Moonlight team, are you awake?

[It's a nose, not DIO]: "I have no objection."

[Strawberry Cream Cake]: "Gaia is awesome (heart emoji)!"

【Devil Gentleman】: "Has it finally come to this? It should be this way, the strong should be like this."

[Don't get involved with oil]: "Indeed impressive."

After receiving unanimous approval from the aliens, the Plaiser aliens immediately announced their decision regarding the Zetton aliens: "Zetton alien Damio has invaded the territory of an alliance member without permission and launched an attack, attempting to harm an interstellar alliance member. He is hereby stripped of his Zetton representative status and imprisoned in the Dark Nebula. Zetton will elect a new representative on its own."

[It's a nose, not DIO]: "Fine! So who's going to arrest me? If no one's going, I'll go myself, hehe, it's been a while since I've done it!"

[Zettonians Don't Understand Zettons]: "I really want to go too. I really want to pounce on that guy and mock him."

【Devil Gentleman】: "Haha, I'm getting a little itchy to talk about this. Ever since the Interstellar Alliance was established, we old folks have been living a life of leisure."

[Pressure Magician]: "No need to fight over it, I'll go myself this time."

[AreWangSaiGao]: "Holy crap, Old Pu, you're going to do it yourself?"

[Big Head, I'm Proud]: "Really? Is Old Putin going to make a move?"

【AAA Super Beast Wholesaler Mr. Asia】: "Haha, Old Pu, haven't done it in so long, are you itching to get your hands dirty?"

[Pressure Magician]: "It's not that I was itching to do it, it was just to show respect to the new member."

[Strawberry Cream Cake]: "Live stream, live stream! I'm late, I haven't seen Old Pu make a move yet, and I also want to see the Zetton aliens lying on the ground getting humiliated!"

[Master Gao from afar]: "Me too!"

[Pressure Magician]: "I'm not very good at tinkering with these young people's gadgets... How about you come with me, Batter?"

[Zettonians Don't Understand Zettons]: "Holy crap, 11111, are you really serious, Old Man? You're my real dad!"

At the headquarters on Planet Baltan, the other Baltans suddenly heard a deafening burst of maniacal laughter coming from their boss's office: "Haha ...

Chapter 87 You're too kind, come in and have a seat.

Headquarters of Jetton

Damio, a Zettonian, emerged from the central control room, drenched in sweat.

Unlike the Zetton of Planet Balt, which mainly operates in autonomous mode, the Zetton of Planet Zetton has added the function of manual operation. That is, the manufacturers of Zetton can connect themselves to Zetton in the holographic control room and exercise complete control, which is the legendary manual operation.

In terms of sheer power, this feature significantly enhances Zetton's capabilities. Zetton's manufacturers can train skilled fighters to use Zetton in combat, allowing them to remotely control the Zetton when needed by their employers, thus greatly improving Zetton's combat performance. After all, the skill level of professional fighters is beyond question.

Initially, this secret remained hidden. Many people who purchased Zettons from Zetton were very satisfied with their professional combat performance. However, one day, when an employer was using a Zetton in battle, a passing Plaiser alien noticed the remote control signal on the Zetton. After communicating with the employer, the secret was finally revealed.

This incident dealt a severe blow to Zetton's business, so much so that Damio, who was representing Zetton at the time, had to step forward, bow, and apologize, promising to make great efforts to rectify the quality and safety issues of Zetton. Even so, Zetton's sales market on Zetton began to decline from then on.

Around this time, the Zettons of Planet Balt also began to rise to prominence. Initially, the Zettons directly sued them in the Interstellar Court, accusing the Balts of stealing Zetton technology. However, embarrassingly, after testing by the Interstellar Court, it was found that the Zettons of Planet Balt and the Zettons of Planet Zetton actually came from different ancestors. They were descendants of the ancient Zettons from the Primordial Era, which were obtained by Planet Zetton and Planet Balt respectively, and then modern Zettons were cultivated using similar methods.

Since neither the genetic testing results nor the technical data presented by the Baltan aliens supported the claim of piracy or technology theft, the Interstellar Court ultimately acquitted Baltan, and Baltan was allowed to sell Zetton normally.

