Su Mo had no idea that, at this very moment, a certain Campione was rushing toward him at full speed, eager for a duel.
After returning from the Netherworld, Su Mo went straight back to his villa.
Now that both rogue gods had been slain, and he had successfully become a Campione, everything had gone according to plan. A perfect execution.
Knowing that his counterparts in the other worlds were likely waiting eagerly for news, he didn't waste any time.
Lying down on the couch, he closed his eyes—and with a single thought, re-entered the Mist Realm.
The familiar white fog greeted him, and as he stepped into the central plaza, the Su Mo of the Campione World spread his arms wide and shouted triumphantly:
"Transcendent Su Mo, your king has returned!"
"...He really pulled it off?" The Su Mo from the Fairy Tail World lit up with joy.
"Just look at that punchable smug face—he definitely succeeded." The Su Mo from the Tiga Ultraman World commented coolly.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Share the spoils already!" The Su Mo from the Danmachi World (Orario) took a step forward without hesitation and grabbed hold of his Campione counterpart.
The others followed suit, slapping their hands onto him one after another.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?!" Campione Su Mo barked, putting on an exaggerated show of indignation. "How dare you lay your filthy paws on the Demon King's shoulders! That's blasphemy!"
"Blasphemy? Come on now," the Danmachi Su Mo replied, rolling his eyes.
"We're literally the same person. Technically, this is just me touching myself. That's not blasphemy—it's self-care."
"Exactly!" the Fairy Tail Su Mo chimed in, laughing as he felt the surging torrents of mana now coursing through his body. With this much magical power, even without access to Authorities, he could easily dominate the Fairy Tail world.
"Damn!" the Tiga Su Mo gasped, taking a sharp breath. "You actually developed the Corona Form for Tiga?! That form's insanely powerful... and stylish as hell!"
"Heh. Of course." Campione Su Mo grinned with pride. "I am the overlord who slayed celestial gods. Isn't that kind of result only natural?"
Returning home in wealth and glory, only to stay silent, is like wearing fine clothes and walking alone in the dark.
That was why Su Mo returned to the Mist Realm so quickly—not just because the others were waiting, but because he had a powerful urge...
To show off.
In the Campione World, even someone as clever as Erica could only tell that he was a Campione—and perhaps an unusually powerful one.
But they didn't understand the full scope of just how incredible he truly was.
Only the other Su Mos, who shared his mind and ambition, could grasp the genius behind each move.
To show off in front of them—that was real satisfaction.
"Sounds shameless, but hey, it's true," the Danmachi Su Mo shrugged, still in awe of the Corona Form. He couldn't help but admire just how wildly creative his Campione self was.
"Not only is he stupidly powerful, but even his ideas are wild. He actually managed to invent a new form for Tiga Ultraman!"
Originally, they'd thought of Tiga as their ultimate trump card, with the Campione Authorities simply serving as extra tools to diversify their strategies and boost their baseline strength.
But now it was clear—Su Mo's Campione abilities could amplify Tiga's power.
"That's... hard not to admire."
After feeling the immense power of the Corona Form, the Su Mo from the Fairy Tail World was overjoyed.
Tiga Ultraman had always been their ultimate trump card. And now, that trump card had grown even stronger. That was a win for all of them.
"If the Corona Form can be developed… doesn't that mean a Lunar Form might be possible too?" Fairy Tail Su Mo asked, turning expectantly toward his Campione counterpart.
"In theory, yes," Campione Su Mo nodded. "With Tiga's ability to absorb various energies, tapping into either solar or lunar divine power should be entirely within reach. The only question is—can we encounter the Moon Goddess?"
If the goddess never descended into the mortal world, then there would be no opportunity to slay her. And without that... no power to harvest.
"Nothing we can do about that," said the Su Mo from the Tiga Ultraman World, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "When it comes to new forms, I'm afraid I'm not much help over here."
He paused, then added with a confident smile: "But if we're talking about developing existing forms? Leave that to me."
Despite his usually laid-back, almost lazy attitude, there was a pride hidden deep in his bones.
Tiga Ultraman was his world's power. If someone else—even if it was another version of himself—stole the spotlight in evolving that power, he'd never live it down.
No. That pride had to be defended.
And if he couldn't manage to outperform his other selves?
Then… then...
Then he'd just lie flat and give up!
After all, Campione Su Mo was also him. His achievements were his achievements too.
No need to be fussy within the family!
Still, for now, he felt there was plenty he could contribute.
"Development of existing forms, huh?" Campione Su Mo turned to him, eyes lighting up.
"You mean… Tiga's current forms could be taken even further?"
The others all turned to look, intrigued.
"Absolutely," said the Tiga Su Mo with a nod. "This Corona Form—don't tell me the idea didn't come from Ultraman Cosmos's Eclipse Mode?"
Campione Su Mo blinked. "Actually… yeah, it did."
"Well, if we followed that line of thought," Tiga Su Mo continued, "then the Corona Form should have one more level up."
He paused dramatically.
"And that would be…"
"Cosmic Corona Form!"
The four Su Mos said it in unison, their voices overlapping with excitement.
Each of them could see the same fire of ambition in the others' eyes.
If they could take the Corona Form to that level… their trump card would become something far more terrifying.
A force to shake worlds.