Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods.

Hokuto Seiji couldn't imagine that situation. If that day really happened, it would be a nightmare he could never escape.

Thinking of this, Hokuto Seiji took a deep breath, a hazy glint in his eyes, and bowed deeply to Ryubo, "Please!"

Seeing this, even Longbo couldn't help but sigh and murmur, "Even when facing an enemy you've fought a bloody battle with, do you have to go to this extent?"

“Ace…”

"Do you even realize that while you're trying to help them through this difficult time, the people of the kingdom are planning to exterminate the Ultra race?"

"I know," Hokuto Seiji replied firmly, his eyes seemingly containing a certain power.

Ryubo sensed an invisible power emanating from Hokuto Seiji and realized once again that he was different from Ultraman.

Although He can also use the power of light, and even to an extremely terrifying degree.

However, compared to these Ultra Warriors who are far inferior to himself, the light he uses can never be as pure as theirs, which is free from any selfishness.

Even after becoming a god, Longbo's mind remained chaotic, making it impossible for him to reach the level of Ultraman.

This is the biggest difference between Longbo and Ultraman. Perhaps Longbo's power far surpasses theirs, and his power can obliterate their bodies and souls countless times.

But in any case, He could not erase their spirit of being willing to bow down and dedicate themselves to others.

After gazing at Hokuto Seisi for a long time, Longbo replied in a low voice, "In that case, I can mention to Tartarus that you wish to sit down and talk when I meet him again."

"But I can't guarantee he'll agree."

Hokuto Seiji smiled upon hearing this and said, "It's enough to just convey our message."

"At least this way, we have a slight chance of avoiding that hellish future from becoming a reality."

Upon hearing this, Longbo gave Hokuto Seisi a deep look. Although he had been dealing with the Ultra race for over ten thousand years, the Ultra race's perception of him seemed to be constantly evolving.

but…

"As a mediator, to mediate the war between the Ultra race and the Kingdom race?" Longbo pondered.

If this matter is truly accomplished, it will mean that both factions owe me a huge favor.

This is equivalent to receiving the full support of two forces. Once achieved, if we take them to the Sea of ​​Souls, it will be incredibly easy to gain control of that area.

He was still pondering how to bring another Kingdom of Light onto his chariot, but now it seems to have been delivered to his doorstep, perhaps even with a kingdom attached.

After a brief moment of thought, Longbo realized that if this were accomplished, the benefits he could reap would be countless.

By that time,

He is only one step away from becoming the "Ancient God" who transcends the multiverse, as envisioned.

This deal is worth doing.

But the next second, Longbo belatedly realized, and inwardly mocked himself, "I really am quite selfish; all I could think about was scheming..."

...

Meanwhile, Zeta and Mefilas's battle against Jugglus also came to an end.

The monster that Jugglus Juggler transformed into exploded in a burst of flames, seemingly disappearing completely.

Seeing that Mefilas had had so much fun and was leaving satisfied, Zeta traced a huge Z-shaped arc in the sky and disappeared into the sky, vanishing forever.

Amidst the billowing dust, Jugglus Juggler, his face bruised and swollen, covered in soot, stood up, clutching his back and grimacing, occasionally gasping for breath.

"Mefilas, you bastard!"

"Yaohui, you're really ruthless, kid. Go back and wait for my 'care'!"

Amidst the devastated battlefield, Jugglus Juggler limped away. He felt as if his body had been torn apart. Zeta was truly ruthless; that kid was really aiming to kill him. What was even more infuriating was that Jugglus Juggler himself had taught Haruki those techniques!

As midnight approached, a disheveled and exhausted Jugglus returned to the armory. The men who had been searching for him approached him and asked with concern, "Captain, what happened to you?"

Jugglus, seeing the silly-looking face that had come closer, felt a surge of anger and almost gritted his teeth as he replied, "I accidentally fell!"

Chapter 207 The Great Melee and the Little Golden Man

Nighttime, in the garden near the armory.

The stars twinkled, the moon hung high, and its light scattered across the garden, casting a silvery glow over the lush cherry blossoms.

Hokuto Seiji had already mingled among the children, and his kind and gentle demeanor made them feel a strong sense of closeness.

After learning about the children's plight, he was not only shocked by how cruel humans could be, but also felt endless love and care for them. If he hadn't had important matters to attend to, he might have stayed there.

Longbo and Mefilas stood on the roof of the wooden house, the cheerful sounds of children playing forming the background noise of their conversation.

“Mefilas, it’s clear you really like these kids,” Longbo remarked.

“They like you very much too.” Mefilas maintained a perfectly measured smile, equally moved.

"However, everything in the universe is in flux. Even the eternal sun changes every single day, let alone the thoughts of a mere weak creature?"

"Perhaps one day in the future, my thoughts will change."

Mefilas doesn't think he can maintain this love for these children forever, but he will continue to protect them in the unknown future.

Longbo glanced thoughtfully at Mefilas and casually replied, "Perhaps."

Although He said it, that was not what He actually thought.

Judging from the appearance of Mefilas that He had seen not long ago, which was almost turning into a real human, even the first thing he thought of when he thought of spaceships was to get a few washing machines.

It doesn't seem like they'd change their minds at all.

Moreover, this is the Ultra Universe, where aliens can easily fall into evil once they become good.

