Ultraman in Florence, Severn in Jeju Island, Jack in London, Ace in Akihabara, Leo in Yekaterinburg, Dinah in Mecca, and Gauss in São Paulo, at the same time to fight with the zombie puppet and successfully suppress the opponent, the huge battle is in full swing around the world, leaving Beijing still dead silent under the majesty of the zombie king.

Qingwei walked into the underground civil air defense area with palpitations, and the refugees hugged each other, crowding the venue, all of them looking frightened or sad or numb, and could not see a ray of sunlight. Qingwei's mood was also depressed, she hadn't been so coopy for a long time, an old-timer who had witnessed the collapse of dimensions, the end of the world, and the destruction of the universe, but now she didn't know how to soothe the hearts of the affected people. She seems to have left, she doesn't even have the strength to speak, she is bitter in her heart, but she doesn't say it.

"Is Wang Yao reliable? That kind of wine seems to really work, but how much worse is the quality of what I make and what Xiaoye makes? Qingwei pondered, sighed, and sat quietly on the homeless man's mat beside her. There are still candles lit underground, but it's really black, and you can't even see the road clearly.

The kind of thing that Wang Yao regarded as "soul wine" was actually a gift from a Daoist Paradise cadre who was a witch maiden in the Supreme Universe a few months ago, and the original bottle was also packaged like this. The shrine maiden has spiritual powers since she was a child, and in the old world, she married an architect who was three years younger than herself, and later became involved in the ultimate game with her husband and cleared the level, becoming an enlightened person and participating in the war of the end times. At that time, the witch wanted to exchange this bottle of so-called psychic and even miraculous "chewing wine" so that her husband could work in the paradise of the enlightened, and teach Arico how to make this wine, but Eriko did not accept the bribe, but still sent her husband to a planet beyond the galaxy to plan the construction of a new city, and in return, Eriko gave the shrine maiden the "Orb Ring" and a few cards. After this incident, Ellico was always skeptical of the efficacy of this wine.

"Don't make a fuss. They are all elders who come and go. Xia Yi drank a glass of "chewing wine" made by Ellico, and was embarrassed on the spot, looking disgusted but helpless with Erico.

"Well, Xiaoyi, how do you feel about tasting my own chewing wine?" Like a naughty little girl, Erike blinked her eyes and approached Xia Yi.

Xia Yi glanced at him: "Well, drink your saliva, how many flavors do you have with me?" I'm a man with a wife and children, so I can't kiss you indirectly......"

"Xiaoyi, don't be so affectionate, why did you forcibly kiss me in the first place, have you forgotten?"

"Uh...... I used to be young and ignorant...... Forget it...... I took it. Really, after all these years, it's still so naughty. Xia Yi couldn't help Ellike, and in the face of her teasing, he simply accepted it all.

Looking back on the past, Qingwei felt that it was meaningless, that kind of "chewing wine" was something dedicated to the gods, but in Erico's heart, Xia Yi was the god of the new world, and there was nothing wrong with letting Xia Yi taste chewing wine. Later, when she found the shrine maiden again, the shrine maiden revealed that the witch's physique was not obtained in the ultimate world, and she was a shrine shrine maiden in the old world at the earliest, but her hometown was destroyed by a meteorite when she was seventeen years old.

"Well, forget it. Metaphysics is inherently unreliable, and without the ultimate world, the power of idealism will not be established. There is no God in the new world, and we ourselves are our own gods. Xiao Yi said so when he slaughtered the fire god Zhu Rong...... Xiaoyi, it would be nice if you were by my side, my staff officer doesn't have a captain, so I can't shine after all. ”

Qingwei's emotion and longing, recalling the bits and pieces of the past, couldn't help but have crystal tears in the corners of her eyes, although it was a very inconspicuous one, but she couldn't help but feel annoyed. It's been a long time since she's been so helpless, and she's at a loss to take a monster that couldn't even survive in the novice village at the beginning. The higher you climb, the worse you fall, it is precisely because you are accustomed to the power of reaching the peak that you will be more helpless than ordinary people when the tiger falls in Pingyang, people can be ordinary, but God can't, once God is as ordinary as people, he will inevitably go crazy and collapse.

I couldn't help but look up, and the dim candle flame was shining in front of me, and it was several children in tattered clothes sitting around, hugging each other for warmth, and one of the children was still clutching something tightly in his hand.

Qingwei subconsciously went up, but saw that the little boy was holding a doll of "Ultraman Tiga" in his hand, but the appearance was shoddy, and it looked like a copycat. However, Qingwei still remembered something, and after recovering a little spirit, she coaxed the children and said, "Children, can my sister ask you, what are you holding in your hands?" ”

"Ultraman Tiga." The little boy received it with certainty, and his eyes were full of longing.

"Sister, sister, don't you even know Tiga? That ...... on TV"

"Yes, yes, sister, don't you have a childhood?"

A few children gossiped, but Qingwei felt a little relieved: "Well, my sister knows." So children, do you believe that there is Ultraman in this world? ”

"Believe it!" Several children answered in unison, and no one hesitated.

