Earth Power

"Last chance, Ultraman of Earth. Walk away now, and this will have nothing to do with you."

Dark Zagi looked at the Celestials filling the sky and quietly said to Richard, "I think you should consider their proposal."

Richard remained unmoved. "You know my answer."

"So I thought," Judge said flatly. "I merely wanted to confirm it once more. Since that is the case, there is nothing left to discuss."

As he spoke, the interstellar giant slowly raised his enormous hand.

The other Celestials followed suit, each raising an enormous palm as though they had been cast from the same mold, aiming at the Ultraman below, who seemed incomparably tiny beside them.

Nexus stood straight where he was, looking up at the dozens of Celestials as the radiance of cosmic energy lit up in their palms one after another, like an eternal brilliance illuminating the entire starry sky.

A terrifying energy that seemed as though it should not exist in this world swept across the battlefield. The air rapidly heated up, as if it were being torn to shreds. Space became scorched and unstable, as though everything in existence had been pushed to the brink of Oblivion before that power.

Deep down, Richard knew he could not withstand this blow.

Fifty Celestials, and several of them seemed to be top-tier powerhouses on Exterminator's level. Even ten of him would not have been able to take this.

But he did not retreat. He did not evade. Until the very last moment, he did not compromise.

Was it foolish?

If his past self had been the one judging, then probably.

But sometimes, people became what they never wanted to become.

This was a side of himself Richard had never imagined seeing, something he had never thought he would do—

—become the only