Ultraman: Invincible from Saving Tiga

In an instant, the red ball burst forth with an unprecedented brilliance.

Meanwhile, all over the world.

At the same time, giant screens in countless cities—New York's Times Square, the Eiffel Tower in Paris, and the Shibuya intersection in Tokyo—all lit up simultaneously!

At this moment, all electronic devices, televisions, and large screens that had been turned off around the world miraculously restarted.

On the screen appeared the hellish scene of Yokohama Port.

The endless darkness, the cold stone statue, and the red, silver, and purple figure that had just rushed into the darkness and was fighting alone.

It was that solitary figure of light, battling against the endless tentacles of darkness.

People all over the world have witnessed the truth of this world-ending event, plunging them into unprecedented panic and chaos.

I wanted to say something, but Nanase Risa pushed me away.

She seemed to have made a firm decision, her face filled with endless sorrow, yet also with a sacred resolve. She slowly stepped forward, her voice, transmitted clearly through the small device and the SkyNet system, reaching every corner of the world.

Her voice was ethereal yet penetrating, causing everyone who was gripped by panic to subconsciously quiet down.

"Fellow countrymen, listen to me, time is running out."

"What lies before you is all that humanity, as a race and civilization, has survived in the darkness!"

And there are also heroes of light, fighting desperately against the darkness.

"Our footsteps have traversed galaxies, and our future was once filled with glory."

"But we failed in the invasion of the evil god Gatanothor, and humanity is heading towards extinction."

Around the world, countless people listened to these words and watched the apocalyptic scenes on their screens, bowing their heads in despair.

Even the legendary Ultraman on the screen have turned to stone, and even the last giant of light is being mercilessly swallowed by darkness. What can they do?

"but!"

However, Risa's tone became more spirited the next second.

"I believe that humanity will absolutely not perish!"

"Because we are fighting for the same belief:"

"I firmly believe that humanity will not end here!"

"I firmly believe that humanity can unite as one based on the same beliefs!"

"I firmly believe that humanity can create a great and powerful civilization!"

Her voice, like thunder, resounded in everyone's heart.

As she spoke, in an American home, a man who had been weeping while holding his wife slowly raised his head, wiped away his tears, and clenched his fists.

A doctor who was staying at the hospital to look after his family raised his bloodshot eyes.

A child crying in a shelter is held in his mother's arms, his tears stop, and he looks at the screen.

From one person, to a group of people, and then to the whole world.

Countless people stood up again at this moment.

Risa's voice became increasingly sacred.

"Hands are an extension of the heart. Please hold the hands of those around you and pass on your heart and will to everyone around you!"

"Does everyone still have the hope to live? Do they still have expectations for the future? If everyone's hearts are united and they understand each other, then miracles will surely happen!"

Risa Nanase's tone became incredibly sacred at the end.

"Because we humans can also become light!"

She watched the giant figure on the screen, its light growing dimmer as it was relentlessly attacked by endless tentacles.

"Please, everyone, call its name and give it our strength; it needs us too."

Its name is...

"Ultraman Tiga."

On the port, a boy who had just been pulled from the ruins stared blankly at the screen, at the giant of light that was knocked down again and again, and then got up again and again. He subconsciously uttered the name.

"Ultraman Tiga..."

In Iceland, in a small town shrouded in darkness, a blonde little girl stands by the window, watching the sacred speech on her phone screen. She clutches her Ultraman toy tightly and whispers its name.

"Ultraman Tiga..."

The sound was like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples.

"Ultraman Tiga!"

"Ultraman Tiga!"

Like an echo, one, two, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands...

From one city, to one country, and then to the entire planet.

Like an echo, one sound after another, one after another.

From every corner of the city, from every piece of land in the country, from every continent.

People of countless languages, skin colors, and identities are all calling out the same name at this moment.

"TIGA!"

"Diga!"

"ティガ!"

The voices of humanity converge into an invisible torrent.

Faint rays of light, belonging to human will, emanated from their bodies.

These rays of light converged into streams, the streams converged into rivers, and the rivers converged into a boundless, golden ocean of light.

This ocean, breaking through the barrier of the black mist and traversing the distance of time and space, surged toward that deepest, most desperate battlefield.

In order to bring the voice of humanity to that warrior of light who is struggling to hold on!

I really need to sleep now. Sorry, I can't stop myself. I thought I could finish writing, but after thinking about it for a bit, I realized it would be at least 4 AM by the time I finished. Bye!

Chapter 215 Warriors Born from a Golden Miracle!

