Chapter 142 -999999!
“Every time the mount enters Optimus Prime mode, it consumes one day crystal coin worth of power energy. Are you sure you want to proceed?”
Chen Yun was taken aback. What the hell? Transforming costs one day crystal coin’s worth of energy? Damn it, system, you’re really out to get me! The more critical the moment, the more you screw me over. One day, you’ll probably end up killing me, and then you can rest easy. But do you think I’ll let that happen? Absolutely not!
“No!” Chen Yun canceled the transformation command and withdrew his mount. He then took out an Ultraman transformation stick from his backpack, one he hadn’t used in a long time, muttering, “Considering I defeated two giant snakes last time, I should be able to kill this assassin. It’s just a pity about the Wang family’s estate... Ultraman transformation stick—activate!”
“Player Chen Yun successfully transformed using the Ultraman transformation stick. Duration: 3 minutes. Countdown: 2 minutes 59 seconds... 2 minutes 58 seconds...”
The assassin watched in disbelief as the strange vehicle dodged his attack with incredible speed. Just as he was about to launch a second strike, he witnessed a scene he would never forget:
The strange vehicle vanished!
A person appeared!
Then the person disappeared!
And Ultraman appeared!
Oh my god! Can someone tell me—am I on a mission or am I dreaming?
The assassin felt that in just a short moment, he had encountered more bizarre events than in all his decades combined, each one more intense than the last.
At first, a car smashing someone could be understood if the opponent was a cultivator capable of driving a strange vehicle.
Then the vehicle launched bombs and fired lasers—okay, that could be explained by advanced black technology.
But seriously, can someone explain to me where the hell this Ultraman came from?
Which high-tech company could have created something like that?!
Imperial Capital.
The palace’s grand hall.
Long stared coldly at the screen of his phone, which had just lit up, and sneered as he answered the call.
“Your Majesty, Chen Yun has transformed into Ultraman and appeared!” the masked figure, the emperor’s trusted aide who had appeared in the hall last time, reported.
“Good. The assassins from the Death God Society are indeed formidable—no wonder they’re the world’s largest assassin organization. Just in case, after Chen Yun’s transformation ends, you and Lian Bi will move in to seize the item. As for Chen Yun, if he can be brought under control, that’s best. If not, eliminate him outright. I’ve already instructed Yun Fei to intercept Jiang Tian. Once we obtain the Ultraman transformation device, I refuse to believe that with two level-10 cultivators, you, and Ultraman combined, we can’t kill Jiang Tian!”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
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Outside the Wang family estate, in a small grove, Wang Lihong and his son Wang Jiong stared in disbelief at the towering figure of Ultraman suddenly appearing in their yard—some thirty meters tall. Their worldviews shattered. Am I seeing things? How could Ultraman from cartoons appear in reality, and right here at the Wang estate?
“Father... is the Death God Society really that powerful? They can even produce this thing?” Wang Jiong swallowed nervously and asked with trembling voice.
“How would I know? My god...” Wang Lihong scratched his head hard, his mind racing with guesses, almost ready to explode.
How could something like Ultraman appear in real life?
In cartoons, Ultraman is the embodiment of justice, a monster slayer. Could it be that monsters have attacked the Wang family?
But where are the monsters? So far, Ultraman had only lifted his foot slightly and then stood still; no monsters in sight.
Could it be that the Death God Society created a battle machine resembling Ultraman?
That didn’t seem right either. No one in the Wang family was a competent fighter except Jiang Shan, who had some combat ability. Under the Death God Society’s assassins, who are level 7 cultivators, a single encounter would end it. What could possibly compel the Death God Society to deploy Ultraman?
“Dad, look! Flying... flying people!” Wang Jiong suddenly shouted, eyes fixed on Ultraman. Wang Lihong looked up and cried out, “Lian Bi! Eastern General Lian Bi! Level 10 cultivator!”
After transforming into Ultraman, the assassin appeared as small as a chick in Chen Yun’s eyes. Chen Yun aimed for a swift victory to finish the fight and quickly find a place to hide until he reverted to his true form. He stomped toward the assassin.
The assassin panicked and dashed toward the hall, but before he could reach the entrance, Chen Yun’s foot came down.
-189,218 damage—instant kill!
After transforming, all of Chen Yun’s attributes multiplied by 500 times. His attack power soared to a terrifying 420 × 500 = 210,000, while the assassin’s total health was barely 20,000—an absolute one-hit kill.
“Player Chen Yun has killed a level 45 NPC Death God Society assassin, gaining 100,000 experience, 500 purple coins, and one small experience pill.”
“Player Chen Yun has completed the first stage of the SSS-ranked mission with 100% completion, rewarded with 300,000 experience, 3,000 purple coins, and one Soul Fixation Orb.”
Soul Fixation Orb? Chen Yun was about to check its attributes when the system alert made him gasp in shock.
“SSS-ranked mission second stage initiated. Mission objective: Survive. Mission completion reward: Unknown. Mission failure penalty: Unknown.”
Survive—again!
The previous mission in the Crystal Palace dungeon also required survival, but that was a dungeon. Even if you died, it only meant mission failure and exit. This time, it wasn’t a dungeon...
At this thought, Chen Yun’s face turned pale.
This was reality, not a dungeon. Chen Yun wasn’t certain if the system allowed player resurrection. Even if it did, such an extraordinary event would surely come at a steep cost. If he failed to meet the system’s conditions... then... he would truly die.
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But since he could kill level 7 cultivators instantly after transforming, could the threat to his life only come from top-tier cultivators?
Chen Yun’s eyes widened. Only two factions could mobilize top-tier cultivators: the Tianlong Empire’s royal family and the Death God Society.
The mission was to eliminate the Death God Society, so it was highly likely the attackers were from them. Even if not, they were definitely connected.
“Ultraman transformation time is about to end. Countdown: 10, 9, 8...”
The three minutes passed swiftly as Chen Yun’s mind raced. When the red light on his chest lit up, the system alert jolted him awake.
Damn, time’s up already! Too fast—gotta run!
Just as Chen Yun was about to sprint away, two people flew right in front of him.
Yes, flew—without any external aid, just their own bodies!
“Impressive, amazing! No wonder the emperor is interested in you. One stomp and a level 7 cultivator is dead. The power is truly tempting,” Bì Lián said as she flew to face Chen Yun at eye level. “I never thought Ultraman really existed in this world—what an eye-opener. It’s a pity, though. The red light is on; your transformation is over. Otherwise, I’d love to have a fight with you and see who’s stronger.”
Chen Yun was terrified. It was Bì Lián—the level 10 cultivator, Eastern General Bì Lián!
In that moment, everything became clear to Chen Yun.
The empire had found out he possessed the Ultraman transformation device. The emperor coveted Ultraman’s power and sent people to seize it. What Chen Yun hadn’t expected was the emperor’s ruthlessness—sending a level 10 cultivator!
“Take this Heavenly Killer Fist. Let’s see what Ultraman can do!” The emperor’s aide, not forgetting his instructions, wanted to test Ultraman’s strength. In a flash, he appeared behind Chen Yun and struck his back with full force.
-999,999!
Golden numbers!
A 5x critical hit!
The 200,000 damage multiplied five times, reaching 999,999!
“The Ultraman transformation stick has suffered a fatal blow, ending the transformation prematurely. Player Chen Yun’s health is below 1%, entering a critically wounded near-death state. Please replenish health immediately...”