Ultraman: I am really just a human.

Chapter 612 Ghosts and Gods Reside on Mount Suona

"what?"

Daigo looked at "New Town" repeatedly, scratching the back of his head in confusion, feeling that something seemed a little off.

"New City, you..."

"Go out first."

Natsukawa estimated the progress of Sukuna Oni's materialization and deliberately emphasized it as a reminder.

"If that big guy in the mountains comes back to life, we'll all be in trouble."

"That's true."

Daigo was startled. He couldn't care less about the changes in "New Town" anymore and grabbed the police officer next to him who was still confused.

"Are there any other people in this area? Just in case, we should prepare to evacuate first."

"There shouldn't be many people in the mountains, but..."

The patrol officers were somewhat baffled.

The Victory team members, who were just terrified, suddenly seemed like completely different people, and their words were inexplicably convincing.

Could he be possessed by a ghost or spirit?

The patrolman turned around and glanced at the shrine in fright, then suddenly shuddered, and the arm holding the flashlight began to tremble involuntarily.

"There are no ghosts, there are no ghosts in this world..."

"Ghosts are just a type of life form. Nowadays, even aliens are everywhere, so it's not surprising that ghosts really exist."

Xia Chuan glanced at the patrol officer with a long look in his eyes.

"Hurry up, the things here are much scarier than ghosts."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The patrolman wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly led the way down the mountain, several times faster than when he came.

"Lord Jinglong..."

"What are you yelling about?"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"

"Rustling!"

Outside the dilapidated temple.

Fujiwara no Saiji and the others stood where Natsukawa had just been, looking around the temple for a while before exchanging bewildered glances.

They also arrived in this new instance without really knowing what was going on.

Just a moment ago they were discussing how to find Lipia.

"Could my mentor be in this world too?"

"Probably. You all saw that person just now," Onoue Takumi pondered. "He looks exactly like Mr. Takagi."

"Could it be that the mentor actually entered this instance through Mr. Takagi?" Hojo Emu, a game expert, pondered. "Mr. Komon and Rei Senju from Nexus, and now Mr. Takagi and that GUTS member named Shinjo from earlier..."

"Perhaps our mentor wasn't just wandering around randomly, but was trying to give us some hints."

"You mean," Fujiwara Saiji said, feeling like he was about to grow a brain, "that Mr. Takagi and this Shinjo team member are like NPCs in a game?"

"Be careful, now is not the time to investigate these things."

Hiroko Asami surveyed the area, shifting her gaze from the dilapidated temple to the surrounding mountains and forests.

I also sensed a rapidly increasing energy aura.

Sukuna Oni was nothing to Natsukawa, but to these knights, he was still a super boss.

"Let's leave here first." Hiroko Asami carefully withdrew from the shrine grounds.

Like Nexus, they also received some basic information upon entering this instance.

While Ultraman Tiga may not seem to have a mastermind like Zagi who plans everything from behind the scenes, the actual level of danger in the movie appears to be even higher.

There are too many monsters and aliens here, and without knowing their specific abilities, she can only be extremely careful.

Even among B-class monsters, there can be drastically different outcomes; some can easily destroy the world, while others are quite ordinary and can even be dealt with by humans themselves.

Extraterrestrials are even more complicated.

Class D aliens can cause a lot of trouble. No one knows if they are in possession of any dangerous weapons. Compared to the obvious monsters, they are much harder to defend against.

This is one of the reasons why she was appointed as the head of the investigation team.

Compared to the younger generation of Ultraman like Fujiwara Saiji, she is undoubtedly more adept at exploring Ultraman dungeons due to her rich experience in monster battles.

She needs to ensure that everyone makes it back alive in the end.

"call!"

"I also think we need to leave quickly! This thing..."

Fujiwara Saiji accidentally touched the shimenawa ropes with runes around the shrine and immediately shivered.

The wailing of ghosts echoed from the darkness, and intense resentment merged with the white mist. The surrounding temperature dropped several degrees, and countless white figures seemed to appear around the mountains and forests.

"Hurry up!"

……

early morning.

Fighter jets circled over Mount Sukuna, which was completely shrouded in fog. Not only the Flying Swallow No. 1, but also Vice Captain Munakata and his men arrived in the Flying Swallow No. 2, which had more outstanding firepower.

"command!"

"Are all the roads in this area blocked?" asked Munakata, who was in charge of frontline command.

"The main roads are all blocked, in case there are still some tourists who have wandered into the mountains," Daigo responded. "In addition, the local police are pursuing the thieves who took the Jinglong bronze statue and the Jinglong sword, and we should have news soon."

"Ida Iryu?"

"Well, the commander might not believe it, but we'd better put the things back in their place quickly. It's said that the sword is the key to sealing Sukuna Oni."

"What do you mean, what's going on?"

Zongfang didn't quite understand, so he skipped the topic and continued assigning tasks.

"Daigo, you continue to coordinate with the local police and ensure no unauthorized personnel enter the mountains before the monster appears. As for Shinjo... what about Shinjo?"

"Huh?" Daigo looked around. "That's strange, it was just here a moment ago."

"call!"

At the crossroads at the foot of the mountain, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses walked with a sword in his arms, and bumped into Xia Chuan in the middle of the road. The white mist that had gathered around him retreated.

"Your Mightiness……"

The man's fingers gripped the hilt of his samurai sword tightly. He seemed to see two faces in Natsukawa: darkness and light, and behind them was an enormous, unbearable figure.

"You too are using this person's body? But you're different from me, neither human nor ghost. This feeling... could it be a god?"

Before Xia Chuan could respond, the man loosened his grip on the hilt of his knife and bowed respectfully.

"I am Jing Tianjinglong. Because I have no body, I can only rely on this poor guy. I am ashamed to say that back then, due to my lack of ability, I could only seal Sukuna Oni in the mountains. I have returned this time to put the sword back before that guy's heart is revived."

Xia Chuan squinted and looked through the man's body, and sure enough, he saw an ancient person dressed as a Japanese swordsman.

Whether he was a samurai is hard to say, but he certainly had some skills and could be considered an ancient superhuman.

This consciousness is probably not the real person, but rather a plasma formed by condensing legends.

"It's no use just putting the sword back. You can't deal with Sukuna-ki now. Leave it to me."

Xia Chuan used his telekinesis to scan the samurai sword in the man's hand.

In Japan, there is no distinction between swords and knives. The so-called Iryu sword is not much different from an ordinary samurai sword, except that it contains a large amount of thought energy, which is plasma power.

Moreover, this power is rapidly diminishing and is incomparable to the still-strengthening Sukuna-ki.

"Thank you so much!" The man said without looking up, letting out a faint sigh of relief. "And also, please save the person I've been using. He's just gone astray for a moment, but he still has some conscience."

Xia Chuan's expression shifted slightly.

There isn't much information about Iida Iryu in the database, but he was truly a talented person, and it's a bit of a shame that he's disappeared like this.

"If you had the chance, would you choose to continue living?"

"No need," the man said without hesitation. "I have no regrets in this life, and this era seems to have its own warriors. My existence is not significant; it is enough as long as the will of the warriors is passed down."

"call out!"

After saying that, the man collapsed to the ground as if he had lost his soul, and the remaining katana was caught by Natsukawa from a distance.

That's really straightforward.

I don't know if this guy is scared or trying to shirk responsibility.

Natsukawa forcefully drew his katana, using the flash of the blade to look back at the location of the shrine.

Coincidentally, he also had some experiments to conduct.

Perhaps we can make use of the knights.

Having been tempered and refined through the era of knights, these trainees now only lack opportunity.

(End of this chapter)