I was transported by the 100-ton Wang Chuangfei and became a plasma spark spirit?

Li Qingyang looked down expressionlessly, a golden light gleaming deep in his pupils, his gaze easily piercing through the thin clouds.

as predicted.

As far as the eye could see, there were endless monsters, falling densely from countless dark purple spatial vortexes in the sky, like a torrential downpour of ugly chunks of flesh.

In the very center of that sea of ​​monsters, a giant of light—silver, red, and purple—that he recognized all too well, was being besieged...

"Tiga?!"

Li Qingyang recognized the classic color scheme at a glance, and then, seeing the overwhelming array of monsters that seemed to be sold wholesale for free, he instantly understood.

It was that bastard Dark Shadow Mage causing trouble again!

How come he's running around causing trouble all over time? He's even more elusive than a rat in a sewer gutter!

Seeing Tiga struggling amidst the monsters, with the color timer on his chest flashing like a police car going on a rave, Li Qingyang instinctively wanted to reach out and transform.

We absolutely have to help!

However, just as he was about to channel the last of Zoffy's Light within him, the battle below suddenly changed.

"boom--!!!"

A crimson figure suddenly burst out from the horde of monsters!

Tiga switched to his super-powerful form, his muscles bulging. Facing the charging Super Beast Bakushim, he was completely unreasonable. His fist, as big as a million tons, seemed to carry the force of one, two, three punches!

Three heavy punches landed squarely on the chest of the super beast Baksim, causing the hard flesh to visibly dent and crack. Finally, with a muffled explosion, the entire upper body was blown apart by the terrifying brute force!

"???"

Watching helplessly as Power Type Tiga smashed Bakshim with three punches, then, like a rugby player, he used his shoulder to knock away two monsters, forcefully breaking free from the horde of beasts. In a flash, he transformed into his blue-purple Sky Type, instantly soaring into the sky and, with ghostly speed, wreaking havoc on the aerial battlefield.

Holy crap?!

Is it that powerful?!

Which era's Ultraman Tiga are you referring to?

The one who returned after the Dark Holy War?

No... wait, this isn't Shining Tiga either.

Hmm? This is...

Li Qingyang's gaze was fixed on Tiga, the golden light in his pupils growing ever brighter.

He saw that, in addition to his own light, Tiga was surrounded by a kind of light... very faint, but definitely present, originating from the outside.

Tracing back to the source... Holy crap, it's humans!

This is the ray of hope for humanity?!

Why isn't Tiga shining? The amount is wrong too!

Could it be... Shining Tiga? The form that could crush the second generation of Kirieloid?

That's probably it.

No wonder it's so brave; after all, it's a Shining Sprite.

With many guesses in mind, Li Qingyang stopped his urge to transform.

Zoffy's Light is almost gone; it can't be wasted. It must be used wisely.

His consciousness sank into his body, wanting to confirm the last remaining amount.

Then, Li Qingyang froze completely.

"???"

What did he see?

The endless ocean of golden light remained as calm and warm as ever.

Within this boundless golden light, three 'uninvited guests' appeared without anyone noticing.

Within the sea of ​​light, three orbs of light of different colors floated silently.

The earth's red is fiery and profound.

The blue of the ocean is deep and vast.

The silver of the sky is pure and ethereal.

Three new beams of light floated in the center of the ocean of light, clearly distinct from one another, yet subtly resonating with each other...

The Light of Earth?!

Li Qingyang's brain went blank for a moment.

Wasn't it supposed to be shot out by the little ghost girl as a signal to guide them?!

How did they get inside my body?!

Could it have been slipped in by a little ghost girl?!

Wait, where did that person's light go?

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that beside the tricolor light, the once dazzling ribbon of light, now dimmed and shrank into a barely perceptible point of light.

Compared to the three new tenants, it was like a firefly compared to the bright moon—pitifully small...

Damn, this contrast is too stark! There's only so little left, will it even be able to transform successfully? Holy crap, don't let it shut down halfway through!

Forget it.

The situation is urgent right now; this is not the time to study this.

The most urgent task is to find that cowardly Shadow Mage.

According to the little ghost girl's previous statement, the Earth's light she created cannot yet be used by him to shout "Gaia" or "Agul," because he doesn't have that ability; she doesn't know how to create light capable of transforming into Ultraman...

Sigh, she really should go to the Gaia world and have the Earth spirits there give her a home-based Ultraman-making tutorial...

Getting back to the main point, since these Earth lights can't become a massive source of damage for the time being, we still need to rely on the remaining tiny bit of Zoffy's light to use the righteous Ultraman to ambush and kill the Dark Shadow Mage.

Having made up his mind, the brilliant golden light deep within Li Qingyang's pupils shone even brighter, his gaze seemingly piercing through the barriers of space, carefully scanning back and forth among dozens or even hundreds of dark purple spatial vortexes.

He refused to believe that with such a grand spectacle, that cowardly toad who liked to hide behind the scenes and watch the show wouldn't reveal the slightest clue!

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Gulp... 5.1K, burned out (collapses)...

4.2 + 5.1 = 9.3, damn it, it's not even 10,000 yet (tears welling up)...

(Setting out bowls)

Main text: Chapter 102 Zoffy saves the day, Zoffy disperses

"Commander! These guys' skin is too tough! Our shots are like tickling them!"

Inside the cockpit of the Victory Flying Swallow No. 1, Horii looked out the porthole at the overwhelming, bizarre monsters that filled the sky, and felt a chill run down his spine.

