I'm in another world, and I start out transformed into Lancelot.

Those beautiful golden eyes widened even more instantly, and the halo around her cheeks seemed to deepen slightly.

The little ghost at my feet was even startled by this small "fright" and tumbled over!

The Netherworld Stardust surrounding the card danced higher like cheering sprites, and the feigned "strangeness and majesty" quickly faded away like melting snow!

Under Halonia's kind laughter and appreciative gaze, Ereshkigal's poker face on the card could no longer hold back, and a hint of shyness flashed in her golden eyes.

She finally abandoned all pretense, and the gentle energy that had always been there flowed out without reservation.

The next second, the card itself seemed to have an adorable sense of resignation, like, "Oh dear, you've discovered my true form."

It deliberately withdrew all its outward radiance, transforming into a gentle stream of light that flowed with moon white and rose gold hues.

It landed gently and somewhat shyly in Halunia's warm, prepared hand.

It feels warm and smooth to the touch, like touching rose petals covered in morning dew, exuding a noble and elegant yet comforting warmth.

"Um……"

Halonia's crimson eyes reflected the card in her palm, which shimmered with moon-white and rose-gold light.

The goddess with golden eyes on the card seems to be gazing at her with a hint of expectation.

She could feel a gentle yet firm, yet slightly joyful, will emanating from within the card.

A truly gentle smile spread across Halunia's lips.

"...Let's cheer each other on, Ereshkigal."

She gently raised her hand and carefully and tenderly placed the warm card against her heart.

Buzz—! The moment the card touched the heartbeat, a wondrous resonance occurred.

The card did not disappear; instead, it shone like starlight reflected on water, radiating a soft yet profound brilliance.

Like a warm tide, it carried a reassuring sense of power, gently enveloping and permeating Halunia's entire body from her heart!

Halonia's figure became hazy in the gentle light that intertwined platinum and purplish hues.

She could clearly "hear" the uncontrollable, pure, and excited whispers of joy emanating from the depths of the card in her heart, from the depths of the goddess's soul, like those of a little girl.

That pure passion, like the warmest spring water, flowed in along with the stream of light, washing away her sense of alienation as a mission taker.

The light flow eventually converged, and platinum and deep blue stardust particles slowly settled like fine snowflakes.

At the center of the light—Ereshkigal—stands securely!

Her originally smooth, long black hair had now transformed into shimmering, flowing golden hair, like liquid gold.

Those eyes still retained their deep crimson color, yet they seemed to ignite a golden, divine flame, adding a divine insight and a subtle, vibrant curiosity.

Her magnificent gown radiated a deep and mysterious aura, and as the skirt swayed, it resembled a velvet night sky suspended in the deep sky.

The "goddess majesty" that she had tried so hard to maintain on her delicate face melted away like ice and snow, and was instantly replaced by a confident smile that came from the heart and was full of vitality!

She flashed a vibrant smile, a mixture of anticipation and a touch of excitement, her crimson eyes curving into bright crescents.

Accompanied by that adorable smile that perfectly suited Irene's personality, a crisp declaration, tinged with a touch of playfulness and brimming with enthusiasm, rang out:

"Yosh! Now everything's foolproof!"

Her energetic, rising tone at the end of her note completely revealed her joy at finally making a dazzling appearance!

As for being absolutely certain? — At least Miss Ereshkigal's radiant confidence was absolutely overflowing!

The golden phantom of the Libra spear flickered gently behind her as if in response.

"Halonia Ereshkigal" has a pure longing and determination in her eyes for a new journey.

His golden hair flowed like molten gold, and his crimson golden eyes burned with starlight.

Chapter 56 The Warrior of Light Who Loved Humanity

Within the deep system space, the deep blue data stream flows silently like a galaxy.

"Harunia Ereshkigal," who has just completed a perfect fusion with Ereshkigal's power, is hovering in front of the star map projection.

Her dazzling blonde hair shimmered with stardust, and her crimson-gold eyes intently scrutinized the information on the screen.

With a slight hint of confusion, he placed his fingertip on the key phrase "monster graveyard" in the mission description and softly read it aloud:

"Monsters...graveyard? Protect...Ultraman Seven?" The goddess was intrigued by the unfamiliar species.

"That's right!" The system interface immediately popped up with a ring of cheerful starlight effects, and the anthropomorphic voice was full of energy.

"The scan results show that the world consciousness associated with this event has an unusually strong preference for this Ultra Warrior named Seven! Like... uh..."

The system seemed to short-circuit for a moment, then popped out an extremely natural yet earth-shattering statement: "Just like those so-called tributes from O-Valley, it's mindlessly pampering them—Pfft!!"

The orb of light seemed to immediately realize that it had said something it shouldn't have, and simulated a comical sound effect of a panicked person covering their mouth and letting air out, causing the screen to flash wildly.

It took a while for him to return to normal: "In short! Mr. Seven is an absolute core protection target! Please ensure his safety!"

Ai Lei's crimson-gold eyes widened slightly, clearly taken aback by the system's comment, "O Valley's brainless pampering."

But the goddess's good manners kept her calm. She quickly brought her attention back to the task at hand.

"A graveyard...a graveyard of monsters?"

She muttered to herself, and suddenly a cute, extremely confident, even slightly... smug smile curved her lips.

Just as she was feeling a little smug about the special environment of "Monster Graveyard" that suited the powers of the underworld, the supplementary information automatically associated with the system unfolded on a floating light screen.

The cold, desolate monster graveyard is filled with shattered celestial debris floating like tombstones.

In such a vast and suffocating space, human figures, as small as dust, appear so helpless.

The terror on their faces contrasted sharply with the enormous, ferocious monsters around them, creating a chilling effect.

