Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods.

For example, what would he be promoted to from a cosmic Titan?

How long will this so-called "soon" take?

What conditions are lacking?

Longbo had no idea about any of this.

In the Pandora's Land, Longbo kicked away the golden ship that was shamelessly sticking its head in, and his thoughts began to wander.

Is it the so-called power of faith?

It's still about energy, or just enough...

"Soul?" A terrifying image flashed through Longbo's mind: he stood in the starry sky, opened his mouth and let out a shriek, devouring the souls of all the creatures in the galaxy.

Immediately afterwards, he tore open the gap between the universe and the sea of ​​souls, revealing a giant gap that spanned the galaxy.

This scene sent chills down Longbo's spine.

Putting aside whether he could actually do such a thing, even if we assume he did, he would likely be struck by elbows from the four highest levels of the Arcane Universe on the spot, which would be fatal.

This isn't some latrine next door; if you dared to do that, you'd definitely get a merciless elbow strike from the ceiling.

In the end, Longbo could only suppress these speculations.

He had a vague feeling that he would soon get the answers about promotion and the conditions for promotion.

I'm afraid that day won't be too far off.

Longbo snapped out of his daze and continued looking at the other information on the panel.

There's not much to say about height and weight; it simply proves that Longbo has gone even further down the path of being a numerical monster.

The addition of the phrase "Rainbow Bridge" in parentheses in the title "Pandora's Wonderland" likely signifies recognition of its new power.

While his psychic abilities haven't changed significantly, the multiple skill points he's invested in have brought about a qualitative leap, making them much easier to use. He can now effortlessly employ techniques that approach time stop.

As for the Legend Value, Longbo has gradually figured out its function. It can only be said that as it increases, the traces of Longbo's existence in other worlds will become more and more real.

Perhaps when the legend value increases further, Titan and the Moon in other universes will also be destroyed.

For example, what Longbo did in the galaxy was synchronized to other universes, such as the planets that were saved and the "highway" that runs through the galaxy.

Longbo was mentally prepared for the possibility that they would eventually be synchronized with other universes.

...

After a long while, Longbo emerged from Pandora's Realm and appeared above an unknown planetary system in a corner of the Milky Way.

He glanced around and was about to pick a direction to walk in, but a sudden sound made him stop.

He heard it, a cry for help from the stars.

Longbo looked in the direction of the sound, lost in thought.

"The Voice of the Stars?"

Longbo hadn't fully grasped this ability, but he hadn't expected to use it so soon.

Without much hesitation, he entered Pandora's Realm once more. A straight rainbow streaked across the endless depths of space, traversing astronomical distances to reach the source of the sound.

A moment later, Longbo appeared in the center of the Milky Way, where a huge planet covered with yellow and black bruises came into view.

Its volume is about 1.6 times that of Earth, and its surface has nurtured a thriving technological civilization, with numerous cities scattered throughout every corner of the planet.

This planet is severely polluted by industry, its ecosystem has long since collapsed, its oceans are heavily polluted, and its vegetation cover is alarmingly low.

Space elevators and nascent starports stretch across the edge of the atmosphere, with spacecraft traveling to and from satellites and other planets in the Local Group.

This is the planet that sent a distress call to Longbo, hoping that he could help it kill the civilization on this planet that was causing ecological collapse.

They too are creatures born from this planet, but due to overdevelopment and environmental pollution, other organisms have become functionally extinct, squeezing out the living space of all living things.

Faced with the request of the planet's will, Longbo did not refuse, but instead descended from the edge of the atmosphere and landed on this planet surrounded by steel forests.

The planet's civilization was unaware of what was happening the moment it landed when a powerful electromagnetic pulse swept across the entire planet.

Wherever the electromagnetic waves passed, all electrical-related technological products instantly stopped, the lights on the entire planet went out, and the hemisphere facing away from the star was almost completely dark.

The global blackout finally alerted the planet's civilization to the anomaly, but it was too late to turn back, and the end of civilization was imminent.

Chapter 110 A Monster Born from Resentment

Darkness is the theme of this planet at this moment, regardless of whether stars hang high in the sky or whether some wicked desire is obscuring it; it is simply the impending death.

Longbo stood atop the steel forest, a gentle breeze carrying deadly substances brushing against his body and lifting a corner of the yellowish curtain.

He watched silently as the city's residents emerged from the steel jungle, wearing breathing aids and gazing around blankly.

They didn't know what had happened.

They initially thought it was just a rare power and internet outage, but it wasn't until someone noticed that the factory that had been emitting black smoke in the distance was no longer moving that they gradually realized things weren't as simple as they thought.

Longbo's gaze swept across the steel city and landed on the once lush and vibrant black earth. He communicated with the planet's consciousness and saw the past of this place.

This planet once gave them the opportunity to be warned by earthquakes and hurricanes and to be guided to build a sustainable future.

But the power of civilization was already very strong at that time. With advanced technology, it avoided most of the losses and claimed to have defeated nature.

From then on, they intensified their pollution efforts, causing almost irreversible damage to the world. Countless creatures died as a result of pollution, many species were persecuted to the brink of extinction, and they used fabricated values ​​to amass wealth.

As Longbo delved into the history of this land, he experienced feelings he had never felt before.

The screams of countless lives lost before their demise, the excruciating pain as the earth was covered in pollution—all these things pushed this forgiving land to its breaking point, forcing it to cry for help.

After a brief silence, Longbo activated his psionic vision, his gaze sweeping across the entire world.

