Ultra Fighting Legend.

Chapter 1603 If there is no spark after this, I will be the only light ( words long chapter) (Must read)

"You still want to protect this earth? Jagger, you weren't like this before, were you?"

Under the double attack of the Alien Zeta and the Lord of Shadow, even if Gagra transformed into Heina, there was nothing he could do.

If it was just the Alien Zeta, it would be fine, and Gagra would still have the confidence that he could fight, but with the addition of the Shadow Lord, he really is no match.

But fortunately, Gagra's goal was not to win, but to delay time, so even if he was at a disadvantage he still fought. Relying on Cerebro's hatred for him, he intercepted Cerebro here and let him indulge in the pleasure of torturing himself.

And over there, Yaohui stood at the position specified in my dream. He looked up at the sky and slowly closed his eyes.

The realm of the great universe... Haruki didn't know what that was, but as long as he calmed down, he would fall into the deep sea. In that ocean, as long as he wanted, he could get it and exert his corresponding power.

So that is the realm of the macrocosm?
That kind of thing can be called the realm of the macrocosm?
Haruki couldn't be sure of this, nor did he know what the realm of the macrocosm was exactly.

The more he tried to figure this out, the more confused he became, and the more he worried about it.

Trapped in this strange cycle, Haruki even frowned with his eyes closed. It was obvious that he was not in a good mood.

Once your heart is in turmoil, it will be impossible to calm down easily.

The more I thought about it, the less answers I got, the more I chased after it, the more I cared about it, until I finally got stuck in this dead end, with no way out at all.

Yaohui frowned, sweat dripping from his forehead to his temples, his anxious mood made him frantic.

In the deep sea, the surging waves rolled up huge waves, and even the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, full of terror.

"I... I..." he gradually uttered, questioning himself, doubting himself. In this change, Yaohui felt like he was tossing and turning in this turbulent deep sea, unable to fall into it calmly as before.

The wandering body was erratic, and Haruki's state of mind showed signs of collapse.

What is the realm of the universe? Is it to love the world, to care about someone, or to become ruthless...

What kind of thing, what kind of realm...

I…

His body was trembling slightly, Yaohui was breathing heavily, and gradually showed signs of opening his eyes.

"Hmm..." But just when Yaohui was about to give up, a strange, childish voice rang in his mind, and this child's voice made him subconsciously turn around and open his eyes.

The storm in the deep sea dissipated in the blink of an eye, replaced by the gentle sunlight of the rising sun, and myself, who was falling from the blue ocean and was now in a state of free fall.

Yaohui looked up in surprise, and saw the blue ocean floating in the sky above his head, gradually moving away from him.

…What is this?
Sea of ​​Sky?
The tiny body fell onto Haruki's shoulders, and the claws used to lift Haruki's shoulders to wash him. Even though it was strenuous, he still stubbornly lifted Haruki up.

Flapping his wings, Yaohui's falling speed gradually slowed down until he landed on the ground.

Yaohui rolled over and absorbed the force of falling from the sky.

The moment he stood up again, what Yaohui saw was a huge stone statue, and it was a huge stone statue of a monster.

"This is..." Haruki looked at the stone statue and said uncertainly: "Behmonstan?"

"Hmm..." The little Bemonstan, whose height was only as high as Haruki's waist, pecked the leg of Haruki's trousers with its beak and made a sad cry.

"Are those... your parents?" Looking at the little monster beside him, who just saved him, Yaohui asked, "Why did they turn into stone statues..."

"boom!"

But before the doubts were resolved, the huge stone statue of Bemundstein was shattered to pieces, and replaced by a huge robot that Haruki had never seen before, which destroyed the statue of Bemundstein with its steel claws extended.

Yaohui was nearly hit by the rubble. He dodged it in a panic and lay on the ground, trying his best to dodge, thus avoiding becoming a corpse.

"Hey!"

Seeing the stone statues of his parents being destroyed, little Behmungsten let out a sharp cry, flapped his wings, and rushed towards the other side with his little feet.

