The legend of Tiga

Chapter 179 The Second Kirielod

Under the night sky, on the top of a building not far from the NHK Concert Hall, a man and a woman stood on the top of the building, looking at Tiga and Bischmeier who were fighting together in the distance. Both of them were dressed in the same medieval style. One of them is Mitsuo Itabashi, the prophet whom TPC is trying to find.

"It seems that your plan has also failed." Mitsuo Itabashi looked at Bishumeier who exploded after being hit by Tiga's light blade, and said, "I said, don't underestimate him, no matter how poor he is, he is also Tiga. Ultraman."

"Heh," the female Kirierod sneered, and said, "The one who challenged him last time, wasn't it you? Didn't you also lose?"

"I'm here to make sure how his strength has recovered." Mitsuo Itabashi turned around, not looking at the flames after Bishumeier's explosion, and said, "That's all the power of the beast mirror, and two parts have already been consumed. If we waste any more, we will have to leave."

"If you were willing to allocate more power to me, my plan would have been successful." The female Kyriairod said unconvinced: "This time, all the stars are here, and they have a lot of fans. As long as they let them Belief in great gods will drive their fans to believe together, when the time comes."

"You're so naive, TPC will find out about such a big movement, and then Dijia will find out, and find us all the way, then it will be terrible," Mitsuo Itabashi reprimanded, but his tone remained the same He said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, you won't succeed if you rush. We still can't control the great beast mirror of the great dark one. Now is not the time to fight him."

"I hope." The female Kirierod didn't want to argue with him. After all, he was the one who salvaged the beast mirror from the Sea Dragon Palace, and he was also responsible for distributing the power in it, otherwise it was his turn to dictate.

Itabashi Mitsuo took out his mobile phone from his pocket, slowly flipped through the posts on the forum, and said with a smile: "Have you seen it? Not everyone likes and admires Ultraman Tiga, some people don't like him, What human beings lack most is suspicious people. We only need a little guidance to make these people usable, and they can drive more people to question Ultraman Tiga, and these people are our believers.”

"I've done what you said, but there aren't many people yet."

"I said, don't be in a hurry," Mitsuo Banqiao interrupted her forcefully, and said, "He is the one who is in a hurry. He is more worried about the recovery of the great dark one than we are. After all, we can go to other places, and he It’s really pitiful to die here and continue to reincarnate.”

The 'phantoms' of Dijia and Bischmeier disappeared, and the two Victory Swallows in the air also returned. The police department and scientific research department from TPC's follow-up support rushed to the scene to conduct investigations, and the area quickly recovered. calm.

"Let's go, there's nothing exciting to see here." The female Kirierod walked towards the south with a bored face, while Mitsuo Itabashi glanced at the parking lot of the NHK Concert Hall far away, and said to himself He said: "I really hope you can smile more, after all, you don't have much time left."

After finishing speaking, the bodies of the two people suddenly blurred into a pale flame-like form, burning rapidly, and then disappeared.

The rooftop was silent again, only the cold wind was blowing, but it couldn't bring what happened here to other places.

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On the most desolate road in Yanye Street, Chiba Makoto stopped the motorcycle. The roar of the engine alarmed the owner of the soba noodle stall. Suddenly collapsed, and said in a very helpless tone: "Why is it you again?"

Maya, who got off the back seat, just took off her helmet when she heard the stall owner's words. She suddenly felt that this stall might really be delicious. Only time-honored and well-known merchants would dare to treat customers with a bad attitude unscrupulously.

"Here to take care of your business, two bowls of soba noodles." Chiba Makoto didn't care about Obike's attitude at all, sat down on his own, and even called Maya to come and sit.

"Why don't you go home?" Obic kneaded his dough and muttered, "Today is Chinese New Year, so you should eat buckwheat noodles with your family. Why do you have to come to my place?"

"Home is where I am, so now home is here."

Qianye Makoto's words made Obike startled, and then he understood, and when he was about to swallow the rest of the words, he said instead: "Okay, please wait a moment, it will be fine soon."

Maya sat beside Chiba Makoto, turned her head and looked around, this newly built road, the buildings on both sides were not yet completed, the scaffolding and tower cranes looked like ghosts and monsters in the dark, it was quiet around, and only the distant voices could be heard. The sound of fireworks and firecrackers coming.

In short, it is a very desolate and desolate place, absolutely inaccessible, not to mention bringing girls here, even boys are unwilling to come here with others, this stall owner actually set up a stall here, and it is still in the evening of the New Year, it is really incomprehensible Business acumen.

Unexpected to the point that no one can think of, it's like going to the desert to investigate, and then happily say that no one has an umbrella here, so you can sell a lot of umbrellas, an absolute business genius, because only ghosts can understand this kind of talent.

So Maya approached Qianye Cheng's ear and asked in a low voice, "Do you know him? Why are you setting up a stall here?"

"I know, because I am the customer with the most visits, and I contribute at least half of the turnover."

"I see." Maya Zan nodded. All you can find in this place are idlers. People who are so busy that they can't wait to be paralyzed. , not to mention that I have never heard of this noodle stall, the number of guests I entertained in a day can probably be counted with two hands.

However, this thought disappeared immediately after taking the first bite of noodles. Makoto Chiba really didn't lie to her. The soba noodles are really delicious. As a popular singer, she has tasted them in many high-end restaurants. There is no bowl of soba noodles that can be compared to this bowl of dishes made by many super chefs. It is so delicious that people can't wait to swallow their tongues.

Maya was very unimpressive. She finished a bowl of soba noodles in a posture of almost wolfing down, and there was not even soup left. She put down the bowl and then lamented: "It's over, I ate too much."

Qianye Cheng smiled and said: "Give up on body management for now, anyway, you are not fat, so don't lose weight if you are so thin, and give fat people a way out."

Maya puffed her face and said, "It's all your fault. Why did you bring me to such a delicious place? I can't stop at all."

"Do you want another bowl then?"

"If you don't want half a bowl, just half a bowl!"

(End of this chapter)