Chapter 64 Tony: I am dead, if you have something, please burn paper!_1

Logic had not expected such major changes to occur overnight; this was the first time he had encountered such a surprise, even after traversing numerous worlds.

He was stupefied as he watched the images Sophon had sent back to him.

An open area was visible.

A massive crowd was prostrated before something, their eyes crazy with worship.

It didn't stop there, as various recording equipment was everywhere, broadcasting live to every hidden corner across the globe.

How many traitors were there in the Six Kingdoms when the great Qin Dynasty unified the land?

Now with global unity, combine over two hundred countries—how many dissenters would there be?

At that moment, the surviving Kiryloids were laughing heartily, their bodies swaying wildly, ultimately unable to stop praising.

"Yo Xi!"

"It's true Earthlings understand Earthlings best!"

"We've advanced so much, yet only managed to gather a few tens of thousands of followers. In just this short night, our numbers have expanded by so many times!!"

"Hahahaha, the Giraleza God is about to descend, and you will all follow the Will of God, attain eternal life, eternal wealth, and become the supreme beings who rule over all on Earth!"

Promising a pie in the sky is always the most effective, the most powerful skill in the world.

Once you've mastered this technique, you become an extremely fearsome existence—the most impressive part is that you can even make others draw their own pies in the sky, emotionally motivating themselves into a frenzied effort.

Under his slogan, which costs nothing, those crazed people became even more frenzied, and a door that cannot be described in words was slowly opening in mid-air...

The God of Kiryloid!

Is about to descend!

"There must be hope!" Da Gu said firmly. "I will intervene to stop him. Earth! Belongs only to Earthlings!"

With that, he immediately ran out and piloted Feiyan towards the area, determined to prevent the door from opening.

I know you will act.

And I know you will end up beaten down.

Another Kiryloid is guarding that door; it's already too late for you to rush in now in hopes of stopping it...

Logic rubbed his head, knowing full well that Tiga appeared too early now. He had only farmed a couple of elite mobs; not to mention the strength of an elite fighter, he probably couldn't even figure out a few mage skills on his own...

And it wasn't like the future.

Tiga's influence around the globe wasn't high; some people might never have even heard of him, let alone transform into Glitter Tiga using the light from the whole world as in the ultimate battle.

Could it be that...

He, Logic, should do a live broadcast of the entire event, use some tricks to make all humanity watch this battle of the gods, then ride the wave of attention to spawn a Glitter Tiga?

That seems a bit unreliable...

Or maybe try contacting the Parallel Universe and summon the slackers from the other two Parallel Universes to help out?

Or perhaps take a page out of the book of new generations and borrow some power from other Ultramen or even from other monsters?

Or open a time-space travel channel to summon other Ultraman brothers for a righteous group fight?

This falls under Ultraman perks; even if it's eight against one, nobody would think it's the Ultraman gang bullying someone else. You see, the perks of being an Ultraman are excellent!

After some thought, Logic felt that shaking people up was more reliable; time-space travel seemed a bit too difficult.

He checked his contacts.

For high-end combat power, aside from the nuclear bomb from the roaming little broken ball, it seemed there wasn't much support available for him...

The Ancient One, standing guard on Earth, could not leave, and even if she did make it to another universe, Emperor Vishanti would probably display the signs of kidney failure and wouldn't be able to squeeze out a trace of strength.

The Demon Queen Morgana...

"This thing is practically asking to be monster food, isn't it?"

Although the other party is also a super soldier of an interstellar civilization level, even called a god.

But basically, each monster is a weapon used by interstellar civilizations to destroy other civilizations, tens of thousands of tons in weight, that mass, that density...

"Can you even pierce through it?"

Logic had a bit of a headache, at this time he had no choice but to seek advice from another bright mind, Tony. "Tony, I've run into a bit of trouble here, could you give me some advice?"

Tony: "?"

Tony: "There is nothing in this world that I, Tony Stark, cannot do. My brilliant brain will solve everything, just spill it!"

Logic: "I've encountered a somewhat troublesome creature, do you have any weapons good for dealing with this creature?"

Tony: "Creature? That's so weak! I've recently developed a kind of jet spray weapon similar to a Gatling gun, capable of firing 108,000 times a minute, which I've named the 'Happy Satan.' It can easily destroy any creature. How about I send you eight or ten of them? They only cost a few hundred thousand US dollars each, consider them a gift!"

108,000 revolutions, and Satan gives you a grin.

There's no creature in the world that can withstand it!

Logic: "Uhh..."

Logic: "How should I put this... My creature is a bit big, probably hundreds of meters tall, weighing more than 100,000 tons..."

An ordinary Kiryloid is over fifty meters tall and weighs around forty to fifty thousand tons. As their boss, the so-called god, being over a hundred meters tall and weighing more than 100,000 tons seemed a reasonable estimate, right?

But this estimate made Tony freak out on the spot. His brain went into overdrive, hundreds of meters tall, over 100,000 tons in weight, with such a density...

This was like snacking on nuclear bombs!

Tony: "..."

Tony: "Tony is dead, if you need something, burn some paper offerings!"

With a creature of this freakish level, do you even need to fight?

Just surrender!

Losing by surrendering is only half as bad, forget about a whole corpse; you might even be left with some remains.

Logic: "I'm not joking, I've discovered a new civilization, and there are some really interesting things inside, but this civilization is currently being attacked by a giant beast..."

Tony: "Doesn't the Three-Body Civilization have weapons to deal with such a thing? This type of weapon should be easy for you, right?"

A civilization capable of easily destroying star systems and planets, how could they not have such weapons?

Logic: "It costs money, buying one would cost me many years' worth of salary."

Tony: "You..."

Tony: "You really should start calling yourself 'Logic Skinflint'!"

Tony always felt that being called a capitalist was already quite heartless, but since meeting Logic, this alien who claimed to be a people's entrepreneur, he started to think he wasn't so bad, right?

Hmm.

This year, he could no longer give his employees a year-end bonus of seventy-two months of salary, just seventy months instead...

Hahaha.

I, Tony Stark, am indeed heartless!

Tony: "I have a great idea. My father had an old rival once, who discovered a substance that could enlarge or shrink objects, called Pym Particles. These particles are subatomic and hard to detect, but I believe it won't be difficult for someone with Sophon like you..."

Tony: "You just need to obtain their manufacturing process, and you could have a lot of Pym Particles. I think... even a Mark III Armor that's thousands of meters tall could be possible!"

Obtaining the manufacturing process of Pym Particles...

Logic: "Steal?"

Tony: "That's called 'drawing inspiration'!"