The legend of Tiga

Chapter 2286 Disdain
"Flowers, trees, sky, breeze, clouds, sun."

A light, ethereal voice came from a great distance, echoing through the corridor before finally reaching my ears.

Profound and lingering!
It sounded like singing, or perhaps like weeping.

Such ethereal beauty and melodious grace should have been pleasing to the ear, but when it reached Agamus's ears, it evoked only extreme sorrow and pain.

Each word was like a heavy hammer blow, striking Agamus's heart with a pain as if pierced by needles or cut by knives.

Because of this sound.
"Leyllan!!!"

Agamus spoke tremulously, tears streaming down his face as soon as he uttered the words.

He knew it was a dream, because he had returned to this place countless times.

Walk forward, turn left, and you'll reach the third room. It was there that he lost the love of his life forever; it was there that her body gradually lost its warmth, becoming cold and stiff; it was there that he lost his home and his happiness.
Countless times, he followed the calling voice, running wildly, wanting to see Leililan again, even if it was just a dream, even if it was all for naught, as long as he could see her again.

But every time he followed the sound and ran to the front, he saw the most desperate situation: Leililan lay motionless, and then disappeared as quickly as a grain of sand in the wind. No matter how fast he ran or how fast he pounced on her, she would vanish without a trace before he could even touch her. He would wake up in grief, and even if he forced himself to fall asleep immediately, he could never return to this place.

Every return here brings excruciating heartbreak and pain, yet every night I long to return, to see Leililan again, even if it means enduring the agonizing pain of witnessing my beloved vanish into thin air time and time again.
I just want to see her, even if it's just for a glance, even if it's just for a second.
I also want to see her.

My heart is trembling, my hands are shaking!

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Drops of steaming water fell from a great height, shattering into pieces and turning into puddles. But before they could even take a good look at the world, they were trampled underfoot by a giant foot.

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The light footsteps, in the deathly silent corridor, made such a loud sound, like a heavy hammer striking a drum, striking hard and loudly, echoing in the corridor, unwilling to dissipate for a long time.

I'm getting closer. With every step I take, I'm a little closer to seeing her.

But the pace slowed down, and it even hesitated to put down its feet or move forward.

Because the closer you are to her, the closer you are to waking up.

The moment I reunited with her was the moment I woke up.

Longing compels Agamus to move forward, yet longing also makes him reluctant to do so.

but
"Rainbow, ocean, beach, forest, pebbles."

Leililan's voice still echoed in my ears, repeating the words they had learned together in broken Earth language.

Each sound made Agamus's heart tremble, and he couldn't help but want to move forward and see Leililan immediately, but the sound also made him stop in his tracks, just to hear a few more sounds.

Because he was afraid—afraid that it would be a very long time before he could 'return' to this place again—and even more afraid that he would forget what Leililan's voice sounded like.
But even if the steps are slow, they will eventually reach the front. Why is the distance so short?
The room was right in front of them, the door wide open, not closed at all, as if it were waiting for someone.

"Leylie Lan!"

Amidst trembling sobs, that familiar figure came into Agamus's view, lying there quietly, its face as serene and natural as if asleep, without a trace of ferocity.

Then, this beautiful moment vanished in an instant, right before his eyes, under his gaze, without giving him even a moment to linger.

First she, then the room, and then the whole world collapsed. The cracking floor beneath his feet caused Agamus to plummet into a dark abyss, and then he awoke abruptly amidst the intense sensation of falling.

call!call!call!
Agamus sat up abruptly in bed, panting heavily, his body drenched in sweat. Beads of sweat streamed down his face, and the gusts of cold air from the air conditioner quickly cooled them, making them icy cold and bringing a bone-chilling cold as they flowed down.

“...It’s this dream again.” Agamus muttered to himself, not bothering to wipe the sweat from his face and head, and went barefoot to the window.

Through the small window, you can see streaks of morning light, like swords descending from the sky, piercing the night and bringing beams of light to the world.

Another day has begun, and he is one day further away from Leililan.

Although it wasn't fully light yet, Agamus was no longer sleepy at all. He stood there blankly by the window for a while before turning around and going outside.

Along the long corridor, one light after another lit up as he arrived, illuminating the path ahead and beneath his feet. But behind him, those lights went out as he left, plunging back into darkness.

clatter! clatter! clatter!
Footsteps always sound so loud when it's quiet.

When the sound reached Agamus's ears, Agamus, who was still immersed in his dream, couldn't help but recall what had just happened. Sadness and sorrow surged into his heart like a tide, almost drowning him, and his eyes reddened again.

Even after so much time has passed, the excruciating pain and suffering have not lessened in the slightest.

As the saying goes, time is the best healer, but it couldn't cure his lovesickness.

Dreams have an end, and so do corridors.

Once inside the elevator, it descended rapidly. When the doors opened again, a huge, open factory building stretched out before us.

Nearly 100 meters tall, it has ten floors, arranged in a staggered and orderly fashion, with each floor being a movable corridor, like stars surrounding the moon, protecting this enormous steel behemoth in the center.

Sixty meters tall, the steel frame gleams with a metallic sheen. Steel plates, steel frames, countless rivets, and towering cannon barrels make it a steel behemoth armed to the teeth, terrifying and ferocious. Just standing here gives one an overwhelming sense of oppression, suffocating and frightening.

This is it—"Daibo Rigu, you really fixed it!"

Xincheng's voice came from the side, filled with emotion and disbelief.

Its original state, if not completely shattered, was at least in pieces.

This was a mechanical monster brought by an alien with the registration code name "Cosmic Witch Thief Muruna" a few years ago. After being destroyed by the Ultra Warriors, it was recovered by TPC and has been stored in TPC's secret warehouse ever since.

