Chapter 145, The Return of Tiga

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"Ultraman loses ......"

"What should I do?"

"Ultraman lost!"

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"There's no hope."

"It's hopeless!"

"It's over!"

"Is it over? …… I don't believe it! ”

The Central Court of the Mu Continent, twelve years ago, the real prosecutor who personally sent Diga to prison, is standing in the Central Court just like twelve years ago.

The difference is that twelve years ago, he sent Tiga to hell.

Today, he is there to awaken the hidden hope in the hearts of desperate people.

"Don't give up hope, we haven't failed, if we give up hope, then we've really lost!"

However, his goal was not achieved, and no one wanted to believe his words.

Because the continent has been baptized by the flames of tens of millions of Kiri Elrod people, those who survived the fire can clearly see that the so-called high-tech products are vulnerable in front of the Kiri Elrod people, and now even Ultraman, whom they regard as their guardian saint, is in danger, where do they have hope?

In the face of death, the eyes of the people of Mu Continent were extraordinarily bright, and the real prosecutor was questioned, and people asked him - where is the hope of mankind?

In this regard, the real prosecutor was speechless, and he also understood the current situation, objectively speaking, the probability of human destruction was infinitely close to 100%.

Despair, why not in his heart?

People who seem to be full of hope can sometimes be full of despair in their hearts.

Is there really hope for humanity?

In the face of all kinds of similar doubts, the real prosecutor was silent.

The people who are alive have turned their noses up at the real prosecutors, showing off their might on weekdays, but they are incompetent scum at critical times.

“……”

Looking at the screen with thousands of comments popping up every second, the real prosecutor clenched his fists, and suddenly, he let go of his fists, and a wry smile flashed on his face.

It's really feng shui in turn!

Thinking back to twelve years ago, Tiga was pointed at by Qianfu, and now, he is pointed at by Qianfu.

What did he do wrong?

Why is it pointed out by thousands of people?

If you look at it from the perspective of a bystander, he didn't do anything wrong, and the current situation doesn't even help Ultraman, what can he do as a mortal?

Yes, he wasn't wrong.

But he still has to be pointed out by thousands of people.

Because all this needs a bearer, and desperate people need an outlet.

He just hit this muzzle and became the bearer and vent, so he was pointed out by the Qianfu.

"Tiga...... That's right, Tiga. ”

The real prosecutor's eyes suddenly lit up.

He walked quickly out of the central courtroom, but within a few steps he stopped again.

Can Tiga beat the people of Futagua and Kiri Elrod?

You know, even twelve Ultraman players can't compete with Fortagauya, can Tiga turn things around?

"Yes, he must be able to, he is even a powerful party on the Dark Continent, and he broke into Luluye alone, and he can come back alive, if it is his words, he will definitely be able to defeat Fattagua."

The real prosecutor continued to play Central Prison and walked, but it didn't take long for him to stop again.

If he had gone and begged Tiga......

Will Tiga help him?

After all, he was the one who had personally thrown Tiga into that prison.

Even if he hadn't gone, would Tiga still save humanity? To save those who once rebuked Tiga?

“……”

After thinking for a long time, he was awakened by an explosion several kilometers away, he looked in the direction of the explosion, and the mushroom-like flames reflected in his eyes, and then he froze and resolutely walked towards the central prison.

Bang~Bang~

Two muffled thuds rang out behind the real prosecutor, and he paused, his throat rolling up and down.

He turned his head mechanically, and a huge Kiri Elrod man who was more than fifty meters tall was half-crouching and looking at the real prosecutor, and the black lines on his face made people feel as if this Kiri Elrod was laughing.

Yes, he's laughing.

Jeer.

Maybe it's mocking humanity's smallness, dying throes.

"Forehead ......"

A red light pierced the real prosecutor's chest.

……

The real prosecutor limped into the central prison with great difficulty against the wall, and came to the cell where Tiga was being held.

"Uh...... WhewW...... Give me some time, give me some time! ”

He gasped for air as he typed the code in front of the cell door with his blood-stained fingers, his fingers trembling, and he even mistyped the code once.

Click~

The cell door opened, and after a lapse of twelve years, the cell door opened again, and the light, accompanied by the firelight, entered the cell that had not been opened for twelve years, and there was no smell here, nothing but a stone floating in the air.

"Tiga ......"

The real prosecutor held on to the door with one hand and shouted weakly.

"Help, Tiga...... Tiga ...... Help! ”

A tear crossed his bloodless face and staggered towards the floating stone.

It's close! It's close!

He's going to touch the stone.

Wish!

Last Hope!

"Ahh

A blue flame suddenly appeared on the real prosecutor's body, this flame has no temperature, it is just flame-type energy.

"Don't think! I'm not going to let you get away with it! ”

The real prosecutor gritted his teeth, as if he was enduring something in pain.

He's going to be a Kiri Elrod.

On the way to the prison, the Kiri Elrod man he met did not kill him, but merged with him, and before long, his soul would be assimilated and become a Kiri Elrod.

He has been enduring the erosion of the Kiri Elrod people, and the Kiri Elrod people did not expect that his will would be so strong, it is clear that he is an ordinary person who knows nothing, but he can hold on to this point.

But after all, he is just an ordinary person, and coming here and in front of this big rock is already the limit.

"Don't resist! Do you really think this stone is your hope? The man of Kiri Elrod, possessed by the True Prosecutor, said, his words like the whispers of demons, full of seduction.

"Ah......h

The real prosecutor held his head, gritted his teeth, and bit out all the blood.

When he wanted to rebel against the Kiri Elrods, his body felt as if it was on fire, and when his resistance decreased, there was an incomparable pleasure in his body, and this gap made his body gradually give up resistance.

If he continues like this, he will soon be assimilated.

It's painful...... I want to give up......

Airplanes~~~

At this moment, there was a cold feeling in his eyebrows, and the pain of the burning flames in his body quickly dissipated, and he looked in the obvious direction, only to see his index and middle fingers together and facing his eyebrows.

He couldn't see the man's face clearly because of the blood loss, but he smiled reassuringly.

"Kill me, Tiga."

"Any last words?" Tiga asked.

With the appearance of a real prosecutor now, it is painful for him to live, it is better to kill him, since he himself asks for so, Diga will not refuse.

"If I die, you can avenge yourself, and after that, please save mankind."

Diga bowed his head and said, "If there is still hope for them, I will naturally go back to save them." ”

"They...... Of course we have hope, and that hope is you, Tiga, and the 'three' is sacred, and that is hope. He said firmly.

Snort!

With a flash of golden light, the True Prosecutor closed his eyes and turned into countless points of light, gradually disappearing into thin air.

Tiga grabbed one of the points of light, closed his eyes and read the information in the spot, the memory of the real prosecutor, and after a few seconds, he opened his eyes and walked out of the central prison. (To be continued.) )