The night has never been longer, and despite the ticking of the clock, it has not faded a bit; the night has never been darker, with no stars, moon, or lights. Human beings have used electricity to light up the night for hundreds of years, and it has returned to its original state.
It looks like; the night has never been quieter, no insects or birds can be heard, and there is no human voice.
When they are in trouble or going through hardships, people always comfort themselves that the night will pass and the dawn will eventually come. However, this night seems to never pass, and the dawn seems to be unable to see its light again.
In the building and on the street, someone boldly approached the monster that had brought fear and uneasiness to everyone for a long time in the past. Looking at the monsters standing still, their bodies that were taller than the tall buildings on both sides were moving with the naked eye.
The visible speed turned into black mist and disappeared, and the mist floated high into the sky and became part of the dark clouds.
The monsters that destroyed the city are no longer moving, and the monsters that harmed the citizens are disappearing. This should be a great thing, because the previous battles caused TPC heavy losses. Even the surviving teams suffered from lack of supplies and ammunition.
Powerless.
When humans are at their weakest, monsters not only stand still, but also slowly disappear, which is definitely a good thing.
But...
Hui Jian looked at the Reylos Type II standing on the beach in the distance, his body gradually turning into black mist, but he couldn't feel even a little joy in his heart, but instead became more and more worried.
If the darkness covering the sky is all Dimogee evolved into by Ahot, aren't these monsters that turned into black mist being absorbed by it and adding strength to it?
Before the communication was interrupted, there were tens of thousands of monsters all over the world. These many monsters were all becoming part of Demogie. When Demogie assimilated all the monsters and swallowed the darkness of the world, they would become more powerful.
How strong is it?
Hui Jian now completely wants to understand why Aihot broadcast Tiga's battle live, which is to let humans witness Tiga's death with their own eyes, so that humans will completely lose hope.
Since three years ago, Tiga has become the hope of the world and the hero of mankind. No matter what kind of monster, no matter how scared they are, as long as Tiga appears, everyone will be excited, cheering, and happy, because it means disaster.
The pain and pain are about to end, and everyone will be safe.
But now, the light has disappeared, the hope is gone, and the despair that Aihot wanted is there.
Darkness is still covering the world, and the food, drinking water and even air necessary for human beings are declining. At this moment, the future is out of the question, and living has become a luxury.
"Captain!" Zongfang's voice came from behind, walking towards Jian Hui, and said with concern: "Go and rest for a while."
Hui Jian shook his head, stared at the disappearing monster in the distance, and said: "You said..."
I hesitate to speak!
She really wanted to ask, ‘Is there still hope?’ But saying this at this time was really demoralizing. Even though it had dropped to freezing point, it was still not dead.
"There will be a way." Zongfang wanted to say something strong, but the current situation was so bad that anything he said was so feeble.
All the fighter jets crashed, the pilots sacrificed their lives, the missing ones disappeared, and even those who were lucky enough to survive were all injured. They could only help each other to a nearby shelter, stop the bleeding and bandage the wounded, and then send no big shots.
Shinjo and Horii, who are in trouble, go to various crash sites to see if they can find anyone else.
"What else can we do?" Hui Jianma murmured in a low voice. She couldn't think of any other way to deal with Dimojie. That huge head peeked out from the clouds. It would be difficult for Diga and Atdis to join forces.
I defeated one, but such heads are scattered all over the clouds, so densely packed that it makes people feel desperate just thinking about them.
Zongfang opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer.
Yes, what else can be done?
The Atdis, the strongest and largest human being, has crashed. You can see its flames standing here. Communication is interrupted. You can't call for support, let alone professional firefighting. You can only watch it burn, little by little.
It turned into a wreck, making people’s hearts bleed.
What's even worse is that Ultraman Tiga, who has saved mankind countless times, was killed in front of everyone...
Where is hope?
"Hey, Victory Team over there, instead of fighting monsters, come and have a drink."
