Moonlight team, are you awake?

The appearance of Ultraman is not without significance, because many lives have been saved by Ultraman, and countless families have been spared destruction because of Ultraman's existence.

They truly felt that their battles on Earth had genuinely protected so many people.

The reunion with old friends here, though it brought a sense of melancholy and a touch of sadness to those who had lived for tens of thousands of years, gave the Ultra Brothers a reason why they absolutely could not lose.

Ultraman would risk his life to protect strangers, but this protection stems from his virtue and his love for life.

But at this moment, what they found was a reason to fight that belonged only to them, something different from a sense of responsibility and belief, something that could reach their hearts directly.

Ultraman who finds this thing is terrifyingly powerful.

Chapter 419 Dark Lingjia, save me!

This battle at this moment can be described as an unintentional control group experiment.

Both the Ultra Brothers and the Dark Ultra Brothers on the other side now possess stats at the level of a minor king, and their mechanics have also been improved compared to before.

The Ultra Brothers' mechanics are self-evident; they've all been specifically enhanced based on their own characteristics and strengths. The Dark Ultra Brothers, on the other hand, rely on the simple, brutal, but effective Softia Three-Pronged Attack—super-thick health bars, super-fast health regeneration, and infinite mana.

The reason it is called a control group experiment is that both sides happened to evolve within a short period of time, based on the original Ultra Brothers.

What Sphia collected was a very complete set of Ultra Medal data. With Ye Fu's craftsmanship, the Ultra Brothers replicas were truly equivalent to the originals.

Furthermore, their stats were enhanced to the level of a minor king, and they were given the powerful mechanics that the Sphia chimera always possessed.

The Ultra Brothers, through special training and bonds, also reached the King level and improved their own mechanics.

This can be seen as two different paths of evolution, and it now seems obvious which one is superior.

Even though their numerical values ​​are at the same level, the actual combat power of the Ultra Brothers far exceeds that of the Dark Ultra Brothers. They have been steadily suppressing their opponents for almost the entire battle, and if nothing unexpected happens, their opponents will soon be forced to combine into Dark Ultra Tai.

I was initially watching the battle with the mindset of watching an anime live, but the moment he relaxed his guard slightly, a strong sense of crisis suddenly crept into his heart, and he felt the hairs on the back of his head stand on end.

Without any hesitation, Meng instantly entered battle mode and, with an almost instinctive strike, repelled the dark assassin who was preparing to ambush him from a distance.

I had imagined that the Dark Killer might be watching the battle from the sidelines, just like him, and that perhaps a dark version of Heisei Oo and a new generation of warriors would appear later.

But Dark Killer clearly didn't have such leisure time. While the Dark Ultra Brothers were fighting, it had already sneaked behind Gamu, intending to ambush and kill him.

However, the situation is very different now than before.

Previously, Sphia could easily overwhelm a monster of a much higher level with her stats, causing me to fight across ranks almost every day, and I had to win each time by risking my life.

But now, my dream has reached the King level.

Apart from the mother Zavors, even Sphia couldn't easily pull out something to crush a king-level being.

This means that from now on, I can only fight against opponents of the same level as my dream.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the Dark Assassin that Sphia has sent out is a King-level being, someone who can dominate other universes. In my eyes, such a person is not worth mentioning at all.

I'm not afraid of a Specia chimera that's a whole level higher than mine, let alone one that's at the same level.

If it were a guy like Goldras whose mechanics were so strong that he almost surpassed the King level, then I would really have to use my brain. But the Dark Assassin Super Evil on the other side is a genuine player with the same stats as Goldras, and he doesn't have any abnormal mechanics. Fighting against this kind of opponent can be described as a leisurely affair.

Meanwhile, the Dark Assassin was completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation. Although its attempt to ambush was discovered by my dream in advance, it didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, the opponent was also a king-level character. If it had actually succeeded in ambushing him, it would have been too weak.