The wronged souls of those who died unjustly are scattered throughout the world. Creatures active in the deep sea are covered by oil slicks, their movements restricted by non-degradable substances, and they die in endless despair.

Mining, clearing forests, and polluting the oceans before building steel cities is like a rusty, dull knife cutting away at the planet's self-healing abilities.

The highly toxic fumes that permeated the entire world became the last straw that broke the camel's back, making it difficult for all creatures that were barely surviving under the lights of civilization to breathe, and causing swarms of life to perish in agony once again.

All sorts of suffering caused these creatures, who had little capacity for thought, to let out mournful howls before their deaths, which echoed continuously in this universe with supernatural powers, eventually evolving into the wronged souls that haunt civilization.

After regaining his senses and witnessing all of this, Longbo had already found the answer to how to inflict destruction.

Originally, he only intended to use the usual method to crush every steel forest on the ground with absolute violence.

But now, he has changed his mind.

Since this is the universe where Ultraman resides, then let's resolve it in the form of "Ultraman".

Longbo stood tall in the steel forest, extending his hand, which was covered in thick bone armor. Spiritual energy rose from his palm, and frost appeared out of thin air.

Longbo locked onto the wronged souls throughout the world, using his psychic power to collect them and gather them in his palm, then attempted to condense them into a chaotic black mist.

As the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, the light in the air dimmed, and streaks of scarlet lightning crisscrossed and collided in the clouds, bursting forth with a shrill roar.

The sudden appearance of dark clouds made the city's residents instinctively look up, taking in the eerie red lightning. A strong sense of unease and fear made them tremble.

Blood-red lightning flashed across the sky, interspersed with blue light, illuminating a distorted mass of black mist.

It changes dynamically in people's eyes, sometimes transforming into a seabird covered in sticky oil, sometimes into a sea monster entangled in a torn net, and sometimes into a distorted and deformed creature.

Ultimately, the pitch-black fog transformed into a colossal monster that challenged the limits of biological endurance. It let out a fierce roar that echoed across the entire planet, and the vengeful spirits, imbued with powerful resentment, materialized and returned as the monster.

A chilling howl echoed in the ears of everyone in this civilization, causing their pupils to dilate violently, leaving them frozen in place, and pulled into an endless, painful illusion.

Longbo watched as the twisted, vengeful monster, shrouded in black mist and blood-red lightning, descended to the ground.

It stands over 70 meters tall and weighs over 9 tons. It possesses the characteristics of every species that died unjustly, and its body is extremely bloated, covered in a thick layer of oil.

Countless eyes revealed crimson blood vessels from poisoning and suffocation, while tentacles behind them swirled with deadly heavy metal toxins.

The moment it was born, toxic fumes surrounding the entire world rushed toward it, and streaks of lightning burst forth from its body.

The bursts of lightning struck in all directions, causing the industrial masterpiece to collapse and, within a fraction of a second, to be reduced to the most primitive sand and metal particles, returning to the earth's surface.

The agonizing illusions, exceeding the limits of this species' endurance, caused every individual in this civilization to collapse to the ground, gasping for breath in terror.

Angry, terrified, and uneasy roars echoed through the city and into space as they resolved to use their most advanced technology to solve the problem once again.

But the newly born monsters did not give them that chance, and beams of radiation and deadly toxins shot into the sky.

These rays knocked down space elevators and spacecraft in outer space, turning them into burning fire rain that returned to the Earth's surface.

A monster radiating resentment rampages through this civilized steel city, repaying every individual in this civilization with the pain once inflicted upon them.

Everything it passes through is reduced to its most primitive form, posing little threat to the planet's surface, thus providing ample nourishment for the planet to rebuild its ecosystem.

Born from resentment, the wronged soul can freely roam through every steel jungle, turning everything in its path to ashes with a piercing scream.

It took less than half a day to wipe out all traces of this civilization, and only a few individuals escaped to the heavily polluted wilderness.

Longbo had been observing from beginning to end. This monster, which he had awakened, was very special, harboring a strong resentment towards the civilization that had wiped them out.

At least for the civilizations of this planet, it is unsolvable; there is no way to defeat it.

The monster did not pursue the escaped individuals, but instead lingered in the polluted areas, opening its gaping maw to devour the pollution that had taken their lives.

At this moment, it possesses its own will, and it hopes to resolve the pollutants that have taken its lives in this way.

As it swallowed whole, the monster's body was disintegrating, and the vengeful spirits of those who died unjustly had reached their limit, sustained by Longbo's spiritual energy.

The dark clouds in the sky brought down a torrential downpour with the sound of thunder, as the will of the planet's surface used its power to try to wash away the oil and toxic substances from the monster.

He recognized that these were the lives He had once conceived returning in a unique way, and He did not want to see them dissipate in such a state after they had completed their revenge.

The monster, however, refused to give up. It believed that these deadly things had to be dealt with, otherwise the surviving life would suffer the same fate.

It strongly resisted the cleansing of the planet's will, and was even willing to die again with the pollution that had killed it, until that voice sounded behind it.

Longbo appeared beside the monster, hovering in mid-air, calmly watching it, his unique voice resonating in its mind.

"It's ready."

Longbo's thoughts were conveyed to its mind through his gaze; the rest would be left to it.

The monster born from Longbo's spiritual energy stopped what it was doing and stared intently into Longbo's four eyes.

In those eyes that shone with psychic blue light, the monster saw planets coming back to life in Longbo's hands, returning from the brink of death.

In an instant, it knew that the being that had given countless lives the chance to take revenge was not lying.

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