The New Generation of Ultraman Villains

Fa Zui lay on the sofa and prepared to relax. This relationship seemed really messy...

After a while, Fazui's handsome eyes opened and looked at Sangbiao's cat butt.

The cosmic consciousness heard the cat outside yelling that someone was taking advantage of him, so he poked his head out of the kitchen.

I saw that Fazui was holding Sangbiao and sucking his belly.

……

Hikari drew on the light screen and finally pointed to a figure, the cosmic consciousness.

The Galactic Empire can grasp the movements of the Kingdom of Light in a timely manner, and the help of cosmic consciousness cannot be ruled out.

It is unknown whether petty criminal offenses have the ability to convey information.

At Dyna's invitation, Tiga, Dark Belial, Little Zero, Little Taiga, and Little Zeta joined the gaming team together.

Taro was very touched by the help of Tiga and Dyna-senpai in taking care of the children.

Tregear's movement to close the door was stopped, and he met the golden eyes of No. 6, who was staring at him fiercely.

Taro squeezed into Tregear's room and hugged him.

Torrekia, who was pressed against the door, felt a little uneasy. Although Taiga was among his No. 6, the sun was setting beside him.

It’s just that the negative emotions that children suppressed while watching the movie have not completely disappeared.

He followed the footsteps of chaos, trying to approach his sun from the other side.

However, the ending of the parallel universe is boring and empty.

However, in that universe, his child's punishment was a combination of light and darkness...

The Taro of the parallel universe was also somewhat mad, perhaps just like the one before him, only he had never experienced the separation of life and death, and used Taiga as a bargaining chip...

"Why did you think of using Taiga..."

"Because Taiga looks like Torrey."

……

Tregear was silent. Apart from that little bit of blue, Taiga was clearly more like No. 6.

“…I didn’t notice.”

"I can see the shadow of Torre in Taiga. He is also very persistent in certain things."

Tregear was about to speak when Taro gently touched the side of his face and said, "Tregear, it's rare that Taiga is not at home..."

"Um……"

Taro was overjoyed at Tregear's gentle response.

The red and blue hands interlocked their fingers, and the blue hand unconsciously exerted force, holding on to the only place he could exert force on.

Tregear felt a little impatient, and the timer on his chest exchanged light particles with each other.

Taro's light enveloped Tregear, making him feel drowsy and exceptionally warm.

All those troubled thoughts were calmed, and Tregear felt that perhaps this emotion was satisfaction.

Let the sun also bear his mark...

The bright blue eyes stared at Taro, and by the time Taro reacted, he had already been pressed down on the bed by Tregear.

The blue and slender figure has a strong waist and long legs, but it does not look as powerful as the red tribe.

"Torre..."

The sensitive Ultra Antenna fell into Tregear's hands, and Taro felt his heart tremble.

"No. 6, what you said the other day... I want to hear it again."

Taro reached out and touched Tregear's crystal timer.

"I want to hold hands with Torre."

"Please, Torrey, be kind to this... bastard of mine."

"Well, my... No. 6."

Tregear was satisfied. His sun had become fragile just for him.

A blue figure and a red figure lay neck to neck, with a red cloak half spread on the bed.

Little Taiga said he was very happy to sleep with his little cousin.

Ozeta asked why not let him squeeze in?

A new day has arrived in the Kingdom of Light, and the figure of the Universe Storyteller has arrived as expected.

After the "interesting" last episode, everyone is particularly curious about what today will be like.

"I heard from the Punishment Officer that there was an anecdote about the blood punishment, and it was related to horoscope reading."

"A river of sin and blood, a narrow escape from death, two lives in a different world, and finally freedom."

[The mimic of His Majesty the Emperor of the Galactic Empire walks in the night, his long, dark hair streaked with a streak of silver-red, fluttering in the wind.]

[The scarlet eyes watched the figure dancing with a sword in the peach forest.]

[A somewhat drunken punishment, a chaotic sword move filled with murderous intent, and finally, the sword energy swept up the falling petals, and the lightsaber was casually stuck in the ground.]

[“Have you been drinking?” His Majesty the Emperor glanced at the fallen wine jug.]

[“A little bit, Your Majesty…”]

[The blue-black military jacket and cape were left aside, leaving only his inner garment on, with a few buttons undone, and the young man saluted somewhat lamely.]

[The Emperor approaches Blood Punishment and asks, "Are you confident in your journey to Earth?"]

[“Of course not, my Lord, but I don’t have the time…”]

[Blood Punishment's body became a little unsteady, and he fell into His Majesty's arms.]

"I hope you live well and be punished." His Majesty the Emperor lowered his head slightly, looking at the person who leaned against his arms for warmth.

"Then it depends on God's will... My Majesty." Blood Punishment gestured with his hand, which was grasped by the Emperor.

[His Majesty the Emperor gently caresses the crimson mole on the pale wrist of the Punisher.]

[As His Majesty returned to the palace, palace servants knelt prostrate on the ground. Beneath the blood-red royal robe lay the Blood Punishment, which was being held horizontally.]

"Your Majesty, I will escort the executioner back." Barreru's humanoid mimic came forward and spoke.

[“No need, I’ll take him to rest.” The Emperor’s back entered the bedroom.]

[Without waiting for His Majesty to place the Punishment on the bed, the Blood Punishment hooked the young emperor's neck and brought him to the bed.]

The light screen in Torrekia's hand was cracked, and Dark Belia looked over.

"Jed was just taking care of the drunk. Deputy Director, please don't be so angry."

Taro coaxed Tregear and asked for help from his old father, "Please persuade Belia..."

Father of Ultra just feels overwhelmed...

[“Your Majesty, you’re reluctant to let me go…”]

[His Majesty the Emperor rests his arms on the bed, lightly pressing down on the punishment.]

[“You are drunk, punishable by law.”]

[“No… I’m not drunk…” The boy’s dark eyes were misty and misty.]

[“Yeah, not drunk.”]

["I'm cold..." Blood Punishment hid himself in His Majesty's arms and found a comfortable position to sleep.]

[The Emperor sighed slightly, stood up, and sat down beside the bed, holding the person in his arms. The gauze curtain automatically dropped.]

"Astrologer, you've finally got some results." His Majesty the Emperor looked out the curtain.

"Your Majesty, the Judge's fate indicates a near-death experience, with little chance of survival."

[But there is also an opportunity that shows that the Judge can escape fate in another world…] An old voice sounded.

"Got it. You may go down." The astrologer's floating crystal ball came before the Emperor.

[Two miniature figures appeared above the crystal ball: Zero and Lingjia.]

[His Majesty the Emperor bows his head slightly, his fingertips lightly caressing the lips of the Punished.]

["pity……"]

The light screen in Torrekia's hand completely shattered to the ground.

Ultra Father hopes his best friend Belia will say less...

"Humph! What matters is that my son Zed likes it."

"Deputy Director Torre, my Geed, as the Emperor of the Galactic Empire, is naturally the best."

"Blood punishment is a crime, and it's not impossible to be the empress of the empire."

"Lord Belia, my little criminal is only five years old. He is your son and has bad intentions."

Torrekia was so angry when he saw Belia's mouth.

"Heh, my son is only 19, so why can't he look like an emperor?"

"Then he would be willing to give up the throne of the Emperor of the Galactic Empire as punishment?"

"Humph! Deputy Director Torre has great ambitions."

"Same here, Lord Belia is delusional."

Taro and Ultra Father looked at each other and sighed heavily.