Volume One, Chapter 60: The Rising Plasma Galaxy

“Tiga Ultraman, hailing from the Ultra-Ancient Era thirty million years ago.”

“He possesses special abilities that enhance his strength and speed—in simple terms, he can change forms.”

“As for his beam techniques…”

Misty recited everything he knew about Tiga.

Once again, everyone was stunned.

Juejing immediately asked, “Does the Zeperion Beam refer to the ray Tiga uses to defeat monsters?”

“More or less,” Misty nodded in response.

At the same time, Yorui began playing various battle videos featuring Tiga.

Daigu sat in his chair, his heart pounding as he watched Misty.

Because even he didn’t know the names of those skills. Every time he used them, it was purely a matter of Tiga’s instinctive combat awareness.

But Misty knew so much, in such detail!

“Could he… know the Tiga from the past?”

This thought began to ferment in the minds of Daigu and every member of the Victory Team.

Lina voiced the question for all: “Misty, do you actually know the former Tiga?”

Under everyone’s anxious gaze, Misty shook his head slightly. “I don’t know him personally. I’ve only seen him in other universes.”

“Other universes…”

The team members twitched their lips in disbelief.

First, it was an artificial sun, and now, other universes.

They were truly at a loss.

Wait!

Could it be that Tiga has been to other universes?

To be precise, perhaps the Tiga of ancient times had traveled to other universes.

Faced with everyone’s suspicious looks, Misty shook his head again. “I don’t know the specifics. We’ve only met, that’s all.”

As he said this, Misty gave Daigu a meaningful glance.

Others might not know, but he was perfectly clear.

Within this human body lay a powerfully concentrated energy of light—he was, unmistakably, the very Tiga Ultraman the other members spoke of.

But just like those from the Land of Light, he concealed his identity, which Misty found exceedingly dull.

At that moment, Daigu, who had been silent for a long while, suddenly spoke: “Misty, the Land of Light you mentioned—is that the same as the Ultra Star?”

Misty narrowed his eyes, a trace of confusion flickering within them.

Did this human know of the Land of Light?

After a pause, Misty nodded slightly. “Yes, the Land of Light is also known as the Ultra Star.”

Upon hearing this confirmation, a hint of joy flashed across Daigu’s face as he pressed on, “Then do you know the original Ultraman? He’s from the Land of Light too.”

Once, during a mission, Daigu had accidentally traveled back in time.

In that ancient era, he fought side by side with an Ultraman called the Original, together defeating their enemy.

He remembered clearly that Ultraman had introduced himself as hailing from the Ultra Star.

Daigu’s question piqued everyone’s curiosity; they all drew closer, eager for more details.

From Daigu’s words, it seemed he had met an Ultraman other than Tiga.

Misty turned, gave Daigu a deep look, and then said with measured seriousness, “The original Ultraman is my friend’s older brother.”

Daigu was struck dumb, as if thunderstruck inside and out.

“Older brother!”

Did Ultramen have siblings?

Juejing’s eyes gleamed with smug intelligence. “I get it now. The giants are just like us humans—they can reproduce.”

At the mention of “reproduction,” certain images not suitable for children flashed through everyone’s minds.

How, exactly, did giants reproduce?

It was a question worth pondering.

Perceiving their thoughts, Misty’s face darkened; he quickly rose and retreated to the room the Victory Team had prepared for him.

He had no patience to explain such vulgar matters.

Besides, for an eternal being like him, procreation was utterly irrelevant.

All that mattered was fulfilling his destiny; things like friendship and love could be discarded at will.

In the days that followed, nothing troubling happened on Earth.

Perhaps it was due to Tregear’s appearance—or perhaps for some other reason.

…

Plasma Galaxy.

Garum, Bareru, and Magna swept away all forces within the galaxy, including the Galactic Government, and established total domination.

Their actions exposed the previously overlooked Plasma Galaxy to the gaze of all.

The first to be alarmed was the Dark Universe.

After all, the three rulers—Babelian, Baltan, and Gutsian—were all from the Dark Universe.

Many of their kin, wandering throughout the cosmos, hurried toward the Plasma Galaxy upon hearing the news.

Especially the Baltan race.

Ever since their homeworld was destroyed by experiments, their standing in the Dark Universe had plummeted, and they had wandered the stars seeking a new place to live.

No matter where they went, those damned Ultra Warriors would interfere.

Now that a member of their own kind had become the ruler of an entire galaxy, it was only natural for them to seek refuge there.

More importantly, their Baltan hero was a cosmic-level powerhouse!

A being on par with the Emperor of Darkness, the Alien Empera!

With such strength, why wouldn’t they rally to his side?

Of course, the Baltan race was not alone—the Gutsians and Babelians also enjoyed newfound prestige, striding through the Dark Universe with impunity.

Now the whole universe knew that a cosmic-level powerhouse had emerged from their ranks; who would dare provoke them?

The saying “one rises, all rise” had never been more true.

They were delighted, but the Land of Light was wracked with anxiety.

Especially since Hikari had returned with information about the Soul of Plasma.

It was not hard to imagine that, fueled by the Soul of Plasma’s immense power, the Plasma Galaxy could rapidly grow to a staggering degree.

Most crucially, they had three cosmic-level warriors!

How many did the Land of Light have?

Even counting Zero, only two!

“Damn it, how did three cosmic-level beings suddenly emerge?”

In the Intergalactic Defense Force, all the veteran Ultras wore grim expressions.

Though the Plasma Galaxy had yet to show any intention of invading other star systems, who could guarantee that would remain the case?

Moreover, the destruction of the Galactic Government’s outpost there was an undeniable fact.

As the guardians of cosmic peace, the whole universe now awaited their response.

“Should we send someone to investigate first?” suggested Eddie.

Since the Plasma Galaxy was now under complete control, even if they intended to act, it was better to send envoys for a diplomatic visit first.

It would be an exchange of peace and friendship between two star systems.

Taro nodded in agreement. “I think that’s wise. The other side has three cosmic-level beings; their top-tier strength now rivals our Land of Light.”

“If we start a war recklessly, it’s the innocent people of the universe who will suffer.”