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

Under the sweeping flow of photon information from the vast universe, Jamira's sorrow for humanity and the pain of being transformed into monsters were instantly broken down into the smallest particles and returned to the silent origin.

Even the very existence of these clones of the Dark Warriors is a desecration of the Warriors of Light, and they crumble and vanish like a poorly constructed sandcastle.

"The entire universe belongs to me! Can you defy this fate?"

Before they were completely swallowed and dissolved by the portal to the end universe, all those dark creatures could hear was this playful line from the goddess.

The deep blue vortex of stars slowly converged like a millstone, the torrent of energy quietly receding into the deep darkness of the universe. The suffocating pressure on the battlefield receded rapidly like the tide, leaving only a vacuum of deathly silence and the faint glow of stardust.

"Hoo." Cosmos Ereshkigal exhaled softly, and the chaotic flow of star data surrounding him suddenly subsided, flowing back into the shimmering star map patterns under his skirt like weary birds returning to their nests.

Those icy blue eyes, capable of piercing through the stars, had lost their divine radiance, revealing a hint of barely perceptible weariness.

Seemingly sensing the bewilderment and heavy unease in Yaohui's heart regarding the tragic fate of her compatriots, she did not immediately leave.

Chapter 145 The Goddess of the Underworld's Debt Settlement and Earth's Aftermath

"The underworld on Earth is the same as the underworld in the universe." She spoke calmly, her voice not loud, but it resonated clearly in the consciousness of every Ultra Warrior.

"It is nothing more than a place of fantasy that makes the living fear death, and also the final resting place for lost and wounded souls."

A gentle comfort quietly soothed Yao Hui's tense heartstrings, gently lifting him from the grief that was almost devouring his soul.

A faint light shimmered around her, and the divine form of the goddess of the underworld rippled away like water. In its place, the girl "agent" regained control of her body.

The imposing aura surrounding her vanished instantly, replaced by a lively and mischievous glint in her eyes.

The girl gracefully landed on a small piece of moon rock. She subconsciously reached out and skillfully adjusted the star-shaped bow on her head, which always seemed to be slightly crooked.

After making this small gesture, she raised her face, her icy blue eyes sweeping over the group of huge "teammates" around her, who were still nodding blankly in awe of the miracle just now, a familiar sly glint flashing in her eyes.

"Well then, this goddess will take her leave." She tilted her head slightly. "Remember your bill, little Light~" The last few words were light and cheerful, like humming a tune, but her finger pointed unceremoniously in Zeta's direction.

"Ughh ...

At such a young age, he deeply experienced the panic, despair, and sense of having nowhere to escape described by the medical term "arrhythmia."

Zero, unusually silent, reached out and patted Zeta's shoulder twice. The golden-eyed Zeta glanced guiltily in the direction the girl had disappeared, silently wiping away a cold sweat.

Thank goodness I didn't incur that money-grubbing goddess's debt again this time! Otherwise, I would definitely be the one being chased and drained of all my energy! (Inner monologue: Creditors are truly terrifying in any form!)

Just as the girl's radiant figure transformed into countless pale blue light particles, like stardust scattered by a cosmic breeze, about to completely merge into this cold sea of ​​stars—

"It's been so long since I've been looking for you—Yao Hui!" A boastful voice with an unmistakable quality shattered the tranquility of the battlefield's final moments.

The Belial Twilight, arriving late, suddenly emerged from the shadow of a giant rock with lightning speed, hovering precisely above Zeta's palm, who had just breathed a sigh of relief.

The head on the hilt, resembling Belial's, almost touched the point where Haruki's consciousness was focused, letting out a roar filled with "resentment for working overtime":

"You brat! Do you know how difficult it is to track your location signals across spatial rifts?!"

That grotesque face, so familiar to everyone, coupled with that voice that sends blood pressure soaring and carries Belial's inherited smugness...

Zero's DNA stirred! It was an ultimate Ptsd-level conditioned reflex to Belial, etched deep into his bones and honed through countless trials!

"What is this?" Before he could finish speaking, Zero's hand had already slapped Belial Twilight's metal head squarely in the center with a crisp "smack!"

Before the other person could react, Zero seemed to belatedly realize that it was just a weapon? But the incredibly familiar feel returning to his palm... "It feels so familiar..."

"Zeros Show! Don't be so rough!" Haruki inside Zeta tenderly touched the "pointed head" of Belial Twilight that had just been slapped.