But... the steel claws extended downward and grabbed Behmungstan's small body. Without giving it any preferential treatment, it was thrown into the glass jar behind it like livestock.

And in this glass jar, there is not only the little Bemonstein, but also many unhatched monster eggs.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Yaohui struggled to stand up from the ground, waving his arms and roaring: "It's just a small monster, it has no fighting power at all, and there are those eggs! What are you doing!"

The huge robot ignored Yaohui's voice, as if it were a truly cold monster, and silently turned and left.

"Stop shouting, it's meaningless." A man walked out from the ruins behind Yaohui. He was wearing a tattered linen robe, and the cuff of his right hand was empty. It was obvious that he was not in good condition either.

"You...that guy..." Haruki pointed at the robot that was gradually moving away behind him.

"The overlord who commands the universe is just a robot of the Interstellar Alliance." The man said in a calm tone: "Our planet is under the rule of the empire."

"What is that? It can deal with monsters..." Haruki asked excitedly.

"What else? Do you want to resist?" The man raised his head and looked at Yaohui with a look that he had long been accustomed to, even taking it for granted: "Why do you want to resist?"

"Why?" Yaohui's expression twitched severely.

"What else?" The man lifted up his robe, revealing the truth that was hidden behind it.

Looking at the stomach that had been hollowed out and even replaced with machinery, the cyberpunk-style everything that was maintaining the man's life while in motion, Haruki took a step back in horror, unable to accept it all.

"you…"

"I see you are so delicate and tender, someone will probably come to see you soon."

"What about the monsters? They..."

"They and a group of guys who claim to save the world have been touted as the most valuable commodities. The one you just saw is the Collector." The man put down his robe: "A robot that specializes in capturing these monsters and rebels and taking them as sacrifices."

"What about you? Are you a rebel too?"

"I..." Yaohui didn't know how to answer, so he chose to remain silent.

But this silence seemed to be a tacit agreement.

The swinging fist hit Haruki's stomach hard, causing him to bend over. The man who suddenly attacked was not enough and kicked out with his knee, hitting Haruki's head and knocking him to the ground.

Bending down and grabbing Haruki's ankles, the man extended his mechanical arm to guide the electric current throughout Haruki's body, forcing him to remain paralyzed.

Pulling Yaohui's feet, the man dragged him and turned around, heading towards the building in the distance.

"Are you...are you that kind of person too?" Yaohui asked with difficulty.

"of course."

"Are you willing to do this, without any resistance at all?"

“I don’t want to raise prices.”

"Have you always been like this? You..."

"We have always been like this, and we have always been like this."

"It's always been like this, right?" Yaohui roared: "If I don't resist, then there will be no hope at all, right?"

"What is hope?" he asked sincerely.

"If you don't know what hope is... I will..."

"bump!"

...

Slaves who were randomly tied up and priced, and meat hung in the market for sale, were strictly divided into different levels. The king was the king, the general was the general, the merchant was the merchant, and the slave was the slave. Each level had its own way of survival, and each level had its own way of servility.

This is what Haruki saw after he woke up, with his hands tied and chains locked in a cage.

Are human-like creatures really humans?

He saw the body of the tiny Pigmon, which had been made into a specimen and stood in front of the stage, becoming a beautiful landscape.

He saw the abnormal era of raising his hands in surrender, but being caught and having his hands chopped off, and still having to thank the executioner.

This is different from the world he thought it was.

"This is the norm in the universe." An old man lying flat in the cage said, "Such scenes are everywhere in the universe."

"Do you think the appearance of a savior and the existence of the light of salvation will be of any use?" Tapping his forehead, the old man continued, "A hundred years ago, this planet was not like this. At that time, it had not yet been ruled by the Interstellar Alliance. The planet was developing on its own, and civilization was also progressing steadily."

"But the Interstellar Alliance found this place."

"Eighty years ago, they fought and lost."

"For the next eighty years, everyone has been praying, savior of the universe, please come quickly, turn your eyes here, look at us, save us, and become our savior."

"Do you think this kind of call is useful?"

Yaohui was silent.

“So they have no hope and no hope for a savior.”

