Am I the only one in this team who is not Ultraman?

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Chapter 481 The Foolish Ultraman

Faced with the attack from MK2, Daigo felt a sense of strain and danger for the first time in a long time. The strain was because even though he was not in the other-dimensional battlefield, his power had been greatly weakened. The danger was because the battlefield was right next to the Qijie Lahua.

At this moment, the area around Qijiela Flower was crowded with people. Daigo could see at least a thousand people just by glancing around. These people were all bewitched by Qijiela and had come to seek out Qijiela Flower after waking up.

A yellow-red beam of light was released from the back of MK2's hand. Daigo narrowly dodged it but was still grazed. The intense pain made his fingers tremble. The destructive beam landed on the distant sea, and the entire bay evaporated instantly, revealing the pale foreshore. The surging seawater swept in.

Daigo clutched his shoulder. The MK2's energy had a powerful destructive effect, and the energy itself was extremely domineering. Just being grazed by it caused this much pain. If it had hit him directly, then the will he had written before his death would have truly come in handy.

However, he should have been able to dodge it. Daigo himself felt he could dodge it. It was true that his strength had weakened, but his combat awareness and reaction speed wouldn't have weakened. Yet, he was still injured. Daigo himself understood the reason...

"Tiga, get out of here!" A woman picked up a stone and threw it at the giant who was clutching his wound. "Don't touch our Gijera!"

“Stay away from our Qijiela flowers! You’re not welcome here!” another man shouted.

It's unclear who started it, but these voices echoed through the crowd, growing louder and more intense, as if Ultraman Tiga was the one who wanted to hurt them.

Daigo was filled with mixed feelings. Leo had once told him not to be disappointed or saddened by humanity's confusion, but to learn to understand people's desire for a savior to save them.

But at this moment, people themselves have chosen to abandon the "savior" who makes them live in a painful reality, and instead embrace the "destruction" that brings them happiness and beauty. Daigo feels really bad about this.

He understood, but understanding didn't mean he knew how to solve it. Ultraman wasn't an invincible superman. Daigo knew this better than anyone else. He regretted not asking Leo back then how he would face such a predicament if his vice-captain had become Ultraman.

Daigo was momentarily distracted when MK2's hand axe flew towards him. Daigo hastily raised his shield to defend, but the energy shield was shattered in the blink of an eye. MK2's hand axe landed directly on him, sending Daigo flying as he fell to the ground, unable to get up.

"Well done! Defeat him!" The crowd cheered at the sight. Only some children, looking at Tiga lying on the ground, felt a pang of sadness, and the younger ones couldn't help but cry.

Luke watched this scene quietly nearby. He saw Tiga acting as fearlessly as he had 30 million years ago. Even though no one would thank him, he never backed down once. Many other Ultramen besides Tiga were the same.

Whether it's the dark Ultraman or the light Ultraman, they are all fighting a difficult battle, which fills Luke with confusion.

"Why?" Luke really hoped that Tiga could hear his voice and answer his question. It was surprising that humans could break free from the control of the Zigela flower, but it was not surprising that they were fighting for survival. So why would Ultraman protect such humans?

Aside from Agul and Gaia, who were created on Earth, the rest of the Ultramen come from different universes. Their home planets are not here, and they could have stayed out of this mess; self-preservation would have been enough for them.

"Can't figure it out?" A cold voice rang out, and Lu Ke subconsciously turned his head to find that the person standing next to him was actually a girl with light golden hair. However, the girl's temperament and power made him instantly recognize Ren Long, the daughter of the earth, and he bowed respectfully.

"It's been thirty million years, Miss Renlong." Lu Ke's tone was very respectful. For any life born on Earth, Renlong was like an elder sister, and such respect was very necessary, not to mention that Lu Ke himself was the one who was saved by Renlong back then.

Renlong looked at Lu Ke with a nostalgic gaze. The ancient people from 30 million years ago had disappeared without a trace since they left Earth. She never expected that they would still exist today. But she quickly remembered something and smiled at Lu Ke, "I already have a family. It's more appropriate for you to call me Ms. Renlong."

This news left Lu Ke speechless for a moment, wondering if he had misheard or if Renlong had learned to joke after 30 million years. Back then, he had heard You Lian complain that this daughter of the earth would probably be single for life.

