Ultra: I am too old to inherit the light of the sky

a bunch of idiots.

"I'm not fighting for you assholes!!!"

A roar, but only heard in people's ears, but it was just a deafening sound...

"just!!!"

The people who were cheering and encouraging each other fell silent for a moment.

And then.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

"move!"

"Don't let Ultraman's sacrifice be in vain!"

The father's face was full of tears. The child in his arms wiped away his father's tears and looked in the direction of Fujimiya.

"Dad, will Ultraman die?"

The child looked at his father with confused eyes.

Death was a very foreign emotion to him.

He didn't quite understand.

The voice was childish, but it sounded extremely harsh in the current environment.

Death?

"..."

The crowd around him fell silent.

"I will definitely not die!"

"I definitely won't!"

After hearing the child's naive question, a young man gave a loud response.

This voice is somewhat familiar.

This festival was organized by Haibin Village, so many of the vendors were locals. When they heard the sound, they subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

"This is? My dream?"

A middle-aged man looked in the direction of my dream.

"I dream! Here!"

The middle-aged fried rice chef waved his hand.

I nodded towards him as a greeting, "Sorry, Uncle Iwata, I have something else to take care of here."

The middle-aged man called Uncle Iwata didn't understand what was going on, but when he saw Memu jump directly onto the festival platform and stand next to the abstract wooden statue called the God of the Sea, everyone's attention was drawn to her.

After all, when everyone was starting to prepare to escape, someone suddenly went the other way and instead of running away, he climbed onto the platform, which of course attracted the attention of others.

"Mina-san! I'm a member of XIG, Gao Shanwo Yume!"

Hearing my cry in my dream, the middle-aged man named Uncle Iwata was also stunned for a moment.

Then a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Also.

My dream is no longer the same as before, he is now a member of XIG who protects them.

"Please cooperate with the organizers in the evacuation work!"

"please!"

"I know everyone is scared and worried right now."

But please believe me, and believe in Ultraman!"

My dream's voice was firm and powerful, penetrating the noise of the crowd and striking everyone's heart. "Ultraman, and our XIG, have been working hard to protect this land and everyone. So, please don't let our efforts go to waste!"

The anxiety and panic in the crowd seemed to be alleviated by what I dreamed of. Several parents began to comfort their children and guide them to follow the evacuation instructions.

"My dream is right!" Uncle Iwata echoed loudly, waving the spatula in his hand in the air, as if to cheer for these inspiring words, "Everyone calm down and act according to the plan. We will definitely get through this difficult time!"

I saw that a shy child like Memu did something he had never thought of before in order to evacuate the people.

Uncle Iwata felt that as an elder, he should also set an example.

Similarly, besides him, everyone else in the seaside village also cooperated with my dream.

Many people were scattered throughout the festival. Their voices were not loud, but they gave people a sense of warmth and strength that welled up from the bottom of their hearts, as if to say, "Follow the instructions, take care of the people around you, and together, we can leave safely!"

These words are like small trickles of water, converging into a force that cannot be ignored, pushing the crowd forward in an orderly manner.

The children's small hands tightly grasped their parents' big hands, and the elderly, supported by the young people, moved forward step by step firmly.

Although fear still looms in everyone's heart, the trust in Ultraman, in my dream, and in each other has become their strongest armor.

"Look, even the children are so brave."

A mother pointed forward, and a little boy was trying to support a little girl who had fallen. The two smiled at each other and continued to follow the crowd.

This innocent courage infected the people around them and made their steps more determined.

And all of this.

But it was Fujimiya who said that he was not the Ultraman who fought for you.

Watching everyone leave, I seemed to realize something.

Turning his head to look at Fujimiya, whose hand had been torn off, he felt some enlightenment.

perhaps……

Is this what Professor Ai wants to see?

Fujimiya has been shouting about exterminating humanity, but when humans regard him as a friend and a patron saint, and everyone looks at him with reverence, can Fujimiya still do something to exterminate humanity?

I think that if it were him, he would hesitate even if he took action at the last moment.

From one extreme to less extreme, I feel that this is enough for Fujimiya now.

The right thing to do is to subtly change his thinking.

As expected, he is Professor Ai!

I took a deep breath and stared at Fujimiya's battle.

Ai Yun: Ah? What? Is that what I think? Yes, yes, that’s what I think.

"Fujimiya, did you see that?"

"This is……"

"Humanity's cry to you!!!"

The sound passed through time, and driven by my will, I dreamed unexpectedly of the most basic method of using Ultraman's thoughts.

“Fujimiya, do you feel it? This warmth, this trust, the power they bring together is louder than any words!”

There was a hint of excitement in Gamu's voice, as if he could transmit his emotions to Fujimiya who was fighting through his thoughts.

Although Fujimiya's body was severely injured, his consciousness was extremely clear.

He can hear the calls of my dreams and feel what is coming from all directions, not just the sounds but also the warmth of people's hearts.

Those lives that he once regarded as "should be destroyed" were now touching him with their kindness and tenacity.

"I...I'm not doing this for..."

At this moment, Fujimiya hesitated for a moment, just a moment.

But when he thought of what Chrissis had predicted, Fujimiya's mind instantly became clear.

“I dream of mountains!!!”

"Do you understand or not!!!"

"If I could leave, these fish heads would have destroyed this place long ago!"

"Human beings are the real cancer of this earth. You should stand on my side!!!"

"The light given by the earth is not for you to waste time in such a meaningless place!"

“I dream of mountains!!!”

Even though one of his hands was swallowed by the fish-headed monster, Fujimiya boy's inner thoughts were shaken, but only a little bit.

Chrysis's prophecy cannot be wrong!

It was because of his firm belief in Chrysis' prophecy that he had come to this point.

The recognition from Ocean Light at that time made this idea reach its peak.