Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

The appearance of Kirino was an unexpected thing for Xia Long, but it was also a good thing. He vaguely remembered that in the finale, this superpower had helped Daigu. Now, because of the Kirieloids, he interacted with Daigu in another way. When Gatanjea descended, he should also help Tiga.

The old-fashioned plot also has its old-fashioned value, Xia Long thought, and then he remembered that Masaki Keigo seemed to be someone who appeared in the finale.

I don't know when he will appear. No, I should say, when he will make a move.

[It seems that the matter has been resolved.] The sword in his hand hummed, [In this case, what should we do next? We have dealt with many Kirieloids in this city!]

【Let’s go. 】

Xia Long turned and left.

[I got some very interesting information from the door that appeared. The next search will probably not be that difficult.]

Moreover, transforming into a shining prototype is also a great experience for Dagu, which can be said to be killing two birds with one stone.

Nishikida Kojuro Jinglong was still talking noisily.

[By the way, I haven't found my scabbard yet. I forgot it in that space! ]

【............Is it still intact? 】

[I threw it out before the battle, so it should still be intact. At least I can go back and take a look. It’s the scabbard that was worshipped together with Masamune!]

【......(Sigh) Okay. 】

[Ahh, thank you so much! ] Jinglong said happily.

Xia Long changed direction and walked towards the previous building.

——Afterwards, the victorious team summed up their losses.

In addition to the damage and deaths caused by the battle between Kirieloid and Tiga, there was also a strange incident in which the voltage equipment in the entire area was overloaded, and a building far away from the battle collapsed and cracked within a radius of seven meters. Fortunately, there were only injured people and no one died.

After this, the actions of the Kirieloids fell into silence for a period of time.

Day after day, month after month, time passes.

Xia Long and Jing Long continued to travel in Japan in an almost irregular manner. Jing Long couldn't see the pattern, but it seemed that Xia Long was determined to find something this way.

Because of the high-profile appearance of the Kirieloid man before, Xia Long’s online account finally attracted official attention due to its rapid surge in popularity.

However, Xia Long had related experience when he was in Seven OVA, and he didn't want to have anything to do with the official for the time being, so he deliberately avoided it.

But it seems that because of this reason, his face finally left a trace. Although there was no blatant wanted warrant, Xia Long also judged this through being approached many times, so he changed his appearance. But sometimes he hated this and would not enter the prosperous and civilized areas unless it was necessary.

He doesn't need to eat or drink water, and he can almost even save on sleep. His hair won't grow unless he wants to, and his body is almost always kept clean. He is naturally warm in winter and cool in summer, so he doesn't need a place to live. It can be said that traveling by walking has no effect on his physical health.

Although Jinglong repeatedly advised him that "this is cruel to humans", he would occasionally eat, drink water...drink beverages, and sleep, but overall, he still maintained a material lifestyle that surpassed humans.

As for Jinglong himself, his soul was too weak and fragile, and he was still possessed by his sword.

Xia Long can manipulate souls, but his method is marked by his personal style, so it’s not that he doesn’t want to help Jinglong, but for Jinglong’s sake, it’s better not to let him help.

Let Jinglong recover naturally, and he will try to help to the extent possible.

On this day, in a small seaside town, there was a family restaurant along the national highway. Xia Long was eating in the restaurant, chewing on toast and chicken salad that seemed to have no taste. Next to him was a glass of orange juice and a glass of water, both of which Xia Long drank. He had already finished half of the glass of orange juice.

While eating, he was reading a newspaper in his hand. Jinglong's knife was leaning next to him, wrapped in a racket bag.

Jinglong's scabbard was still broken, so Xia Long collected the fragments and asked someone to make him a new one, which was quite easy to use.

Xia Long didn't need to eat, but now he could feel full after eating. However, because he was not hungry and had some lack of desire, he was unexpectedly not very interested in this aspect. The meal in front of him was his first meal in the past two and a half days.

While traveling, Xia Long also paid attention to current affairs and occasionally paid attention to what Dagu was doing.

The latest news about Tiga, and other news may also pique his interest.

But Jinglong was not like that. It was already very difficult for him to communicate in an organized manner in this era. As for reading books and newspapers, he could not do any of them. If he was forced to read, it could not be said that he was absorbing information, but was just chasing after words. The contents of the books, the bold print and lead type of the newspaper could not enter his head.

“It finally happened.”

However, while eating, Xia Long saw a line of news. He chewed and swallowed the chicken salad in his mouth, picked up the water beside him and drank it, but his eyes did not leave the words on the newspaper.

【what happens? 】

Although Jinglong has no physical body, from the text, one can imagine how Jinglong who said this sentence was next to Xia Long, preparing to lean over to read the contents of the newspaper.

There were not many people in the restaurant. Apart from the tall and thin waiter, there were only two men eating in another row far away from Xia Long. Xia Long was sitting by the window and said in a low voice;

"Flash Man thing."

【Lightning Man?】

Of course, the answer was only met with Jinglong's ignorant and confused reply;

Xia Long answered Nishikida Kojuro Jinglong in a calm tone.

Lightning people are a strange kind of life that lives in the ionosphere. They have never had any relationship with humans in the past, but in modern times, due to human exploration and use of the ionosphere, the two sides inevitably have contact.

But this is a tragic connection. The electromagnetic waves emitted by humans to the ionosphere affected the Lightning Man. The Lightning Man as a life form mutated many times in the ionosphere, and eventually gave birth to monsters like Gazot.

The two consecutive appearances of Gazot have caused great damage and losses to mankind, but this is not the last Gazot. As long as the Lightning Man exists, monsters and destruction will continue to be created due to the mutation of the Lightning Man and the continued human activities.

Aircraft and ground facilities around the world have suffered this kind of damage, which Sharon had anticipated in his February commission.

Now, the damage caused by the Lightning Man is getting worse and worse, and humans can no longer tolerate it. They have officially started the activity to eliminate the Lightning Man who created the ecosystem in the ionosphere. Although this activity has not been made public, it is carried out worldwide. However, the activity did not last long and was declared over.

Because before their weapons were used up, all the Lightning People had left the ionosphere as a whole and migrated into the depths of the universe.

The conclusion reached in TPC's later internal report was that although the individual Lightning People were weak and widely distributed, they shared a common consciousness, and when they became aware of the human attack, they decided to leave the earth.

Xia Long didn't know about this, but he could guess the reason why Lightning Man left. He felt a sadness rising in his heart and he lowered his eyes unconsciously.

"A life left the Earth, forever. Leaving home and embarking on an unknown dark road."

[It really makes me feel sad.]

Jinglong also said softly.

Blue loneliness