It was a night without light. The sky was dark, the moon was obscured by clouds, and there was not a trace of starlight. There was silence at sea level, save for the occasional splash of water in the breeze.

Skull Island was also quiet at this time, without a single sound. King Kong, the king of the island and a beautiful boy who has lived here since ancient times, is snoring loudly in his own territory. The little animals on the island were forced to play hide and seek all day by a small monster, and at this time, they were all exhausted and resting in their warm nests.

Little Godzilla hadn't fallen asleep yet, he was playing happily with his best friend, Mothra. It had been obediently for several days, and had not grabbed the protective net and ran out to play.

Of the entire island, only the area where the Hydra base is located is still lit. Artificial lights illuminated the rocks and jungle within a mile's radius, and the soldiers on night duty at the watchtower were bored, trying to keep their bodies straight and trying to keep their eyelids from fighting.

The island looks so harmonious and quiet...... Until a visitor broke the vibe.

The silver glow came from the outside of the atmosphere, like a sharp blade cutting through the chaotic clouds. The silver-white blade swooped down like an arrow, and the violent friction through the atmosphere formed a hemispherical flame that enveloped the silver thing like a shield.

It was incredibly fast, and instead of slowing down as it passed through the atmosphere, it intensified.

Seconds later, the thing slammed into the shield of Skull Island with an unparalleled momentum and extreme heat.

It wasn't a simple meteorite, it contained more than just heat and shock, some kind of more powerful and domineering energy. The Hydra's energy shield was no match for it, and the terrifying impact pierced through the protective layer and slanted onto the surface of the island.

For a moment, the entire Skull Island felt like it was about to be sunk. The foundations of the islands trembled, and the waves and splashes crashed against the reef along the coast.

Three seconds later, the sound of sirens broke the silence and resounded through the night sky.

The base was put on alert in an instant, and the sleeping soldiers and agents all got up in a panic.

Even little Godzilla, who was happily playing with his best friend, was attracted to the attention, and after hesitating for a while, he decided to come and have fun to see what was going on.

A few minutes later, the spot where the thing landed was surrounded by clusters. Heavily armed soldiers, heavy tanks and fighter jets with laser cannons, and a small monster as tall as a hill, everyone stared wide-eyed around the edge of the crater.

The spark gradually died out, and a stream of energy was converged into the depths of that pit.

A man—or rather a creature in human form—staggered out.

That one was the Silver Glider, one of the four messengers of the Devourer of Planets. It's just that his state looks extremely bad at this moment, not to mention the gray face, the luster on his body is also a lot duller than last time, and it seems that he is not lightly injured.

His surfboard was stuck upside down in the ground, only half exposed, and it didn't move as if it were dead.

Silver Slip walked a few steps with great difficulty, and then he was exhausted, and his legs and feet fell to the ground under the gaze of everyone, and he raised his hand as if he had exhausted the last shred of strength.

"Find him...... To find him, you must find ...... Ultraman ......"

Then his hand drooped and he collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

The agents looked at each other for a moment.

"Sir, what shall we do now?" An agent asked.

The leader in charge put away the gun in his hand: "Let's take him back first, even that skateboard." Also, inform our great leaders that there is something that tells me that this matter is beyond our reach. ”

......

When Richard arrived, the silver glider had already woken up.

His hands and feet were firmly bound, and his body was tied to the hard bed board, isolated and locked in a room inside the Hydra base.

Richard motioned for his agents to loosen his bonds, saying that these measures were unnecessary. The misunderstanding last time has also been resolved, and as a star-swallowing messenger, Yinhua is still a retainer of Ganata, so it should be a little polite.

But the silver slippery state doesn't look good at all, although he wakes up, his body is still in a state of collapse at any time, and it is difficult to even stand up. Richard didn't know how he had managed to come all the way from the other side of the universe to Earth with such a body.

Richard had a sense of foreboding. He frowned and asked, "So, what happened?" Who branded you like this? ”

There aren't many masters in this universe who can beat Silver Slip like this, and generally speaking, even if he can't do it, he can run it. The silver glider really can't catch up with the general two-dimensional gods if he wants to run, because he has directly competed with the other party, so Richard knows it clearly.

If it was an ordinary injury, the cosmic energy in the silver glider's body should have repaired him quickly, but now it seems that his injury can't even do anything about the energy in the surfboard.

Looks like damage caused by cosmic energy?

In other words, it was also a cosmic god who injured him?

Yinhua took a breath and looked at him solemnly: "I know we had some misunderstanding last time, and I don't want to come here if I have a choice...... But I really don't know who else to turn to. ”

Richard asked, "What happened?" What about Ganata? How is she? ”

His sense of foreboding grew stronger. If there was anything he had to ask him for, it would be Ganata.

Since she didn't come, the relative person who appeared here was a half-dead silver slippery body, and on the bad side, maybe something happened to Ganata?

But she is the supreme cosmic god, and she is covered by such a powerful father, what can happen?

The silver glider hesitated for a moment without speaking, then glanced at Richard, as if he had made up his mind.

"This would have been classified, and I shouldn't have said it. But if it's you...... Well, in fact I don't have a choice either. He took a deep breath and said, "The Devourer of Planets has been defeated. ”

Richard's eyes narrowed.

"This is something that has already happened before, and that's why we came to Earth last time to find the little master to go back, because there are many things to deal with." "But after that we were attacked again...... We were scattered. I was badly wounded, and I managed to escape with the advantage of speed. I don't know what happened to the others, but I have to prepare for the worst......"

Richard's face sank.

"Who is it?" He asked, "Who attacked you?" ”

The silver glider looked up and looked at him.

"Cosmic Presbyterian Church."