Each beam of high-heat laser accurately struck the monster that was passing by, but could only cause a few insignificant sparks to fly on its rough skin.

"Calm down, Horii! Don't let the scene before you cloud your judgment! These monsters' target is Ultraman Tiga!"

Vice Captain Zongfang gripped the control stick tightly, his expression extremely solemn, as he piloted the fighter jet, performing a series of thrilling evasive maneuvers through the gaps between the monsters.

"The situation is clear now. They are like war machines programmed with a single command, which is why they are ignoring our attacks. Their main target is Tiga, while the newly emerged monsters are targeting civilians!"

Zong Fang jerked the control stick, and the fighter jet suddenly climbed, narrowly dodging the sharp claws of a monster.

"We must go and draw their attention to them, buy time for the ground troops, and cover the evacuation of the civilians!"

"understand!"

Horii responded and quickly adjusted his firing angle, locking onto a new batch of monsters emerging from the vortex above the distant city.

The Victory Flying Swallow No. 1 aircraft drew a swift and graceful arc in the air, tilted its fuselage, changed direction, and spewed out a hot and dazzling tail flame from its tail engine, like a yellow meteor streaking across the sky, heading headlong into the ominous spatial vortex above Tokyo!

Below, the piercing sirens and screams of the crowd mingled together as countless citizens poured out of the buildings and rushed in terror toward the shelters.

Above them, one ferocious monster after another emerged from the vortex, greedily surveying the city that was about to be engulfed in flames.

"Fire!"

Zong Fang gave the order.

The laser cannons on both sides of the Victory Flying Swallow No. 1 machine flashed with light, and several green beams accurately bombarded the monsters that had just emerged from the vortex.

"Roar--!"

Although the explosion's flames failed to cause any real damage, the provocative intent was unmistakable, ultimately attracting the monster's attention.

The monsters abandoned their gazes at the ground and instead fixed their bloodshot eyes on the yellow iron bird in the air.

The next second, several beams of light, radiating a destructive aura and trailing long contrails, shot towards the Victory Swallow No. 1 from different directions and angles.

"It worked! They were indeed under control! Commander, your judgment was absolutely correct! They're only targeting Ultraman Tiga over there, and only targeting us humans over here!" Horii's voice carried a hint of joy.

"Don't let your guard down! The battle has only just begun!" Zong Fang's expression remained tense as he maneuvered his fighter jet amidst the encirclement of several monsters. The laser cannon fire never stopped, pouring down like a continuous rain of light.

They successfully drew the full attention of the first wave of monsters above the city, buying precious seconds for the people running below.

However, the spatial vortex continues to spew out new monsters, and their numbers are only increasing.

Like a small boat in a stormy sea, Victory Flying Swallow Unit 1 weaves through dense barrages and the claws and tails of monsters, always in danger of being swallowed up.

While the two were focused on dodging and counterattacking, neither of them noticed that a new spatial vortex quietly unfolded to their left rear, and a monster resembling a giant bird silently poked its head out.

The tip of the yellow-green unicorn suddenly shone with a dazzling light.

"boom--!"

The speed was too fast, the distance was too close, and the sneak attack was far too insidious!

A destructive beam shot out without warning, hitting the left wing of the Victory Swallow No. 1 aircraft directly. The violent explosion instantly shattered the wing!

An irresistible force surged forth, causing the machine to suddenly lose its balance. All the instruments on the control panel instantly turned red, billowing thick smoke and blinding sparks. The machine began to spiral downwards uncontrollably!

"Aaaaaah—!"

Inside the cabin, red lights flashed and the piercing alarm almost tore at our eardrums.

Amidst the violent jolts and spinning, Horii caught a glimpse of the culprit through the porthole and couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Oh no, it's that big bird again!"

"Hold on!!"

Zongfang roared and frantically pulled the control stick, trying to bring the out-of-control machine under control.

But the fighter jet, having lost one wing, completely lost its balance. billowing black smoke, it spiraled uncontrollably toward the city buildings below, like a kite with a broken string.

"No, parachute! Horii! Parachute now!" Despite the violent tremors, Munakata roared as he grabbed the handle of the ejection device, then felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

No...no pop-up appeared!?

"No! Commander! The parachute system has malfunctioned! I can't eject! Aaaaaah!"

Horii's voice was filled with a desperate lament.

On the ground, citizens who had run out of the buildings looked up in horror at the burning, crashing fighter jet, their pupils reflecting an ever-growing shadow of death.

It’s over.

This was the thought that flashed through Munakata's and Horii's minds at the same time.

However, just moments before the Victory Flying Swallow No. 1 aircraft was about to crash into the building.

High in the sky, the night sky, which was filled with countless dark purple vortexes and was filthy, was suddenly torn apart without warning by a towering silver-white beam of light!

So pure, so intense, it was like a silver-white pillar of light from the very beginning of the universe, seemingly purifying the entire sky, so dazzling that no one could look directly at it.

The next instant, a streak of silver and red light burst forth from the pillar of light, arriving in an instant at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye!

"boom--!"

What arrived late was not a heavy impact, but a thunderous sonic boom as the air was pushed to its limit.

The out-of-control Victory Flying Swallow No. 1 aircraft was steadily supported by a huge silver hand that emerged from the light at a height of less than 100 meters above the ground.

As the light slowly faded, a towering figure in silver and red hovered in mid-air, clearly visible to all the survivors on the ground.