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"A month? How is that possible? Putting aside the Monster Graveyard itself, even the souls within it are a collection of countless dead lives since the birth of the multiverse."

"How could Grimd devour everything so quickly?"

Hikari flipped through the report in his hand and said solemnly.

"Although I find it hard to believe, Grimd's rate of absorption is increasing exponentially."

"When he devours a portion of the Monster Graveyard, the power he generates will further accelerate Grimd's devouring speed. In other words, the more he eats in the first bite, the bigger his mouth will open in the next bite."

"The fact that the Monster Graveyard can last for another month under these circumstances already demonstrates its immense size."

Father of Ultra clenched his fists and spoke.

"Has Wang replied yet?"

Just as Hikari was about to speak, a kind voice came from behind him.

"Jian, there's no need to worry."

Everyone turned to look and saw a figure radiating golden light descending from the sky. On either side of this figure, Leo, Astra, and Zoffy landed behind him.

Upon seeing the visitor, Father of Ultra immediately spoke respectfully.

"Your Majesty, you have arrived."

Before the King of Ultra could speak, Zog spoke impatiently.

"Old man, do you have any way to revive the master?"

Carmilla looked at him expectantly, and the King of Ultra chuckled and spoke.

"This is a catastrophe that will affect the multiverse, and the key to surviving this catastrophe is Regard."

"Carmilla said anxiously."

"But... darling is still unconscious, what should we do?"

The King of Ultra raised his head slightly, looking towards the Land of Light. His gaze pierced through the universe, and he saw a purple figure rushing towards him. He spoke softly.

"Don't worry, the key to solving everything is almost here..."

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In her university dormitory, Bai Yue woke up in bed, scratched her head, checked the time on her phone, and stood up listlessly.

"Sigh, even though the school doesn't have an 8 AM start time, I still really don't like going to class."

On Bai Yue's lower bunk, a boy wearing glasses poked his head out and spoke.

"Hey, Lao Bai's awake? Want to go get breakfast?"

Bai Yue nodded.

"Okay, I'll go brush my teeth first, then we'll go together."

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Bai Yue and the boy with glasses walked out of the dormitory together and headed to the cafeteria.

"Old Lin, did you have fried dough sticks again this morning?"

Walking down the main road, Bai Yue asked casually, and the bespectacled boy he called Old Lin chimed in.

"Oh, you don't understand, we Kyoto people just love this kind of thing."

"You really like this kind of thing, huh? If you're so into it, why don't you go drink douzhi (fermented mung bean juice)?"

Bai Yue complained irritably, and upon hearing this, Lao Lin chuckled awkwardly.

"Haha... Let's not talk about douzhi (fermented mung bean juice), we're still good friends."

As the two walked toward the cafeteria, Old Lin suddenly spoke up.

"Speaking of which, Lao Bai, we've known each other for so long, shouldn't we be considered comrades?"

companion………

Upon hearing this word, Bai Yue felt a sudden emptiness in his heart for no apparent reason, and he looked at Old Lin suspiciously.

Why are you suddenly asking this?

Old Lin shook his head, as if trying to make amends for himself.

"Doesn't this confirm that we're good brothers...?"

Bai Yue didn't answer, but continued walking towards the cafeteria. Behind her, Lao Lin's face suddenly turned ferocious, his two eyes twisted together strangely, as if he had only one eye.

Companion...companion...

For some reason, whether eating breakfast or attending class, Bai Yue kept thinking about this word.

He didn't understand why he cared so much about the word "companion," but he had a vague feeling that there must be something he couldn't give up.

But he couldn't remember what he had forgotten, and out of some unknown feeling, he didn't tell anyone about the emptiness in his heart.

Summer vacation has started, and he lies on his bed at home, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Companion...comrade...why am I so concerned?"

Bai Yue muttered to himself, then got up and sat down at his desk. Bored, he opened a drawer and rummaged through it, when he suddenly found a box of modeling clay.

"Oh, isn't this the Play-Doh I used to have when I was in elementary school?"

Bai Yue's eyes lit up. Since she had nothing better to do, she decided to play with modeling clay.

"I pinch, I pinch, I pinch and pinch."

Bai Yue was having a great time. He picked up a box of gray-black modeling clay and started kneading it while talking to himself.

"Speaking of which, I seem to remember someone saying that even if you forget certain things in your memory, your body will instinctively remember them."

"If I don't think about anything and just treat kneading clay as a physical instinct, will I be able to remember what I'm actually concerned about?"

