Rebirth of Shadow Ultraman

"If it is really His Highness Tiga, how can we survive that light?" Naro pressed his arm. When he sensed the light, he attached energy to his right arm and hastily resisted it.

But the Dark Zapelio light that had accumulated enough energy still left a serious burn mark on his forearm.

"But that gesture..." Som coughed and stood up unsteadily.

"Leave here first. If Camila and the others catch up, the world will completely lose hope." Helau interrupted him, stretched out his hand to put Som's arm on his shoulders, and helped him move forward. .

The others also fell silent, supporting each other and moving forward slowly on the messy land.

Although the four dark giants headed by Camilla caught them off guard at the last moment of the battle, Durham and Hitler alone could not stop hundreds of giants at the same time.

Dark Tiga, the strongest among them, did not seem to be eager to solve them. Apart from the initial Dark Zai Pelli Ao Light, he never stopped him.

The black mist not far away suddenly surged up, as if something was slowly approaching here. Everyone was alert at the same time, and the little light energy left in their bodies was ready to be mobilized at any time.

The blurred shadow gradually became clearer from the outline, and an aircraft with a rough surface landed in front of them. The aircraft had no technological content at all, it was like a crude and improvised product.

"Sorry, we're late." A weak voice sounded, and You Lian's figure appeared in the driver's seat. Most of her hair has turned gray. If her appearance hadn't changed, she would have looked like an old man in her seventies or eighties.

There was a completely unconcealable weariness on her face, as if she might give up at any time and calmly wait for death to come.

Without saying anything else, the staggering people entered the cabin one after another. The door closed, then rose out of thin air and flew towards the south.

There is no engine or any mechanical facilities. The aircraft was just what it looked like, a makeshift shell. What really allows it to escape gravity and move freely is not technology at all, but You Lian's telepathy.

"Captain Youlian, excessive use of telekinesis will shorten your lifespan." Som looked at the seat that couldn't be called a driver's seat at all and couldn't help but advise.

"I know, but I never thought that I could live to the day when I die." It was still a weak voice, so weak that it seemed that it would disappear in the next second, but the aircraft was still moving under the support of the power of mind.

"I just want to at least do something before our civilization is destroyed." The corner of her mouth raised a slight arc, not sure if it was self-deprecation or relief.

"Human beings have begun to think that they no longer need saving, and Ultraman will not interfere with human choices. Therefore, you have no obligation to sacrifice your lives to protect such a civilization."

She was aware of every battle the Ultramans fought, and everything that each Ultraman experienced while in the public eye had appeared on her desk without missing a beat.

She watched this group of unrealistically kind people fight desperately for them again and again, but now she felt that enough was enough. They had done enough, and they could no longer be allowed to sacrifice their lives for an enemy they could not win.

No one answered, just dead silence. Everyone present has seen humans' crazy pursuit of Qijela. As long as there is a dream world, everything they once cherished is not important.

Is it really necessary to persist in being protected by not being understood, not accepted, and wishful thinking?

Humanity's lack of clear resistance to Ultraman became their only reason to stay here. But this reason is the result of strong words, so far-fetched that it will fall apart at the first glance.

"His Royal Highness Tiga said, don't give up hope. As long as we can eliminate Zijela, humans immersed in dreams will definitely have a chance to recover." Achilles' encouragement pales in comparison to the cruel reality. , more like self-comfort that is unwilling to accept reality.

Youlian just shook his head calmly and said nothing. Dawu sat quietly on the chair on the other side, staring at the spark prism in his hand as if he had lost his soul.

There are less than five hours until the theoretical "dawn" time. As long as the pollen is released again, they will enter that beautiful dream uncontrollably.

But for today's Dawu and Youlian, there is no longer anything that can be called beautiful.

The pressure of death has been on the shoulders for too long. Even if it is removed, the sunken shoulders will never recover so easily. With a slight vibration, the aircraft landed steadily on the ground, and the hatch opened with You Lian's thoughts.

But when the human bodies of the Giant of Light stepped out of the aircraft one after another, You Lian and Da Wu did not leave the rough frame like them. Helau took two steps forward and wanted to say something, but the aircraft slowly took off again. After a brief pause, it rushed into the thick black mist and disappeared.

"That direction, it seems...?"

"Is Diga still struggling with the chaotic self-perception?" Camilla kicked away a giant's corpse. There were no energy particles floating around the wound, and the black hole seemed to lead to hell.

"Well, it seems that this guy is not the His Highness Tiga at all, or maybe we have never known the real His Highness Tiga." Hitler controlled the fork of Hitler to expand and contract repeatedly with disapproval.

"As long as he is still our friend, I don't care who he is." Durham stood behind Camilla. Under his feet were countless corpses that had been embedded in the solidified earth and stone before they could escape the liquefied ground.

Either heads or arms, parts of different limbs were exposed on the ground irregularly, showing the last struggle in their lives.

"He will accept us." Camilla's tone was rare and gentle. She stood up from the boulder she had never left and walked towards the dark Tiga at the foot of the mountain.

Dark Diga looked back at her for the first time and nodded slightly. Camilla was stunned for a moment, and tentatively reached out to hold Dark Diga's arm.

Once upon a time, Tiga's power and status were too deeply rooted in people's hearts. Even though she knew that Dark Tiga would not harm her, Camilla was still so cautious every time she came into contact, which was completely different from the image she had in front of Durham and Hitler.

Dark Diga let Camilla hold her arm and quietly raised her head to look at the sky. The black mist has extremely limited influence on the dark giant. His telepathy can easily spread in the black mist and he can see the bright moonlight falling on the horizon.

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