Rebirth: I am Ultraman Tiga

In the maze-like alleys of the city, the night was like a dark monarch with supreme authority, silently descending upon the world. It slowly spread from the horizon, at first just a faint ink color, then quickly became rich and deep, and finally like a huge, boundless and heavy black silk, carrying an oppressive majesty, heavily pressing down. Wherever it went, the light was ruthlessly swallowed up, and the world was shrouded in a deep shadow.

The dim street lamps struggled to emit a faint and hazy halo in the diffuse fog. The halo was like an old man trying his best to give his last breath, trembling and spreading in the fog. The edge of the light was blurred, blending with the fog, as if the two were engaged in a silent and long-lasting tug-of-war. Each street lamp was like an isolated island, standing alone in the vast ocean of darkness and fog. However, the seemingly tenacious halo gave people a sense of precariousness that it would be completely swallowed by the endless darkness at any time.

The walls on both sides of the alley are covered with traces of time. Unknown weeds grow in the cracks between the mottled bricks and stones, shivering in the night wind. There are also layers of worn-out and faded advertising posters posted on the walls. Some are already incomplete, with only half a page left making a "rustling" sound in the wind, as if telling the prosperity of the past and the loneliness of today. The ground is covered with stones and potholes of various sizes, and puddles of stagnant water reflect the dim lights. Occasionally, a few stray cats jump out from the corners of the wall, their eyes flashing with vigilance in the dark, quickly crossing the alley and disappearing into another dark corner.

In the distance, the sound of traffic was faintly heard from the main road of the city, which formed a sharp contrast with the quiet alley. It was like two completely different worlds, separated by only a line, but completely different. In this alley, time seemed to become slow and sticky, and every second of passing was accompanied by the erosion of darkness and the spread of silence, which made people involuntarily have an illusion of being lost in the gap between time and space, as if they would be submerged in the endless darkness in the next moment, forever sinking in this mysterious and dangerous night maze.

Lin Feng, the member of the Victory Team who was entrusted with a special mission, was walking alone in this narrow alley. His steps were steady and firm, and his eyes were alert. In recent days, the city has always been filled with a strange atmosphere, and various bizarre murders have occurred frequently. As one of the forces protecting the peace of the city, he is well aware of his heavy responsibility.

At the same time, in another part of the alley, in a secluded and secret corner that seemed to be forgotten by the whole world, a man was deeply trapped in an unimaginable strange encounter. His body was tightly wrapped by a mysterious black fog, which was like an evil ghost from the dark abyss, surging and emitting a chilling breath.

This black fog was no ordinary fog. It seemed to be endowed with some kind of evil life and will. Strands of black tentacles, like smart ones, slowly penetrated into the man's mouth, nose, and ears with sinister intentions. Each invasion was like a silent but extremely destructive invasion, ruthlessly eroding his originally clear consciousness bit by bit. At first, there was still a trace of struggle and panic in the man's eyes, but as the black fog occupied his senses more and more deeply, the clarity gradually disappeared, replaced by endless emptiness. His eyes stared blankly ahead, as if his soul had been taken away, leaving only a controlled body.

The man's body was no longer under the command of his brain, but had become a puppet in the hands of the black fog, and could only mechanically and woodenly obey the drive of the dark power. His feet seemed to be pulled by an invisible but powerful force, and he could not help but move slowly towards the path that Lin Feng had to take. Every step he took was accompanied by a creepy heaviness and stiffness, just like stepping on the delicate and sensitive string of fate. Although it was silent, it seemed to make the whole world feel the trembling and uneasiness from the unknown.

His figure stood out in the dim alley, like a traveler cursed by darkness, walking alone with an ominous mission. Wherever he passed, the faint light seemed to be absorbed by the black mist on his body, making the shadows around him even thicker. Occasionally, a gust of night wind blew gently, which should have blown away the strange atmosphere, but the black mist only fluctuated slightly, still tightly wrapped around the man, refusing to relax at all, as if alert to any factors that might destroy its plan. The man's face was looming in the black mist, and only the expressionless outline could be seen, like a painting painted by darkness, with only a vague human figure left, but without the soul and vitality. As he approached the direction where Lin Feng was, a thrilling confrontation between good and evil was brewing quietly in this silent and mysterious alley, like a storm that was about to begin.

Lin Feng was walking steadily along the narrow and dimly lit alley. His specially trained keen perception was like an invisible net, quietly spreading in the air around him. Gradually, he clearly felt that the air around him seemed to be undergoing subtle and heart-pounding changes. The originally ordinary air seemed to be injected with an invisible pressure, becoming more and more dignified, and every flow seemed to be carrying a heavy lead block, slow and stagnant.

This strange atmosphere was like an invisible hand, gently touching the sensitive nerve in his heart. An inexplicable uneasiness spread slowly but unstoppably in his heart like a trickle. Lin Feng frowned slightly, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and his steps subconsciously became lighter and more cautious. All the muscles in his body were slightly tense, like a cheetah about to face unknown danger, ready to react quickly at any time.