Without further ado, Bai Yue cleared his mind and let his fingers fly up and down according to some kind of instinct. After an unknown amount of time, when he came to his senses, the clay had been sculpted.

A strangely shaped meteorite appeared in Bai Yue's hand, its body covered in hollow protrusions with whip-like hairs extending from the holes.

"Wow, muscle memory isn't some amateur science, is it? How could someone create something like this?"

While saying this, Bai Yue's eyes were fixed on the lump of clay that had been kneaded.

After a long while, he suddenly reached out his left hand and stroked the shape of the clay, about to speak...

"Old Bai, let's go out and have some fun."

Old Lin's voice suddenly rang out from behind Bai Yue. Bai Yue turned around, looked at Old Lin, and spoke.

"Hey Lao Lin, what brings you to my house all of a sudden?"

Behind Lao Lin, Bai Yue's parents were also smiling as they watched him.

"Hey, Bai Yue, even if it's a holiday, it's not good to stay at home all day. It's rare for your classmates to come and play with you, so stop messing around with your clay."

As they were talking, Dad reached out to take the clay from Bai Yue's hand, but Bai Yue suddenly withdrew her right hand and held the clay firmly in her hand.

"Hehehe... It's really not easy for you to act so well, Grimd."

Bai Yue's cold laughter rang out. Before his father could say anything, he suddenly reached out his left hand and grabbed the other man's neck tightly.

"Ah...ah...Bai Yue, what are you doing?"

As Bai Yue stood up, "Dad's" body was also slowly lifted up. The mother and Lao Lin behind her changed their expressions drastically and tried to stop Bai Yue, who seemed to have "gone mad".

Bai Yue waved her hand and threw her father at her mother and Lao Lin, knocking all three of them over. She then slowly walked forward and stepped on Lao Lin's head.

"Stop joking! My companions aren't like you! You guys aren't even worthy of messing with Bruton and his crew!!"

Bai Yue suddenly stomped hard, crushing Lao Lin's head. Strangely, no blood flowed from the crushed skull; instead, it cracked layer by layer like glass.

The sound of shattering spread across her parents' bodies, across the room, and even across the entire sky. With a loud bang, the world shattered. Bai Yue slightly raised her head, her gaze sharp as a knife as she looked at the strange creature opposite her.

"Playing both father and mother, Grimd, aren't you afraid of developing a split personality?"

Seeing his illusion shattered, Grimd roared in anger, while Bai Yue, who had somehow transformed back into Regard form, looked around at the gray-black space and spoke.

"You old fogies are not to be underestimated. I never thought you could even deceive the soul of an ultimate life form like me."

"If you hadn't been so talkative and brought up your companions, I don't know how long it would have taken you to remember Bruton and the others."

Even so, Regard did not let his guard down. After all, Grimd had severed the connection between his consciousness and body, and if he wanted to get out of here, he had to defeat this guy.

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"What happened to Regard?"

In the Land of Light, everyone heeded the King of Ultra's reassurance and chose to wait for the key he spoke of. Meanwhile, on the other side, Narak suddenly opened the door, and Tartarus stepped out, anxiously saying...

"Why has Regard's life suddenly become so weak?"

Tartarus couldn't help but be anxious. He was still organizing his people to terraform the planet at Belial's planetary fortress when, through the Reonic Link he had established with Regard, he suddenly realized that Regard's life force had become somewhat weak.

This made him rush over anxiously, not because he cared so much about Reggart, but because his life and Reggart's were connected!

If Regard dies, then Tartarus will also die here!

Seeing the anxious Tartarus, Father of Ultra stepped forward and explained the situation to him, and Tartarus finally understood.

"I see... So that's who could do anything to Regard. It was Grimd."

Tartarus looked toward the King of Ultra.

"So what should we do? Just wait here?"

The King of Ultra smiled slightly.

"You've come at the right time, Tartarus. I'll need to borrow your kingdom's Spark Tower next."

Tartarus was completely bewildered when a loud, grating laugh suddenly came from the sky.

A purple light ignored the Ultra Warriors blocking its way and landed straight at the entrance of the Silver Cross Army.

"What is that?"

The new generation of Ultra Warriors immediately stood in front of the Silver Cross Army. After all, Regard was lying inside. What if this purple guy was an assassin sent by Grimd?

Bathed in the purple light, X stared at the center of the light, and for some reason, he felt as if he had heard that voice somewhere before.

Tartarus also came out, staring in shock at the purple light.

"Such a powerful aura... This guy's strength is actually above mine?! Who is he?!"