She vaguely remembered hearing similar things from her family before she was taken away.

It is said that people in other countries believe that the so-called God is the root cause of all these disasters, and that He was a monster evolved from Gastrea ten thousand years ago.

Therefore, people in those European and American countries launched demonstrations, demanding that their governments destroy the statues and historical sites left over from their long history.

"Is this... the god people talk about from ten thousand years ago?" the silver-haired girl murmured to herself.

Longbo's gaze fell on Mefilas, and with a thought, he learned what Mefilas had been doing since arriving here, which surprised him somewhat.

“Mefilas, it seems that Earth has changed you quite a bit, that you would choose to do something like this.”

As he spoke, Longbo gave the silver-haired girl a meaningful look, the meaning of which was self-evident.

However, upon hearing this, Mefilas's smile instantly froze, and Lombard's words about his behavior caused cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

"That's not entirely true..."

Mefilas explained with a forced smile, "Although what happened in that country and those people left a deep impression on me, it's not enough to make me change my mind."

"Everything I've done is simply to have my game played here. I presume you are aware of the thoughts and actions of our race..."

Facing the high and mighty Longbo, Mefilas no longer tried to cover up his true intentions with evasive tactics or lies as he had with humans and Ultraman. Instead, he directly and bluntly stated his most fundamental purpose.

Facing God, he dared not hide anything. He knew that the God before him could find him across countless universes simply by following the clues after he had thought about it in his mind. Honest explanation was the best choice.

"You are very honest."

Longbo could naturally see that although Mefilas's ideas had been slightly altered by humans, his motivation for saving the cursed child on this earth was still driven by a mischievous spirit, wanting to pull off something big.

Therefore, he guided the girl to sign the transaction agreement and obtain legal ownership of the Earth.

However, a gentleman judges by his actions, not by his intentions.

Regardless of what Mefilas was thinking, he did indeed heal the Cursed Child according to the contract and was preparing to find ways to make further changes.

Therefore, Longbo didn't dislike Mefilas's behavior too much. He gently raised his hand, and two contracts flew out from Mefilas and the silver-haired girl, landing in front of Longbo.

This action startled Mefilas so much that his face froze again, his expression shifting unpredictably, turning pale and then red.

But soon, the two contracts were returned to their hands under their watchful eyes, which relieved Mephiras. Although he didn't know what God was thinking, at least He didn't seem to be going to pursue the matter.

but…

Mefilas glanced at the burning flames around him and thought to himself that it was a pity. He could tell that these flames and the dead had a strong purpose.

Those who were killed deserved it, and the remaining people, though few in number, were at least innocent. In this way, even if he gained ownership of this Earth, he could no longer cause trouble.

The fact that they were spared means they are innocent. If you still want to cause trouble under these circumstances, you're just asking for death.

Seeing this, Mefilas's fear subsided, and he knew that his life might be saved. So his mind became active again, and he once again resumed his original smiling appearance.

"Lord Balancer, did you come here because of these children? Speaking of which, the humans on this Earth are so wicked that even I, a cosmic being, can't stand them."

He took the girl's hand, his eyes filled with genuine pity, but his tone was somewhat enigmatic:

"I've caused trouble on so many planets... and traveled all over the world, but I've only ever seen one race do something like this. It's truly disgusting."

His words reminded the silver-haired girl of her past experiences, and fear returned to her eyes.

Longbo took in everything. At this moment, Mefilas's thoughts were laid bare before Him, which made Him feel a deep sense of meaning: "Ancient humans... really, even the Mefilas aliens have begun to walk the path of moral decay?"

Longbo could clearly sense that although Mefilas said he was unaffected, in reality, his mind was gradually developing thoughts that leaned towards humanity.

But the Mefilas aliens themselves haven't realized this yet and are still being stubborn.

This Mefilas was born in the Light Star Universe, which leans towards rationality, if he had been born in the main universe where emotion and hope coexist.

Longbo couldn't even imagine the extent to which this Mefilas alien would be corrupted by human goodness.

