Wuhu, Take Off

At the human survivors' base, everyone gathered together, their hearts pounding violently.

Lu Changsheng had been right. Cthulhu had broken free.

The Evil God that had destroyed their vast Empire had now shattered its Shackles, unleashing power capable of utterly destroying the world.

The Premier's expression was complicated. He did not know whether this shield could withstand Cthulhu's power.

The shield was already at work. Under normal circumstances, merely looking directly at Cthulhu would have driven them mad, but with this special protective barrier in place, they were safe for the time being.

Across the globe, seawater covered seventy percent of the planet. Now, as though the enraged Sea God King were venting his fury, wave after wave surged skyward like towering pillars of water. This was the roar of the sea.

Soon, the human base saw a tidal wave even more spectacular than a waterfall sweep in, washing away the ruined steel city and crashing directly into their protective barrier.

Inside the base, a machine activated. A gravitational barrier seemed to unfold around the shield, keeping the seawater out. No matter how fierce the waves were, only a small amount of water could seep inside.

"This is practically a mass extinction event."

"The worst is yet to come."

"It looks like Cthulhu has completely broken free."

Inside the base, everyone was on high alert.

Their gazes were firm. They had already steeled themselves for a fight to the death.

As humans, they were proud. They were honored. They were the masters of this planet.

Even when facing the terrifying Evil God of myth, they would rather die standing than live on their knees.

A bleak mood spread among the crowd.

A resolute will to sacrifice themselves for the Empire, without regret even in death, kept rising in their hearts.

Perhaps their efforts would be futile, but they had to fight at least once. Only then could they accept it.

Yet, while everyone was prepared to sacrifice themselves in the coming battle, filled with a determination to die—

Stark, Daigo, and Lu Changsheng felt nothing of the sort.

Though they had emphasized time and again that Cthulhu was not their enemy—

That Cthulhu was merely passing through and had no intention of harming humanity—

The Empire had already fallen. They simply could not take those words to heart.

With guns and ammunition in hand, humanity was more united than ever at this moment.

Stark recorded the disaster-like scene with his armor and muttered, "I'll take this back and save it. This is way more interesting than any animal documentary."

Daigo blinked as he looked at Cthulhu's enormous figure in the distance, his thoughts unreadable.

Lu Changsheng, meanwhile, was wondering whether Cthulhu, with power beyond all norms, did not know how to rein it in.

"It's coming!" The Premier's eyes were blazing.

Cthulhu's body was fully revealed before them. Its horrifying octopus-like tentacles writhed, while its wings, vast enough to blot out the sky, stirred up a Storm.

The giant's mountain-like lower body was indescribably horrifying.

A strange, incomprehensible phrase in Cthulhu Language was spoken.

A cracking sound came from the human base's shield, and cracks spread across it.

Everyone's expressions changed.

What did that sentence mean? Was it some powerful spell?

This special protective shield had been upgraded with Stark's help.

Yet they had not expected it to be so fragile.

At the same time, the translator rendered the phrase.

This was the first fresh Cthulhu sentence people had heard since the translator was completed.JPG

"Wuhu, take off!"

That was what played from the translator.

Everyone: "???"

What the hell was that?

Was the translator broken?

Would such a terrifying Evil God really say something like that?

Or had they heard wrong?

Their expressions were strange. Shouldn't that have been some kind of devastating spell?

What exactly did "Wuhu, take off" mean?!

Stark burst out laughing when he heard it.

Daigo was struggling not to laugh as well.

Lu Changsheng was not surprised in the least. That was so Cthulhu.

As the head of the Empire, the Premier shouted, "Everyone, prepare yourselves! Cthulhu may very well be about to attack us!"

"Yes!" The Empire's elite aimed their guns at Cthulhu, sweat unconsciously trickling down their foreheads.

Compared to the pressure in reality, the pressure in their minds was even greater.

But after waiting for a long time, Cthulhu did not attack them.

Instead, it shot straight into the sky and broke through the clouds.

Its immense figure gradually vanished beyond the horizon.

"This?" No one dared relax, fearing Cthulhu might suddenly circle back.

They waited a while longer...

The tsunami continued battering the cracked shield, but Cthulhu was nowhere to be seen.

"Stop waiting. It's gone." Lu Changsheng looked into the depths of the Starry Shore.

He saw Cthulhu traveling through the Starry Shore.

It seemed that after breaking the seal that had confined it for so long, Cthulhu's first order of business was to find somewhere else to go.

It apparently did not care in the slightest about the creatures on this planet.

"It really left?"

Even now, they still found it hard to believe.

"Whew... Looks like you got lucky and survived," Stark said.

"No, the shield is about to break." Lu Changsheng withdrew his gaze. In his perception, the shield had lost most of its energy resisting Cthulhu's earlier "Wuhu, take off."

With the seawater battering it continuously now, it was about to fail.

"Leave it to me." Without another word, Daigo took out the Spark Lens and transformed into Tiga Ultraman.

A sacred figure radiant as light stood upon the earth. Tiga nodded to Lu Changsheng, then his pair of silver hands shone as a semicircular barrier spread over the original shield, blocking the seawater's assault.

But that was not a long-term solution.

"It treats the symptoms, not the root cause." Lu Changsheng stomped his foot, and the foundation of the entire continent abruptly rose.

The earth shook and mountains trembled as the entire continent rapidly ascended at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I, Akihi Shingen, was an ordinary yet handsome Celestial Dynasty high school student who had transmigrated to Japan. I was sixteen this year and attended Shuchiin Academy.

Though I was unremarkable myself, fortunately, my parents had worked hard enough to give me an identity worth hundreds of millions.

But I was unwilling to accept that.

I did not want to muddle through life and go home to inherit the family fortune.

Yet the road of refusing mediocrity was exhausting. Whenever I encountered difficulties, I went to sleep.

One day, in my dreams, Akihi Shingen had a dream...

He dreamed that many years later, Yukino Yukinoshita was lying on her side beside him, sleeping sweetly, while their wedding photo hung in the center of the wall.

But everything that happened next showed that this was not merely a dream, but...

The future!