"It's more like a ridiculous legend passed down from the past."

"No... that's not some ridiculous legend! The savior really exists!" Yaohui refuted loudly: "I have seen the appearance of the savior, the savior... he..."

"What about others?" the old man asked.

"But, if we rely on the savior for everything, is this right?" Yaohui asked back: "I don't know how to put it, but isn't it ridiculous to rely on the savior?!"

"That was just a little consolation in despair." The old man raised his hand and pointed to the execution ground over there: "Look, someone else has gone up."

Haruki looked in the direction of the finger, and he saw the little Bemonstein being sent to the platform.

"What are they going to do?"

"Is there any need to ask? Divide the meat!"

Yaohui turned his head and stared at the old man with wide eyes, full of disbelief.

"Do you think I'm joking?" the old man said slowly.

...

Haruki turned his head in disbelief, and just as he turned his head, he saw a huge "well"-shaped blade falling from the sky, instantly cutting little Behmungstein into several neat pieces.

The splattered blood landed on Haruki's face, staining him.

“I want this one!”

"Give this to me!"

"Don't even think about it! You dare to snatch it from me? Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Staring at the absurd scene over there, it seemed as if something in Yaohui's eyes was extinguished, and something was ignited.

"Has this world always been like this?"

"You don't think there is hope?" the old man smacked his lips.

"The savior responded to the legend, spread the light of salvation, and brought the light of salvation to the infinite universe."

"But the light of salvation is only the light of salvation. It is a possibility, not hope." The old man stared at Yaohui's back and said solemnly: "Hope does not belong to the first generation of saviors."

"Hope... So even if there is a savior, the universe will still be the same, without changing at all?" Haruki murmured.

"The savior is great, but he is not omnipotent. He has done what he can do. He can't do anything else."

"...I understand." Taking a deep breath, Yaohui silently opened his eyes: "I don't know why I am here, but it doesn't matter anymore."

"My father said that there is a limit to what a person can do, and what he can protect is only within his ability."

"Senior Savior also said that how far a person can go depends on his ability. You must never use this excuse to convince yourself to do something for your own benefit."

"I don't dare to ask for anything, but if hope doesn't exist..." Yaohui turned around and said solemnly: "I am willing to bring hope to the entire universe!"

"Oh, hope?" The old man suddenly sneered and said, "Hope is just like a wish. It is a distant message that will never exist."

"Just like I hope the Interstellar Alliance goes to hell, you hope that little monster out there can survive!"

“Is it possible?!”

"What's the use of hope? Hope itself is a desire to impose one's own demands on others. Whether it succeeds or not has nothing to do with you or me!"

"Hope? What hope? This world is hopeless! There's no hope!"

"Hope is useless, hope is useless!!"

...

"I was captured by a guy I didn't know. When I first saw him, I felt that he was in a very miserable state. After talking to him, I learned some of his experiences."

"He regards resistance as something ridiculous and everything that happens now as normal, so he has become a part of this world."

"He asked me if I was resisting. I hesitated, and then he knocked me out and sent me here."

Haruki took a deep breath and continued.

“He takes everything for granted, but in my opinion, it’s anything but!”

"He became part of this world, blending in with it, because he never expected anything, because he took everything for granted."

"I don't think so."

"If one loses hope, then there is no hope for the person."

Yaohui closed his eyes and said slowly: "I don't know why I came here, but if everyone in this world takes all this for granted..."

"I want to be the only light in this world!"

As soon as the words fell, endless light burst out from Haruki's body. The shining and terrifying light completely tore the world apart, making Haruki disappear in the blink of an eye.

Before Haruki left, he seemed to see the old man who disappeared in the light looking at him with a smile, and finally suddenly changed his appearance and turned into a being similar to Ultraman.

...

The light of salvation trembled violently, and at the moment when the world was turned upside down, it finally triggered the induction from the source.

"The second savior... is born!" Marina stopped, turned around and flew back.

As the savior, he naturally had to go to the side of this second-generation savior as soon as possible.

Mainly, he was curious about who it was.

(End of this chapter)