That's impossible, of course.

Those who have fallen into goodness either redeemed themselves and disappeared at lightning speed, or they got a good ending. There are no examples of them becoming violent again after falling into goodness.

"These children are in your care."

Longbo's figure gradually dissipated, and in his last moment he looked at Mefilas and left a sentence: "Let's continue to care for these children like this."

"Mefilas".

After Longbo fully returned, Mefilas smiled slightly and looked at the children.

"As you command, great embodiment of balance."

...

In the garden of another dimension, Longbo reopened his eyes, and wherever his gaze fell, magnificent scenes that could not possibly exist in the real universe were revealed.

The towering World Tree still stands in the distance, seemingly touching the expanding edge of another dimension.

On its vast, boundless branches hangs a golden dragon-shaped figure, Goldras still swaying in the wind, his eyes closed, his body seemingly merging with time and space, clearly having gained new insights and understanding.

"It actually figured it out."

Seeing this, Longbo couldn't help but sigh, even though he had simply hung Goldras up there to dry for a while.

That period of time has long since passed, but He did not expect that Goldras would not come down, as if he regarded that place as his home.

Not only that, it actually gained unexpected insights while hanging upside down.

The World Tree plays a vital role in this garden and even in the entire other dimension. It connects the vast and infinite spacetime realm with the Gensokyo world to which the Star Grail belongs, making it a central node in multiple dimensions.

Every moment, it serves as a vessel for those dimensions to manifest in other dimensions, enduring unimaginable forces of space and time, and in time it may grow to an unimaginable extent.

As a type of spacetime monster, Goldras is now hanging upside down under the World Tree, where spacetime power is surging, so it's not surprising that it has entered this state of enlightenment.

Under Longbo's gaze, Goldras's figure rippled with the power of spacetime, his form changing constantly, and the surrounding spacetime became chaotic.

The enormous World Tree was aware of this. Although it had never moved, it actually possessed its own thoughts and its power was beyond imagination.

Faced with this chaotic situation of spacetime, He lowered a vine from one of the towering branches, which swayed in the wind, and the chaotic spacetime forces instantly calmed down.

In this indescribable calm, Goldras's transformation was complete, a crack appeared on his back, and his dazzling golden armor dimmed.

The next second, the transformed Goldras emerged from the crack, its body becoming increasingly robust, its dense scales shining like gold, and the horns and bone spikes on its head emitting a cold light.

EX Goldras stood suspended in the sky, letting out a roar that soared into the heavens, and a wave of heat spread, silencing all living things in the area surrounding the World Tree.

Longbo took in all of this, feeling both surprised and incredibly gratified that his little rascal had finally grown up.

He originally thought that the golden dragon, which had already shown some characteristics of the King of Goldras, would evolve into the King of Goldras, but unexpectedly it skipped the King Beast stage and became the stronger EX Goldras.

Goldras has now grown in strength by leaps and bounds, possessing the dual power of chaos and spacetime. If placed in the universe, it would be enough to brew a disaster of considerable scale.

Longbo was naturally pleased to see this situation.

Although He has many allies now, His own forces are actually relatively weak.

In Longbo's eyes, the only things that could be considered powerful were the Spear of Destiny and the World Tree that connected several dimensions.

Even with two Zettons, Goldras, and the Golden Ship, their current strength is still considerably lacking.

As Goldras's roar echoed, many otherworldly monsters were startled. Hilbagun, who was curled up at Lombre's feet, raised his head, but after seeing Goldras, he lowered his head and went back to sleep.

Upon sensing the roar, the two powerful fungal monsters immediately gripped their weapons, abandoning their attack on the extradimensional monster and its physical form.

They led their massive army of monsters toward Goldras, unleashing their relentless WAAAGH!

The fungal monster's WAAAGH! forms a wave that, like a tsunami, flattens the forest like a speed bump, crushing everything and causing countless entities to flee for their lives.

An eight-legged behemoth appeared, stepping on streams of light, and swept up the banished monsters in its mouths before gracefully departing.

The march of the fungal monsters caused a chaotic extradimensional storm that swept through every corner of the forest.

Scattered in various places, the hounds that had not been dispatched peeked out from their dens. They sensed the presence of the golden ship in the storm, instantly gathered, and chased after it.

The golden ship is now faster and faster, and its ability to hide is getting stronger, making it difficult for the hounds to find its tracks. Now that it has shown itself, the hounds will naturally not let it go easily.

Thus, Goldras's roar after his transformation triggered a riot that covered the garden, forcing many races assimilated by Lombard into the chaos.

The two fungal monsters rushed to Goldras's side immediately.

His emerald green skin glowed, his muscles throbbed, and his veins bulged like vines clinging to emerald green rock, releasing astonishing power with each violent movement.

The sudden combined attack stunned Goldras, who was still immersed in his own powerful strength, and sent him flying horizontally, crashing into the World Tree.

By the time it crashed to the ground and came to its senses, it had already been submerged by the spreading green tide.

The overwhelming fungal monsters here do not need to consider any ecological balance issues. No matter what kind of damage is caused, it will be restored to its original state in the blink of an eye by the great creator.

Therefore, they acted without thinking, wildly unleashing their savage aura and astonishing power, launching indiscriminate attacks on everything around them.