A malevolent pressure seemed to emanate from the screen! In the image, a berserk will filled with destructive energy had clearly been provoked!

Without any warning, a thick, dark blue, ultra-high-voltage current, as thick as if tearing apart the blood vessels of the universe and containing pure destructive energy, appeared.

With a piercing shriek that tore through space, it swept mercilessly toward the Panlong and the few humans.

The shadow of death loomed instantly! But at that critical moment—"Whoosh—!!!"

A streak of crimson light flashed without the slightest hesitation, ruthlessly plunging between the destructive torrent and the fragile human race!

It's Ultraman Seven! His majestic, mountain-like body became the only and absolute barrier!

The intense blue high-voltage plasma, powerful enough to blast Ultraman away, struck Seven's unsuspecting broad back squarely!

"Ughh ...

The massive body sank abruptly from the impact, as if it were about to be crushed by this pure violence!

The camera zooms in and freezes the frame—

Seven's massive, battered body trembled violently under the onslaught of plasma, and the red light of the timer flickered wildly like a dying heart!

But he didn't budge! Those bright, star-like eyes shone even as he endured unimaginable pain.

Yet it still burned with a protective will strong enough to freeze death, firmly isolating the tiny flying boat behind it from the apocalypse.

The image freezes on the moment when Seven clenched his fists, endured immense pain yet still stood tall, shielding tiny humans from the apocalyptic scene.

The girl's crimson-gold eyes, which had been carrying a hint of scrutiny, widened slightly in an instant.

A pure look of surprise crossed her delicate face.

But then, the surprise melted away, like ice and snow in early spring meeting a warm stream.

Instead, a pure warmth, like molten gold, spread from the depths of her eyes.

She didn't speak. But her slightly parted lips and the subtle curve of her eyes softened her gaze.

They all conveyed with unparalleled clarity that heartfelt satisfaction and approval that came from the depths of the soul.

It was as if an invisible bridge was erected in that instant—connecting the revered oath of the goddess of the underworld to protect the boundary between life and death with divine power.

Compared to the unparalleled courage of the warrior named Seven, who protects the lives of mortals with his steel body!

The two forms of protection, though different, shared the same resolute spirit, creating a strong resonance within her soul.

She could even clearly feel that the divine power belonging to Ereshkigal within her body resonated gently with a soft sound because of the heroic act of protection depicted in the image.

“…Hmph…” A very faint, yet distinctly warm, breathy sound escaped from the goddess’s beautiful lips.

This is not disdain, but a satisfied hum when seeing a beloved treasure.

Her slender fingers gently brushed across Seven's resolute profile in the still image.

The warmth in those crimson-gold eyes settled down, transforming into a deeper and more resolute determination.

"He single-handedly withstood a calamity capable of destroying stars, all to protect those who, in his eyes, were as fragile as dust, yet so incredibly important..."

"...this pure soul...this warm resolve..."

Halonia Eresh tilted her head slightly, her flowing golden hair seemingly absorbing this will and becoming even more dazzling.

The subtle expression on her face, which had previously been showing signs of calculating gains and losses for the mission, completely vanished.

All that remains is a sense of calm and mission: "Since he is such a warrior, it is only natural for me to protect him."

“...Indeed…” She nodded gently, giving her final assessment of this heroic act of protection, and of Seven himself, “...worthy of such favor from the world’s consciousness.”

On the system screen, the data display disappeared, and the ferocious coordinates of the Monster Graveyard reappeared.

But the goddess's gaze had already changed.

The stardust-like radiance flowing around her became more stable and profound, and the golden scale spear behind her, symbolizing authority, solidified slightly.

The initial smugness about having "home advantage" has been completely overshadowed by a higher level of solemn will—the will of "as a guardian" to firmly protect another "guardian."

"Then—let this goddess see."

Those crimson-gold divine eyes locked onto the target's coordinates, their fighting spirit and protective intent shining brightly.

"This monster's graveyard... whose final resting place is it?"

As if in response to her resolute declaration, the figure of the golden-haired goddess disappeared into the system space amidst a solemn and gentle curtain of stardust.

Next stop—to protect that... the warrior of light who protects people's hearts!

Chapter 57 The tradition of the Tohsaka family is ( ).

Monster Graveyard: The breath of the dead and the roar of energy explosions combine to create a symphony of destruction!

The battered and bruised Seven was fighting against the raging beast horde controlled by Belial when King Joe's massive mechanical arm slammed down with tremendous force!

Seven fought back with all his might, and the shockwave from the energy collision shattered the surrounding floating corpses into pieces.

But just as his old strength was exhausted, his new strength had not yet arisen, and his center of gravity shifted slightly—

“Roar, ahh ...

On the other side, Gomora, an ancient monster that has gone completely berserk due to Raymond's corruption, has its body stained with blood-red destructive desire!

It let out a violent roar that shattered rocks, its massive, heavy body completely oblivious to the chaotic battle around it.

With a ferocious momentum that could crush everything, it crashed down like a maddened giant battering ram!

The target is Seven, who was just thrown off balance after blocking King Joe!

A hair's breadth! That enormous head, harder than rock, with a terrifying force capable of shattering mountains.

It looked like it was about to smash Seven's body away, and might even severely damage his core!

Seven's timer flashed wildly, and his eyelight snapped into the path of the collision, but it was too late to block or dodge!

A chilling sense of dread instantly gripped the souls of all the spectators! Even time seemed to freeze before Gomora's deadly horn!

In that tense millisecond—

"Boom——!!!"

It wasn't an explosion of attack, but a strange, clear female voice that pierced through the battlefield's clamor, carrying an undeniable divine pronouncement that penetrated all noise:

"That giant stone lizard over there—" The voice wasn't loud, but it pierced everyone's core consciousness like an ice pick, "—Don't move!"