"I know, I know..." Zero withdrew his gaze from the Bebe Sword, looked at Zeta, and coughed awkwardly, "Looks like you're not so bad off on Earth...you didn't embarrass me."

Geed nodded steadily: "I entrust the protection of Earth to you, Zeta, Haruki-kun."

"Good luck, Zeta-san! Haruki-kun! And..." Grigio's gentle light healed the cold space, but her curious gaze couldn't help but glance at Bebe Sword again.

"Yes! Oh my! Zero! Senior Geed! Sister Grigio!" Zeta straightened her back, her voice booming as if she'd been injected with adrenaline, "I will definitely protect the Earth!"

In his Gepton form, Jugglus Juggler let out a cold snort that was hard to decipher. He glanced around and, after confirming that the battlefield was cleared, his figure quietly faded away in a ripple of dark purple energy.

Several dazzling beams of light tore through the spatial barrier, and the enormous figures of the Warriors of Light disappeared one by one into this distant and desolate star field.

Zeta, back on Earth, hadn't even had time to celebrate Zero's "tsundere admission" in Zeta's Wonderland with Haruki when their smug smiles instantly froze on their faces.

The portal to Zeta's House of Wonders opened silently and smoothly to one side. A figure dressed in a signature pure white lab coat appeared in the doorway as if a nightmare had materialized.

Dr. Rose wore a smile that could definitely be described as "gentle," but her eyes made Zeta and Haruki both swallow hard.

The assistant, Huang Douqiu, floated silently beside her, holding a metal tray on which various sizes of syringes and blood collection tubes were arranged, their sheer number making Zeta's scalp tingle.

Dr. Rose arrived as promised, complete with her full set of "debt collection equipment"! The air seemed to be sucked out in an instant, filled with medical disinfectant and a terrifying smell that seemed to foreshadow impending doom.

"Well~" she lightly flicked the syringe in her hand, "It's time to settle the maintenance fees and appearance fees for Lady Ereshkigal's divine power delivery pipeline~"

Her gaze locked onto her prey with the precision of an operating room lamp, and her voice, sweet as if coated with deadly poison, said: "Don't worry, I will be very, very meticulous—to take the agreed compensation."

Zeta's face instantly fell, transforming from the warrior of light into a large plush toy about to suffer.

"Waaaaahh ...

The seemingly elegant and composed genius mechanic completely ignored the noise pollution that could shatter glass. All this was in order to make a dazzling entrance, "glamorous" and "on time."

She had just taken advantage of the moment the goddess left to quickly return to the system space and perform a "seamless outfit change," stripping off her gorgeous spirit dress in a second and putting on this white coat that symbolized her identity as a "cold-blooded creditor" before rushing back.

"Waaaaah! No! Doctor! Have mercy!" "Zeroosie, help me—!!" Zeta's utterly broken cries of pain and terror left Haruki completely at a loss.

He glanced at the doctor's gleaming needle, his face paling. In the end, he could only futilely try to comfort her, like a pitiful parent accompanying their child to the most terrifying vaccine, his voice dry and lacking any real conviction:

"Zeta-san! Hang in there! It's just... just drawing some light particles... consider it... donating blood? Yes, donating blood! Remember Zero-sensei's approval just now!!"

Meanwhile, deep within the lower levels of the Armory Headquarters building, in a dimly lit office perpetually filled with the aroma of premium hand-ground coffee.

Having deactivated his transformation, Jugglus Juggler—perfectly embodying the role of Captain "Shota Hebikura"—is now completely relaxed, nestled in his luxurious leather office chair.

The delicate bone china cup in my hand is filled with freshly brewed black coffee made from rare coffee beans, exuding a rich aroma of caramel and nuts.

Just as he was enjoying this moment of tranquility—

"Waaaaaahh ...

A piercing scream, like a pig being slaughtered, penetrated the building's precise soundproofing layers and clearly reached Captain Hebikura's sensitive eardrums.

The corners of his mouth turned up almost imperceptibly, the curve slowly deepening until it finally settled into a "pleasing" and contented smile.

“Heh…” Shota Hebikura looked at the air filled with the aroma of coffee and seemed to be reciting a philosophical maxim, “What a… harmonious and energetic work atmosphere.”

He brought the cup to his lips again, took a deep breath of the intoxicating aroma, and then sipped a large mouthful of warm coffee, completely immersing himself in the melodious "background music."

