Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

Hinako Deepwater raised her right fist, gathering her remaining energy to smash it into the water dragon's vital spot, while simultaneously unleashing an Ultra Hand Chop with her left palm, slashing fiercely at the snake's scales.

Its scales were as hard as iron; fists and hand strikes landed on them with only dull thuds. The water dragon withstood the attack from the deep-water nymph, wrapping its scalding serpentine body around her waist and abdomen, tightening its coils as it climbed upwards.

Deepwater Hina tried her best to break free from the deadly entanglement, but the water dragon's power was inexhaustible, tightening its grip on her body. Her energy was rapidly depleting, and the green beam of light above her head was flashing more and more rapidly, already indicating a danger signal.

Sensing the giant of light beneath her struggling weaker and weaker, the water dragon suddenly raised its enormous head, opened its massive mouth filled with sharp fangs, and a foul, yellowish-green venomous breath rushed out as it bit straight for the neck of the deep-sea chick!

Hinako tried to turn her head to dodge, but her neck was firmly held by the snake's body, leaving no room to turn her head. She could only barely turn her neck to the side, but she still couldn't escape.

The next second, the water dragon's sharp fangs pierced her neck and held on tightly. Poisonous saliva seeped into her body through the wound, and waves of numbness spread throughout her body, leaving her with no strength to resist.

Oh no! We're almost out of energy!

Hina Fukami's body gradually went limp, and a deep sense of powerlessness and guilt welled up in her heart.

She clearly realized that she was still too immature. In order to suppress geological activities and protect the safety of the villagers as soon as possible, she had prematurely consumed a lot of energy and missed the best opportunity to completely defeat the water dragon.

But she understood even more clearly that the water dragon was an enemy that had to be defeated!

If the water dragon cannot be completely eliminated, the geological activity will never truly subside. Even if it is temporarily suppressed by Ultraman's telekinesis, it is only a temporary solution and will not address the root cause. The hometown and villagers will still be in endless danger.

"Ultraman Seven... I'm sorry... I think... I'm really going to lose..."

Hina Fukami was filled with guilt and self-blame.

At this moment, they are of one mind and body. If she were to be defeated and lose her life, Ultraman Seven would also be dragged down by her and die together.

"Are you planning to give up, Hinako?"

Just as she was filled with despair, a calm and firm voice slowly rang in her heart, carrying the unique gentleness and power of the giant of light, soothing the panic in her heart.

"Of course not!"

Hinako Fukami almost without hesitation refuted in her heart, her eyes still holding the last bit of unwillingness and stubbornness. Even though she was completely powerless, she never thought of truly giving up.

"But... I've reached my limit."

Her voice was choked with sobs; no matter how unwilling she was to give up, reality was incredibly cruel.

Exhausted and with her body restrained, she had no strength left to resist and was helpless.

"So, do you regret it? Do you regret wasting your resources to suppress geological activity in order to protect the village?"

"No!"

Hinako Fukami's eyes instantly became incredibly determined, without the slightest hesitation.

"This is my home, after all, the place I want to protect. Protecting my hometown is probably an unchanging principle in the universe, and I have absolutely no regrets!"

She hated the village, and she hated many people and places in it.

Feudalism, backwardness, ignorance—men as violent as her father and women as weak as her mother were everywhere in the village. From a young age, she wanted to escape from here and never come back.

But this is her hometown, the dirt road on the ridges of the fields where she fell countless times, the old tree at the entrance of the village where she climbed countless times, and the low wall beside the school playground where she scaled many times.

These are her memories, a part of her life.

Although there are many people I dislike, there are also many close friends and elders.

Those who disliked her were her neighbors who watched her grow up and cared for her. Even her abusive father would carry her three miles to the hospital on the night she had a fever. Her timid mother would take meticulous care of her day and night.

Even if they are ignorant, they are still caring for her in their own way.

Therefore, she would never regret it. Even if she had to do it all over again, she would still choose to suppress the geological activity first.

"Since that's the case! Then let's continue the fight! Fighting alone is certainly difficult, but you must not give up. You must fight to the very last moment. You must understand, what makes an Ultraman is someone who chooses to fight even when they know they will lose!"

The voice from the depths of her heart shed its gentleness and became powerful and resolute, carrying the perseverance of having endured all kinds of hardships, and even more so, the complete trust that Amamiya Rin had in her. It exploded like thunder in Fukami Hinako's chaotic consciousness, dispelling the helplessness that had seeped into her bones.

This is not an order, but the inheritance of the will of light!

"If you don't give up until the very last moment, a miracle will definitely happen!"

These words struck Fukami Hinako hard in the heart. Her unfocused gaze suddenly sharpened, and her numb body seemed to be infused with an invisible power.

Yes, she can't give up yet. Seven hasn't given up on her, and people still need her. How can she admit defeat first?

At this moment, the villagers at the foot of the mountain finally saw the situation in the valley.

Ultraman Seven, who had initially gained the upper hand, was now tightly entangled by the water dragon. The green light on his head was flashing wildly and was almost extinguished. His body trembled slightly as the snake coiled around him, and he was in imminent danger.

The earlier cheers came to an abrupt halt, replaced by overwhelming anxiety and worry; no one felt victory was within their grasp anymore.

As they gazed at the giant of light who was doing everything in his power to protect the village, a mix of emotions welled up within them: panic, anxiety, and bewilderment.

"How could this be? Is Ultraman Seven going to lose?"

"How is that possible! That's Ultraman!"

"But... even Ultraman has lost and died!"

These words were like a bucket of ice-cold snow water, instantly extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in the villagers' hearts.

The noise in the crowd completely dissipated, replaced by an overwhelming sense of panic and despair.

People stared blankly at the swaying, silver-red figure in the valley, their faces vacant and their eyes empty, filled with a sense of powerlessness.

They had taken it for granted that the Giant of Light was an omnipotent guardian.

But seeing Seven being tightly strangled by the water dragon, with the green light of the beam lamp above his head as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, they had to admit that even the giant who protected them could be exhausted and face a life-or-death situation.

But what can they do in the face of such a situation?

Are they just waiting to die? It seems there's nothing else they can do besides wait to die.

"Ultraman Seven!"

Just when everyone was lost and about to give up hope, a young but remarkably firm voice suddenly pierced the deathly silence of the night.

"Don't lose, Ultraman Seven!"

It was a boy from the village, about ten years old. He clenched his small fists, looked up with a flushed face, stared intently at Ultraman Seven in the valley, and shouted at the top of his lungs with all his might.