When it was first delivered, there were piles and piles of parts, so many that it was impossible to count them all and it was dazzling. Even a jigsaw puzzle would make people scratch their heads and feel dizzy, let alone a behemoth weighing tens of thousands of tons. The difficulty of assembling it was sky-high.

This is why the fragments of the Daiborigu have been kept in TPC's warehouse for so long. It's too wasteful to reuse them, too difficult to assemble, and even more useless than chicken ribs, so they were just left in the warehouse.

But who would have thought that this huge pile of fragments, when placed in Agamus's hands, would be pieced together in a very short time, and even modified as he went along, transforming the mechanical monster that originally followed the cosmic witch thief Muruna into a monster mech suitable for Earth during the assembly process.

A space was carved out of the enormous spherical brain to serve as the driver's cab, and life support systems, emergency escape systems, and most importantly, a direct neural control system were installed.

This device, originally used on Trafiza, was transplanted to Deborah Rigo through Agamus's hands. Its function is to directly connect to the human brain, amplify the signal, and transmit it to the entire body of Deborah Rigo, thereby controlling Deborah Rigo to perform corresponding actions.

In addition to that, there was the modification of the power system.

With Dr. Yao's assistance, the new Max propulsion system was installed in the huge pouch on Daiborig's back, allowing it to fly like a rocket backpack, and it was also convenient to connect directly to the Max cannon located in its mouth.

The reason why the Deborah Rig used the new Max power system instead of the TR particle power reactor in Trafiza was because of the lessons learned from Agamous, which made TPC extremely conservative in its modifications to the Deborah Rig.

Because TP particles are a completely new subject for humanity, and apart from Agamous, no one understands them, it is impossible to master them in a short time if we start learning now, and it will take even longer to become proficient.

But the new Max system is different. Humans are extremely familiar with it. It is a super technology that humans have developed from scratch. From 1991 to the present, over the past two or three decades, a large number of technicians and experts have been trained. This is also the confidence that the police department had in kicking out Dr. Ya-Oo. If you don't want to do it, there are plenty of people who will.

One is a stranger tampering with things without you even knowing where the problem lies; the other is a technology that has been thoroughly mastered from the inside out. Coupled with Agamous's 'bad track record,' choosing one is a no-brainer.

Therefore, after the Deaborigu project began, the GW-R team was also brought in, especially Dr. Yao, the inventor of the Max propulsion system, who served as the core person in charge of the propulsion system, to transfer the new Max propulsion system to the Deaborigu so that it could move and use the Max cannon, the most powerful weapon mankind has ever used.

In addition, Daiborigu's arms were equipped with new Texas cannons, and his head, which was integrated with his shoulders, was also equipped with multi-barrel particle cannons, cannons, missile launchers, etc., truly making him armed to the teeth.

Therefore, although it was assembled and modified using human technology, its power is theoretically no less than that of the original Deborah Rig, and even surpasses it due to the presence of the Max Cannon.

The reason TPC approved such a terrifyingly powerful giant combat weapon is precisely the Scia Barrier. In order to break through this barrier, TPC really seems to be willing to do anything.

Even if we know that once weapons are unleashed, they are difficult to contain and may one day harm humanity itself.

However, the threat of the future is only real if there is a future; otherwise, the threat is nothing at all.

If the Specia Barrier isn't resolved, humanity might not even survive next year, let alone ten or eight years from now.

Therefore, TPC is now basically giving the green light. As long as you have a dream, no, as long as it's a powerful weapon or equipment, it will approve its construction, and it will build it on a large scale, not afraid of too much, only afraid of too little.

After all, quantitative change can eventually lead to qualitative change. As long as there are enough of them, even the Sphia Barrier can be destroyed.

It was against this backdrop that the Daibo Rigu project was initiated and quickly launched, without layers of approval or repeated seminars; the only concern was how powerful the resulting structure would be.

"It's just a repair, nothing serious," Agamus said calmly. "Whether it can unleash its full potential depends on the pilot's ability."

"Don't worry, leave it to me," Shinjo said confidently; he was an ace pilot.

Although my body isn't at its peak in my twenties, it's not much different. Besides, this giant combat mech doesn't require the same high acceleration as a fighter jet, so the physical requirements aren't as extreme.

Besides, even if the requirements are high, so what? Super GUTS Captain Hibiki is a whole generation older than him, and he still pilots the GUTS Eagle to fight monsters. He's only in his thirties, not even forty yet.

So, as long as you have strong skills, age doesn't matter.

Therefore, piloting a monster robot is more than enough for him. Even if the robot is a bit big, it's nothing to him; it's a piece of cake.

not to mention.
It might not even require close combat.

As expected, it should be a long-range artillery barrage, with all weapons firing simultaneously to concentrate their attack on a single point of the Sphia barrier, instantly exceeding the barrier's tolerance range and shattering it in one strike.

When asked about his confidence in the new city, Agamus smiled and said, "As long as you're confident, that's good, anyway."
never mind!

Leililan is dead, so what does it matter if right or wrong is wrong?

Although Chiba Makoto had previously analyzed that Lelilan might still be alive, Agamus was excited. However, after calming down and thinking about it carefully and repeatedly, he realized that such a possibility could not be ruled out, but what was the probability?

More often than not, it's all for naught, a mere empty promise.

For a drowning person, even the smallest straw is something they would cling to desperately, but for someone who has lost all hope, even a lifebuoy is something they wouldn't want to touch.

Agamus is now not entirely despondent, but he is certainly disheartened. The only reason he hasn't taken his own life, besides the thought that holds him back, is his guilt towards his people.

The Fitz Riser and Monster Dimensional Cards, originally intended to save Planet Bazite, were used by him for evil purposes, harming this innocent spacetime.

My current actions, if not atonement, are at least an attempt to make amends for my mistakes.

(End of this chapter)