However, Lu Ke suppressed his wild thoughts and said, "Congratulations. I really don't know what kind of being is worthy of you?"

"Hmm... Someone with exceptional abilities, immense strength, and who loves me deeply. The only flaw is... Sigh, never mind. I only came here to prevent things from escalating. You seem quite confused and can't understand why they would go to such lengths?"

It can only be said that all those years have not been wasted. Renlong saw through Lu Ke's thoughts at a glance, and the latter nodded, "I really don't understand. Humanity chose destruction itself, but Ultraman wants to interfere with humanity's choice."

"Human life is as fragile as an ant to them, yet they are willing to risk their lives to protect such fragile humans. Why?"

Human lifespan is very short; even the most ancient humans only lived for two or three hundred years, which is insignificant compared to the scale of thirty million years. Human life is also very fragile; a disease, a natural disaster, or even a minor misunderstanding can take a person's life.

Humans are also... foolish. Of course they know who is harmful, but their foolish desires make them unable to abandon Zigela, and they even speak ill of Ultraman who has helped them many times.

"Who knows?" Renlong didn't answer directly, but just watched MK2 walk step by step toward Tiga, who was struggling to stand up. "Perhaps, we'll understand once we keep watching."

Daigo struggled to his feet. He wanted to do something, but his mind was already hazy. If MK2's axe blow had been a little more accurate, it could have killed him. Even Ako, who controlled MK2, admired Daigo's willpower. Unfortunately, her task was to deal with the other party.

Aside from Daigo's side, the situation on the battlefields around the world is not optimistic either. No one is on their side. Many people even choose to surround Zigela and use their own bodies as shields to prevent the TPC Special Operations Group from blowing him up, forcing Maki Shunichi and others to not dare to make a move.

For a moment, Raymond really wanted to curse. For the first time, he had the urge to swear. Meanwhile, Director Ji Gang, who had flown with him, remained silent and did not express any opinion.

Firstly, the influence of Qi Jiela's flower still lingered in his mind; the voice of the dead child still echoed in his ears, bewitching him. He dared not answer easily for fear of being dragged into the trap. Secondly, they could actually understand why people had become like this.

Peace, hope, the future—too many people can't see these things right now, and the TPC can't tell them when they'll arrive. They've suppressed their feelings for too long, longed for too long, and this is how things have turned out.

Raymond took out his combat device, preparing to forcibly pluck out the offspring of the Qijiela flower. He didn't care that doing so would hurt many people. He couldn't understand why he was being treated with such hostility when he was doing the right thing.

"Stop, wait a moment." Director Ji Gang called out to Raymond, gently shaking his head. "Wait a little longer, it's not time yet."

“But we’re so pressed for time!!” Raymond clenched his fist, but Chief Yoshioka just sighed, “It’s alright, kid, it’s all the same.”

Are they all the same? Raymond couldn't understand how they were the same. He just wanted to remove the harmful Qijiela flower and let people return to normal as soon as possible. After all, he had only been on Earth for a short time and didn't have much age or experience, so it was normal for him to have such thoughts.

However, Director Yoshioka knew that from the moment Leo released MK2, he understood that the key this time was not whether they could remove the Qijiela flower, but whether humanity could choose to leave that warm, happy, and blissful dream and return to this painful reality.

If humanity chooses to immerse itself in the so-called wonderful world brought about by Zigela, then even if they can remove Zigela today, how will they face Gatanothor, who possesses the same power, in the future?

Those who fail to break free from these habits this time will have no future to speak of.

"If humanity wants to have a future, it must rely on its own will to overcome this hurdle, to surpass their ancestors from 30 million years ago, and also... to surpass you."

Renlong looked at Lu Ke as he spoke, and the latter didn't know how to respond for a moment, because he saw the disappointment in Renlong's eyes. She already knew that after transforming herself into a bio-cyborg, Lu Ke and the others had to rely on the essence of the Qijiela flower to survive.

There was nothing wrong with this in itself—increasing one's lifespan and enhancing one's vitality. However, as time went by, Lu Ke and the other ancient survivors noticed something was wrong. They gradually became indifferent to each other, and the relationships between their groups became increasingly weak.

