The New Generation of Ultraman Villains

In the parallel universe, Faos had no complaints about the temple, but since his other half wanted to be transformed, he followed his wishes.

The blue figure looked at the peach blossom cake on the table, tilted his head and looked at the cosmic consciousness. "Why do you always give him this?"

"Ah, doesn't He love to eat?" The cosmic consciousness was a little confused for a moment.

"...He just likes uniquely shaped sweets. You give him the same ones every day, thank goodness he's not picky."

Torre Yaxi curled the corner of his mouth. When did he say that he loved to eat?

The cosmic consciousness was speechless, and then met those bright white, calm and gentle eyes. Faos was tired of eating and didn't pick and choose...

Thinking of this, He really deserves to die... He kept sending peach blossom cakes for a long time, and the cosmic consciousness couldn't help but cover his face.

The temple where Faos often stayed had become more lively after a renovation.

The mechanical warriors have been given a service function to tend to the flowers and plants in the temple.

Faos, in life-size form, stood quietly under the cherry tree, with cherry-pink petals falling on the god's shoulders.

In front of his half body, he did not want to expose his current weakness... he would not be able to control his true self.

As long as the universe is repaired...

The bright white eye lamp looked towards the void. The remaining power of the light had almost been stripped away from the cosmic barrier.

As for how to wake them up from their slumber, that will be left to Banshen.

He had no ties to them, and in their current state, they couldn't be forcibly awakened...

"What are you looking at?" Torre Yaxi leaned against the silver-black god.

Faos turned slightly to the side, hugged the half body that seemed to have no bones, and shared the memory just now.

The blue fingertips played with the black snake head and paused lightly, "Faus..."

The white and calm eye lamp lowered its head slightly, and Torre Yaxi hugged the quiet god, with his cheek pressed against the scarlet bird core.

He didn't know how much it would cost for Phaos to separate those rays of light from the cosmic barrier.

Even if he asked, Faos wouldn't tell.

Is he too greedy... Phaos...

"No."

Normally, the silver-black deity, who was very frugal with words, spoke in a gentle voice.

"Next time, I'll bring you a small cake that I made myself."

Torreyaxi stood up straight, stretched out his blue arm, and gently touched the side of the god's face with his fingertips.

The gentle white eyes met the faint golden-blue phoenix eyes.

"can."

Even if his other half is a little greedy, there is nothing wrong with that, and he also wants him to be free.

On Earth, Faos was dragged by Yaxi to play dice.

Regarding activities on Earth, what identity should I use...

As for the maximum points, when it was Faos' turn, everyone skipped it tacitly.

Be frugal with words, forget about being a villain...it would be a bit beneath God's dignity to let him do it.

Torre Yaxi looked at the white words on the red background on the turntable and curled the corners of his mouth.

"When did this item appear on the turntable?"

The cosmic consciousness subconsciously wanted to look at the system, and then, it was stepped on by the system under the table.

"...I think I chose it randomly." The cosmic consciousness took the blame with tears in its eyes.

A projection of Faos, the young man's gentle gaze fell on the turntable, which showed the words "women's clothing".

The system's cold face smiled maliciously. Yaxi couldn't help but cover her face and said, "No, I have to bring Faos with me..."

Phaos Amadea, the god's androgynous face was serene and gentle, with long silver hair draped behind him.

The system looked away. No, no, that would give him the illusion of blasphemy.

...............

In the parallel movie-watching universe, after the conditions of most of the Silver Cross patients stabilized, the movie-watching activities resumed.

"This storyteller is quite humane. He waited until the patients woke up before continuing the movie."

Gagula, who was sitting cross-legged on a chair sipping coffee, spoke softly.

"Everyone, let's continue to observe the Galactic Empire."

[A pure white consciousness space, a cosmic consciousness in a white robe, emitting a warm white light.]

[A dark blue figure stood in opposition to the cosmic consciousness, its narrow crimson eyelights gazing into the void.]

["Have you figured it out?" The ethereal voice of the cosmic consciousness sounded.]

[Fa Zui tilted his head slightly, looking towards the Cosmic Consciousness. After a long pause, he uttered, "No."]

[“I have no choice, I can only accept my fate, right…” Fa Zui chuckled.]

“But, having experienced the warmth of light, I too will crave it, and I will be unwilling to give up…”

[The dark blue figure of the Punisher turns and says, "If you sacrifice me, I can alleviate your regrets..."]

"Then I'm willing to do it." Fa Zui paused and raised his head slightly.

[“Also, you don’t have to remind me so often, Universal Awareness.”]

[The punishment vanished into the pure white space of consciousness. The cosmic consciousness stretched out its hand slightly, and the black and white powers swirled around each other.]

"I have no choice. Punishment. This is the last time the universe is reshaping its reincarnation cycle. This universe needs you..."

[The Origin of Darkness and the Origin of Light, the Flame of Purification and the Origin of Pollution, will all merge with you..."]

"If the fusion succeeds, you will no longer be you." The ethereal voice of the cosmic consciousness carries a hint of sadness.

"No, that's not the case..." Tregear's heart felt as if it had been struck hard.

That's not the case. Shouldn't they rescue Little Punishment from under the Spark Tower after the cosmic barrier is repaired?

Then, the little light ball would call him mother happily and softly.

Finally, he and No. 6 will be reunited with the children.

This is how it should be...

Tregear thought of the countless simulations he and Hikari had done, all of which had ended in failure.

He didn't believe it. Even though he knew the inferred data was correct, he was unwilling to believe it...

He had the audacity to modify history books and change the fate of others. He accepted his fate...

Tregear couldn't help but lower his head, and golden light particles fell on the hem of the cloak. Taro suppressed his heartache and hugged the blue figure in his arms.

Blue fingertips grasped Taro's arm tightly. He, too, longed for the warmth of the sun...

"No. 6, if... the punishment fails..."

"Torre, he won't lose! Our child will succeed!" Taro grabbed Torrekia's shoulders and stared into those bright blue eyes.

"Torre, the minor penalty will definitely succeed."

“No. 6…”

Tregear suddenly felt that his No. 6 always only saw the bright side of things, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing...

Dark Belia threw the documents in his hand. This black-hearted ball of light said that he accepted his fate...

Why should you accept your fate? You are such a cunning kid, how can you accept your fate?

People from the Kingdom of Light, could you please not raise your children to be so generous?

Dark Belia, who was a little annoyed, threw the pen he was using to review documents into the door.

His son, Zedd, a warrior who defied fate... but died at the hands of his own parallel universe...

Dark Belia felt a surge of anger in his heart, but it didn't seem like anger...

Zed...

"He... is willing."

Hikari couldn't help but sigh. The choice of punishment was rational and correct, but he was still a child...

Father Ultra held Mother Ultra's hand tightly, for he was afraid that if he let go, he would faint again.

"It's just a minor punishment, and it will be fine..." Mother Ultra suppressed her heartache and gently comforted Father Ultra on the hospital bed.

The Silver Cross was in turmoil again. Gagra stood quietly, feeling regretful...

Royal words...