As the steam rose in wisps, the cup seemed to reflect the silhouette of someone upstairs, clutching a timer and tearfully accusing someone into a giant syringe.

Chapter 146 The Debt Escape Mishap and the Spark for Special Training

Zeta's piercing "pig squeal" echoed for a full three seconds in the empty corridors of the armory building before gradually fading, finally turning into trembling, tearful sobs:

"Waaah... Doctor... could... could you give me a discount... or pay in installments..."

Dr. Rose remained unfazed, her hand holding the giant syringe as steady as a rock. On the tray held up by the soybean ball, a blood collection tube, shimmering with the unique, purplish glow of Delta Claw, was already half-filled.

"A discount?" A glint of cunning flashed in her icy blue eyes. "Little Zeta, do you know how much a top goddess's cameo appearance fee is in the universe?"

"The cost of the super-fast VIP interplanetary transport to move you and those guys from Earth to the asteroid belt is enough to buy ten Sevenger batteries."

She slowly switched to a slender syringe wreathed in pale green light and precisely aimed it at the core light particle generation node of Zeta Alpha armor form.

"As for installments? Of course~" She smiled and smiled beautifully. "However... there will be an extra 5% late fee for each installment, and... Huang Douqiu will go to your Zeta Wonderland door at midnight every day to play a debt collection voice reminder."

"Whoa—!" Imagining the terrifying scene of being pierced by the shrill cries of the soybean balls every day, Zeta's mental body experienced another violent fluctuation. "No! I'll draw! I'll draw them all!!!"

Haruki, who was pushed forward to take the hit, was on the verge of tears, but could only grit his teeth and say, "Doctor! Please be gentle! Zeta-san is already very weak!"

"Don't worry~ I'm very gentle." Rose gently pushed with her fingertip, and the needle pierced the skin. "Besides, this is good for your evolution," she said, though she was making it up, her tone was as serious as if she were explaining something scientific.

"Regularly releasing redundant light particles, just like humans donating blood, can promote the metabolism of the core energy circuit."

She nodded in satisfaction as she looked at the neatly arranged "compensation" balls, each gleaming with a different luster, on the tray of soybean balls after collecting the last tube of light particles.

"Hmm, everything's complete, plus the previous gamma sample...perfect."

She looked up at Haruki, whose face was deathly pale, and Zeta, who was huddled up in a ball. "Well then, according to the agreement, the bill is now settled~ Welcome to encounter danger again next time~ I'll give you a VIP discount~"

"There won't be a next time! Absolutely!" Zeta and Haruki cried out in unison.

Just then, Mr. Ye Hu's somewhat anxious voice came through the maintenance crew's communicator: "Dr. Rose! Dr. Rose! Something bad has happened! The repair of King G. Joe's Pedanium particle channel has encountered some trouble; the damage is more serious than expected! We need you to come and take a look immediately!"

"Understood, coming right away." Rose dropped her teasing expression and instantly regained the composure of a professional mechanic.

She solemnly handed the refrigerated box containing the light particles to the robotic arm that Huang Douqiu had extended. "Huang Douqiu, send these samples back to my encrypted sample library and label and archive them."

The soybean ball's display screen lit up with the emoticon "(皿)！Mission accomplished!" and it steadily carried the box away quickly.

Watching the Doctor's figure disappear hastily into the light of the teleportation array, Haruki and Zeta seemed to have all their strength drained away in an instant. The two of them collapsed onto the cold floor of the Myriad House with a "thump," panting heavily, as if they had just crawled out of Greeza's belly.

Haruki subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his smooth forehead, as if there was an invisible layer of cold sweat there: "Zeta-san... I swear, from now on I'll have to weld the Riser to my hand... It's terrifying..."

Zeta's voice was weak and listless, carrying a sense of relief after surviving a close call: "Oh... Haruki... me too... I never want to hear the word 'bill' again..."

The two young people lay paralyzed with lingering fear, their minds completely blank, unable to think about a more crucial question: How did Dr. Rose, who clearly had no authority, manage to sneak into Zeta's private "Museum" without anyone noticing?

This little bit of mystery seems insignificant in the face of their enormous psychological trauma.

Since that debt collection turmoil, the Earth has actually ushered in a long-awaited peace.

