I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

The Victory Team's Victory Flying Swallow No. 2 slowly hovered in mid-air, its front fuselage splitting into two halves, revealing steel cannon muzzles. A dazzling cold glint flashed across the round muzzle, exuding a dangerous aura.

Lina, Munakata, and Horijin piloted the Victory Flying Swallow No. 2. They aimed their cannons at the Gakuma, which had a single horn, pulled the trigger, and adjusted their aircraft's configuration.

The energy constantly gathering at the muzzle illuminated a dazzling ball of light in the darkness, and a buzzing roar continued to ring out, indicating that it was charging up.

In a short while, a straight and powerful beam of destructive energy shot out from the Victory Swallow II.

Just as the yellow beam was about to hit one of the horns of Gakuma, the two-horned Gakuma next to it seemed to sense the danger. It roared, ran in front of the one-horned Gakuma, and released its own beam skill to defend itself.

The two beams of light collided, exploding into a terrifyingly dazzling light in mid-air.

A moment later, the two Gakuma stood unharmed in the same spot.

The Victory Flying Swallow No. 2 aircraft consumed a lot of energy and hovered in mid-air.

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Chapter Twelve: We Are All Little Monsters

"What?! The Texas Cannon is completely useless?!"

"I was quite confident before I set off."

"Xincheng, you lost the bet. Remember to send me the money you owe."

"Isn't it?"

"It seems the monster is very strong, beyond our expectations."

The reactions from the Victory Team and others varied.

Seeing that their prized Texas Cannon had failed to achieve its intended effect and instead only enraged the two Gakumar, they realized that the cannon was not working.

They decisively implemented the interference plan.

We must not allow the monsters to run rampant and ignore them.

The fuselage of the Victory Flying Swallow No. 2 aircraft closed, moved away from its original position, and continuously circled around the two Gakuma aircraft.

Victory Flying Swallow Unit 1 charged forward and launched a laser attack. Unfortunately, despite its impressive appearance, it had little effect, merely tickling both the one-horned and two-horned Gakuma.

However, it cannot be said that it is completely useless.

The winning team's attack did have a certain effect in attracting attention.

At the very least, Gakuma is no longer obsessed with destroying the equipment on the island, nor is he constantly causing destruction through angry outbursts.

They then launched an attack on the victorious team.

High above the horizon, a colossal steel structure stands on the shimmering sea, a massive, intricate machine with personnel from various departments busily at work. This is the headquarters of TPC, a force in itself comparable to the Monarch organization, where talented individuals from all walks of life have gathered to create the global paranormal investigation organization, the Victory Team.

Inside the command center, Megumi Kijima placed her hands, fingers interlaced, on the table, her eyes fixed on the main screen showing the two Gakuma aircraft attacking the two Victory Swallows.

Behind him, Ye Rui sat at the control panel, using the supercomputer and existing data to continuously analyze Gakuma, trying to find its weaknesses.

"No, Captain, the data is still a bit insufficient. We need more data." Ye Rui was somewhat troubled, as he still knew too little about Gakuma.

In this respect, they are not even as good as the Imperial Organization.

Seeing this, Megumi Kijima ordered, "All members, do your best to stall and try to anesthetize the monster."

"Understood!" the Victory Team replied in unison.

The Victory Flying Swallow fighter jet attempted to carry out the mission. The Victory Flying Swallow No. 2 aircraft was not equipped with anesthetic. Because it was equipped with a Texas cannon, the No. 2 aircraft did not have much capacity to carry other weapons, so it was mainly used for jamming and attracting attention.

The Victory Flying Swallow No. 1 was equipped with various weapons, but lacked powerful, lethal weapons capable of delivering a decisive blow, such as the Texas Cannon.

Piloted by Shinjo and Daigo, the Victory Flying Swallow No. 1 aimed at Gakuma from one corner.

They wanted to administer an anesthetic to knock him unconscious.

Unfortunately, both sides unleashed their full firepower.

Completely ignoring the tickling of the Victory Flying Swallow No. 2 aircraft.

