Volume 1, Chapter 93: Return to the Plasma Galaxy

"Oh? Is that so?" Tregear sneered.

Titus wasted no time on words; he lunged forward with a punch.

But then, all at once, Tregear vanished.

Without the slightest warning.

Titus carefully scanned the area, spreading his telepathic sense in every direction in an attempt to locate Tregear.

Yet after circling around once, he felt nothing at all.

"Where did he go?" Yuki asked in confusion.

"I don't know." Titus gave a slight shake of his head, his taut nerves refusing to relax for even a moment.

The scene from twelve years ago was still vivid in his mind, and he knew that Tregear was not an opponent to be taken lightly.

Three days later...

"Titus, let's go back." With dark circles beneath his eyes, Yuki called out tiredly. "Tregear probably isn't coming."

"Impossible!" Titus said sternly. "He is a very powerful enemy. We must stay vigilant."

Taiga could not bear it any longer. Yawning, he said, "If you ask me, Tregear has definitely left. How could he still be here? Hurry up and go back!"

That last line was almost a shout, because he had already grown impatient.

Yes, three days meant almost nothing to Ultra warriors, no more than the passing of three seconds.

But brother, at least move a little. Aren't you tired of staying in that same pose the whole time?

Titus ignored Taiga, though a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes as well. "Could he really be gone?"

"Of course. Otherwise, why wouldn't he attack you?" The moment Yuki finished speaking, he finally could not hold on any longer and collapsed headfirst.

Fortunately, it was deep night; otherwise, the commotion would surely have drawn a crowd.

On the other side, Tregear did not return to Earth. Instead, he crossed dimensions and arrived at the Ghost Comet in the Plasma Galaxy.

"What is it?"

Upon Tregear's return, the three of Barel had been kneeling for a long time, yet none of them dared make a sound.

All three wore slightly rigid expressions, as though they had something to say, but did not dare to speak.

Especially Garum, whose brows were burdened with deep anguish. At last, he clenched his teeth and slammed his head hard against the ground. "My lord, please, save my little brother!"

Garum and Magna bowed at the same time, their faces equally pleading.

Tregear frowned. "What exactly happened?"

He had originally intended to toy with Titus a little longer, but then he suddenly received Barel's summons, which was why he had rushed back.

Garum no longer hesitated and immediately raised his head. "My lord, my little brother was badly injured many years ago. He has been kept alive all this time by a life-support device. Now... now he's almost gone!"

By the time he finished, Garum was already choking on sobs.

His brother's fate had always been the deepest pain in his heart.

He was the eldest of the three, and by the average lifespan of the cosmos, he should already have gone home to retire.

The reason he had struggled so fiercely as a galaxy hunter all this time had always been for his brother.

"You have a little brother?" Tregear asked in surprise.

"Yes, my lord." Garum lowered his head again and bowed deeply. "My lord, please, save my little brother."

He knew Tregear would certainly have a way. Certainly.

Tregear watched him for a long moment before giving a slight nod. "Take me to him."

At those words, Garum lifted his head abruptly, then immediately slammed it back down again.

Bang.

The floor cracked, even being dented by the impact.

Barel and Magna also lifted their heads in delight, saying in unison, "Thank you, my lord!"

...

Jona Star.

Mordior stood beside the hospital bed, sighing again and again.

Before him lay Garuna, his body covered with medical tubes, his vital signs plunging sharply.

He had already done everything he could. This time, there was truly nothing he could do to turn the tide.

Thinking of Garum, who had already become one of the Three Kings, Mordior felt a bitter ache in his heart.

He could not imagine what madness Garum would unleash after Garuna's death.

He might even flatten the entire planet of Jona.

Bang.

At that moment, the door to the ward was suddenly kicked open.

Mordior froze for a moment, already guessing who had arrived.

He slowly stood up, preparing to deliver the words he had long since rehearsed for Garum.

But when he turned around, he realized that it was not only Garum who had come, but Barel and Magna as well.

"Ah!" the nurse beside him cried out in fright.

The legendary Three Kings—aside from Garum, who often came to the hospital, the other two she had only ever seen on television.

Now that she saw them in person, the overwhelming presence they radiated was enough to leave her utterly at a loss.

"L-L-Lord!" Mordior dropped to his knees on the spot, bowing in submission.

No matter how he tried to steady himself, his body still trembled uncontrollably, and his pupils seemed to lose all color in an instant.

Who could have imagined that the three of them would not even spare him a glance, striding straight past him and stopping at Garuna's bedside?

He looked up in dread, just about to wipe the sweat from his brow, when another figure entering the ward drew his gaze.

"An Ultra warrior!"

Mordior cried out as well, every hair on his body standing on end, his eyes nearly bulging from their sockets.

What was going on? Why would an Ultra warrior appear here?

At once, everyone in the ward held their breath, staring in shock at Tregear.

No one in the universe was unfamiliar with the Ultra warriors.

And now that the Land of Light and the Plasma Galaxy were in constant conflict, even if they wracked their brains, they could not figure out how this Ultra warrior had come here.

Could it be... that he had come to negotiate with the Three Kings?

At the thought, everyone's expression, Mordior included, turned strange.

Some time ago, they had heard that Lord Barel had been arresting Ultra warriors in large numbers, only to release them afterward.

Could the Land of Light have sent someone because of that matter?

"Gulp..."

Mordior came to his senses in bewilderment, a strange sound slipping from his throat.

At that moment, the Ultra warrior moved.

He walked straight to the bedside and looked down at Garuna.

"Is he your little brother?" Tregear asked flatly, seeing through the Guts alien's condition at a glance.

His life force was indeed fading at a terrifying speed; at most three days remained before it would vanish completely.

"Yes, my lord." Garum clenched his fists tightly, looking anxiously at his brother, his eyes filled with urgency.

Originally, his brother could have held on for several more years, but who could have known that Mordior would suddenly send word that the life-support device had malfunctioned?

Although it had been repaired in time, his brother had already lost most of his life force because of it.

Otherwise, he would never have dared to seek out Tregear at a time like this.

"L-L-L... my lord!"