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

Only the energetic shouts of young people and the low hum of the mech joints smoothly turning in the morning breeze could be heard.

They blend together to create a vibrant and refreshing aroma, much like freshly brewed green tea.

In this command center filled with electronic devices, a small sense of tranquility, unique to the "present," unfolds.

But an uninvited guest heading towards Earth shattered this peace.

A large object was detected approaching the atmosphere, and an urgent alarm sounded in the operations room.

[Warning! Unknown mechanical lifeform! Approaching at breakneck speed!]

Captain Hebikura nearly choked on his coffee.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

On the training field, the two carefully tuned "children" were completely unaware that a crisis was looming over their heads.

Like a little wild animal spoiled by its parents, it is still playing and chasing each other in the morning light, completely oblivious to everything else!

"Hahaha! Yoko-senpai's side-step was brilliant!" Haruki shouted excitedly from the cockpit.

"Yoko! My turn! Take this!" Yoko responded with a smile, and Undam's movements became even faster and smoother!

"Ahhhh——!"

Kyouka, sitting under the makeshift sunshade, stomped her feet so hard she almost poked the tablet screen through it, her little face scrunched up in a grimace.

"Oh no! Sevenger's joint stress data is only at 48%! The backup battery is almost dead!"

"They haven't even finished measuring the dynamic response threshold of the U.S. military! They're totally having a field day with this!!"

Rose, seeing Jiehua's flustered appearance, was about to smile and say a few words to comfort her—

Buzz! The soybean ball perched on her shoulder suddenly began to vibrate violently!

Its independently operating special frequency band had already detected the threatening signal that tore through the sky before the main armory system could detect it.

The soybean ball silently projected high-definition satellite monitoring images, which were directly reflected in the depths of Rose's icy blue pupils.

In the image, the outline of the metallic celestial body, radiating an aura of destruction, is breaking through the atmosphere, and its expected landing point is near them.

Rose's icy blue eyes, which had been smiling, suddenly narrowed, and she abruptly stood up.

The crisp command, like an ice blade drawn from its sheath, instantly shattered the relaxed atmosphere of the training ground:

"Cease all confrontation immediately!"

"Attention everyone—something huge is about to crash down on our heads!!"

The training ground, which was just filled with laughter and the roar of engines, was now as if it had been swept by the harshest polar cold wave.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Inside the operations room, Captain Hebikura's languid, reclining posture suddenly tensed up!

On the main screen, the analysis core is rapidly deciphering the internal structure and energy spectrum of the metallic object that has torn through the atmosphere.

When the identified icon appears on the screen along with a scarlet data warning box.

"Gilbaris—?!"

Captain Hebikura let out a low growl and sprang up from his seat!

The warm coffee cup slipped from my hand unexpectedly and shattered on the ground with a loud "crash!"

The dark brown liquid mixed with shattered white porcelain was like a raging storm that suddenly exploded in his mind!

He stared intently at the grotesque data core image on the screen, that crimson figure that once symbolized absolute intelligence and ultimate chaos.

(Shouldn't that thing have been completely blown into cosmic dust by Geed's final attack?!)

(Why?! How could it still be intact! And even appear in this universe?!)

The composure that the Illusion Demon was so proud of was suddenly shattered by this calamity that far exceeded his comprehension.

It forced out a long-lost crack, a crack that lingers in the heart!

Despite his shock, he quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and issued an evacuation order to the children who were unaware of the impending disaster.

They completely ignored his obsessive-compulsive disorder about the coffee stain on his trouser leg.

"All personnel! Exercise terminated! Leave that area immediately!!"

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"Roger that!"

The doctor and the captain's dual order to retreat was enough to show how urgent the situation was, and everyone instantly displayed amazing efficiency.

Jiehua grabbed the tablet and unplugged the data cable, while the ground crew picked up the equipment and ran towards the nearest transport vehicle!

Haruki and Yoko, piloting the special air force aircraft, were also on edge, their fingers gripping the control stick tightly.

Sevenger and Windom, like alert beasts, crouched low, ready to fire and intercept, shielding their companion from the unknown attack.

The only sounds on the training field were the low growls of machinery and hurried footsteps as everyone raced against time to cover each other's retreat from danger.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

But that scarlet "steel comet"—its descent speed completely shattered the limits of human cognition.

Less than five seconds after Captain Hebikura's urgent "Evacuate immediately!" command burst from the walkie-talkie, many black boxes containing core sensors were still stuck at the back door of the transport vehicle, with the entire box of precision wires hanging in mid-air like a stretched spider web.

That devastating shadow, like a hammer of judgment, tore through the air layer and crashed into the very center of the training field!

"boom--!!!"

The violent shockwave surged outwards like an invisible tsunami!

Windom and Sevenger, who were closer to the point of impact, were thrown into the air and crashed heavily to the ground like toys overturned by a giant.

Dust and debris billowed like a brownish-yellow storm as they swept towards the crowd. "Watch out—!" Everyone instinctively closed their eyes and covered their heads.

"Buzzing..."

A transparent energy wall composed of countless shimmering blue data chains instantly solidified, precisely blocking Jiehua and the group of logistics personnel carrying the instrument cases!

