Me, Ultra Cub!Light of the Earth!

The way Sharon looked at Mister Wicker changed, and the eyes of all the Baltans present also changed.

Even the one who was bullied by Baltan showed admiration, and the previous dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant.

What a joke, this Baltan on the opposite side is a hero!

From this distance, combined with his current age, it can be deduced.

Baltan in front of him has been doing this since he was an adult, and he has never stopped walking.

Stay away from civilization and hustle and bustle, and get rid of pleasure and prosperity.

He is walking alone on the unknown road, and he is a glorious pioneering hero who can be written in the history of Baltan civilization!

Only then did Sharon recall the previous mystery of Mr. More Willful to Death——

He never provided any valuable information and appeared transparent in intelligence meetings.

And now she finally knows the reason for this, combined with his previous rhetorical question...Sharon's complexion changed.

"You mean all the ancient civilizations and space behemoths you encountered..."

Even worse, Baltan looked over lightly, nodded silently, "Please continue to read."

Look?

What to look at?

Sharon subconsciously flipped the data interface in front of her, and the next moment, her pupils trembled——

In the dark and endless sky, a giant bird is slowly swallowing a planet with its five-pointed star-shaped organ in its abdomen—just right!

Bemonstein!

There is such a big Bemonstein!

Sharon couldn't believe her eyes.

But if it is Belmonstein, with its reproduction speed...

Even though she knew that there was no need to tell such a lie that could be revealed immediately, Sharon quickly clicked on the detailed observation data and real scene reproduction.

Suddenly, the bright secret room was dimmed, and the giant bird lightly flapped its black wings covering the sky and the sun, and slowly approached a poor terrestrial planet.

Perhaps because of living for too long, Bemenstein's bird's beak is already dark in color, and the horns of its head have turned into a golden appearance. Only the crisp bird's song is transmitted along the vibrating interstellar dust, and it is captured by the observer's perspective. Baltan recorded it.

eating...

Sharon silently stared at Bemonstein who was eating, her mind went blank.

Compared with such terrifying starry sky behemoths, the ones they had seen before could only be regarded as brats at best.

"Maybe you don't believe it."

Even more deadly, Baltan glanced across the audience.

"Neither the starry sky behemoths nor the very few civilizations that survived 12 billion years ago have not expanded their ethnic group and scale."

"At first, I always thought this was an inevitable trend of civilization, and those civilizations...keep their mouths shut."

He nodded again in the direction of Sharon, and the Baltan girl bowed back flattered.

"Not long ago, I visited a star field, and there is evidence that there was a splendid civilization in that space field."

"It took a lot of hard work to piece together the name of this civilization from the ancient ruins of more than a dozen different galaxies."

"Nuaza, the Universe...Emperor!"

117 保持敬畏...永远!

A ruined wall of the old past.

A few broken stone tablets floating in the cold universe for billions of years.

Dozens of scientific research stations still retain traces of civilization development.

Hundreds of death star cities that swim alone around the stars.

Nearly [-] galaxies that have been developed...

The ambitious blueprint for the development of a civilization is almost in sight.

Everything indicates the disappearance of a civilization that once existed and claimed to be the emperor of the universe.

And what caused all this to happen was a terrifying memory that hadn't completely disappeared for billions of years.

A deadly mist descends from the depths of the universe, and the single flame-blue eye, which heralds the arrival of a star of death, hangs high above the universe, casting a malicious gaze on all forms of life.

Death, Engel Colas, Malice of Death, God of the Void.

The Baltans were immersed in this terrifying story, watching the almost immersive scenes in the materials, as if they could see a glorious civilization slowly sinking into the mist of death under the watchful eyes of the terrible flame.

gradually--

Struggling, powerless, suffocating.

Death!

"It's worth noting that the god of death seems to be looking for something." Adding the same preface attracted the attention of all Baltans.

"Looking for...what?" Sharon raised her hand obediently.