Therefore, they had to record various interpersonal relationships in their memory to tell themselves what companions, friends, family and ethnic groups are. This method was very effective, but Luke still felt that something was wrong.

"But how will they cross that...?"

Before Lu Ke could finish speaking, a gentle and kind voice, yet carrying a certain firmness, came from the sky.

"To all the humans and monsters living on this earth, and to all life, I am Soichiro Sawai, Director of TPC."

"I'm sure you all know me and have already guessed that I would come out to advise you. But before that, I need to apologize to everyone. I'm sorry."

This preemptive apology was puzzling. Many people knew that Director Sawai would step in to dissuade him, but no one expected it to develop this way. However, at this moment, facing the recording of Galatron's clone, Director Sawai took a deep breath and slowly continued speaking.

"Since its inception, TPC has been committed to protecting human peace and the Earth. However, in the past decade or so, monster disasters have occurred frequently, and all mankind has had to face this so-called monster century, living in fear and pressure for a long time."

“We can understand why everyone wants to protect the Qijiela flower. It is our failure to bring you true peace and hope that has caused us to neglect our duties.”

"I am also very sorry... Many people chose to join us, including your friends, wives, husbands, sons... who did not live to see the day when peace and hope came, even until their sacrifice."

No one knew why Director Sawai's words seemed to come from the sky; the commotion in the crowd gradually subsided, and even those who still wanted to make noise had to shut their mouths.

"Our world is too cruel. Even if all the monsters in the universe were combined, they might not be as numerous as the number that appears on Earth in a single month. But even so, this is the reality of our lives."

"We have survived ten years. All of humanity has walked hand in hand for ten years. No matter how painful it is, we still live in this world, this world that we have protected for ten years, this world that we want to pass on to future generations."

“I am very grateful to everyone. We have come this far together, so I urge you all to continue walking together. If we stop here, the children’s future will also stop, and we… will never see everything we cherish again.”

The sound from the sky stopped, but something kept churning in people's hearts. Many people subconsciously looked at the children around them, those whose eyes were filled with tears, the children who had been holding their hands just now.

These children had been trying to call out to them since just now. These children, who don't even know what peace is and yearn for a better world, have already broken free from the influence of the Qijiela flower.

Even if they never experienced such good days, the kind of days when they didn't have to run for refuge every day when they heard the air raid sirens, or live in fear of dying tomorrow, but could live a peaceful life.

"What a joke! You make it sound so easy. Director Sawai lives a life of luxury and security all day long, and you still have the nerve to say such things!"

Someone in the crowd shouted something, causing another commotion. In most people's eyes, Director Sawai had always held a high position, so he was surrounded by bodyguards and security was not an issue for him. They simply couldn't understand them.

Seemingly because the crowd was too loud, MK2 noticed them and raised his hand towards them.

Even from a great distance, the pitch-black cannon barrel exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down the spines of the crowd. The crowd fell silent and then panicked. Those who had been making a ruckus pushed aside others and tried to run away, while the MK2 fired a series of laser cannon shots.

The violent explosion was ear-piercing, but no one was injured. The man who thought he was going to die slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ultraman Tiga standing in front of him and the rapidly flashing timer on his chest. He opened his mouth wide but couldn't say anything, and the Gijera flower in his hand fell to the ground.

"Tiga...why, we were just now..." He couldn't finish his sentence, a strong sense of guilt choked his throat, and tears welled up in his eyes. It was as if they could feel his pain, and as people with Tiga's light in their hearts could also feel something about him.

Renlong watched this scene calmly, but his eyes revealed tenderness. "Even if they are met with harsh words, are not well received, or are even regarded as enemies, Ultraman will still protect humans. Perhaps it is because... they are more 'stupid' than humans."

Chapter 482 Eradicating Zijra

It was very uncomfortable. Alaya felt weak all over, as if she had a high fever. She was confused and couldn't figure out where she was. She even thought that she would enter a state of suspended animation like she did 30 million years ago.

Thirty million years ago, when the ancient civilization was on the verge of destruction, humanity's light was fainter than ever before. At that time, Ultraman Tiga and Nexus used their light...

