Despicable, shameless, vile!
To launch a sneak attack while 80's attention was focused on Belial.
Phantylia's shamelessness successfully broke a new floor for the audience's tolerance.
---o---
Light Curtain Barrage
Kyoko Aihara: "That bastard! How dare she do that to Ultraman 80! I won't forgive her!!"
Frieren the Slayer: "What a despicable creature. Are all Suiyang like this? So detestable."
Frieren, who was traveling the hero's path, couldn't help but frown at this scene. The creature was just like a demon, and Frieren subconsciously developed a sense of disgust for Suiyang like Phantylia.
A Polite Tail: "Hey, hey, hey, I can't just pretend I didn't hear that! What do you mean all Suiyang are like this? That grandchild Phantylia dares to tarnish my good name! Trash! I really want to give her a slap to teach her a lesson!!"
I'm Not Scared At All: "Mr… Mr. Tail, Phantylia isn't an ordinary Suiyang. She's an Emanator of [Destruction], a Lord Reaver. Right now… you probably can't beat her."
A Polite Tail: "Hey, you little brat! Why are you boosting the enemy's morale and putting down your own side? What Lord Reaver? If I didn't have a burden like you dragging me down, I could take care of a little Phantylia in one move!"
Overseer of Schicksal: "Suiyang… what an interesting form of energy life. They should make for excellent research subjects…"
---o---
Light Curtain
A purple energy sphere was condensing in Phantylia's hand. Inside the sphere, streaks of golden, lightning-like patterns flashed.
To ensure she could finish 80 in a single blow, Phantylia had imbued a trace of the power of the Path of [Destruction] into Yapool's simple energy attack.
This transformed the energy sphere, which would have otherwise been unable to cause much damage to 80, into something exceptionally dangerous.
On the other side, 80 had just fired his Buckle Beam, and his body was momentarily rigid as a subconscious reaction.
This was normal, as he had used all his energy for the attack. Moreover, his full attention was on Belial.
Facing an enemy on the same level as the Father of Ultra, he dared not relax for even a second.
Most of the Land of Light's combat forces were currently away. If Belial were to breach the planet's interior, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"BOOM!!!"
The heavy blow from behind struck 80's back without mercy, causing him to stagger and fall wretchedly to the ground.
In the next moment, Belial descended from the air with a flying kick aimed at 80's chest.
In the heat of the moment, 80 clenched his fists and crossed them in front of his chest, trying to brace for the impact.
However, under the effect of gravitational potential energy, combined with Belial's own weight and power, even someone as strong as 80 found it difficult to resist.
Blink~ Blink~
The timer on his chest began to flash rapidly. The other ordinary Ultra Warriors, like 80, had fallen to the ground, unconscious.
Observing this scene, Belial let out a cold snort and turned to Phantylia, taunting, "How treacherous, Phantylia."
It was now confirmed. Phantylia was definitely a major villain, just like him. Her cheap shot at 80 was proof enough.
Faced with this type of person, Belial didn't dare let his guard down for a moment.
He had a clear understanding of scum like himself and Phantylia. There could be no genuine camaraderie between them.
This stranger before him was just using him to achieve her own goals.
It just so happened that the destruction of the Land of Light was beneficial to them both.
Hearing Belial's taunt, Phantylia didn't retort. Instead, she turned toward the green planet and said, "The first step to ruling the universe is to get rid of the annoying Ultramen, is it not?"
"Let me witness your [Destruction], strongest and darkest warrior of the Land of Light. Turn this universe upside down."
Phantylia's voice once again emanated from Yapool's body. Clearly… she was thoroughly enjoying this sensation, enjoying the despair of things on the verge of annihilation.
"That's enough," Belial ignored the deranged Phantylia and flew toward the Land of Light without looking back.
He had nothing to say to a lunatic like Phantylia, though in his current state, he wasn't really in a position to judge her.
Belial's figure was like a meteorite falling from the sky. Friction with the vacuum of space created sparks as he plunged into the Land of Light.
"BOOM!!"
The next moment, a large crater was blasted into the emerald-green surface of the Land of Light. The flying debris injured many Ultra Warriors.
"Belial!"
By the time Belial stood up, he found himself surrounded by rings of Ultra Warriors. They must have been notified by 80 beforehand.
"Where is 80? What did you do to him?"
The Ultraman in the lead had a red body, angular orange-yellow eyes shaped like long hexagons, protective plating on his chest and shoulders, and ornate armor of gold and silver. His left arm was embedded with something resembling a transformation device.
Ultraman Max, the fastest and strongest Ultraman in the Land of Light!
Besides him, there were other familiar faces, such as the classic American Ultramen: Scott, Chuck, and Beth. There were also lesser-known Ultra Warriors like Great and Powered.
Such a lineup could be called luxurious. It was arguably the most powerful force the Land of Light could currently muster.
Several familiar faces, along with a legion of Ultra Warriors, charged toward Belial without a shred of hesitation or fear.
"Hmph, just in time for me to stretch my muscles," Belial said dismissively, cracking his neck.
He then became a lone dissenter, charging into the army of over a hundred Ultramen by himself.
"Hyaah—"
In the blink of an eye, several Ultramen were knocked to the ground, unable to move.
Even after being sealed for tens of thousands of years, Belial's martial arts skills showed no signs of significant decline.
Though his hunched posture made his movements seem uncoordinated, he was surprisingly agile and powerful, like a small boat sailing alone against a storm.
The waves crashed around him, constantly trying to capsize the boat, but to no avail.
In an instant, Belial suppressed the crowd of Ultramen with his physical skills alone. The ordinary Ultra Warriors surrounding him fell in droves.
