Tiga returns to take a leisurely look at human affairs

Finally, thick ink-like black and purple pollution forces were forcibly expelled from the body by the more powerful dark energy, and were absorbed into the dark vortex created by the black-robed young man without leaving a trace.

The pain that pierced the soul also receded like the tide. The crazy curse that had tortured the Kirialo survivors for thousands of years finally disappeared completely at this time. The sixteen Kirialo people's spiritual bodies let out sighs of relief one after another. Then each floated back into the compartment and merged with the host body.

"This...this is simply incredible."

The female Kirialo slowly got up from the ground, covering her forehead in confusion. After the confusion subsided, excitement and joy slowly spread in her heart.

The abnormality and madness have continued to affect me for too long, and this long-lost clarity turned out to be like a dream.

"It's like I came back to life again. Those crazy whispers finally disappeared from my consciousness! You, um, sorry, did you really cure us all?"

She let go of the hand covering her forehead, and even jumped on the spot a few times with a light body. Then she made a fist, and the dark energy filling her body surged with her consciousness.

"And is this powerful dark power also given to us by you?"

Suppressing the excitement in her heart, she felt that as long as she wanted to, she could immediately transform into a fire demon warrior more than 50 meters tall, and the dark attribute energy in her body, both in quality and quantity, was better than the mixed beliefs she had accumulated before. The power is much stronger.

If it were the current situation and combined with the power of the other 16 tribesmen, it would be easy to defeat Ultraman Tiga, open the Heavenly Gate channel in one fell swoop, and bring the God Kiriello to the earth.

"Yes, but now, I have a question for you."

In the messy warehouse, the young man in black robe did not immediately ask his question. He watched the other compartment doors being opened one by one, and people of different heights, short, fat, and thin walked out and came to him. .

These people dress in different styles, from suits and leather shoes to medieval robes and tights, and even peasants dressed in burlap from an unknown era. It's like walking into a small clothing history museum.

"Okay, I see you are all recovering well, so please answer my question." The young man in black robe asked, "What are you going to do next?"

"We will establish a new belief system in this world and pave the way for the final arrival of the clan god." The female Kirialo said without hesitation.

"Yes, we were affected by the curse pollution before, and all our plans seemed too hasty. For more than 30 million years, we have no shortage of time. If we had more patience, things would not have evolved into the current situation."

"The main thing is the High Priest of the Prophet. Alas, although he can still speak normally, his heart has slipped into madness. The body of the Fire Demon Warrior is to comply with the expectations of believers and fight against disaster and chaos, but he uses this power to intimidate The future people of my god are really too stupid.”

"In the face of the curse, we have almost completely lost the ability to speak and think. The High Priest of the Prophet has converted to faith, so let's not say these things now."

After the female Kiriello spoke, other Kiriello also exchanged their opinions.

The young man in black robe listened very carefully. He found that the Kiriello survivors basically had the same general idea. They still insisted on continuing to carry out missionary activities and welcome the arrival of the God of Kiriello to rule the entire earth.

It's just that it will be done in a gentler, more gentle way. By showing humans that becoming a subject of the god Kyriaro can bring tangible benefits. For example, the optimization of the social governance structure and the improvement of the quality of life can attract humans to actively convert, instead of relying on the intimidation of the Balrog warriors as before.

"Of course, the power in our body at this time is given by you. If you don't agree, we can make a contract with you. In the process of realizing the plan, we will never use a trace of your gift and rely entirely on our own strength. to achieve the goal.”

The Kirialo named Miko concluded this way.

"I understand, and I can feel your determination and goodwill." The young man in black robe thought for a moment, and under the expectant eyes of the Kiriello people, he said: "However, I still do not recommend that you continue with the plan."

"Why? Is there anything else unreasonable in our plan?"

"This is a sacred contract signed by human representatives and clan gods tens of millions of years ago, after verification by both parties!"

"As long as there is still a possibility, we will not give up our mission!"

The Kiriello survivors spoke angrily, as if giving up the plan would be a shame to them.

"Yes, after the plan is completed, we are willing to apologize to the clan gods for our previous rudeness, but the contract must be executed! This is the foundation of our Kirialo people's standing in the universe!"

This time it was telepathy, and the speaker turned out to be a husky sitting on the ground, but the voice sounded like an old but determined old man.

As soon as it spoke, the other Kiriello people fell silent and looked at the husky sitting on the ground, as if they had found a backbone.

"Who are you?" Seeing that a group of Kiriello people were very respectful to this husky, even the witch who had been their representative before, the young man in black couldn't help but be curious.

"Old man is one of the seventy-nine prophets of the Palace of Knowledge, the first planet of Kirialo."

The young man in black instantly understood that he must be a person at the level of an old village chief. Although he was not strong, he had rich knowledge and experience, and had high prestige.

Nodding slightly seriously, the young man in black explained patiently.

"I'm just thinking about your safety. After all, humans are not easy to rule. Let's do this. I have some information on hand. Please tell me the answer after you read it."