But gradually, I felt my condition improve a lot. I slowly opened my eyes and found myself in a culture chamber filled with light particles. Dimaga and Magabassa were staring at me curiously from outside the glass.

"Oh, you can open your eyes now. Looks like you're not going to die anytime soon." As soon as Magabasa spoke, Alaya knew that he wasn't dreaming. The Magabasa in the dream wouldn't be as annoying as the real Magabasa.

"Your mouth is something else." Dimaga shook his head incessantly as he looked at Magabasa. If Magabasa weren't one of their own, he probably wouldn't even be left with ashes by now. Who told this guy to have such a venomous mouth, and it's completely automatic.

"It's okay, anyway, there's a cultivation chamber between us, she can't hit me and she doesn't have the strength to hit me. Sigh, why do I have to go out and do things while you can stay at home?" Maga Basa poked Dimaga's arm. As part of the chaotic duo, she was really a little unbalanced.

“What’s so hard to understand? It’s because you’re weak.” Dimaga spread his hands. “Our current public statement is that all the capable fighters have gone out, and those who remain at home are just average fighters. You can’t even beat Tyrant, so you must be staying at home.”

"..." Tyrant, who was reading a book nearby, twitched his brow, feeling offended, but considering the gap between himself and Dimaga, he continued to bury himself in his book.

At best, I'm only at the level of Dark Sword Dimaga, and that's with Leo's energy boosting me. The gap in talent and combat experience between the two is just too big.

The most important thing is that Leo, the master, is just too overpowered. The bonuses he provides are ridiculously high. Tyrant is a fairly strong person in the universe. He could easily defeat the Ultra Brothers back then. But in this house... he can only eat at the table because he can transform into human form, and he's quite good-looking at that.

“But… being good-looking is useless.” Tyrant touched her face. Her looks were only average at home, and her figure wasn’t good either. Leo always treated her like family, but he never had any romantic feelings for her.

But Tyrannosaurus is unique; the essence of a tyrant monster is to admire strength, and Leo is very appealing to her. Especially when Ereshkigal describes to her the feeling of being completely conquered and dominated by Leo, she longs for it.

As for why Ereshkigal would bring this up with Tyrant, it's probably just because their tails are the biggest in the family.

"Hiss...headache." Leo, sitting in the cockpit of Asgaron, gasped, clutching his head and barely able to sit up. Jet opened his arms and gently hugged him, letting his head rest against his chest, his voice gentle, "Feeling better? Did you have a nightmare?"

"No, I just don't know why I feel like someone is eyeing me again."

Leo felt a little more comfortable nestled in Jet's arms. His mind was severely damaged, but his body was mostly fine. Having absorbed so much ultimate darkness, even in human form, he possessed the physical strength of a Great Sealed Monster.

"Anyway, there are already quite a few monsters and aliens eyeing you, so what's one more?" Jet rubbed Leo's temples. "The appearance of Gatanothor's true form just now really startled us. My two silly sisters almost rushed down."

"If you hadn't said you brought Ereshkigal along as a backup plan, I probably wouldn't be able to stay calm. Her true form has already been restored?" Jett

"No, it seems Gatanothor hasn't fully regained control of her body yet. The Earth's will has left her with quite a bit of trouble." Recalling Gatanothor's performance at the time, Leo guessed that she hadn't recovered to the point where she could move freely.

At least in Gatanothor's own view, taking action now is not a good choice. Perhaps he is wary of the Dark Shadow Mage, or perhaps he is wary of Grimd, who is still sealed at the North Pole. In any case, Gatanothor has chosen to hold back for the time being.

Otherwise, given Gatanothor's behavior at the time, Leo had no doubt that if she could, this girl would have tied him up and taken him back immediately. Gatanothor made no attempt to hide her obsession with him; in her eyes, it seemed that the value of the entire universe could not compare to Leo's.

Leo himself couldn't understand why Gatanothor was so fixated on him. Jet, seeing Leo deep in thought, reached out and gently stroked his face. "Are you worried about the others?"

"No... I'm not worried about that. I have full confidence in my comrades, and besides, I can feel it too." Leo closed his eyes, his spirit spreading out from the very beginning. He could certainly sense that humanity was gradually emerging from the influence of the Qijiela flower.