The noisy sound made Zongfang frown. He turned around and saw that several people's hair was dyed bright and green. The total amount of metal on their bodies could feed a person in a steel mill. They were walking shoulder to shoulder, carrying bags in their hands.
Holding bottles of wine that look like they are worth a lot of money.
They laughed from time to time, which would definitely disappoint Aihot, because there was no trace of fear on their faces, nor was there any fear of the continuous darkness, but instead they were extremely happy.
Behind them, the doors of several shops were wide open, and flashlight beams were shaking inside. Obviously in this doomsday, some people are desperate and frightened in the dark, but some people feel that no one cares about them and they can act arbitrarily.
It couldn't be better.
Zongfang frowned and ignored these guys who were usually disgusted by people, nor did he care about those who made zero-dollar purchases in the store. It was not that he didn't want to care about it, but that he couldn't care about it. After the monster stopped its activities, many people discovered that
After the world became darker and there was no more danger, I boldly walked out of the crowded and cramped shelter.
The advent of the doomsday has made many people feel that it doesn't matter anymore and start to have unscrupulous carnivals. If TPC hadn't recruited a lot of soldiers in advance and deployed them in various shelters, I'm afraid even the only order would have collapsed.
If we don't find a way to bring light back to the earth, more and more people will release their "nature" in this way. By then, the world will be more terrifying than monsters running rampant, and humans will destroy themselves without anyone taking action. This may be the reason why Aihot did not try to exterminate human beings. As long as the earth is kept in darkness, human beings will become chaotic due to their own evil nature. The extreme evil of human beings is often more terrifying than monsters and worse than dark clouds.
Dark.
Just like just now, such behavior would never have happened in the past. Such a guy would have no time to hide when he saw them, so how could he dare to approach them?
Thinking like this, Zongfang suddenly thought of Qi Jiela, and the words of the suspected super ancient person flashed through his mind: If destruction is inevitable, dying in one's sleep is the best outcome.
In the past, Zongfang, who had gotten rid of Zijiela's influence, sneered at this and firmly believed that he could never surrender, even if he knew he would die, he would still fight.
But now, he is a little shaken. Compared with a chaotic world full of sin and harm, death can become a luxury thing, because once the order collapses, what will people do when they can't see hope?
No one can predict such a thing.
By then, there will never be fewer beasts that have lost their humanity. These things will torture and vent in various ways to satisfy their own desires and fun.
This makes Zongfang feel quite uncomfortable. TPC has been working hard to increase its strength. Many people hope that one day humans can use their own hands to protect their own planet and get rid of any unstable factors, but they just discovered it today.
, without Ultraman, the human race has lost its fighting spirit, and even having hope is a luxury.
Those few people were still drinking, laughing, shouting, shouting, and venting to their heart's content, while Zongfang and Hui Jian looked at the dark night sky, the broken city, and the disappearing monsters, silent and helpless.<
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At this moment, the roar of a car came, breaking the chaotic silence. Looking back, an armed explosion-proof vehicle was driving hard on the bumpy and messy ground. Even though the driver had tried his best to slow down,
However, the roads encountered by monsters and floods are extremely bad, making the car drive on it, swaying like a roly-poly.
However, Hui Jian and Zongfang rushed forward to meet them. Before they could reach them, the car stopped, the cab opened, Xincheng jumped out, and said with joy: "Captain, commander, we have found Dagu and the others.
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"Great," Zongfang waved his fist vigorously and asked quickly: "How are they?"
"I was injured, but not serious, and..." As Xincheng was talking, the car door behind him was pushed open. With gauze tied on his head, the pale Dagu held the car door and got out before anyone got out of the car.
Then, my left hand was stretched out in a hurry, grasping it tightly with five fingers, for fear of losing the thing in my hand.
"This is..." Hui Jian and Zongfang looked at the 'stone' held by Dagu in great surprise. Even though the surface was full of cracks and rough, they still recognized it at a glance. This thing was the same as Qianye's.