Looking at these innocent little faces, Qingwei laughed: "In this case, as long as everyone never gives up, then our hearts will definitely be able to convey to the heroes." To tell you the truth, back then, my sister and I became a light, fought with Tiga, and defeated Gatanjee. Maybe that year, everyone became a light, and I think you can too. ”

"Wow, my sister is so amazing." Several children cast admiring glances at Qingwei without thinking.

Qingwei smiled and patted the heads of several children: "Now the evil zombie king is destroying everyone's town outside, now, connect your hearts and pass your hearts to the Ultra warriors, we must not give up......"

"That's right!" I don't know which young man took the lead in shouting, and a row of young men and women in the back stood up one after another and gathered towards Qingwei. At this moment, Qingwei seemed to see the faint but rekindled light of hope from them.

"That was my lost youth, that year, I watched the complete works of Tiga with my roommates in my dorm room all night......"

"I've watched the 'Super Ultra Eight Brothers' and I'm moved to death. Tiga is my god! ”

"Ultraman is my childhood idol, especially Tiga, the only Ultraman I've seen in its entirety."

"I remember, in the Ultraman Tiga finale that year, I was in front of the TV, and I fought ......with Tiga as if I had turned into light."

"Yes, that year, I also became a light. Let's cheer for our Tiga again! ”

All the young people who grew up with Tiga, the hero in their memories woke up in a desperate situation, the undefeated brave, the hero who would get back up no matter how many times he was knocked down, full of confidence and looking forward to tomorrow. Some of them are in high school, college, some have already worked, and some are even parents, but they all have a common memory, that is, Ultraman Tiga!

All the young men and women, all the hearts of the people, held hands, gathered in a circle in the place where the candles were flickering, like a church ceremony, and sang the song so familiar that it brought tears to everyone's eyes: "Just as the sun pierces through the night, and the dawn quietly pierces the sky, whose figure shuttles through the reincarnation...... A new storm has appeared, how can you stand still, travel through time and space, do your best, I will come to you......"

Qingwei's heart also danced wildly, she couldn't imagine that there were so many people here who had such deep feelings for Diga. Maybe one day in the future, we are gradually lost in the world, and we have long forgotten our original dreams, those heroes who seem unrealistic in our childhood but look forward to the arrival every day, until a certain moment, when we finally think about it, but tears are raining down.

The city was ruined, full of ruins, and there were no intact houses on the streets, but there was a temple that showed no signs of destruction after the zombie king swept it, and the Christian church was all turned into mud, but the outside of the big temple was blocked by a burst of golden Buddha light while the black fog of the zombie king swept over.

"It's so dangerous...... A few spirit runes were scattered and withdrawn, and Lu Nianqing sighed with palpitations.

"There is no way, the Taoist temple has been destroyed, only this Buddhist temple has not suffered." Lin Zhengde came from behind, he shook off his dusty robe, and came behind Lu Nianqing.

"The legendary and unpredictable zombie king has been resurrected, and I admit that General Guo was sold by me, but I can't help myself." Lu Nianqing shook his head helplessly, "Uncle Shi in San Francisco said that you have to use magic to deal with magic, Uncle Shi can subdue demons, but I can't subdue the zombie king, I'm so unwilling......"

The abbot of the temple came with the only five or six monks who remained, most of them fled, and no one in the temple came, because no one knew that this temple was far safer than the air-raid shelter, and the monks who were so firm in their faith that they continued to stay here had some Taoism, and although the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism were different, they could reach a consensus on exorcism and demon subjugation, so there was nothing wrong with Lu Nianqing and Lin Zhengde cooperating with these monks.

At this time, the tears turned in in a daze, she just saw the light here, so she looked for it, but she didn't want to step into the temple, and the first feeling was a burst of freshness. The temple was not invaded by the evil aura of the zombie king, several monks tried their best to form the Buddha's light, and with the blessings of Lu Nianqing and Lin Zhengde's Taoism, this temple barely resisted the invasion of the zombie king for the time being. However, the spiritual power of human beings is limited after all, and it is impossible to rely on human mana to permanently immunize the zombie king, and their mana will last for another hour at most. The dark power of the Zombie King really broke through the sky, and with these few people, it was impossible to subdue it.

"Excuse me......" Tears looked blankly, "May I come in?" ”

"Amitabha, female benefactor, please come in." The abbot sat in the middle of the courtyard, and while plucking the rosary and chanting the sutra, he motioned for tears to go to the Mahavira Hall.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Lu Nianqing sat paralyzed beside the golden statue of Sakyamuni Buddha, and the golden rays of the Buddha statue seemed to be the last ray of light in the capital. He sighed: "If we can't do anything, it's only a matter of time before the Zombie King destroys everything." ”

"What can I do?" Lin Zhengde could only stare dryly, "The person who operates the zombie king behind his back is far above you and me." Even if my father Lin Zhengying comes back to life, plus your uncle who calls himself 'Dad', I'm afraid he won't be able to return to heaven. ”