In the face of absolute power, numbers were meaningless. Even Max, hailed as the fastest and strongest, couldn't last long against Belial.
He was quickly knocked aside, unconscious. With the elite Ultra Warriors down, the fate of the ordinary ones was a foregone conclusion.
In less than a few hours, all the remaining forces of the Land of Light had been defeated, one by one, at the foot of the Plasma Spark Tower.
Belial's goal was clearer than ever: the very core of the Land of Light, the sacred tower that sustained the entire planet.
The legendary Plasma Spark Tower. As long as he obtained the Sacred Light, the Ultra Warriors abroad would no longer be a threat.
It was the lifeblood of the Ultramen. If they lost the Plasma Spark, the entire Land of Light would be shrouded in darkness, and all the Ultra Warriors on the planet would lose their lives.
---o---
Light Curtain Barrage
Watching Belial fight his way from the Space Prison to the Land of Light, and even into the Plasma Spark Tower itself, the audience couldn't help but be on the edge of their seats.
Belial's power truly exceeded their imagination, as the vast majority of viewers had never even heard of this Ultraman's name.
Belial: "Heh heh, the Space Garrison is pathetic. They're no match for me at all."
Inside the Space Prison, watching this spectacular scene, Belial couldn't have been happier. To be able to beat the Land of Light he so despised into such a state in front of the infinite multiverse was a pure delight for him.
Zero: "Hey, old man, don't get cocky. As long as I'm here, you won't lay a single finger on the Land of Light."
Putting the other Ultramen aside, the current Zero had not yet had his sharp edges worn down. He naturally wouldn't stand by and watch Belial act so arrogantly.
Bunny Girl Senpai: "I can only say, as expected of the hero who was once second only to the Father of Ultra in the Land of Light. That power is truly astonishing."
Ace Pilot: "So many Ultramen, what a grand scene! And all of them together are still no match for Belial. I thought Ultraman Tiga was already amazing, but I didn't expect someone to be even more ferocious than him."
---o---
Light Curtain
After fighting his way through all obstacles, Belial finally stood before the Sacred Light he had longed for day and night.
Inside the empty tower, the Sacred Light floated gently.
As a light source, it seemed too brilliant, standing out as uniquely bright even on a planet already saturated with light pollution.
An invisible force emanated from around the light. It didn't seem powerful, but it actually contained unimaginable might.
Belial slowly approached. Perhaps because of the dark power within his body, the energy released by the Sacred Light was unconsciously scorching him.
If it were a weaker Dark Ultra Warrior, it was possible they would be burned just by this light.
"Finally… it's mine."
Ignoring the burning sensation on his body, Belial extended his claws to the periphery of the halo, feeling its immense power.
This was the second time he had been this close to the Plasma Spark.
Tens of thousands of years ago, as a dazzling celebrity of the Land of Light, Belial's status was second only to the Father of Ultra.
Yet, it was because he touched this ball of light that he was exiled.
If he hadn't happened to encounter the spirit of Alien Rayblood, he would have likely perished in space long ago.
"Speaking of which, this reminds me how powerful this light is. If I touch the Sacred Light directly, my body would probably be torn apart."
Pulling his claws back from the edge of the Sacred Light, Belial unhesitatingly grabbed its base and ripped it from the Plasma Spark Tower!
"VMMMM—!!"
The moment the beacon was removed, the core of the Plasma Spark Tower was instantly frozen solid.
Everything around it lost its light, dimming at a visible rate.
Darkness and severe cold began to envelop the planet. Under this storm, not a single citizen of the Land of Light survived.
The extreme cold froze them into blocks of ice, and as the darkness spread, the more than eighteen billion Ultramen were facing the threat of death.
Unlike the original story, where he also seized the core of the Plasma Spark Tower, this time was different. In the original, Taro was there to protect the final, fading wisp of light.
But this time, all the Ultramen were either away or had fallen. There was no one left to protect that last glimmer of light for the Land of Light.
From the surface, the once green and magnificent planet was instantly transformed into a frozen world.
The entire planet seemed to plunge into darkness in a single moment, the vibrant scenes replaced by boundless cold and shadow…
Blink… Blink…
The scene shifted to Earth. The ordinary Ultra Warriors who were clearing the Swarm in the solar system were the first to be affected due to their smaller energy reserves. Their timers all began to flash.
This was the danger signal for an Ultraman. Although it was flashing slowly, there was no doubt that the energy within their bodies was draining away.
"Grand Commander?" Zoffy, seeing this, quickly dispatched the surrounding insects with a few moves. Due to their greater power, the senior members had not yet entered this state.
But the feeling of a piece of the energy medium inside them suddenly going missing was still there, and it was very clear.
"It's Belial. 80's Ultra Sign already explained the situation. It seems the Sacred Light… has been completely taken by Belial."
The Father of Ultra's expression was solemn. He let out a deep sigh. The current situation was utterly dire.
Could it be that the Ultra race would just pitifully disappear into the long river of history like this?
The Father of Ultra thought in despair. The surrounding insects continued to buzz their wings tirelessly. Ten billion, a hundred billion, maybe even more, and more!
No one knew just how many insects had been bred. Even after using large-scale destructive beams, even after using forbidden techniques explicitly banned by the Land of Light, the insects still surged forward like a relentless tide. They couldn't be killed, there was simply no end to them. This was a war that would never end.
But the Ultramen's energy was gradually being depleted. They were, after all, a type of living being. They too would feel fatigue, they too would feel powerless.
"There's no other way…" The Father of Ultra gazed at the distant, insect-stained starry sky and sighed deeply. He called out to the king far beyond the horizon, "The Sacred Light has been taken, and the Land of Light has fallen into a dead silence. I implore you to save them… Ultraman King…"