"Pagon*"

Mr. Wicked to Death tried to imitate that weird syllable again, but he couldn't pronounce it correctly.

Soon, he stopped this effort that had failed tens of thousands of times, and continued:

"Death chased Pagon away, some civilizations survived, and there seemed to be some survivors who escaped from the destroyed Nuazamu galaxy.

That is the only lucky person who has faced the god of death and survived. If we can find the descendants of the survivors, we may have a better understanding of the power of Engel Colas, the god of death. "

The eyes of the Baltans gradually brightened.

"Let's help." Miss Sharron's eyes held traces of fear and uneasiness as she tremblingly raised her tongs.

"I'll come too!" Baltan, who had mercilessly mocked Sharon's naivete, agreed second.

As an elite intelligence officer of the Baltan Interstellar Secret Service, he is not a fool, and questioning Sharon is just a normal rebuttal that scrutinizes the details and finds that it is unreasonable.

Now, the iron-like evidence is in front of me——

The death sect that suddenly became active, the undead monsters that have suddenly increased in number, the ancient civilization with weird behavioral logic, the starry sky giant beast that violates the laws of biological development, and the remains of civilization 12 billion years ago.

Many unusual collisions together point to a huge crisis that is approaching the whole universe.

Destruction seemed to be on its way, but they didn't realize it.

"Apart from finding the location of the dark Zoth Nebula, what should I do? Also, do you want to inform all Baltan compatriots?"

"No!"

"no!"

"Can't!"

The multiple negations that sounded in an instant made Baltan a little overwhelmed.

"It is not appropriate to spread any news about Engel Colas, the god of death."

Even Mr. Suicide nodded his head in agreement.

"'Just knowing its existence may be dangerous.' This sentence should not be said casually. The old antiques and the starry sky behemoths have a tacit understanding, and we Baltan also joined in."

"Information control will be implemented from now on."

A light screen suddenly flashed beside the mocker Baltan, and he narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the picture above.

"All news about the Sect of Death and Engel Colas has been downplayed."

"That......"

There is still Baltan who is very hesitant, "Can you inform the star cities to let them prepare in advance?"

"You think those guys can keep a secret?"

Sharon spoke bluntly, "Notice today, tomorrow all star cities will be in panic."

Quite a few Baltans nodded in approval, obviously they knew exactly what their compatriots were like.

"Even the Secret Service has to keep secrets from some people, especially some front-line operators."

The taunter Baltan said in a heavy voice, "We don't know the consequences of the leak, so we must proceed with caution."

The silver claws stood erect like a forest, and this topic was passed by all the participants in the meeting, Baltan.

"Mobilize the power of our Secret Service to carry out targeted infiltration and intelligence collection on all civilizations suspected of carrying out life extinction operations."

Sharon had a long-awaited draft of this, and now there is no hindrance at her fingertips——

"What the Death Sect has to do is what we need to stop. Since those lunatics and undead are causing death, then we will protect the planet of life."

"The legendary Pope of Death, Imnar's intelligence collection work continues. We Baltan have already confronted those dead people. This is a good reason."

"Continue to send research requests to the research institutes in various star cities. Baltan needs weapons that can completely wipe out the undead monsters."

"...Is there anything else you want to add?" Sharon looked at Mr. More Willful.

"No!" The background on the holographic projection seemed to be moving rapidly.

"I plan to continue the investigation, and I can only leave it to you."

"Oh yes, those giants of light... how to deal with it?"

Sharon thought of Lei Xu and his party who provided her with the most information.

"I propose to share information with the Giant of Light, and now we don't have many allies."

"No!"

The mocker Baltan rejected her proposal, and he flicked the red Ultraman in the stereoscopic projection in front of him with his silver pliers.

"Don't you think there is a problem?"

"...What?" Sharon was puzzled.

"The giant of light disappeared in this universe for 3000 million years, and suddenly appeared at this juncture, bringing us the news that the god of death is about to wake up. Don't you think it is very deliberate?"