The light particle conversion device that Cheng calls the Divine Light Rod is too similar.
"Chiba's transformation device at this time? Where did you find it?" Zongkata couldn't believe it, and he felt even more joyful. He asked Xincheng and the others to find someone, and they found such a big unexpected gain.
Dagu shook his head weakly and said: "I didn't find it, I touched it before I fainted."
Xincheng then added: "I found Dagu and Lina about three thousand meters away from the pothole in Di..."
The joy that finally appeared on everyone's faces suddenly disappeared. Even if this was really Qianye's transformation device, Diga had already...
What's the use of finding this petrified and on the verge of shattering the converter?
Silence!
Everyone looked at the broken 'stone' in Dagu's hand and fell into silence.
Especially Xincheng, it was extremely uncomfortable. When he first saw the divine light stick in Dagu's hand, he was ecstatic and suddenly felt hopeful, because it was Diga's thing, but now...<
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At this moment, he deeply realized how important Tiga was to them, and how much he hoped that he could come back and bring light and hope to everyone.
In the silence, Horii suddenly said: "What will happen if you give it light?"
Brush! Brush!
Everyone's eyes were focused on Horii, who was staring at the petrified divine light rod in Dagu's hand and said: "I don't know if it's useful, but you can always try it. Anyway... it won't be more serious than this."
Too bad."
Although this sounds very unfounded and unsettling, it is really the case. As long as it is bad enough, it will not get worse. It is so pitiful.
"The light particle conversion device is at the temporary base, let's go now." Xincheng said, and he immediately couldn't wait to try it.
"You can't be so reckless. You must make a good plan." Munakata immediately rejected Xincheng's recklessness. Now it is no better than before. The monsters are raging, Saga's bombing, and the floods are rampant. I don't know how many buildings and roads have been destroyed.
Although the monster has stopped moving and is still drifting into black mist, the hidden dangers left behind are still there. You must be well prepared. Otherwise, let alone reaching the temporary base quickly and safely, I am afraid it will take more time.
Unable to reach.
"Want me to help?" Kirino Makoto's voice suddenly appeared in his mind: everyone was shocked, their expressions changed instantly, and his right hand immediately reached to his waist, he took out the Victory Hypal gun as quickly as possible, and immediately took aim.
Looking around.
I didn't see Makoto Kirino, but those who were rushing to buy were shocked. They quickly raised their hands, and the carefully selected things suddenly fell to the floor.
But no one looked at these creatures that could only be classified as human beings. They all scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and then Dagu said uncertainly: "Could this be the real Makoto Kirino?"
"Uh..." The team members were stunned.
The previous 'Kirino Makoto' left a deep impression on everyone. He was like a nightmare. When I heard 'his' voice, I subconsciously thought it was that guy, but it could also be the real Kirino Makoto.
At this time, another voice sounded, but this time it was from behind: "No matter what method, we must try it, sincerely he... must still be alive, absolutely."
Maya!
The victory team members turned around and saw Maya, with red eyes, walking out of the shelter step by step. Next to her was the 'talking' Makoto Kirino, with his hands in the pockets of his black windbreaker. This time he used
He said: "Do you have anything to say to your superior?"
Megumi stared at Kirino Makoto closely and said, "Can you do it now?"
During the daytime battle based on time, Kirino Makoto said that he could not telepathically contact people who were too far away. How could he be able to contact him now?
"My own words, of course, it's close, but now..." Kirino glanced at Maya next to him with his peripheral vision, and said: "If you want to tell them what to say, it's best to be brief. Such long-distance telepathy is very difficult.
It’s mentally draining.”
Hui Jian nodded, immediately turned around, glanced at the team members behind him, and immediately began to give orders, each performing his or her duties, preparing for the action as quickly as possible, using all his energy and all his strength.
, to carry out this action that I don’t know whether it will be effective, let alone whether it will succeed.
But it must be done because...
This is the only thing that can be done.
In this dark world, if you want to avoid despair, you must do something.