In reality, this matter is not as difficult as Leo and the others thought. Because of the existence of Alaya, the spirits of all mankind are subtly connected. It can also be said that it is precisely because the spirits of all mankind are subtly connected that an existence like Alaya came into being.

Previously, 90% of humanity was indecisive, and 10% chose the Qijiela flower. The spirits of all humanity were in a state of lethargy and confusion, and the state of Alaya also deteriorated.

But as most people begin to awaken, the rest will also be affected by this spiritual wave, waking up from their confusion and regaining their sense of self.

When the Gijera flowers in people's hands fell to the ground, Gatanothor's entire scheme came to an end. Watching the MK2 with its heavy, mechanical steps, the hearts of those who had originally chosen to stand against Tiga in order to protect Gijera jumped into their throats.

Daigo's consciousness was becoming blurred. He could only hear the color timer on his chest flashing faster and faster. His energy was running out, and he could no longer continue fighting.

But in a daze, Daigo seemed to hear someone calling him and encouraging him.

MK2 slowly walked behind Tiga, raising its axe like an executioner, as if carrying out an execution. The moment its axe cleaved down, the color timer on Tiga's chest went out completely.

However, just before MK2's axe was about to fall in front of Tiga, it could no longer move forward even an inch. With its eyes losing their light and its color timer dimming, Tiga forcefully grabbed MK2's axe. Then, to everyone's astonishment, he punched MK2's outer armor directly, destroying its core.

As Tiga gradually became transparent and then disappeared, Renlong, who was about to make his move to finish the job, was filled with surprise, followed by undisguised ecstasy.

In that instant, Renlong sensed an unprecedentedly powerful light emanating from the exhausted Tiga. It was indeed a risky plan, but they made the right gamble. It's just a pity for Daigo; he'll have to lie down for a while longer.

Galatron also recovered from her brief shock. Tiga's punch just now made her wonder if her MK2 was made of plastic. The power of that punch was even stronger than Jet's Death Flame Fist after entering EX form.

However, Galatrom was a professional after all, and he tapped the table lightly, "Let's move out."

With Galatron's command, countless portals opened across the world, and one Galaoguma after another was deployed to the ground, immediately coordinating with various defense forces to begin eliminating Zijera.

The offspring of Cigela are not particularly powerful and are no match for Galaoguma or the MK1 series. Even if they cannot defeat Gatanothor's darkness, Galaoguma will not be affected by pollen.

This is also the reason why Leo dared to back up this operation. Even in the eyes of Emperor, his power is a behemoth. Even if the Gua Legion and the Dark Universe joined forces to invade, they could only suffer a crushing defeat.

Without human protection, the eradication of the Zigela flowers was extremely efficient. The speed at which the Asian branch eradicated them was frightening; before Director Sawai could even finish his speech, not a single root remained.

Surprisingly, the American branch also came in second in speed, thanks to the Kirieloids, who were a great help this time. They personally and earnestly persuaded the believers that Zijra was no good, and then sent the believers to save their fellow countrymen.

All I can say is that these guys probably never imagined a few months ago that they would end up like this.

Chapter 483 Gatanothor's Schizophrenia

The descendants of the Qijiela flower probably never dreamed that after 30 million years, the speed of version iteration would be too fast. Even though they bloomed all over the earth, they were still completely pulled out in just a few minutes.

In the ancient times, they could swagger around and be powerful. But if it were ten years ago, when those monsters had just appeared and wreaked havoc, causing panic around the world, then the Earth would have been truly doomed.

Unfortunately, that's impossible. Back then, Gatanothor was held back by the will of Earth and couldn't take any effective action for a full ten years. Bringing it out now is just to use it as bait to capture Leo.

"This is the Asian branch. We have confirmed that all the Zijella flowers have been eliminated. The operation is complete with no casualties. We will now begin dealing with the remaining monsters."

"The American branch reports that all the Qijera flowers within the headquarters territory have been eradicated, with thirteen wounded and no casualties... I never expected that the Kirieloids would be our greatest heroes this time."

"European branch reports: Mission confirmed successful. Now begin clearing out the remaining monsters."