They unleashed a fierce barrage of firepower at the two fighter jets.

Red beams of light continuously attacked from behind both of the Gakuma.

As everyone knows, Daigo + Shinjo = plane crash = Ultraman Tiga.

Undoubtedly, the Victory Flying Swallow II, with its ace pilot Lina on board, avoided a crash.

As for the Victory Flying Swallow No. 1, all that could be said was bad luck, since it was piloted by a deceased pilot.

"Daigo, switch to manual control. I'll take over driving."

"what!"

"what happened?"

"It's already over."

"...Dagu."

"exist!"

"It's not working."

The automatic system of the Victory Swallow No. 1 aircraft was destroyed. When it tried to switch to manual operation mode, it was discovered that both systems had been damaged and the aircraft had lost control.

"Parachute, Daigo!" Upon seeing this, Shinjo launched himself out without saying a word.

"..." Daigo remained silent, just as the plane was empty.

He silently took out the spark prism from his pocket and stared at it for a moment.

He wondered where the Red Giant was now.

He then placed the Spark Prism on his chest, and after a while, it emitted a dazzling light that enveloped Daigo's entire body.

Ultraman Tiga's slender body appeared out of thin air and caught the Victory Flying Swallow 1, which was about to crash.

He turned around and gently lowered the fighter jet, then turned to face the two Gakuma fighters, assuming his signature starting stance.

"just!"

……

……

On the coast.

Ultraman Tiga's appearance caused shouts and a jolt to the soul.

Those around them were thoroughly shocked by Gakuma's almost invincible demeanor.

The winning team's attack was completely ineffective.

Who can stop the monster?

The worried and fearful people subconsciously thought of the two giants from before.

At this moment, the appearance of one of them, Tiga, filled them with anticipation.

I want to see Ultraman Tiga defeat the monster.

So much so that some people couldn't help but shout it out.

Cheer for Ultraman Tiga!

He boasted that Tiga would definitely defeat the monster.

Only a few people remained rational in their view.

"Why fight monsters? They look so pitiful. They're clearly scared, yet everyone is afraid of them and wants to beat them up."

Beside Wumaquan, a little girl in red held a red balloon in her hand, blinked her big, watery eyes, and said in a childish tone with great confusion.

It seemed as if he was asking himself a question, or perhaps he was asking the crowd.

Hearing these words, Wumaquan glanced at them.

He was surprised to find that the person who said those words was actually the little girl who played a monster in a kindergarten performance a few days ago.

As if by some unseen force, the little girl in red holding the red balloon seemed to notice that someone was watching her. She looked up and met Wumaquan's gaze.

Big brother, are you afraid of monsters?

"Not afraid."

"You're lying. Everyone around you is scared, why aren't you scared, big brother?"

"Because not being afraid is simply not being afraid."

"But you, little one, are out so late. Where are your parents?"

“They were all afraid and dared not come closer, but I wasn’t afraid, so I came over to take a look.”

"Big brother, you said monsters are so cute, why are people afraid of them?"

"People are afraid of those they don't know, of beings who are very different from themselves, and of creatures who are not bound by worldly rules, simply because they are human."

The little girl tilted her head, blinked, and seemed unable to understand the meaning of these words.

Wumaquan smiled slightly, patted the little girl in red on the head, and said, "We are all little monsters, and one day we will be destroyed by the righteous Ultraman."

The little girl in red frowned, leaned closer, and whispered, "Big brother, let me tell you a secret, you're wrong. I'm not a monster. I know I was born of my parents, not picked up from a trash can. I'm human."

"Haha, yes, yes." Wumaquan smiled.

We are all little monsters, and one day we will be destroyed by the righteous Ultraman.

So--

Is the monster really a monster?

Is Ultraman really Ultraman?

Rather, it's more accurate to say that one day we will all become little monsters and be destroyed by "Ultraman," who represents justice.

P.S.: There's another update coming soon, just a moment.

Chapter Thirteen: One day, they will be destroyed by the righteous Ultraman.