In that absolute darkness from which even light could not escape, the battle could no longer be called a battle; it was more like a confrontation between despair and will.

Even the slightest lapse in vigilance will drag you into an inescapable abyss of darkness.

With each punch and kick from Tiga, he could precisely tear open the carapace of the resentful Gatanothor, which was strong enough to withstand any level of attack. But the next second, more tentacles and giant pincers would surge in from all directions, engulfing him.

He could feel his physical strength being rapidly depleted, and the energy core in his chest was glowing as faintly as a candle flickering in the wind.

"Roar!"

Lin Yu let out a roar. Seizing a momentary opening, he gathered all the remaining strength in his arms and delivered a powerful chop to the head of a Gatanothor in front of him.

"Crack!"

The massive outer shell shattered with a crash, revealing the writhing, viscous, foul-smelling flesh and blood inside.

It's now!

Just as Lin Yu was about to activate the Zepelion Ray to completely purify it, his superhuman Ultra Vision pierced through the flesh and blood, allowing him to see what was inside.

His movements suddenly froze.

That's not just flesh and blood.

Inside that blood vessel-like tissue, he saw miniature structures resembling airplane runways.

Deeper in, he saw the silhouette of the city, the rows of high-rise buildings, and the orderly streets.

He even saw countless tiny figures, finer than cilia, sitting quietly in the classroom-like building, as if they were attending class.

He saw children playing in the square, traffic jams on the overpass, and a complete yet lifeless civilization, sealed within the flesh and blood of this monster.

There are countless such scenes within the body of this Gatanothor.

They are not merely the embodiment of resentment.

These are civilization itself.

They were civilizations that were alive, yet already dead. They carried the echoes of an entire planet, transforming into this hideous form.

Lin Yu's heart sank little by little.

He understood instantly.

Why are they immortal?

Because they are not simply individuals; they are "remembered".

As long as that destroyed civilization and that tragic history still exist in some corner of the universe, as long as this resentment has not been completely quelled, they will be reborn infinitely in the darkness.

How exactly can we defeat it?

What kind of sorrow and despair must it be to eventually turn into a monster where even death is a luxury?

With just a moment's hesitation and pity, the endless darkness seized the opportunity.

Hundreds and thousands of tentacles, like a flood that has found an outlet, crashed down, completely crushing Tiga's body and pressing him firmly into the churning, dark swamp below.

Cold, sticky, and desperate.

It was as if it wanted to devour his soul as well.

Are we nearing our limit?

Lin Yu's body struggled violently in the darkness. The fluctuations of the spacetime on his body became increasingly chaotic and intense due to the wavering of his will, almost bursting out from within.

But just as this boundless darkness was about to completely engulf the last glimmer of light,

A sliver of light, without warning, pierced through the thick darkness that could devour stars, and landed precisely on Tiga's forehead.

The light was faint, yet incredibly warm and pure.

"hold head high--!"

The surrounding Gatanothors, filled with resentment, seemed to have seen the most detestable thing in the world. They let out cries full of pain and hatred, instinctively retreating and daring not to approach that ray of light even a little bit more.

Then came the second and third strands.

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, billions of rays of light, like a meteor shower piercing the eternal night, tore open this chaotic realm, converging from all directions, and finally, like rivers flowing into the sea, all poured into Tiga's body.

Lin Yu was deeply moved by all of this.

Each of these rays of light contains a tiny yet incredibly unwavering will.

That was the purest goodwill and hope from all of humanity.

He had already made his final plans.

The reason he rushed into the deepest part of this darkness without hesitation was that he was prepared to detonate his already unstable spacetime at the last moment, and with the help of the chaotic dimensional storm on the outer layer of this world, turn everything here, including himself, into a chaotic void.

This was the only way he could think of to completely eliminate these monsters.

Although he would pay with his life for it, it was his responsibility as the "Giant of Light".

However, when the endless light poured into his body, and when he felt the selfless trust and expectation contained in each ray of light, he suddenly smiled.

It was a heartfelt sense of relief, as if all burdens had been lifted.

He saw the voices from the outside world, the roars of everyone. He realized that true kindness needs no reason or explanation.

If it's the right thing to do, it's worth doing.

Anyone who needs help deserves to be helped.

This is it, this is the true radiance!!

Warmth, a dazzling power that embraces all things.

Lin Yu opened his heart, no longer resisting or doubting. He welcomed every inch of light that flowed into his body, letting the warm torrent completely engulf him.

Your hope.

Your trust.