The legend of Tiga

Chapter 1310 Absurd
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The victory Haipa gun in Zong Fang's hand fell to the ground, knocked on the stone, fell into the mud pit, was stained with mud, and became dirty.

But Zong Fang didn't realize it, he stood stiffly and stared blankly, unable to believe his eyes at all.

"No, no." Zong Fang couldn't stop muttering, and he, who was always unhappy, was like a fledgling kid at this moment, panicked and at a loss.

This is Dijia. Since three years ago, he has defeated monsters and aliens that are extremely terrifying to human beings time and time again. He has already made everyone accustomed to his existence and protection. No matter what kind of monsters or aliens When he appeared, the first thing everyone thought of was Dijia, looking forward to his appearance, waiting for his protection, and then celebrating his victory.

But now, Tiga, he actually... actually
Zong Fang didn't dare to see the picture with his eyes, and the humans in front of the TV couldn't accept this fact. They stood there like Zong Fang, sluggishly, watching in horror:

"Tiga, he... is dead?"

"Impossible, how could Tiga die?"

"It just disappeared, yes, Tiga just disappeared, and it will definitely appear again."

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The extreme fear and uneasiness made people strongly deny it, unwilling to believe it, and desperately looking for reasons to comfort themselves, but some people faced this cruel fact and said in despair: "He is just a human being."

"Yeah, it's just humans, of course they will die."

"Tiga has been killed, what shall we do?"

"What else, wait to die."

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The bloody facts, even Tiga's fans, can't deceive themselves, even innocent children just hold Tiga's doll tightly and whisper to it: "Tiga is not dead yet."

No longer shouting loudly, cheering excitedly.

In the deathly silence, the mouth, which was so huge that it couldn't fit in the field of vision, slowly closed, and the huge head like a mountain, as if turned upside down when it appeared, retracted one by one into the 'dark cloud', leaving nothing behind. A little trace, only this abyss-like hole on the ground, proved how terrifying the attack just now was.

And on the edge of the pothole where the bottom could not be seen at a glance, Maya, who was in a state of despair, staggered and walked, tears flowing unstoppably, falling to the ground drop by drop, just like her heart, smashed to pieces.

The aftermath of terrifying energy still exists, the huge potholes are glowing red, tens of millions of tons of rocks melted into magma, and gathered at the bottom of the pit to form a magma lake, which looks like the sea of ​​flames in hell.

The ultra-high temperature distorted the scenery seen through the air above, and the spreading heat wave made the unbearable scorching even before approaching, and the ends of the hair curled up.

But Maya didn't seem to feel it, she was still walking forward, walking
"No." An anxious cry came from behind, and then hugged Maya, preventing her from approaching the purgatory ahead.

"Let go of me, I'm going to find him, he's still there, he's still there." Maya struggled, big and big tears fell on Lucia's hands, the extreme sadness made her eyes also Filled with tears, but tightly bound Maya, not letting her take a step forward.

"Cheng, Cheng, answer me, tell me you are still there, Cheng."

The cries echoed in the night and spread in the silence, crying like complaints, desperate and sad, making the hearers sad and the listeners shed tears.

Xincheng clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and stared up at the sky. The anger in his eyes was almost bursting out. He wished he could rush up and bite that guy to death. Looking at the dark sky, he let out his roar.

"How could this be?" Horii slumped on the ground weakly, the helmet in his hand rolled up and hit a rock before stopping.

But the sorrow and pain in Horii's heart couldn't stop pouring out. Just watching helplessly, Tiga, who had saved them so many times, was killed by the enemy, and they couldn't do anything, and they didn't help superior.

If he was smarter, if he went to Keigo Masaki earlier, would he be able to complete the equipment Makoto Chiba needed earlier, and Makoto Chiba would not be given by the enemy.
It's so useless, it can't help Di Jia, and it can't save the world.

Desperation is spreading!

After the TV disappeared from the head of the sky, it lost its picture, leaving only the darkness as thick as the dark clouds outside, which was so dazzling to people's eyes.

In the director's office of the TPC temporary base, the senior executives of the Far East Headquarters stood and sat silently, not knowing what to say, let alone what to do.

In the end, it was Nagumo who broke the silence and said in an uneasy tone: "Tiga also lost, what should we do."

It was clear from a straight-forward point of view that TPC's fighter team, including the Atdis, all crashed in the first salvo of that huge head, and the casualties were absolutely heavy.

But now that the communication is cut off, not to mention that there is no team anymore, even if there is still a fighter team, they can’t be contacted. What about monsters?
Even now, Nanyun's mind still clearly has countless heads as huge as mountains hanging from the clouds. The Artdis, which human beings are proud of, is so small in front of him, and it is so small. vulnerable.

Could it be that human beings are really going to perish?
Can you just wait to die in this darkness?

Nanyun is very unwilling. He has spent so much thought, put in so much effort, and experienced countless open and secret struggles to reach his current position, but he is really unwilling to perish like this.

But it's useless to be unwilling, he can't think of a way to deal with the monsters outside.

No one answered his question because they didn't know how to answer it.

After a long time, Staff Nanyuan said in a heavy tone: "That strange black mist not only covered the sky, but also seeped into the water source and even the air. Everything on the earth is being polluted. If this continues."

Staff Nanyuan couldn't continue talking about what happened next, but everyone present understood what it was.

Without food, a person can last for ten days and a half a month, but without water, he will die of thirst in two or three days, and without air, he will suffocate to death within a minute or two.

The food, water, and air that humans rely on for survival are all affected by the black mist. Even if the monsters no longer appear, humans will not survive for long.

