Rebirth of Shadow Ultraman

Maki Shuki's limited energy was almost completely exhausted in order to resist the attack of the Winter Team, and the voice in Koshizaki Rō's consciousness did not ring again.

Koshizaki tried hard to move his right hand, trying to support his body to stand up. Although Gai Ying's battle will not cause him the same injury, it will also consume his physical strength.

Koshizaki Rō, who was extremely exhausted from yesterday's battle, almost completely lost his ability to move.

But he is not stupid. After capturing Team Winter's mission through Gai Ying's keen hearing, he knew what the consequences would be if he was discovered.

Not to mention being pulled for sectioning, blood drawing and experiments are definitely indispensable, and personal freedom will also be restricted. By then even thinking about going back to school will become a luxury.

Perhaps the remaining physical strength was squeezed out, or perhaps the potential exploded under the crisis. Yuezakilang struggled to get up and moved away from here.

If someone found him in the pit where Ultraman fell but was not killed, they might guess his identity that he didn't even want to admit.

"The Giant of Light or something is just a bastard who forces others to fight." With heavy resentment, Yuesaki Lang fell at the door of the teaching building and lost consciousness.

I don't know how much time passed, but Koshizakiro's newly improved body fell into that sore feeling again. It's as if someone who has been at home for a long time suddenly performs high-intensity exercise, and every muscle is exhausted.

Opening his dry glasses and licking his cracked lips, he saw a ward. A blue and white striped hospital gown, pure white sheets and quilts, and an IV tube hanging from his hand.

"you're awake?"

The nurse with the EPU logo on his chest came over to check, and then used a cotton swab dipped in water to smear his chapped lips.

Koshizaki's eyes turned sideways a few times. There were four or five patients lying in this ward, all of whom seemed to have been injured in the monster attack. Most of them were students from his school.

Listening to the painful shouts or groans of those people, Koshizaki closed his eyes again and tried his best to turn a deaf ear.

"He's just exhausted. He can leave after taking a rest. But according to his physique, will he consume so much energy by escaping?"

A little further away, the nurse's discussion could be heard vaguely in his ears. Koshizaki was a little panicked subconsciously, but he tried to breathe steadily and acted like it had nothing to do with me.

"Rang?" A familiar voice suddenly came into his ears. Koshizaki Rang opened his eyes and looked. Ueno Kota's head was almost wrapped into a rice dumpling, with only his eyes and mouth exposed.

"Kouta? What's wrong with you?" After blurting out, Koshizaki realized that his voice was too hoarse to be a human voice, and there was a pain in his throat.

"During the evacuation, I didn't know who pushed me down, and then there was a stampede..." Ueno Kouta's voice was very low, as if he was afraid.

When people are scrambling to escape, few care about what they step on. Fortunately, he fell relatively far back, so not many people actually stepped on him.

Yuesakilang fell silent. Compared with these people, he was just exhausted, and he didn't know how many times better he was.

After lying in the hospital for almost a day, it was not until night fell that Koshizaki limped back home, dragging his two legs that couldn't use much strength.

He took out the key and opened the door. The house was dark. Obviously, Koshizaki Koichi is still busy deciphering and researching the ancient stone tablet.

Koshizaki breathed out a breath, unable to tell whether it was disappointment or relief. Then he took out a shimmering spark prism from his pocket.

When he changed back into his clothes, he saw that the Spark Prism was still there safely, and he even had the idea of ​​throwing it directly into the hospital. But out of some hidden uneasiness, he brought it back.

Sitting on a chair by the window, I looked at the traces of destruction that extended all the way to the school in the distance. Koshizakiro became more and more silent, but no matter how he called and cursed in his heart, the voice never appeared again.

Koshizaki Rō, who "personally" participated in that battle, knew all too well that as long as the Geying wanted to fight back, none of the three fighters could leave.

But Gaiying silently endured the successive attacks, and then chose to cancel the transformation.

Comparing Gai Ying's actions with the monster's behavior, most people have a rough idea of ​​their stance.

No matter how beautiful the words are, there is no actual action that makes it easier for people to trust him. Even if Yuesaki Lang thinks about it in his shoes, he may not be able to help but fight back when he encounters such ungrateful behavior.

Recalling the familiar faces of the wounded coming and going when he left the hospital, Koshizaki looked at the destroyed city without saying a word.

He was a little shaken. With this power, is it really right for him to sit back and watch?

A trace of regret spreads in my heart, taking root deep down like a plant. But Koshizaki Koichi's memories of leaving him at home for work time and time again came to mind, and two thoughts fiercely clashed in his heart.

Rō Koshizaki's hand on the Spark Prism loosened slightly, then tightened it again. As if to convince himself, he muttered to himself.

"That power is not mine, and I don't have to shoulder responsibilities that don't belong to me. Right?"

He took a deep breath, limped back to the room, found some bread to fill his stomach, opened the drawer, and put the spark prism in.

It seems that as long as he does not have the ability to transform, the monster's ravages are not his fault.

After closing and locking the drawer, Yuesakiro drank a large bottle of water, then fell down on the bed. Not long after, he started snoring.

He was so tired that as long as he closed his eyes, he would fall asleep in a few breaths.

In the dream, boundless darkness appeared in sight, which seemed extremely depressing. A faint light suddenly lit up in front of him, and bubbles composed of light appeared in front of his eyes.

The dark environment suddenly became warm. Koshizaki walked forward cautiously. Each bubble showed a battle.

He was watching the battles from Gai Ying's perspective, countless battles.

"Is this... Gai Ying's memory?"

Koshizaki murmured and reached out to touch the bubbles in front of him, but his hand went straight through without any feeling.

"Making the impossible possible, this is Ultraman!"

"There is indeed deep darkness in the human heart, but there is also light that can illuminate the world."

"I can still fight. This time, I will never lose!"

Those firm, sincere, and stubborn words came into his ears one by one. Yue Qilang lowered his head slightly and said nothing.