As expected, both Earth and humans in the Otsu system are poisonous.

The former can attract a large number of powerful beings from all corners of the universe to come to Earth to line up and die, while the latter can make the universe's first civilization fall in love to death and also whitewash many aliens who have committed many evils in the universe.

"The Earth and humanity of the Aurora System are terrifying indeed." This was the thought that finally came to Longbo's mind.

But Longbo obviously wouldn't tell Mefilas these things; he looked at the smiling Mefilas and heard the chilling truth that horrified him.

No, I came because of you.

"... "

Mefilas froze, this was already the umpteenth time today that his smile had frozen. He uncontrollably recalled whether he had crossed any lines in the past few years.

From the day he met the god, he traveled to a certain country, forged documents, and joined a newly established defense force.

The area is vast and populous, and as a result, it is frequently attacked by the monstrous beasts, suffering severe damage.

It was precisely because of this that he fought there many times, saw another side of humanity that he had never seen before, and felt that the human race was actually not bad. He then understood why Ultraman would protect humanity.

Because this was a direct decree from the gods, Mefilas dared not slack off in the slightest, and diligently confronted various events every day. Occasionally, there were scenes where the defense forces were unable to win, and Ultraman was fighting on the island nation.

He then transformed into another Ultraman and went forward to fight the Wei Huo Beast and other aliens.

Over the years, due to his outstanding achievements and leadership skills, he has been promoted one after another and has become the team leader.

However, there was something that puzzled the Alien Mefilas: in many battles, he became more and more adept at transforming into Ultraman, and he was able to use Ultraman's signature moves with ease.

So much so that when he occasionally wanted to transform back into his own form to rest, his first instinct was to transform into Ultraman, a situation that terrified him.

He belatedly realized that he seemed to be gradually forgetting that he was a Mefilas alien and not Ultraman.

This is a terrifying thing for Mefilas. You see, he has been having fun in the universe as a Mefilas alien for many years, but after playing Ultraman on Earth for a few years, he has begun to forget his identity.

This is practically a horror movie.

Until yesterday, he led his team in fighter jets to intercept the aliens as usual, but he did not expect that the opponent was the Baltan alien, who was no less powerful than him and even slightly superior to him.

Forced to fight, he transformed once again and finally won a hard-won victory, but he was still seriously injured. To make matters worse, his identity was revealed to the defense team by the dying Baltan alien.

The Mefilas alien left, thinking of changing his identity and applying for a job in the defense forces of other countries, and then, in the blink of an eye, he appeared here.

Where am I? How did I get here?

The Mefilas aliens, completely unaware of the situation, spent a mere five minutes learning about the state of this world before their dormant mischievous spirits stirred. And then, coincidentally, they encountered the silver-haired girl, leading to these events.

As his memories faded, the Mefilas alien belatedly realized he was sweating profusely; he had actually spaced out and hadn't answered the Balance Avatar's question.

But just as he was about to answer, he heard the voice of God again coming from under the hood.

"Okay."

"I already know what I wanted to know."

"...?"

The Mefilas alien was astonished again. What did He know...? He hadn't said anything!

But soon, when Mephiras thought of His coming across the universe, he swallowed his confusion, which seemed to be nothing to God.

So the Mefilas alien kept smiling, said nothing more, and stood quietly in the wind, looking as if he was leaving Longbo to do as he pleased.

Longbo withdrew his gaze and fell into thought. There was no doubt that Mefilas's transmigration was not within the scope of the Arcane worldview, and even for Longbo, it was an unknown issue.

Even from Mefilas's perspective, which he carries with him through his memories, he didn't find many useful clues.

Mefilas himself does not possess the ability to manipulate time and space, and he has no idea why he is here.

Longbo noticed nothing from his perspective.

A moment later, Longbo turned his gaze to the distance, taking in the entire world's situation.

At this moment, the flames that had engulfed the entire world gradually subsided, and the cursed children's spirits, which had reappeared through Longbo's own power of vengeance, had completed their revenge.