Since then, the Zettonians and the Baltanians have become irreconcilable mortal enemies, with both sides eagerly hoping that the other will wipe out their entire family as soon as possible.

Things like today have happened before, but they have all failed, which has made the Zettonians very indignant.

Damn it, we from Zetton were here first, so why did you, Balt, come from behind?

Frustrated, the Zettonian opened a live stream to see what other people thought of the battle.

The streamer was offline at the time, and the live stream room was completely dark, but fortunately, the previous message records were still there.

The Zettonian glanced at the message history and was instantly struck dumb. His single eye stared intently at the screen, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Incredible, isn't it? I find it incredible too, that you would do something so stupid." A strong hand landed on the shoulder of the Zettonian Damio without anyone noticing.

"Yay! Yay! Yay! Waaaaaaahh ...

"Don't be impatient, I'm just here to capture you." The Plaiser alien looked at him with a smile.

"P...Praeter Plott from the Presher aliens?" Damio from the Zetton aliens was instantly drenched in sweat.

Those who can gather together to chat as members of the Interstellar Alliance are all representatives of their respective planets, who have become the leaders of their planets for various reasons.

The alien who becomes the leader is not necessarily the strongest on that planet. It may be someone who has made outstanding contributions in certain fields, but Prot is indeed the strongest Plesian.

In the ancient times, interstellar wars raged in chaos. During one period, the Yapools created five ace killers that dominated the world for a time, unstoppable by anyone, and were known as the Super Five Brothers.

Until he encountered the Hipporito aliens, he happily acquired 5 bronze statues.

The Hipporito aliens, relying on their unique skills, once roamed the universe for a time, until they encountered the Pleasant aliens. The Pleasant aliens used their telekinesis to break the shield on Hipporito and then pinned him to the ground, making him fall flat on his face.

Everyone thought the Plesian aliens were about to dominate the universe, until a hundred billion Barossa soldiers stood before them, completely exhausting the Plesian aliens' psychic power and turning them into idiots.

Just when everyone thought that the Barossa's human wave tactic was the only true solution, the Dark Baltan aliens showed everyone what it meant to be an army of one person, born for war, by creating countless clones.

When the Dark Baltan aliens became the brightest new stars, the Presher alien Prot appeared in front of them. He used his telekinesis to instantly clear away the Dark Baltan aliens' clones and bind their main body. Then, at the peak of his power, he called on everyone to stop fighting. He said that no one in this universe had the strength to dominate, and continuing to fight would only result in a pile of dog brains falling out.

At first, of course, no one listened. But after fighting for tens of millions of years and realizing that they hadn't gained anything from it, they joined the Interstellar Alliance one by one at the call of the Plaiser aliens. In the years that followed, they lived in peace and quietly made a fortune together.

Prot himself said that after witnessing the death of the last strongest member of his clan, he was convinced that he was not invincible, so he had no idea of ​​dominating. However, so far, no one has the confidence to defeat him.

Now that Prot has come to take him personally, how could he not panic?

"Old Pu, it's just Earth that just joined the Alliance. Are you really going to take action against me for it?" Damio retreated, his bravado masking his underlying fear.

"Rules are rules. If we can just break the rules whenever we want, what's the point of the Interstellar Alliance?" The Plaiser shook his index finger. "According to the rules, since you've offended an Alliance member, the best you can do is go to the Dark Nebula and sit in jail."

"I don't want to go there!" At the mention of the Dark Nebula, deep fear flashed in Damio's single eye: "Going to a place like that is worse than death!"

The Dark Nebula is a special region in the universe with a unique magnetic field. Once any living being enters it, it cannot escape unless it has the help of a telekinetic master like the Plaiser.

Once exiled to the Dark Nebula, under its unique magnetic field, creatures lose all their senses, their bodies seemingly vanishing instantly. Only their consciousness remains.

In the endless darkness, only consciousness wanders in solitude, a punishment more terrible than death.

