The legend of Tiga

Chapter 1321 That Billion Beams of Hope

More and more people stopped, and more and more people were listening, even if it was just news related to it, they wanted to know.

In a dark world, people yearn for light even more, and in despair, look forward to hope even more.

Ju Jianhui looked at the huge pit not far away and the people standing by the pit, and said excitedly: "In the past, Dijia protected us time and time again, but now that Dijia is in danger, it is up to us to protect us." Come to help him as a human being.

Pass our heartfelt voice to Dijia, let him know where to go in the dark; pass our light to Dijia, illuminate his way home; pass our strength to Dijia, and He fought side by side. "

Ju Jianhui's sonorous and powerful voice echoed in the shelters and reached the ears of countless people, causing many people to stand up and want to act immediately so that Dijia can come back quickly to dispel the darkness. But.
"How to pass the light to Dijia?" Someone said doubtfully, "light" is not a thing, it can be seen but cannot be touched, and even if it is a "thing" that can be touched, Dijia is not in front of him. How to hand it over?

"I do not know!"

The people around are also puzzled, look at me, I look at you, don't know what to do, and even start to think, is this the nonsense of the captain of victory, otherwise, why would he still say It's a nonsense talk like passing the light to Tiga.

"Yeah, how to pass it on?"

"There is light in our hearts, where is it?"

"Who knows?"

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People talked a lot, and the shelter became extremely noisy, but no one expressed constructive opinions, they were just discussing for discussion, and some people even said frustrated words.

"What, I think it's just nonsense."

"That is, if it can be done to pass the light to Tiga, why doesn't their winning team do it."

"That's right, TPC doesn't have advanced technology, and there are so many people who can't do it. How can we do it?"

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In another place, Qianye Cheng in the darkness heard the singing, sad and lingering, full of longing and sadness, which made him unable to lie down and relax, and his calm heart fluctuated violently:

Eihuote is still absorbing the darkness of the 'deep sea'. Just a head is so powerful. When it becomes a complete body, this planet, no, this universe will be shrouded in darkness, and by then there will be countless civilizations in the world. Perish in darkness, and countless lives die in despair.

No, absolutely not!
Chiba Makoto opened his eyes with great difficulty. The usual movements in the past are so difficult to do now. A "snowflake" floats above, exuding a faint luster, becoming the only light in this endless darkness. It was coming from it, and Maya was standing there, calling to him.

"Maya."

Qianye Cheng looked at the extremely weak light, stretched out his hand with great difficulty, and wanted to grab it: "Give me strength, I will... continue to fight, and I will... protect everyone, light... give I light."

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In the refuge, Zhishu was hugged by his grandmother, and saw the tablet standing on the ground. The lit screen showed Tiga as the wallpaper, which was taken by Feiyan when Tiga first appeared.

Behind Dijia is a brightly lit city, and in front of him are blazing ruins. He descended in despair, blocked the destruction, and brought hope.

And Di Jia's action made Zhishu's eyes widen suddenly, and immediately struggled out of grandma's arms, stood upright, raised his arms, raised his clenched fists above his head, and shouted in the loudest voice : "Tiga!"

The slightly immature but incomparably firm voice spread in the noisy refuge, causing people around to look over, puzzled, puzzled, and stunned, wondering why this child suddenly made such an action.

The adults watched in bewilderment, but the children saw it, imitated Zhishu's movements, put on the same pose, and shouted: "Tijia!"

"Diga!"

"Diga!"

Childish voices sounded one after another, allowing more people to hear and more children to see, and then followed suit with the same actions, relaying to the further distance of the refuge.

People recognized this movement, which is exactly the shape Tiga posed when he appeared many times. Whenever a monster appeared, everyone was greatly hurt, and when the inner fear and despair almost collapsed, Tiga would be there. Appears in the light.

This posture has become a symbol of tiga, representing hope and vitality, and can dispel fear and despair.

The adults watched suspiciously, shaking their heads and sighing in thought.

Could it be that the children feel that this way they can pass on light and power to Tiga?
It's really naive, how can it be so simple, if it works, the captain of Victory will definitely say it, and he will do it a long time ago. What can a group of children do that even TPC can't do?

Then they saw something inconceivable. Zhishu with firm eyes and a firm expression lit up, and a golden light radiated from him, not only him, but also the children around them who raised their hands upwards. Also lit up one after another.

Like a single spark, it quickly started a prairie fire, and the radiance instantly overwhelmed the dim lights of the refuge, becoming the most eye-catching existence, so dazzling that adults couldn't look directly at it.

"What happened?" The adults looked at the children who lit up one by one in amazement and panic. The lights on their bodies seemed to be attracted and flew in one direction. In the surprised eyes of the people, Flew to the TV.

This scene not only appeared here, but also happened in many places in the world. One child after another made the movement of Tiga's transformation, and one child after another radiated light, ray after ray of light, as if attracted It flew up, passed through the dense darkness along the light quantum channel used for signal transmission, and flew straight down, shining on Chiba Makoto.

These rays of light condense into pieces of 'snowflakes' around Makoto Chiba, showing children one after another. They have different skin colors, different ages, different appearances, different clothes, and will have different lives. , but now they made the same action and shouted the same voice with different voices:
"—Tiga—"

Everyone's voice is not so loud, but even if the darkness gathers together, it can't stop the roar of mountains and tsunami. It echoes in the endless darkness and spreads far and far away, allowing many, many people to hear it. to their voices—

(End of this chapter)