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The kid left.
Wave your sleeves.
They set off for the orphanage.
"What kind of universe is this? The kind with Pallet Town?" Ian watched the child run off into the distance, unable to discern the bizarre worldview behind the child's attempt to hatch the monster egg. He continued to wander aimlessly through the streets, observing this seemingly normal world that was permeated with a sense of incongruity.
Pedestrians, vehicles, shops... everything was so lifelike, but he always felt that something was wrong, as if a thin veil was covering everything.
Unbeknownst to him, Ian had arrived at a huge square in the center of the city. The square was bustling with people. He subconsciously looked up at the tallest statue in the center of the square—and in that instant, his expression froze, his mouth agape in astonishment, and even the urge to complain vanished.
The statue stood tall and imposing, its material not ordinary stone or metal, but a special substance that seemed to condense endless darkness and emitted an ominous glow.
The statue is shaped like a huge, ferocious, and strangely beautiful giant!
It has sharp, claw-like fingers, a chest adorned with twisted, fragmented pieces of a colored timer, and its entire body is covered in sharp protrusions resembling a biological exoskeleton. Its facial expression is distorted and ferocious, with a gaping mouth that seems to mock and despise the entire universe. Despite being a statue, it exudes a chilling, lifelike sense of oppression.
"No way, no way, no way."
Ian's heart was pounding.
This look, this aura, this overwhelming sense of a villainous boss… he was all too familiar with it! Perhaps it was because of Ian’s gaze that the statue emitted an eerie fluctuation.
"Ok?"
Ian felt that the statue's cold, lifeless eyes seemed to come "alive." Two invisible wills, condensed with the ultimate darkness, were projected onto his retina as if they were real, intertwining and outlining a blurry yet incredibly clear, huge, dark giant phantom exuding an aura of destruction before his eyes!
next moment.
A deep, majestic voice, filled with absolute power and dark will, seemed to transcend endless time and space, resounding directly in the deepest part of his mind.
"Only darkness can rule the universe, and I am the embodiment of darkness! The creator of the new Land of Light! Ultra King Belial!" The figure became clearer and clearer.
Ian's consciousness blinked, and instead of being afraid, he felt a surge of immense, indescribable excitement. He had long known that Ultraman definitely existed in this world.
as predicted.
At this unexpected moment.
He finally saw a live Ultraman.
Although Ultraman Belial is a relatively low-profile character, he is still a popular NPC, so he definitely has a chance to become the human form of Ultraman Ian.
"Who's talking about the New Land of Light?"
Chapter 191 New Profession and the Tragedy of Belial
Well known.
New Land of Light is already the registered company name of Mr. Ian in America.
America belongs to the DC universe.
Without even rounding, we can conclude that New Land of Light is a trademark name that Ian himself can use, and anyone else who wants to use it would be considered to be infringing on his rights.
"How dare they! Not only did they steal my new Land of Light title, but they also tried to take away my new title of King of Ultra. I think someone ate Zero's head crumble as a piece of cake."
"And then he got electrocuted by the Plasma Spark Tower, didn't he?" Ian could certainly recognize who the so-called King of Ultra Belial was; he was a major villain from the Ultra Universe.
Belial was originally an Ultra Warrior from the Land of Light, a comrade-in-arms of Father of Ultra, and even a rival for the position of captain of the Space Garrison.
He was corrupted by darkness because he longed to obtain the power of the legendary "Plasma Spark Tower" and attempted to forcibly seize it. After failing, he was defeated and banished by Father of Ultra.
This betrayal and exile fueled his resentment, leading him to be lured into darkness by certain forces, whereupon he became "King Belial," vowing revenge against the Land of Light and the entire universe.
Belial is the Reionics in Ultraman, and also the most unique among the Reionics. He is the strongest Reionics, ranking first in strength among all Reionics. Furthermore, due to the possession of the Reiblood alien, he possesses the power to control monsters and has the "most evil soul" in the universe.
He has brought immense disasters to various dimensional universes on numerous occasions, and is a being feared by the Ultra race. In terms of strength, he belongs to a powerful life form at least at the multiverse level.
Ultimate life form.
No one knows what exactly happened in the Ultra Universe, but Belial, carrying a fragment of the Ultra Universe, parasitized Black Adam and proclaimed himself the new leader of the Land of Light.
Yes.
Space debris.
It belongs to the category of those that have not been completely and utterly destroyed, like the fragments of the mutant universe that Ian integrated into an extra dimension, in which some of the original universe's life still remains.
However, due to their extremely low level of existence, most life forms in the universe are unaware of this, and they are also influenced by the owners of cosmic fragments.
This is similar to Franklin's mutant universe, where Franklin became the manager and controller of the fragments of the universe, allowing him to exert the influence he desired on the mutant universe.
This can be understood as a type of administrator privilege.
The same goes for Beria.
After gaining administrator privileges over this part of the Ultra Universe, he altered people's perceptions, making them admire, respect, and believe in him, and even established the hatching of monster eggs as a fundamental rule of the world.
After all, Belial was a Reionics. Humans or aliens who have acquired the genetic material of the ultimate life form Reibrad or have been influenced by its spirit are called Reionics.
This race can use the Battle Device to summon their own monsters, so Belial just likes to play with monsters and is one of the "divine monster trainers" in the Ultra Universe.
Everything connected in Ian's mind. However, this did not change the fact that Belial had misappropriated the name of the New Land of Light, which still made Ian feel extremely annoyed.
"Some people have lived for tens of thousands of years, can't they even use their rotten brains to come up with a name that doesn't steal other people's ideas and has their own style?"