Having failed in its first attack, the Dark Assassin had no choice but to reveal itself. At this moment, it had naturally been transformed into a Specia chimera, but it was not very noticeable from its appearance. Apart from a few Specia organs that could prove its identity, it looked no different from before.

"You must be Gaia of this universe. It's incredible. I never thought there would be such a powerful Gaia individual." The Dark Assassin sneered as he approached a short distance in front of my dream.

"Based on the data Sphia gave me, you seem to be a life form that it pays special attention to. Looking at your past combat records, they are indeed quite interesting—but that's all for now."

The Dark Assassin pointed at my dream: "Next, I will show you why I am called the 'Dark Assassin'."

"Hahahahahahahaha..." Upon hearing this, I Meng burst into laughter as if it were the first time I had ever seen Captain Yantou in such a state.

Judging from the tone of Dark Killer, Sphia did not take away its will, but only made it do things according to its orders. Perhaps this was because Dark Killer was more familiar with the direction of the Ultra race.

But I never dreamed it would be so funny.

"Many people want to kill me, who do you think you are?" I dreamed and unleashed a Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger at it.

"Arrogant!" The Dark Assassin instantly conjured purplish-black light in his hands. This was not an offensive beam of light, but a special spatial beam.

Anyone hit by this beam of light will be forcibly transported to its dark killer space.

It's similar to Zagi's Dark Realm G; Ultra Warriors who enter it not only have their power suppressed, but also experience an uncontrollable and rapid loss of energy.

Zero and Grigio were once imprisoned in this space. To take care of Grigio, who was not good at fighting, Zero gave her a lot of energy, which made him extremely weak.

The Dark Assassin's thought at this moment was simple: to lock my dream in a dark space and then torture him properly.

Fighting within its own dark space gives it a tremendous advantage; even against a fellow King-level opponent, it can absolutely dominate.

Under the illumination of the spatial beam, the purplish-black space instantly filled my dream, and it looked like it was about to trap him inside.

Just then, a sharp sword light flashed, and the space that the Dark Assassin had just formed was cut in two and then slowly dissipated.

In the gradually dissipating darkness, the figure of my dream appeared.

The moment it saw my dream's figure, the Dark Killer was still considering its next move, but it didn't realize that when fighting my dream, even what the naked eye sees may not be real.

The instant the illusion created by the Reality Gem attracted the Dark Assassin's attention, I suddenly appeared in front of it and grabbed its neck.

"Is the fighting next door too loud, or can't you hear me?" I smiled at the Dark Assassin. "Consider it a request: could you let me break a sweat?"

"You're too arrogant!" the Dark Assassin roared in fury. It instantly transformed its hands into purplish-black energy claws and attacked Meng. But Meng found this simple and unadorned move too easy to deal with.

He casually shifted back two steps, dodging the Dark Assassin's direct attack, and then kicked away the Dark Assassin's outstretched claws with a high kick.

In that instant, he clenched his right fist, and the Cosmic Needle instantly transformed into a power gem in his palm. Then, with all his might, he punched the dark assassin in the chest, leaving him completely unprepared.

A meteor suddenly appeared in the universe, and the Dark Assassin was sent flying backward uncontrollably by this unstoppable force.

At a normal deceleration rate, the Dark Assassin would probably need to fly several light-years to stabilize his body, but I Dream obviously wouldn't give him time to leisurely fly backwards.

As the Dark Killer flew backward, I Dream had already teleported to its path and delivered a Supreme Flying Kick, striking the Dark Killer as it flew backward.

The moment it struck, over 90% of the cells in the Dark Assassin's body were instantly shattered. Fortunately, the Dark Assassin was currently in the form of a King-level Sphia synthetic beast. Despite the shattering of most of its cells, it managed to hold on for a breath and even recovered its body in half a breath.

This situation was exactly what I had expected, after all, he had been dealing with Sphia for so long, and he knew better than anyone how resilient the other party was.

Just as the Dark Assassin was repairing his body and preparing to counterattack, Imu suddenly raised his hand and took out the Ultra Dumbbell. The flash emitted by the Ultra Dumbbell then robbed the Dark Assassin of his five senses in a very short time.