"Spare me! I'll do anything! I'll even send Zetton to Earth to fight for them for free! Please, just give me a chance!" Damio pleaded.

The Plaiser alien shook his head: "First of all, as I said, rules are rules."

"Secondly, do you think you still have the qualifications after making one failed political achievement after another?"

He clapped his hands, and another Zettonian in a suit walked in from outside.

"From today onwards, the new representative of Zetton will be the Zettonian Ed," the Plaisherian announced.

"No, how could this be?" Damio couldn't accept this outcome. When he realized that his fate seemed to be sealed, a ruthless glint flashed in Damio's eyes.

Going to the Dark Nebula is worse than death, so why not take a gamble? The outcome can't be any worse anyway.

He stepped back onto the table, pressed the button, and a cylindrical cabin suddenly rose in the center of the large hall. As the cabin slowly opened, Zetton, whose entire body had been transformed into mechanical parts, appeared before everyone.

"It's not completely finished yet... but it's enough for battle, get it!" Damio shouted hysterically.

Mecha Zetton, Damio's final creation, uses machinery to replicate Zetton's biological organs, replacing fragile flesh with tough metal. Its electronic brain stores data on Zetton combatants from all generations, making its application of Zetton's abilities absolutely unparalleled.

Damio originally planned to use Mechanical Zetton as a competitor to boost the market after ruining Batter's reputation, but he didn't expect to be captured by the Plaiser aliens before he could do anything.

"Sometimes, I just feel..." Facing the mechanical Zetton that had instantly teleported in front of him and was about to slash with its hands forming cleavers, the Prisher alien said without changing its expression:

"Everyone acted as if they were meeting me for the first time."

It stood still and did nothing, but suddenly, like a piece of laundry detergent falling into water, all the mechanical parts of its body scattered as if in a weightless space.

In an instant, Mechanical Zetton turned into a pile of parts floating in mid-air.

"How could this happen?" Although he had guessed that he might not win, Damio still couldn't accept losing so decisively.

The Plaisher alien clapped his hands: "You're too kind of you to prepare such a grand welcome for me. Please come in and have a seat."

With a wave of his hand, countless black substances materialized out of thin air, enveloping the Zettonian Damio and quickly forming a perfectly square black Rubik's Cube.

Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Ultimate Insult

"Is this the power of Old Putin?" The cosmic beings who saw this scene through the live broadcast all gasped in shock.

The Plesians brought the Baltans with them when they came to Zetton, just to fulfill their promise to broadcast the execution live.

However, before entering the Zettonian's office, the Prisherian specifically instructed the Baltanian: "I know that given your relationship with him, you must be eager to see him make a fool of himself in person, but I advise you not to do so, and it would be best not to even show your face."

"Why?" The Baltan alien was very puzzled at the time. If he couldn't laugh at him to his face, what was the point of him coming here?

The Plaiser alien said leisurely, "If you were the one to be executed today, would you obediently go to the Dark Nebula?"

Without hesitation, the Baltan replied, "Of course not. Going to the Dark Nebula is worse than death. Since that's the case, I'm definitely going to take the risk. Anyway, according to the rules of the Interstellar Alliance, such personal actions will not affect the planet. So why not give it a shot?"

"So, what would you do if your arch-nemesis suddenly jumped out and mocked you just when you were about to take a gamble?"

"Then I'll definitely ignore everything else and kill this son of a bitch first... Oh, so I'm that son of a bitch. Never mind then, Old Pu, you're right, I'll go anonymous for now."

After putting themselves in his shoes, the Baltan aliens immediately understood why the Praisel aliens wanted them to stay out of sight.

If his situation were reversed with that of the Zettonian, he wouldn't think about anything else; his only thought would be to take that bastard with him before he died.

If Balt really jumps up and charges in, he might be instantly killed by the mechanical Zetton prepared by the Zettonians, and then he would truly be left with nothing but tears.

Therefore, he had to use props to shrink his body and carry a miniature camera to become a live streamer, showing the aliens of the Plesian aliens the moment they made a move.

The sheer strength of the Plesio aliens truly shocked the viewers who came to watch the live stream. If it weren't for the fact that such a powerful Plesio alien had already been killed in ancient times, everyone would be drenched in sweat by now.

