We asked you to make tokusatsu films, and you actually became Ultraman?

The aftershocks of the deadly collision in the sky slowly dissipated, and the wind howled across the wilderness.

Sirius hovered in mid-air, his chest heaving violently, his heavy breathing clearly audible in the silent world.

The intense close-quarters combat had almost drained most of his energy. The color timer on his chest was flashing rapidly, the glaring red light constantly alternating between bright and dim, indicating that his energy was running low.

If he didn't possess a portion of the Sea God's power, he really wouldn't have been able to defeat this guy in front of him.

My gaze fell on the huge pit below, where smoke and dust were billowing. The delusional West, which had been knocked down by the Purifiers, remained motionless for a long time.

Sirius hovered silently in mid-air, pondered for a moment, and then decisively abandoned the idea of ​​pressing his advantage. He slowly descended and landed steadily on the edge of the crater, quietly waiting for the dust to settle.

As the evening breeze swept across the wilderness, the dust gradually settled, revealing the scene at the bottom of the pit.

Wang Xiangxi lay quietly in the center of the broken rock layer in a starfish position, his body covered with mottled and broken iron parts, and his broken body was covered with battle scars.

The bottle cap timer, which had been faintly glowing, now lit up with a rapid red light, just like Sirius.

Sensing the energy emanating from beside him, Wang Xiangxi didn't look up at Xilius, who stood by the pit. His broken mouth opened and closed slightly, emitting a hoarse, weak sound, filled with deep loneliness and self-doubt:

"You won..."

You are stronger than me.

You are better at protecting Shota's smile than I am.

You are the one who truly deserves to become Ultraman, the Giant of Light.

Countless grievances and obsessions surged in my heart, but in the end, they all turned into a silent apology.

I'm sorry, Shota.

I think... I'm really not Ultraman Sirius.

He completely gave up resistance, utterly exhausted, and lay quietly at the bottom of the pit, calmly awaiting his fate, waiting to be utterly ended by the true giant of light.

The anticipated attack failed to materialize.

What came into view was not a beam of destructive light, nor a cold attack, but a large, gentle hand reaching out to him.

"You want to die just because you beat me up?"

  

A relaxed yet slightly teasing voice slowly descended, gently easing the seriousness of the battlefield.

The delusional west at the bottom of the pit froze instantly, his broken body stiffening slightly, completely unprepared for such an ending.

Seeing his dazed expression, Sirius no longer hesitated, bent down and reached out, firmly grasping the cold hand of the delusional Sirius, and pulled the wounded giant out of the pit.

"No one has ever stipulated that losing a battle means you have to disappear or die."

Sirius's gaze was gentle and sincere as he quietly watched the delusional West before him, a product of love and obsession.

"If Shota could see the Sylius he created, protecting the world alongside the real Sylius, the little guy would be so happy he wouldn't be able to sleep."

Warm words traveled from his palm into his heart, and the obsessive desire to "defeat and prove" that had been raging in the depths of his delusional consciousness vanished in an instant, returning him to complete peace.

He stared blankly at the giant of light before him, his throat bobbing as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out for a long time.

Before he could react, Sirius suddenly stepped forward, gently pulled him, and then embraced the broken and clumsy Ultraman.

There were no throwing techniques involved, just a gentle and all-encompassing embrace.

"Will you protect Shota with me?"

The gentle question fell on my ear, soothing all my pain and resentment.

At the same moment, deep within a distant dream.

Shota, fast asleep, had a faint smile on his lips as he drifted into a sweet dream.

The dark and aggrieved dreams of the past have completely vanished, replaced by a sky full of dazzling stars.

In his dream, he was no longer the complete Sylius, but rather his own Sylius, the one who looked tattered and broken.

In my dream, the blue sky was clear and clean, stretching for thousands of miles without any obstruction; the clear blue filled the entire world.

Wang Xiangxi held Shota steadily in her hands, slowly rising into the air, carrying the little boy freely through the vast sky.

They flew through the clear blue sky, skimmed over layers of soft, fluffy clouds, and passed through the pale golden sunset on the horizon. A gentle breeze surrounded them, and the world was gentle and peaceful.

There was no mockery, no sadness, only the giant's unwavering protection and the boy's pure, carefree joy.

"Sylvias! My Sylvias!"

Shota stood on the large palm, jumping happily, his eyes filled with pure joy and love.

Just then, another familiar figure pierced through the dreamlike sky, flying side by side with Wangxiangxi.

The real Sirius has arrived!

Two giant figures, one on the left and one on the right, accompanied the child in their palms, galloping together through the boundless sea of ​​stars.

In reality, Shota, who is fast asleep while hugging his toy, has increasingly soft features, and a sweet smile is always on his face, looking peaceful and content.

On the battlefield.

The delusional west, held in someone's arms, finally understood the meaning of this acceptance and recognition.

A dormant consciousness trembled slightly, and all the inferiority, loneliness, and resentment that had accumulated in the heart dissipated.

He chuckled softly, clumsily raising his broken arms to gently embrace Sirius before him, greedily savoring the warmth:

"Seriously... I'll just say it's for Shota's sake."

This statement startled Sirius slightly; he truly hadn't expected that the delusional Sirius was actually so arrogant.

But in that brief moment of hesitation, both giants felt a chill run down their spines, and an extreme sense of impending danger instantly enveloped their bodies!

Without the slightest hesitation, the two worked in perfect unison, exerting their strength simultaneously and forcefully pushing each other away!

boom--!!

Right where the two had just embraced, an extremely dazzling golden flash suddenly streaked across the open space.

A golden streak carrying a terrifying aura of destruction swept past, instantly tearing the hard earth apart. A deep, menacing crack stretched across the entire wilderness, with rubble churning up from the ground and the lingering heat scorching to the bone.

In the blink of an eye, the two would have been severely injured by this sneak attack.

A golden flash streaked across the sky, slowly coalescing into a tall, golden humanoid figure that stood silently in the center of the ruins.

"Etalgar..."

The moment he saw the golden figure, Sirius instantly recognized the identity of this formidable enemy.

At the same moment, a heavy rumble came from high above.

Sirius suddenly looked up and discovered that, without him noticing, a magnificent and enormous floating city was silently suspended ten thousand meters in the air, shrouding the entire night sky.

The Time-Space City has arrived.

On the ground, Etelgar, whose sneak attack had failed, bowed slightly, his posture elegant and gentlemanly, as he slowly paid homage to the two giants of light:

"Nice to meet you, warrior representing Sirius—"

Ultraman Sirius

This book has also reached number one on the list, the number one on the anime-derived reading list. In the author's notes in chapter 148, the author posted a picture of the protagonist looking strong. Those who haven't read it can take a look first.

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