Perhaps it was because the news of those infamous names in the universe—Gilbaris, Greiza, Cerebro, and Ultra Killer—falling one after another on this small blue planet had already spread like wildfire on some unknown "dark web" in the universe.

The deterrent effect was surprisingly good, so much so that when the imposing and technologically advanced "Unit 4" made its official debut and stood proudly in the public eye, not a single foolish alien force dared to jump out.

Peace continued, and it seemed the mission was about to come to an end.

Rose, the "genius mechanic" of the armory, began packing up her belongings from her temporary residence and laboratory on Earth, gradually filling bottles, jars, instruments and equipment into the space expansion box.

Of course, one particular "collection" is an exception—Cerebro. That thing had long been securely placed in the restraint device, waiting to be left as a parting "gift" for Yuuka.

However... Rose's fingers unconsciously twirled a strand of light golden hair, and she felt as if she had overlooked something important. The ever-present Boss gently tapped her: What happened to the trial?

"Oh right..." Rose opened her mouth slightly as if she had just realized something.

I recently made a "guest appearance" using the pseudonym of the goddess Ereshkigal, and the rows of dazzling light particle samples of Zeta in various forms that I collected are really of great research value.

She became completely absorbed in the lab, utterly forgetting the grand promises she had made. Now that things have come to this, she couldn't just renege on her promise... so she decided to drag someone else down with her! Heh heh!

The teleportation array glowed at her fingertips.

"Huh? What kind of trouble are you up to now?"

His rare moment of rest was interrupted, and Jugglus frowned, glaring angrily at the "uninvited guest" who had suddenly appeared behind him.

He had just relaxed in his apartment, a glass of fine red wine beside him, the atmosphere unusually leisurely. Rose's sudden appearance startled him, causing his wrist to twitch, and a few drops of deep red wine inevitably splashed out, spreading into small "blood flowers" on the clean floor.

Fortunately, he was the Phantom Demon Jugglus Juggler; if it were an ordinary person, they would probably be terrified.

However, when the girl wore that "you're definitely interested" expression, indicating that her "Racing Jeep Training Program Pro" required his cooperation as an experienced "instructor," and that the target was a certain young Warrior of Light.

Jugglus's tightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed, replaced by an intrigued, even slightly malicious, smile.

"Heh, this is interesting~" Jugglus swirled the remaining red wine in his glass, the ruby-like liquid reflecting a dangerous luster under the light. "However, bringing up this kind of plan so soon sounds a bit like making his final arrangements?"

Rose, her thoughts exposed, wasn't annoyed at all. Instead, she smiled even more brightly and playfully spread her palms: "Yeah~ What a pity, I'm going to slip away before you~ What a shame~"

Her smile grew even brighter, and seeing Jugglus's face instantly darken, she casually dropped another bombshell: "Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, Xiao Lu has probably already shared the good news that you've settled down on Earth~"

She gestured with her eyes to Jugglus Juggler's well-known "arch-nemesis," and sure enough, Jugglus Juggler's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. "You...!"

Rose watched his dramatic change of expression with satisfaction, and before he could react, her figure was swiftly swallowed by the light of the teleportation array, leaving only a final, smiling farewell:

"Just stay on this lovely Earth and continue being your ace salaryman in the armory, Mugen-kun~"

The teleportation light completely dissipated, and the apartment returned to silence. Jugglus clicked his tongue in annoyance at the air.

To be honest, it would be a lie to say I'm not a little reluctant to part with those guys at the armory after spending so much time with them. But letting him stay here, only to have him found by that guy Hong Kai and look at me with that "happy old father" gaze...

Disgusting things like, "Great, Jugglus, you finally have a place to stay and companions..." Just imagining that scene makes Jugglus feel like his whole body is being wrapped in Saurus's tentacles!

Jugglus grew increasingly frustrated, the image of being tricked by Rose and about to face Kai's "gratified" greeting lingering in his mind.

He downed the remaining red wine in his glass in one gulp, the crimson liquid sliding down his throat, but it couldn't extinguish the nameless fire within him. Turning this frustration into motivation to "train" (or rather, beat up) Zeta? That was certainly a good idea!

But using Geppetton? The thought only flashed through his mind before he dismissed it with disdain. While dealing with that Ultra Killer last time had given him some exercise, his approach... was too gentle!

(A wanderer, sipping a marble soda straw somewhere, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine: Hmm? Is someone talking about me again?)