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Keep it up, young man.
After the old man finished speaking, he silently left the room.
Same as the first time.
Li Xiang clenched his fist, ignoring the stinging pain from the bandaged wound on his hand, and rushed out of the house in one stride.
However, the scenery this time is different from the previous ones.
The outside world is no longer a battlefield filled with the smoke of gunpowder.
...but rather, a factory filled with screams and cries.
"What...what is this...?"
Li Xiang saw countless creatures that looked very similar to humans being continuously sent into the factory workshop, and when they finally came out, they had turned into monsters.
Biological weapons!
Men, women, and children.
All sorts of humans are sent into the workshop and transformed into biological weapons, becoming monstrous creatures.
To become a non-human being.
There was another figure moving through the factory—Mefilas!
He was the one who enslaved the people of this planet—the Vilantis—and used them as raw materials to produce monsters.
Meanwhile, Mefilas was inspecting his properties.
To him, life on this planet was nothing more than biological resources.
Li Xiang wanted to transform to stop Mefilas and save the people here, but before he could act, the sky was once again shrouded in darkness.
—It's Zhiton again!
"Life on this planet is the perfect raw material for biological weapons, Mefilas. Your black market is causing chaos in the universe, so I am going to clean this place up."
"Oh dear, we've been discovered after all. Oh well, I've already made my money back. Go ahead and destroy this place if you want."
After saying that, Mefilas activated the teleportation device and ran away.
Zetton, on the other hand, launched another fireball.
Li Xiang hurled the spark prism and roared.
"The people of this planet are victims too. How could they possibly want to become monsters? What right do you have to destroy them!"
"Diga!!!"
Tiga reappeared, flew into the sky, and crashed into the fireball.
As always, the world was destroyed.
Ultraman Tiga couldn't save the world...
Li Xiang woke up in bed again.
This time, without waiting for the old man to urge him, he forced his trembling body, which was trembling from the feeling of death, to go outside again.
This time, before he could even clearly see what kind of world it was, he pulled out the Spark Prism, transformed into Ultraman Tiga, and flew into the sky.
Then, the fireball struck, as always.
I woke up again, rushed out again, and transformed again.
This time, which beautiful world will be destroyed because of arrogance?
This time, how many brilliant lives were reduced to nothingness under the indifferent fireball?
Now, can you feel it for yourself?
This resentment, the resentment of countless lives destroyed by arrogance.
10 times, 100 times, 1000 times...
Li Xiang simply repeats the process of waking up, transforming, and dying.
He was almost numb, numb to death, and had lost all reverence for life.
Li Xiang died hundreds or thousands of times, so how many civilizations were destroyed?
How many innocent people have been lured into the trap of so-called "universal peace" and become its victims?
Li Xiang collapsed to the ground, his body utterly exhausted from hundreds and thousands of deaths.
He seems to have just fallen asleep.
"so tired……"
"...I think it's okay to just fall asleep like this."
"How could I possibly... save them all by myself..."
But the moment this thought arose, Li Xiang's heart trembled.
A child's figure appeared in front of him.
Exhausted, Li Xiang raised his head and looked at the child.
It was a child wearing a loose-fitting white uniform with the word "GUTS" on his chest.
The child's face was still very childish, and the clothes he was wearing looked like they were from a cheap department store. In his hand, he was holding a spark prism.
That was Li Xiang when he was a child.
That was Li Xiang's original wish.
"Stand up, make a sound."
Xiao Lixiang handed the spark prism to Lixiang.
"Ahhhh!"
Li Xiang grasped the Spark Prism once more, and Tiga's weary body shakily rose from the ground once more!
Tiga's color timer is flashing wildly, symbolizing that Tiga has reached the brink of collapse.
And Tiga, without hesitation, charged towards Zetton in the sky... Hyper Zetton!
The singularity collapse fireball has formed, and endless destruction has arrived.
Ultraman Tiga.
Let's create another miracle.
Let's save innocent lives!
Tiga resolutely crashed into the collapsing fireball of the singularity.
The body begins to dissipate, and the will and soul are extinguished.
Ultraman, if you keep going like this, you'll die.
It's okay. Even if it means dying, we should save more lives.
"Ultraman!"
A voice came... no, countless voices came!
"If you truly love life and want to save everything, please don't give up again!"
That was the sound of those lives that were destroyed.
It is the voice of those tiny but brilliant lives that have always looked forward to the future.
Then, there were countless stars.
Those lives that had perished transformed into golden stars, which gradually rose and flew to Ultraman Tiga's side.
The stars intertwined and clung to Tiga.
And Tiga can also see that unique life in each of those stars.
"Go for it, Ultraman Tiga!"
"Even though we are already dead, you must save other lives."
"Please, you must shatter our resentment."
"Because we... also love this world!"
Countless stars clung to Tiga's body, making him shine.
"I heard your voices!"
Then, Tiga transformed into a golden meteor, carrying starlight, shattering the singularity's collapsing fireball, and rushed towards Hyperion.
"I will use this light to protect all of this."
"This is the mission that the light has given me."
"So how can we stop here?!"
The singularity collapse fireball exploded like a bubble upon contact with Tiga.
But such an explosion did not cause any damage; the aftershocks simply turned into golden sparks, blooming into beautiful fireworks in the universe.
Tiga, advancing with starlight, advancing with infinite life.
ULTRAMAN TIGA·STAR
Ultraman Tiga Starshine.
Chapter 119 In infinite possibilities, life continues, and destruction will never come again.
In the universe, humans and countless aliens shine their light upon Zoffy and Ultraman.
The Gigaspecium and M87 beams destroyed Hyperzite, but it quickly began to regenerate and recover.
A struggle between hope and despair.
Resentment and strife cannot be erased; can hatred truly never be washed away?
Hatred cannot be easily washed away.