Ultra Space, Ultra Megalopolis.
In the cold, futuristic city, heavily armed investigation squad members were stationed throughout the streets and alleys, and a grim, murderous atmosphere hung in the air.
Countless residents who had never seen natural light since birth remained in their homes, their pale faces filled with unease over the future.
They had all received notice that the upheaval three days ago had been caused by an attack from unknown Ultra Beasts, that the incident had already been suppressed, and that they were not to believe or spread rumors that could shake Ultra Megalopolis.
But that was not the truth at all!
The voice that had echoed over the city that day had definitely not been an Illusion.
It had not been an invasion by unknown Ultra Beasts at all. Someone had been taking revenge on Ultra Megalopolis!
Knowing the truth left them terrified and powerless. As cogs keeping the vast entity known as Ultra Megalopolis running with precision, they had entrusted everything they possessed to the Megalopolis from birth in order to survive this apocalypse. Yet now, Megalopolis Tower, the symbol of Ultra Megalopolis, had vanished!
Simply grasping that fact was enough to fill the people with unease.
Deep underground at the former site of the attacked Megalopolis Tower, the nine members of the Governing Elders' Council sat around a round table with grim expressions. The atmosphere was stifling, and no one spoke first.
Only three days had passed since that little bastard attacked Megalopolis Tower. The factors shaking the Megalopolis had only just begun to ferment, and they had to be suppressed as soon as possible.
Xion and Lunala were now missing. They had most likely been reduced to ashes by that blow. Guzzlord, which had rampaged underground, had also been subdued at a certain cost.