After leaving the golden space, Belial and Riku departed, taking the other "Belial" with them.
As for Yuzhou, he went to find Juggler.
Haruki was also nearby. Upon seeing Yuzhou, he finally voiced the doubt that had been lingering in his mind.
"Senior… what exactly just happened?"
Two Belial Ultramen clashing in battle, with Geed and Tiga watching from the sidelines—this entire scene had already been broadcast live across the world.
Public opinion toward Ultramen immediately became divided.
Some argued that Ultraman's power was far too great and posed a threat to humanity.
Others claimed that Ultramen were aliens and had no right to interfere in Earth's affairs.
However, the most vicious voices came from those who had suffered material losses due to the battle.
Their hatred toward Ultramen was so extreme that they openly wished for the entire race to be wiped out.
"One of those Belials was a fake. We dealt with him."
Yuzhou answered calmly, without going into further detail.
Haruki was still a newcomer and did not fully understand such matters. Hearing this explanation, he nodded in partial comprehension.
He had never imagined that even Ultramen could have impostors.
"So… it's all resolved?"
Juggler looked at Yuzhou and asked.
"Yes. It's resolved."
Yuzhou nodded.
"What about Tartarus?"
Juggler was clearly curious about the "Golden Man." He had long heard rumours of this Ultimate Lifeform, but this was the closest he had ever been to Tartarus in person.
"He got away."
Yuzhou shrugged helplessly. Tartarus was overwhelmingly powerful—killing him outright had never been realistic.
No matter how badly injured he became, he always retained the ability to escape.
Especially with that golden wormhole.
"Come. Let's take a look at how Medals are made."
Yuzhou gestured to Juggler and returned to his residence.
The Medal conversion device left behind by the alienCerebro had been placed there by Juggler.
All it required was flesh and blood from a monster's body. The machine could extract, replicate, and fuse the genetic information contained within.
The final product would be a Medal.
Juggler was quite curious about the Medal creation process, so he followed Yuzhou inside.
"Whose Medal are you planning to make?" Juggler asked.
"Golza? Melba? Or some other kaiju?"
"I'm making… his."
As Yuzhou spoke, he retrieved a chunk of flesh from his spatial ring and placed it into the machine.
"Whose?"
Juggler frowned. The flesh did not resemble that of any monster he recognized.
Yuzhou turned the crank.
Before long, a purple Medal dropped out of the device.
Juggler picked it up out of curiosity and held it in his hand.
"This is—?!"
The moment he saw the image engraved on the Medal, Juggler was utterly stunned.
Because the figure depicted on it was not a monster at all—
It was Tartarus.
The Tartarus who had shaken the entire universe.
"If this Medal really belongs to Tartarus… then that piece of flesh earlier was…"
Juggler's eyes widened in disbelief.
Yuzhou had actually cut a piece of flesh from Tartarus himself.
And then turned it into a Medal.
"With Tartarus's Medal," Yuzhou said calmly, "Charija's briefcase can finally be retired."
He took the Medal back from Juggler.
Tartarus possessed the ability to traverse time and space. By using the power sealed within this Medal, Yuzhou could access Tartarus's most distinctive—and most practical—ability.
"How about testing it now?"
Juggler looked even more eager than Yuzhou.
By all logic, Tartarus was not an Ultraman. Normally, the Riser was used to channel Ultraman powers.
So what would happen if a cosmic lifeform's Medal were added instead?
Juggler was extremely curious.
"Sure."
Yuzhou nodded. He wanted to test it himself as well.
However, aside from Tartarus's Medal, two additional Medals were required for fusion.
He briefly considered his options.
"Definitely not monsters."
Tartarus was already a cosmic Ultimate Lifeform. Adding monster power on top of that would turn the result into something grotesque.
Yuzhou decided to prioritize Ultraman Medals.
He scanned through his collection and selected two.
Ultraman.
Ultraman Jack.
The reason was simple—he did not want his body flooded with chaotic, flashy energies.
Ultraman and Jack were both pure embodiments of Light.
Jack, the "Returning Ultraman," represented the second generation.
As for the original Ultraman, there was no need for explanation—he was the very first Light in the Ultra series.
The two of them arrived at a remote mountain region to conduct the experiment.
Yuzhou pulled the trigger.
Light erupted from the Riser, forming a luminous gateway.
He stepped straight into it.
"Yuzhou—access granted!"
The Riser's voice echoed throughout the space.
The Light Identity Card was already inserted. The next step was Medal reading.
"Ultraman."
"Ultraman Jack."
"Tartarus."
One Medal after another was scanned.
There was no rejection—no resistance like the time Dark Belial had refused to lend his power.
Yuzhou finally relaxed.
He drew the Sparklence, pressed the button against his chest, and his human form transformed into Ultraman Tiga.
Phantom figures of Ultraman, Jack, and Tartarus swept past him.
Under the fusion and ascension of these three lights, Tiga's body gained not only golden stripe armour, but also golden battle plating.
Golden energy belonging to Tartarus surged within his body.
Yuzhou could clearly sense it.
Vast amounts of spacetime power now flowed inside him.
As long as he wished it, he could release it at any moment.
Ultraman Tiga — Chrono Form!
"Opening a spacetime tunnel consumes quite a bit of energy," Yuzhou muttered after forming a small wormhole.
"No wonder Tartarus's energy reserves are so terrifying."
Suddenly, a hand emerged from the wormhole.
It looked like a monster's claw.
"What the hell—?"
Unwilling to let anything strange interfere, Yuzhou instantly fired a Hand Light Arrow, destroying the arm before it could fully emerge.
He had only been casually testing the wormhole ability.
He had not expected to nearly pull a monster through.
"It worked, Juggler."
Yuzhou looked down at Juggler on the ground.
With Tartarus's spacetime power now in his possession, Charija's briefcase was officially obsolete.
The ability was undeniably powerful, though its practical use was limited.
At most, it offered convenience.