Just as he turned a corner and the corner wall blocked part of his vision, a black shadow swooped down from the high place in front of the alley like lightning. The man controlled by the black fog moved faster than ordinary people could imagine, and his figure was as light as a ghost, drawing a chilling arc in the air. With a muffled "bang", the man's feet stepped firmly on the ground, splashing a small piece of dust, and his figure stood proudly in front of Lin Feng.

At this moment, the man was shrouded in a mysterious black mist, revealing only a pair of cold and empty eyes. There was no emotion or warmth in his eyes, and he stared at Lin Feng, as if he wanted to see through his soul. Wisps of black smoke swirled around his body, and the black smoke seemed to have life, slowly crawling and circling around him, making him look like a demon messenger crawling out of the abyss of hell.

Lin Feng's heart shuddered, and he stopped instantly, his feet firmly planted on the ground as if they had grown roots. His eyes were fixed on the uninvited guest in front of him, with surprise in his eyes, but more of a high degree of vigilance. The two of them just stood there quietly, with a tense atmosphere in the air, as if a fierce storm was about to erupt in this narrow alley, and the dim street lights around seemed to feel this strong sense of oppression at this moment, the light became increasingly dim and swaying, reflecting the figures of the two people in a flickering manner, adding a bit of weirdness and danger to the atmosphere.

The man's face was like a lifeless statue, with the muscles on his face stiff without any expression, as if frozen in time. His eyes were cold and dull, like two deep dry wells, without any human agility or emotion, only endless emptiness and indifference. In this dead silence, his lips moved slightly, and he mechanically uttered two words without any intonation: "Tiga."

These two words were like a heavy bomb that exploded out of thin air, and its power instantly set off a storm in Lin Feng's heart. His heart suddenly shrank, and a strong shock and astonishment instantly ran through his body like an electric current. Tiga, this identity is the deepest secret hidden in his heart, and the source of his powerful power to protect the peace of the city, but at this moment it was easily revealed by a strange and strange man. This sudden situation far exceeded his expectations, and his mind fell into a brief confusion and blankness in an instant.

However, Lin Feng was, after all, a member of the Victory Team who had experienced many battles and shouldered a special mission. His strong psychological quality and tenacious will played a role at the critical moment. Although his heart was in turmoil, his appearance was still like a steady mountain, trying to stay calm. He took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the panic in his heart, and asked calmly, "Who are you?" The voice sounded calm and steady, without the slightest tremor or flaw. Only he knew that at this time, his palms were already slightly sweating.

As he spoke, his body reacted quickly, like a flash of lightning, and he stretched out his hands in an instant, firmly holding the man's shoulders. He exerted a little force with his hands, trying to find some clues from the physical contact with the other party, and hoped to find even a trace of the answer that could explain it all from the cold and dull eyes. His eyes were like torches, staring at the man's eyes tightly, his eyes were full of doubts, exploration and vigilance. Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and only the slight breathing sounds of the two people were left in the narrow alley. The tense atmosphere was like a substance that permeated the air, as if it would completely explode in the next second because of some tiny movement.

The man was like a puppet controlled by a program. He showed no intention of resisting Lin Feng's action of pressing his shoulders. His body was like a cold shell, and only his lips continued to open and close mechanically. The emotionless voice sounded faintly in the silent alley: "Surrender, Tiga." The voice was as flat as dead water, but it carried an unquestionable commanding tone.

Before the echo of these brief words faded away, the man's body shook violently, as if a dormant powerful force in his body was instantly awakened. Then, a surging force surged out of his body without warning like a raging tide, like a mad bull, with overwhelming momentum, it threw the unprepared Lin Feng out fiercely.

Lin Feng felt his body lose weight instantly, like a cannonball being ejected, flying backwards uncontrollably. His back hit the wall heavily, with a dull "bang", and the impact seemed to smash his body. A sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body like a sharp blade, his brows knitted tightly, and a look of pain appeared on his face. But the indomitable spirit in his bones was instantly aroused, he clenched his teeth, endured the pain, and with his firm will and strong physical fitness, he immediately stood up again.

His eyes were burning with anger, and his figure was as fast as lightning. In a flash, he appeared in front of the man again. At this time, he shouted loudly with a hint of uncontrollable anger and deep doubt in his voice: "What!" This short word contained his confusion about the man's inexplicable words, and his strong resentment for his sudden attack.

This time, his hands were like two pliers, and he pressed the man's shoulders with full force, as if he wanted to crush his shoulder blades. His eyes were like torches, and his fiery eyes revealed a firm determination. He stared at the man intently, as if he wanted to see through the man's eyes, see through the secrets deep in his heart, and find out the truth behind all this, and who was controlling all this, turning this ordinary man into a mysterious puppet full of hostility.

The man was like a numb zombie. He showed no pain at all when Lin Feng pressed harder, as if his pain nerves had been completely cut off by the evil black fog. His eyes were still as cold as ice, without any emotional fluctuations. His lips continued to move mercilessly, and he said coldly, "If you don't surrender, Demos will kill everyone around you."

The voice was like a cold wind blowing from the Netherworld, carrying a biting threat that made Lin Feng's heart tighten. He knew very well that this was not a simple intimidation, and there must be a huge and dangerous conspiracy hidden behind it. However, his belief was as firm as a rock, and surrender was not an option for him.