The gravel and pebbles, like bullets hitting an absolute barrier, instantly lost their kinetic energy and tumbled to the ground.

"Dr...Doctor?!" Yuka collapsed to the ground, staring in shock at the slender figure blocking her way.

Rose slowly lowered her raised arm, and the wall of data shattered quietly like stardust.

But no one paid attention to why Dr. Rose had such abilities, or rather, in their subconscious, Dr. Rose was omnipotent.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the Crimson Core Fortress in the center of the arena, which was slowly raising its menacing cannon muzzle. The air was heavy and tense.

Except for Rose.

She tilted her head slightly, her icy blue pupils like the most powerful analytical lenses, precisely locking onto the top of Gilbaris's head.

A red "residual blood bar" that only she could see, symbolizing the depletion of life force, was flashing frantically, sounding an alarm!

(Pfft, who are you trying to fool?)

(Even though the main energy pipeline has melted and the logic center is overloaded and its health bar is almost empty, it's still stubbornly holding on... Showing off is a bad thing for civilization~)

Her fingertips tapped lightly on the virtual keyboard unconsciously, as if she were making a multiple-choice question:

Should we just use the [Airdrop Support] to blow this guy to pieces?

Tsk, such an easy kill-collecting task... it feels a bit like bullying people. Oh well, let's finish this quickly so the kids don't have to worry.

(P.S.: The skill effect in the game is that a bunch of green missiles fall from the sky.)

However, the impatient Haruki didn't wait for the captain to give the order.

With its engine roaring, Sevenger's massive body, like a runaway battering ram, recklessly charged toward Gilbaris, who had just landed!

"Look at me!"

The lesson came unexpectedly the next second!

A flash of blue light appeared in the core of Gilbaris, and a distorted blue electromagnetic wave instantly enveloped Sevenger.

Om-!

The bulky steel giant spun wildly in place as if it were drunk! Its iconic round eyes instantly transformed into a ridiculous mosquito coil shape!

"Whoa! What's going on?! It's out of control!" Haruki was completely disoriented inside the cabin!

"Ugh..."

Rose, standing on the sidelines, sighed in exasperation, rubbing her forehead.

Before the last word had even faded, her left hand, tucked into the pocket of her white coat, had already flashed through the air, remotely activating Sevenger's core defenses.

Zizi!

The eerie blue light surrounding Sevenger dissipated instantly, like ice shards evaporated by the blazing sun!

"Wow! The system is back to normal!" Yao Hui exclaimed in delight!

Inside the operations room, Hebikura's tense nerves had barely relaxed for a short while.

Woo——! Woo——!

A sharper and more piercing three-dimensional spatial alarm suddenly tore through the air!

The home screen is bursting with red light:

[WARNING! Unknown high-speed life form! Diving in from outside the atmosphere!]

"Tsk!!" Hebikura slammed his fist on the control panel! Veins bulged on his forehead: "Again?! Is this never going to end?!"

We really can't just sit idly by now. Haruki and Zeta, that hotheaded duo, were already struggling against Gilbaris, let alone an unknown enemy!

His right hand instinctively reached into his pocket, his fingertips touching the dark ring that was slightly hot and radiating an ominous purple light, excited by its desire for a "feast of slaughter."

(Let's have a big commotion after all this time!)

However, just as the "unknown threat" that had torn through the clouds crashed to the ground and revealed its true form, what came into everyone's view was an Ultra Warrior wearing silver-blue armor, standing tall like a guardian of the earth!

Those iconic, butterfly-shaped blue eyes revealed his identity—Ultraman Geed!

Shota Hebikura's tense shoulders and back suddenly relaxed, and he leaned back in his chair.

His heart, which had been in his throat, settled back into his chest, and a smile crept onto his lips: (Oh? It's this kid... then it's all set~)

Deep within his pocket, the dark ring that had been trembling and humming with an eerie purple light a moment before, due to the "impending world-ending dance," sensed the host's swift change of attitude and the sudden severing of the energy connection:

(Wait? Summoning aborted?! What happened to the cosmic highlight that this ring had been building up for so long???)

The intense purple light instantly dimmed and went out, like a soap bubble that had been popped.

Only a single, enormous, and pitifully glowing emoticon remains projected into the void:

(Sob... Is nobody... speaking up for this ring?!)

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

While others were either amazed by Geed's appearance or puzzled by his origins, Rose's gaze was fixed on the young warrior's silver-blue armor, which radiated the light of life, as if drawn by a magnet.

The instincts of a genius mechanic screamed and boiled in his blood!

Her pupils dilated and contracted rapidly like a high-powered analyzer, greedily capturing every flowing energy pattern and fitting joint on the armor's surface!

(This...this incredibly ingenious phase-transfer structure of energy and matter!!)

(The fusion is so perfect, it's like armor growing out of life itself!)

(I really want to pry off a piece of the armor to analyze the microscopic lattice.)

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Qi (2) Shanling Si (9) Sa "N" It would be even better if we could get a sample of light particles before he transforms!

I wonder if what flows in my blood vessels is liquid photons or organic energy?

Her fingertips unconsciously traced virtual trajectories of "disassembly" and "sampling" in the air, while her icy blue eyes gleamed with an almost materialized "desire to dissect"!