Chapter 41: The Genuine Article Among All Generations

Something’s Off About Your Ultraman Eight Hundred Miles of Shuriken 2742 words 2026-04-13 19:54:34

Camilla’s gaze was locked on JOJO, but instead of losing her composure, she grew calm and scoffed, “Heh, you can’t fool me. Tiga didn’t say a word to you!” The memory of thirty million years ago made her heart ache with anger. That wretched woman, Yulan, had bewitched Tiga with her flowery words! And Tiga had actually believed her—infuriating!

JOJO glanced sidelong at Camilla, thinking that even after all these years sealed away, she still hadn’t forgotten Tiga. “Is that so? Believe what you want.” His tone was nonchalant, as if he didn’t care, but then his gaze sharpened as he looked at Camilla. “But while Tiga showed you mercy thirty million years ago, I won’t be so soft-hearted!”

As he spoke, energy began to gather at JOJO’s wrists. Seeing his stance, Camilla’s suspicions wavered, and she hurried to stop him, “Wait! What do you mean by that?”

JOJO feigned a cold laugh. “Don’t you already know? Tiga couldn’t bring himself to kill you, so he sealed you away instead.”

Camilla froze at those words—this matched her own thoughts, bringing back memories of her time with Tiga. “So he really did still care about me.”

As Camilla lowered her head and whispered, JOJO’s voice continued coldly, “Tiga did care about you. But you’ll never see him again!”

Camilla’s head snapped up. She saw JOJO’s energy fully charged, ready to unleash a finishing blow. Now, convinced that Tiga still held her in his heart, Camilla had lost her will to die. Panic flooded her.

“Wait! What do you want? I’ll trade anything!”

Desperate not to die before seeing Tiga again, Camilla pleaded. JOJO paused, fixing his gaze on her. “Oh? And what can you offer me?”

Energy still crackling around JOJO’s wrists, Camilla struggled to rise, but her shattered bones left her helpless. Thinking carefully, she realized she had only one thing left of value. With a thought, she levitated it to her hand and gazed at it wistfully.

“This is the Dark Spark Prism. If you purify it with light, you’ll obtain the Divine Light Rod! Anyone with the right potential can use it to transform into a new Ultra Warrior!”

As for Tiga’s dark power, Camilla would never hand that over. The Dark Spark Prism only held ordinary dark energy.

JOJO took the Dark Spark Prism and examined it in his palm, surprised by this unexpected windfall. The Divine Light Rod, just like that?

Wait—wasn’t this thing an auto-generated replica? Useless! The genuine Divine Light Rod was what he wanted. How frustrating! Dissatisfied, JOJO’s gaze returned to Camilla. “How foolish. Even if I killed you, it would still be mine!”

“You—!” Camilla was furious, grinding her teeth. “What exactly do you want?!”

JOJO eyed her, pretending to consider. “Come to think of it, you do have one thing of value. Camilla, you don’t want to go to your grave without seeing Tiga again, do you?”

At this, Camilla felt a creeping unease at the way this giant of light looked at her. Summoning strength from who knows where, she tried to inch away. “Don’t even think about it! You despicable wretch! What kind of giant of light are you—shameless!”

JOJO remained silent, but inwardly he understood that nothing good was going through her mind. As expected of a giant of darkness—born evil.

Ignoring her insults, he stated his demand, “Say what you will. Teach me your Light Sword technique.”

Nexus’s Light Sword extended from the back of the hand, but JOJO preferred the grip-in-hand style and hoped to combine the advantages of both.

Camilla was taken aback—this wasn’t what she’d expected. The air stilled, silence thickening the atmosphere. After a moment, she gritted her teeth and agreed, “Fine. But how can you prove you won’t go back on your word?”

She had already seen through this giant’s true face and couldn’t understand how someone with his temperament could be called a giant of light.

“You have no room to bargain,” JOJO replied evenly, then added, “I have a good relationship with Tiga, don’t worry.”

He remembered giving Daigu the “light” as a child—wasn’t Daigu Tiga? That wasn’t a lie.

“The principle behind the Light Sword is…” Camilla bitterly explained, feeling the giant of light was full of nothing but lies. After all, he’d paralyzed her entire body—was that what he called a good relationship with Tiga?

When she finished explaining, JOJO tried gathering energy in his hand.

With a flash, a white Light Sword shot forth!

Camilla was stunned. It had taken her centuries to master the Light Sword, and now this giant of light had learned it in an instant…

As she marveled at his talent, JOJO’s merciless words snapped her back.

“Not a bad skill. But now you have no further value.”

Camilla glared at him, eyes full of rage. But before she could speak, JOJO’s mind shifted, transforming into Ultra Telekinesis.

All training objectives were now complete.

……

In the ruins of Lulue.

“Bastard!!!”

Camilla’s consciousness returned abruptly to her stone statue and she cursed loudly. Her sudden outburst woke the two stone figures beside her.

“Boss, why aren’t you sleeping?” Hittra muttered sleepily.

The three giants of darkness were sealed and petrified in grotesque poses, their bodies immobilized but their minds fully conscious. With nothing but rocks for company and nothing new to see in the ruins, they had long since taken to passing the time in slumber.

At this, Darram also stirred. “Probably dreaming about Tiga again.”

Such episodes had happened before, so he was hardly surprised.

Camilla swept her consciousness around, realizing the truth: “Damn it! I was tricked!” Embarrassed, she would never admit it and merely snorted, “Nothing.”

But in her heart, she silently nursed her grudge.

Thinking back thirty million years, she recalled no such giant of light. Likely, he was a newly born one.

On Gaia, a new day dawned. I Meng had already returned to the aerial base early in the morning. According to Commander Ishimuro, today the Thunder Squad and Falcon Squad would once again compete in joint training.

Qiao Zhe, meanwhile, was mulling over last night’s gains in the subspace training ground. Ever since seeing Agul wield the Light Sword, he had coveted the skill. He hadn’t expected to learn it from Camilla—what a windfall!

It also made Qiao Zhe realize there was much more to explore with the sparring partners summoned to the training ground. Last time, he’d let the Mephilasian go—what a pity. If only he’d learned their method of gigantification. Could he, perhaps, become even larger while already in a giant state?

As for revenge? That didn’t bother him at all. What, would they follow him back through the “network cable”?

After leaving the base, he took a detour to the seaside rocks. The transformation device appeared on his wrist. With a flash of light, he shifted to his full-size form and dove into the sea to train.