[Hell Elbow Strike]: "Such powerful strength. I didn't expect that such a strong guy would still exist in the universe after the end of the Chaotic Era."

[Fast and Strong]: "It's more accurate to say that it was because of him that the chaotic era ended."

【Master Gao from afar】: "Hey, upstairs upstairs, isn't this the gay guy who ran away from Earth with his bucket before? It's been a long time, I thought you were dead."

[Hellish Elbow Strike]: "What do you mean, 'running away with a bucket'? How dare you slander me out of thin air? It's just that our great god Kirieloid abandoned this tiny land of Earth..."

【Master Gao from Afar】: "Our great god Kiri Eloro has abandoned Earth^^ _, haha, so funny, Kiri, did you switch careers to become a clown?"

[Hellish Elbow Strike]: "Stop insulting our great god Kirieloid immediately, or you will face divine punishment!"

【Master Gao from afar】: "What divine punishment? I'm a laser destroyer! I think this so-called god is just a bunch of idiots. Let your god show himself to everyone!"

[It's a nose, not DIO]: "Exactly, everyone here was once the strongest in the universe at some point. Brother, what are you the strongest in?"

[Hell Elbow Strike]: "You son of a bitch, you just wait, I'm going to beat you up right now."

[Pressure Mage]: "Interstellar Alliance members are forbidden from private duels. You'd like to come in and have a seat?"

[Hell Elbow Strike]: "Haha, what are you saying, Lao Pu? I just thought the atmosphere in the live stream was too dull, so I came out to liven things up... Um, you guys continue, I won't disturb you, I'm leaving now."

After the live stream ended, the Plescher aliens handed over the black box containing the Zetton aliens, which was sealed like a coffin, to the Baltan aliens.

“He’s yours now.” Pleasher patted Batter on the shoulder.

Batter immediately trembled and bowed deeply, saying, "I have wandered for half my life, only regretting that I have not met a wise ruler. If you do not despise me, I am willing to become your godfather..."

"Alright, stop fooling around here. Send him to the Dark Nebula. If he doesn't do a good job, I'll send you in too," the Plaiser alien joked.

"Then we must complete the mission decisively!" Batter grinned sinisterly and left with the Zettonian.

after one day

Deep within a dark nebula, undetectable by any instruments, the Zettonian Damio is about to be imprisoned.

Facing the Baltan alien responsible for imprisoning him, the Zetton alien could only suppress his anger and resentment: "You bastard, hurry up and execute me, don't waste time here!"

The Baltan alien chuckled sinisterly, "Hehe, Damio, sending you into the Dark Nebula is a must, but before that, I'm going to show you something interesting."

"What?" Damio suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

A strong sense of oppression suddenly appeared around him, and then four powerful figures emerged behind Batter.

Although he didn't know what the Baltan aliens were up to, a strange feeling suddenly arose, and the Zetton aliens' unease immediately filled their bodies.

And the cold sweat was pouring out.

"What do you want to do? If you're going to kill me, you should know very well that this would actually help me," Damio said, trying to appear calm.

"Kill you? That's impossible. What I'm about to show you is a scene you'll never forget."

As Baltan snapped his fingers, four more Zettons suddenly appeared, standing in front of the previous four Zettons as if they were in a fighting ring.

"These Zettons, are they the last works you left behind before you left? It is said that you intended to use these works to salvage your lost reputation. It is laughable that you actually think that such things can defeat my Batter Zettons."

At Batter's command, the eight Zettons immediately began to fight in pairs.

"I spared no expense for you, buying all your last works so that you could see such precious images before you left."

Under the furious gaze of the Zettonians, the four Zettons he created were defeated one after another in a short period of time. They were so easily defeated by the Zettons of Planet Baltan.

"See? This is the technological gap between Planet Baltan and yours. You don't know how to appreciate Zetton at all! You don't understand that Zetton is the best monster in the world. All the research is just to unleash Zetton's potential. What live modification, mechanical replacement, Little Doyle!"