Director Sawai went to the window, stretched out his hand and opened the curtains, looked at the endless darkness outside, and said in a low voice: "It wants to watch us humans struggle in pain and perish in despair, so that we can gain more Negative Energy."

"Treat human beings as food." The small fan in Director Ji Gang's hand was almost broken, and his face was extremely ugly, and said: "Is there no other way? Is Zhengmu's light particle converter not ready yet?" ?”

"Even if it is done, there will be no Tiga."

The dejected words of Staff Nanyuan made Chief Jigang immediately want to reprimand, but he opened his mouth but didn’t know how to refute. This is a plan based on the idea proposed by Makoto Chiba, and its core is Di Jia, but now
Silence, silence, still silence.

However, a scientist in an underground secret laboratory not far away suddenly smashed the thing in his hand on the ground in a frenzy, and then covered his face and cried: "What's the use of doing this now? It's useless at all." No."

Masaki Keigo paused the movement in his hands, looked at the technician who was squatting on the ground and wept bitterly, raised his head, and saw the sadness and confusion from the faces and eyes of the people around him. He still held tools and materials in his hands, and he had a complete plan in his mind. Drawings and experience, but I no longer know what to do, let alone what to do.

This team was formed to make a device that can provide energy to Tiga. The goal that everyone has been working hard for is to help Tiga and do their part to protect the earth. But now that Tiga is gone, their efforts What's the point.

Masaki Keigo didn't blame him, just lowered his head, continued to do his own thing, and said in a low voice: "I used to wonder why a child who was not as smart or as strong as me would be punished by Tiga's Just selected, which makes me feel very unfair, it is too unfair.

Until that day, he told me that he never felt that he was special, and he never thought that he was a savior, dealing with monsters and protecting the city, just because he was a human being, living on this planet, he had to do what he should Things to do. "

Masaki Keigo paused, and said: "So if you can't see the future, then first do what you should do, what you can do, it's better than doing nothing."

Then Masaki Keigo stopped talking, focused on the work in hand, and was busy in an orderly manner. The scientists and technicians around were silent for a moment, and then someone picked up the parts and continued to assemble, and then more and more people followed suit, squatting The technician who was crying bitterly on the ground also wiped away his tears, and got up to pick up the things he threw away.

Masaki Keigo saw all this in his eyes, and couldn't help but glance at the TV that had lost its picture, and said silently in his heart: "Even in the dark, the belief you left behind is still spreading. Shine light, bring people hope, guide people's direction, so you must still be alive, right, Ultraman Tiga."

no respond!

Whether it was Maya's cry or Zhengmu's inner voice, it was true that Dijia seemed to be completely melted away as everyone saw.

Just thinking about it like this makes people feel suffocated and hopeless. The narrow, gloomy and dirty air in the underground shelter magnifies this feeling even more, making it unbearable for some people. This dull and depressing atmosphere, Want to go out, want to go to a wide place, no longer crowded with so many people.

Someone yelled in a broken voice: "Get up, let me out, I want to get out of here."

The staff who were pushed and shoved dutifully stopped and persuaded: "Please don't do this, go back to your place immediately, it's very dangerous outside."

"Dangerous?" Someone in the crowd sneered, "Is there a safe place?"

The people around immediately looked over, and many of them glared at the person who was spreading negative remarks at this time.

The man said stiffly: "Huh, did I say something wrong? Even Dijia was killed in battle. How long can we people live?"

"Go out if you want to die, the monsters are waiting outside, saving space here and wasting air." A grumpy roar came out, already in an irritable mood, and listening to such a person beeping endlessly here, Can't take it anymore.

"What does it matter if I can't go out?"

"Why is it none of my business!"

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The quarrels and fights of adults, the crying and fear of children are staged in one shelter after another. Fear of death, fear of monsters, and confusion about the future have caused too many negative emotions to emerge in people's hearts. The irascible person has become a powder keg, and it will catch fire at one point.

And the quarrels and fights of these people brought people greater anxiety and made the atmosphere of the shelter even more depressing. It was extremely uncomfortable to stay inside, and some people simply forced their way out and wanted to go outside to see if they were holding back. The world is flat, there is no turbid air to breathe.

But when I came outside, what I saw was darkness, and what I breathed was a burnt smell.

People can't help but think, what should I do if this is the case in the future?
There is no longer the sun, moon and stars in the sky, and there is no longer any light on the earth. There is only darkness left in the world. Do human beings have a future?
Even if there are no monsters, extinction is only a matter of time.

Just thinking about it like this makes people feel suffocated and desperate, and they can't help breathing quickly, but they smell more ash that represents destruction.

On the battlefield where the smell of destruction was even stronger, Dagu supported the semi-conscious Lina to walk in the dark world, with no stars to point to, no lights to guide, only two beams of flashlights, barely illuminating the rough road ahead.

I've lost my way, I don't know where I'm going, and I don't know what other people are doing now.

"It shouldn't be like this, how could it be like this?"

Dagu was thinking in his heart, but his brain became more and more sluggish, he even started to shake when he walked, his eyes turned black, and the road he saw was also blurred. The first aid training he had received made him realize that it was a blood loss. too much.

Although Lina had tried her best, she still couldn't make the severely damaged fighter plane land smoothly, and almost plunged into the ground. Even though the security system offset most of the impact, the rest, It still caused great harm to him and Lina, and it was the limit so far, but they still couldn't see the captain and the others, let alone a doctor.

Dagu shook a few times, and finally fell down uncontrollably. He instinctively hugged Lina in his arms and pressed him on his body. Before he completely passed out, Dagu felt his hand on the ground touch her. I came across something that seemed to be a rough stone, but it was in the shape of a sword handle, and there were fine cracks on the surface.
(End of this chapter)