At this moment, the Dark Killer was extremely panicked, because it realized that it had no control over the rhythm of the battle.

It had no idea what unexpected but extremely effective move the opponent would use next. Just now, after the space dissipated, it saw the opponent's figure. What a logical scene that was, like peeling an eggshell to reveal the egg inside.

It turned out that it was an illusion created by the other party. In that instant, he was directly choked by the other party.

Choking someone doesn't pose a real threat to a King-level being, but it's very shameful.

Even though they were of the same level, the fact that the opponent immediately locked him in a chokehold as soon as they exchanged blows shows that there was a huge gap in their combat abilities.

Just as I was about to retaliate, the opponent seemed to know exactly what I was going to do, dodging the attack before it had even fully begun.

After dodging, he immediately delivered an unimaginable punch. The Dark Assassin didn't know how he managed to unleash such an attack. He had clearly activated his subspace barrier at that moment, but the purple power pierced right through the barrier and sent him flying backward.

That wasn't just sending a body tens of meters tall flying; it was sending a powerful, defensive being, at the Great King level, flying backwards. The difference in significance is enormous.

Not to mention that he was kicked to pieces, after which his body was rebuilt, the opponent actually pulled out a control item with zero frames.

How are you supposed to fight this? The opponent's move list is from a completely different dimension. Even the best brain can't guess what kind of skill he's going to use next to slap you.

Only then did the Dark Assassin finally fully understand why Sphia valued this guy so much.

Despite both being at the King level, and the opponent's stats not being higher than its own, it was already spinning like a top after only a few rounds of fighting.

Driven to desperation, the dark assassin could only cry out in his heart, "Dark Linga, save me!!!"

Chapter 420 Even if you beg me, I won't let you go.

In his utter despair, the Dark Assassin remembered his greatest savior: the Dark Linga, created by his own power.

To be precise, Dark Renge has not yet appeared. Specia has only created all the Dark New Generation Warriors who can combine into Renge, and theoretically they can indeed combine into Dark Renge at any time upon giving an order.

In the instant that I was being whipped around like a spinning top in my dream, the Dark Assassin only wanted to immediately unleash this ultimate trump card.

In just a few rounds of combat, the Dark Assassin's attitude towards my dream had subtly shifted from initial disdain to fear.

If I could do it all over again, the Dark Assassin would never have taken another step toward this guy. If it weren't for Sphia's orders, it wouldn't have even considered fighting me.

The reason is simple: this guy's move list is too bizarre, and it's impossible to understand him using ordinary combat logic.

The only way to beat this guy is to crush him head-on with stats that are so high they ignore everything, or mechanics that are so powerful they ignore everything, leaving no room for maneuver.

Only in this way can we avoid trying to understand this guy's bizarre but extremely effective moves and redirect the combat logic back to the rhythm they are most suited to.

But in reality, Softia has always done this. Almost all the monsters it sent to fight Wamu have met these two criteria to some extent, but they still lost.

And now, the most terrifying situation has occurred—my dream's stats have also reached the King level, which is theoretically the strongest level under normal circumstances.

Even for Sphia, the only card left that can overpower the King is the last one, and it clearly doesn't have any plans to immediately engage in a decisive battle with I-Dream.

In game terms, the "King-level" stats mean that the character has reached the maximum level in the current version, is wearing the strongest endgame gear, has maxed out all enhancements, and has all the necessary support and items maxed out.

If the universe were a game, then the top-tier characters would be the players who have reached the end of their careers.

Under normal circumstances, there would never be such a "graduated player" because it is just too damn grindy. A game of a few dozen gigabytes can take players a long time to complete, let alone a game that is based on the entire universe.

It's hard to imagine how much effort it would take to grind the game to completion on a cosmic scale.

Moreover, under normal circumstances, there is no need to grind to the end. If a particularly serious problem occurs, the players don't need to solve it. The GM, the legendary figure, will immediately step in and take strong action.