"'Dark Kingdom,' 'Belial Empire,' 'Ultimate Dark Realm'...aren't these all better than being a pirate? Seriously, they have absolutely no sense of copyright! Thumbs down!"
Ian seemed to have forgotten that he was facing a dark demon god capable of destroying one universe after another, and loudly complained in a tone as if he were picking on fish at a market for not being fresh enough.
His sarcastic and completely off-topic remarks caused the condensed Belial phantom to pause noticeably. Those eyes, composed of pure dark will, seemed to flicker for a moment, revealing a hint of... disbelief and astonishment? Of course, after a brief moment of surprise, the Belial phantom focused even more intently on Ian.
Belial seemed to see through Ian’s outward childlike appearance.
I sensed something more fundamental at its core, an "anomaly" completely different from all life in this universe. It was a chaotic, undefinable quality, yet containing unimaginable potential.
Greed surged within the dark, illusory shadows.
"Heh... I almost misjudged him, an interesting little kid." Belial's voice was no longer just authoritative, but also carried an alluring quality, like discovering a rare treasure.
“You… are very special. Completely different from that ancient human who possessed power but was bound by an ancient curse. Your soul… shimmers with a chaotic light that pleases me.”
The phantom leaned slightly forward, creating a suffocating sense of oppression, but its tone was much "gentler".
"Come, lay down your ridiculous defenses. Accept my power, embrace this ultimate darkness! I will give you everything beyond your imagination—power, authority, eternal life... everything you desire will be within your grasp!" These dark kings' seductive tactics were, as always, the same old routine.
of course.
A normal person wouldn't fall for it.
That doesn't mean Ian won't take the bait.
Seeing that Belial seemed to have some ideas about him, Ian, who originally thought he would have to go through a lot of trouble, suddenly had a flash of inspiration and came up with a brilliant idea.
The Mads Performance Laws are activated!
Ian Oscar is online! The arrogant and sarcastic expression on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an extreme, innocent and naive charm.
"R-Really? Darkness... Uncle?"
Ian blinked his big eyes, which seemed to sparkle with countless [Ding Zhen] within them. His small mouth was slightly open, and he spoke in a tone that was both timid and full of curiosity.
"Can you really give me anything? I want... I want an endless supply of Skittles! And a game console that Dad will never take away! And... and a complete collection of jokes that will make Uncle Bruce laugh like a dog! Can I have any of these too?" Ian almost gave himself away, but thankfully his acting skills were more reliable than his voice, which had its own ideas.
The dark outline seemed to freeze for a moment. Skittles? A video game console? A collection of jokes? What on earth is this? Isn't this kid's "desire" a little too down-to-earth?
"Why not your mother, but some Uncle Bruce?" Belial's phantom sounded confused, suspecting that Ian came from a family unique to humans on Earth.
The kind where there are two male fathers.
"That's not important. What's important is, are you really like the genie in the fairy tale?" Ian's expression remained unchanged as he tilted his head, his tone full of innocence.
He finally became the very thing he hated most: a dead trap.
"The genie? The genie in your ridiculous human fairy tale, the so-called Aladdin's lamp?" Belial scoffed, sensing that Ian was acting strangely.
But Belial quickly came to understand this as the limitation of the cognition of lower beings. Once he accepted the power of darkness, these petty desires and disharmony would naturally be replaced by more "sublime" pursuits and wills. For the universe he controlled to continue to survive, it needed to parasitize influential figures in other universes.
Despite not knowing Ian.
Through his observations, Belial realized that Ian's influence was far greater than Black Adam's, which was why he wanted to find a new host.
"You're even more powerful than the genie?"
Ian made an extremely shocked face.
"Of course!"
Belial's voice was filled with an undeniable allure, automatically ignoring those childish desires: "These insignificant things are worthless before boundless power!"
"Accept me, and you will gain the power to rule the stars!" His tone was full of pride and arrogance, but this "big bad wolf" was still trying his best to disguise himself.
"Rule the stars?"
Ian continued to play the naive and innocent character, his little face scrunched up, seemingly trying very hard to understand.
"Like...like shooting stars like marbles? But if I break them, won't I have to pay a lot of money? I don't have enough pocket money..." Perhaps his acting was a bit over the top.
But who can blame them when they're fooling aliens from another universe?
"Are humans in this universe really so devoid of ambition?"
Belial felt a blockage in his dark core. He patiently explained, "No! It's not about being a marble, it's about making all the stars submit to your will!"
"Let the universe operate according to your rules!" Belial wasn't completely ignorant of humanity; he just didn't understand DC humans. He was quite certain that his "pie" represented the romance that all men craved most.
"My rules?"
Ian's eyes lit up, as if he had heard something interesting.
"Can I make it so that every day is Saturday? Can I make it so that spinach tastes the same as ice cream? Can I make it so that Uncle Bruce has to wear his My Little Pony pajamas and dance in the street every day?"
He still can't forget his Uncle Bruce.
"??????"
The fluctuations in Belial's phantom image intensified significantly.
It was a sign of intense restraint. He began to wonder if he had chosen the wrong target? But the boy's nature and potential truly made him envious.
"Forget about your damn Uncle Bruce! Yes! Anything is possible!" Belial promised through gritted teeth. "As long as you accept me, all of this... all of this is possible!"
He decided to lure him in first, and once he had completely controlled this perfect host, there would be plenty of time to slowly "correct" his strange thinking that placed too much importance on Uncle Bruce.
"Wow! Uncle Darkness, you're so nice! Much better than my dad who always makes me do homework! So... so what should I do?" Ian clapped his hands and smiled so brightly and innocently.