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Chapter 1516 No. 134: At the racecourse, everyone has their own things to do
Sitting slumped behind the collapsed metal staircase, Baltan was panting heavily, his cicada-shaped eyes that hardly showed any agility were filled with true dullness.

He came from another universe. As a member of the Beast Cult, he possessed several different monster powers. He himself had a distinguished background.

——Although the Baltan people are always known as a family of loyal martyrs because they were exterminated by the first generation, the Baltan people who thoroughly implement militarism can be said to be a famous family in the field of aggression, just like many invaders who have visited Earth before.

An entire race, each of whom can be called a 'space ninja', is born to prepare for spying on alien intelligence and eradicating alien life, and regards it as their most important life goal and glory.

But it was precisely because of this kind of culture and education that they invaded everywhere with such intensity, but in the end - they hit a wall.

When an Ultraman appears in the story, there is no need to elaborate on the rest of the story.

They appeared frequently and were killed in large numbers, which only added to the record of a certain Ultraman. Even if a few individuals survived, they still did not learn their lessons and finally withdrew from the stage of the universe completely.

At this point, the story of Baltan in the universe where Zero is located has come to an end, but since the concept of the multiverse is involved, the story of Baltan is obviously not over.

In fact, even the universe where Tiga is located has Baltan's reappearance in the comics, not to mention the Holy Terra Federation, a universe that is already easy to accept things from other universes and other worlds and is more like a garbage dump than the Tomb Hub.

In the conventional impression, they are almost extinct, and even if they appear again, they must be space ninjas from other universes. Here, they can still show a presence that is not inferior to that of the Barossa people, and not only in the current universe bubble of the Federation, but also in parallel worlds! It also makes the census of the Federation more difficult!
Yes, increase the difficulty.

Compared to Commander Black who was still wondering whether to persist in the invasion, and Yabru who simply started a stable business, the Baltan people who appeared in the Federation showed a surprisingly consistent stance - they all insisted on living a lifestyle based on their ancestors' laws, mingling in the gray and even black areas, living a life where although invasion activities were not realistic, it was still impossible to do honest business.

The same is true for Baltan from the Beast Cult.

Even this Baltan alien felt that he was very lucky at one point.

Because compared to many of his colleagues who were forced into a desperate situation and had to rely on the power of monsters, a force strictly prohibited and blocked by the Federation, he was a criminal from the beginning.

From the beginning, they were looking for some weapons channels that were quick to take effect, threatening, and irrelevant whether they were legal or not, but what they finally found was the old business of their neighbors in their hometown.

Biological weapons, that is, monsters.

Although he did not look down on racial technologies such as invisibility, teleportation, possession, regeneration, flight, light bullets, transformation, and clones, he was indeed somewhat lax in practicing these technologies after experiencing the beauty of using monsters, weapons made from monster materials, and even strength.

So much so that even now, when he was ordered not to release the monster directly, and not to enlarge it, he could only fight with his own body...

He and his team were directly shot through by a long-eared woman who was dressed in green, even her helmet was green, and they were somewhat confused.

No, it’s hard to say whether she is a woman.

He poked his head out from behind the steel frame. His head, which was customized to imitate the shape of the New Baltan and was as winding as the horns of a beetle, appeared. With his orange eyes, he looked at the scene where his colleagues were being beaten up by the sounds of "Ahhh", "Yaba", and "Guwa", but he could also hear the low roars of the opponents as they fought.

Although the voice sounded like that of an ordinary female in this world, and she had horse ears and a pony tail on her head and back, which were features of a horse girl, the outline outlined by the tights with some metal armor plates was too slender to look like a female.

How can it be so flat?
The Baltans believed that they had a deep understanding of the Federation's infiltration in both universes, and they studied humans even more carefully. They knew that no matter whether it was a human woman or a horse girl, no matter how big the deviation was, the performance was nothing more than the height of the breasts.

Even if it's low, there should be some curve! There are really few people like that guy in the world...

"Oh my, oh my, oh my, since they've asked for help, I thought it was a very critical situation. Why is there still a gentleman sitting here to rest?"

“Bo…Bodoldo?” The sudden voice frightened Baltan so much that he trembled. When he turned around and saw a gloomy helmet, his heart sank - and then it rose again.

After all, such a gloomy helmet doesn't seem like the style of the enemy, so it should be one of ours.

The instrument recognition function that he immediately activated did indeed give him a completed identity certificate, but it still seemed unfamiliar to him when he read it.

This name was not on the club member list that he had looked through before. It was said to be... a foreign aid?
is it?

He glanced at the chaos in the distance, then looked at the guy with a helmet who looked like an alien at first glance. He didn't care about anything else and quickly pointed the pliers at the distance: "You-you look over there first, no, can you handle her?"

He did not lower his voice, but it was indeed useless. In the distance, the ears covered by the helmet and wrapped in some flexible metal trembled slightly, and the eyeholes of the helmet with green light immediately covered him.

"There are still enemies. Are they reinforcements?"

"Ah, yes! That's right!" Nishizaki Yutaka, who was standing far behind Carrot Man - Kusanagi and was strangling someone unconscious with a fairly standard joint technique, looked over, was stunned for a moment, and then quickly emphasized to confirm.

"Deal with it as soon as possible!"

The words that seemed to be emphasized made Carrot Man a little concerned, but the tall and steady man in the helmet in the distance was already reciting:
"Fargaress."/Reaching the Moon
In an instant, something shot out from the man's wrist, unfolded, and turned into a pitch-black net-like expansion, which was already strangling her. She acted decisively, slashed her wrist at an astonishing speed, and pulled out a dark green long knife from the carrot-shaped light curtain.

Continuous slashing! It only takes a moment!
Five blade lights shredded the net, and she released steam from her running boots the moment her vision cleared, taking a step forward to attack - but there was no one there.

When I looked back, I was even more shocked.

“They are all gone.”

Nishizaki Yutaka, who had just squatted down and picked up a pin ID card from among the blood and stains, said this before he stood up and glanced at the empty and messy surroundings.

The 'corpses' that were supposed to be scattered all over the place were gone, having been swallowed up by the strange hole in the ground.

The strange black hole that could distinguish between people and objects and did not swallow everything seemed new to Nishizaki Yutaka. He could not tell whether this was because Omer's micro-control ability had improved or he had simply mastered a new skill.

However, these were not suitable to be communicated at the moment, and they even had to be kept secret. Facing the girl's inquiring gaze, he simply raised his hand forward.

"Keep going, these people are not the focus anyway."

Walking in the rear passage of the mostly broken King Bridge component, Nishizaki Yutaka was looking forward to seeing some shocking evidence of collusion, and he believed that Omer was as excited as he was.

But alas, that guy had his own things to do.

When he thought of this, he reached into his pocket, pretending to be calm, but in fact he was touching a hard object that had just bulged out. It was a bit square, like something... a box?
"...?!"

He immediately took out his hand and looked at the silver metal box in his hand, which was engraved with a hideous demon skull and a crescent and snake-shaped emblem. He pressed the common push switch on the edge and widened his eyes.

This... is this his deck?
But why put it in your pocket?

(End of this chapter)