But my dream universe happens to be an ultimate cesspool with no legitimate GMs and only cheating players.

In this environment, normal players have to rack their brains and grind as hard as they can to improve themselves to a level that can counter cheating.

Under these circumstances, one after another king-level existence was painstakingly created.

Now that I've also become one of the "graduated players," the methods I used to use to suppress and bully him with levels and equipment are no longer effective.

The Dark Assassin called out in his heart for a long time, but not a single Dark Warrior, let alone Dark Lingga, responded to him.

Although these Dark Warriors were created using the Dark Killer's abilities, the Dark Killer himself was already a ball of fluff in Scia's body, so how could he possibly retain control over the Dark Warriors?

No matter how the Dark Assassins cried for help, Sphia's instruction to the Dark Warriors was only one: "Ignore them."

Having lost reinforcements, the Dark Assassin had no choice but to fight to the death on his own. With this do-or-die courage, the Dark Assassin actually unleashed some extraordinary power, knocking my dream back two steps with a single punch during their exchange.

But it was better that I missed; when I did hit, it actually made me excited.

After taking two steps back, I patted the dust off my chest and couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Wow, getting hit doesn't immediately deplete my health bar, nor does it make me spin in mid-air like a top? This feels so novel!"

"?!" The Dark Assassin was confused. He had only managed to hit him once, so why was the guy getting excited?

I was just using killer boxing, not thug's excitement boxing!

But there was no time to worry about that now. The Dark Assassin kept slashing out energy blades from his hands, trying to force Wo Meng back.

However, facing this barrage of cutting techniques, I walked towards it as if strolling leisurely.

"Impossible! Is this guy trying to dodge with his agility? No way! The distance between these cutting techniques is less than half a meter! How could someone with his massive body—what?!"

Under the watchful eye of the Dark Assassin, my enormous body instantly shrank to life-size the moment I charged forward, then, as if entering bullet time, effortlessly weaved through the gaps in the various cutting techniques.

Although it may sound like a very time-consuming act, it actually happened in the blink of an eye. From an ordinary person's perspective, it was as if Gamu's body passed through those sharp light blades as if it were passing through a wall. Only a Dark Assassin with the observational ability of a King-level expert could see clearly what Gamu had just done.

An immense sense of fear instantly overwhelmed the Dark Killer's heart. It subconsciously used teleportation, instantly traversing the distance of countless galaxies to teleport itself to an extremely remote, desolate planet.

The moment he landed, the Dark Assassin gasped for breath, and cold sweat poured down his face.

That's right, Gamu didn't do anything to it just now. In fact, judging from the scene alone, Dark Killer did a pretty good job—it knocked Gamu back with one punch and even launched a counterattack with a cutting technique. Although it didn't cause any damage, the battle seemed to have just begun.

In reality, the Dark Assassin's back was already soaked with sweat.

That guy had a relaxed smile on his face the whole time; he didn't take me seriously at all.

If it stems from arrogance, that's a good thing; underestimating your opponent in battle makes it easier for them to find an opportunity to exploit.

But the reality was completely different. From the perspective of the Dark Assassin, all it felt was utter despair. Of all the moves it had exchanged with him, the only time it had landed a hit was with zero damage, which only made the guy more excited. Moreover... standing in front of that guy, it always felt like the battle had only just begun, and it had already lost.

Just as the Dark Assassin breathed a sigh of relief, a strong and powerful hand suddenly landed on its shoulder.

"Oi, skipping class is bad behavior."

The Dark Assassin's neck seemed rusty as he stiffly turned his head, meeting the relaxed smile of I-Dream.

"I'll fight you to the death!" Without any hesitation, the Dark Assassin gathered all his strength and stabbed at my dream with a claw.

I casually sidestepped the opponent's direct attack, then skillfully reached out from the side and grabbed the Dark Assassin's wrist. With a slight movement of my hands, the Dark Assassin's entire arm was twisted into a pretzel.

It would be no problem to tear the entire arm off, but then the Dark Assassin would immediately grow a new arm, which would be pointless.