"But before that, let's clean this place first and change the bright light bulb. How about that?"

The young men in black robes looked around. The original cubicle had been destroyed by the Fire Demon Warriors they transformed into. Broken bricks, sawdust and broken gypsum boards were scattered all over the floor. The street lights outside the window shone into the bright area of ​​the room, and the dust in the air had not yet disappeared. Completely submerged, it’s really not an ideal place to talk.

He smiled slightly and said, "Everyone has been standing here, and the atmosphere has become tense."

After the words fell, all the Kirialo people looked at each other in confusion. Finally, the miko nodded in agreement, and then they each picked up the debris on the floor.

During this period, the young man in black robe was not idle either. He ran to a 24-hour convenience store not far away and bought a can of cheap tea and a large kettle.

The lady on duty at the convenience store saw that he was dressed strangely and was frightened, thinking that she was either going to see a ghost or being robbed. When she saw the man in black robe walking towards the counter with a kettle in one hand and a tea can in the other, she was frightened. Hide behind.

But the man wearing a hood and dressed in black explained that this was a cosplay costume. He was playing the role of the villain Gatan Jiejie, the evil god. He was staying up late rehearsing and was sent out to buy something because he lost the guessing game.

The young man's voice was very calm, with a bit of humor, and the fear in the young lady's heart was instantly eliminated by 70% to 80%.

But afterwards, the memory of the figure in black quickly blurred. Even the camera of the convenience store only captured the scene of the clerk looking at her mobile phone behind the counter.

When the young man in black came back, he saw the old husky man coming out of the warehouse with a few pieces of wood in his mouth. After throwing the wood pieces into the garbage dump in the warehouse yard, he looked back at him very "wisely" One glance".

When they arrived at the warehouse, a large space had been cleared out, and the lights were relit. A fat orange and a skinny civet were scratching something on the ground. After a closer look, they discovered that there were already several Several pieces of broken glass were dug out from the cracks in the floor.

On the other side, a miko who took off her brown hooded cloak, wore a purple dress and small leather boots was sweeping the floor. Three little sparrows squinted their eyes, one squatting on her left shoulder and one on her. On the right shoulder, there is another one on top of the head, as if sleeping.

The other ten Kirialo people in different costumes were also busy dividing their labors at this time, and they seemed to be in quite good agreement with each other.

After setting up the small square table, plugging in the electricity and starting to boil water, the young man in black robe glanced at the witch who was still sweeping the floor seriously, and then suddenly asked: "Why didn't you mention the destruction of one of your fleets back then? ?”

Without stopping the cleaning action, she replied helplessly: "We are not stupid. With your strength, it is no different from committing suicide. Our main mission is to preach on the earth.

Besides, since the clan god allows you to come to Earth through the Tianmen Passage, you must have already had a tacit understanding about what happened back then, so there is no need for us to mention it again. "

After cleaning up and packing up the garbage swept together, and handing it to the old husky gentleman waiting nearby to take it away, the witch came over and sat on the ground next to the young man in black robe.

There was a slight drop of sweat on the woman's forehead, but her breath exuded a faint fragrance.

"Let me introduce myself again. I am the Grand Priest of the Third Planet of Kiriello, the Hall of Foreign Missions. I am codenamed Miko during this earth missionary operation.

If you are not used to this method, you can also call me directly by the name of this human body, Onuma Keiko. Just call me Keiko. Don't know what to call you? "

It wasn't a very complicated question, but it made the young man in black robe think for a moment.

"My name? Too much time has passed. Maybe my past name is no longer suitable to be used now. Let me check it later."

Check? Your own name? As a priest of the mission hall, Keiko was still very confident in her adaptability and social skills, but at this time she felt a little unable to keep up with the other party's thinking.

I saw the young man slightly pulling up the black sleeve and placing it on his bare left wrist. Then, a metal wristband that was originally invisible appeared.

Another casual touch, the complex and delicate operation interface on three sides is projected in the air with the wrist guard as the center. The three-dimensional operation interface seems extremely complicated, but the information display and interface functions are arranged in an orderly manner.

The young man flicked through the interface quickly, and a large amount of information flashed by. Keiko Onuma had no time to see the specific content clearly, but the young man seemed to understand everything, instead of making a few comments.

"Masaki Keigo, oh, I've been arrested, no surprise. All technical information has been sealed? Are you lying to a fool? We are fully searching for the whereabouts of the super ancient dog-shaped monster... Well, also, we found it! It turns out that the name given to me is... A code name is fine too.”

With another tap on the metal wristband, all display interfaces disappeared, and the young man replied.

"You can call me D, this is the code name given to me by the TPC Victory Team now."

"Victory team?" Qingzi suddenly asked nervously, as if she remembered something.

"To be honest, you look very similar to the human form of Ultraman Tiga, the Giant of Light hidden in the Victory Team. I don't know what's going on between you and him..."

"Oh, are you talking about Yuan Dagu?"

The young man in black, D, smiled and said: "If we are related, I think he can call me senior."