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Foolish Ultraman Tiga, he's all alone and is doomed, hahaha!

Chapter 410 Tiga, the God who connects humans and Ultraman

Heavenly Manufacturing has begun!

Upon realizing this, Tiga naturally couldn't just surrender. He immediately wanted to press all the remaining forces together and explode with the gods in one fell swoop.

Although this is an impossible way to win, if we back down now, we are neither Daigo Madoka nor Ultraman Tiga.

However, at the same moment, the ruddy-faced fortune teller exclaimed, "Destiny has not yet been decided! Since you have already led us to break through fate once, I believe you can do it a second time!"

"Once again, once again, once again lead us in a wave of rebellion! If it were you, you could definitely do it. Things you've already succeeded at before won't be difficult for you. I firmly believe that!"

The fortune teller didn't spell out his meaning completely, but the message he wanted to convey was clear to Ultraman Tiga, causing the latter to stop the explosion process.

"I believe in you too, Daigo!"

With time running out, Giorno seized the last remaining moment and shouted, "This time I have discovered the secret. I not only believe in you, but I also believe in myself. I will remember you, Daigo!"

"No matter how the world restarts or reincarnates, as long as you come to find me next time and meet me, I promise I will never forget you. At least I will have a vague impression of you, because I am Giorno Giovanna, the man who will defeat the boss and change all of Italy with a fifteen-year-old body!"

"Now, I, Giorno Giovanna, have a brighter new goal. I will not only overthrow the boss, but also join you in defeating these guys who act recklessly in the name of God. So you must not give up. You must believe in me, you must believe in me, Daigo!"

For some men, a forty-nine-day friendship is the most important memory they will never forget.

For Giorno Giovanna, although they had only known each other for a day, the significance of their friendship was no less than that of others' forty-nine days of friendship. True friendship is not about time, but about whether you are compatible.

It turns out that Giorno's rebellious, shining golden spirit is completely the same as Daigo's. (Lanlan)

Although he hadn't had a chance to understand the other person more deeply, it was precisely because of this that he was even more confident that he could remember this man, and that he could still stand back to back with this man who would become lonely in the endless cycle of reincarnation, as each other's pillars.

That's Giorno Giovanna's personality—his confidence!

"I will try my best to do it!"

"Me too!"

"I'm not a problem either!"

Bucciarati and his squad, the fortune teller, and the assassination squad all gave the same story.

Unlike Giorno, they don't have such a deep affection for Daigo and Ultraman Tiga, so deep that they can be absolutely certain that even after the universe reboots, they will still have a vague imprint left in their hearts.

However, they will try their best.

The assassination squad is not a good guy. In their long career of assassination, most of the people they kill are indeed the boss and the organization's enemies. In other words, they are basically villains who are also gangsters and mafia members.

On this basis, their assassination squads do not care about any innocent bystanders when carrying out assassination orders. The number of people who have died as a result of their assassination plans is far more than a single digit.

But even a villainous party like them has its own dignity.

They dared to launch a magnificent counterattack against their boss, whom they had always feared, over the issue of treatment. How much more so would they dare to fight against the gods they had just met? Even if it was like throwing an egg against a rock, they would still try. Otherwise, they would not have awakened their substitutes.

Those who can awaken a Stand, especially a Stand as powerful as theirs, are not cowards!

"you……"

Tiga looked down at the crowd who had made the same promise, paused for a moment in surprise, and finally nodded slowly. "I understand. Let's give it a try!"

A direct confrontation is a sign of defiance, but at the same time, there are other ways to resist. Since everyone shares the same idea, let's do it!

The gods hummed, seemingly taking Tiga's attitude as submission and admission of wrongdoing: "Give up the fight? It's too late now, you fool. Go and prepare for the hell we've built especially for you, and suffer the torment!"

Tiga didn't even glance at them. His power flowed, transforming him from the radiant Ultraman back into Daigo's form. His last remaining strength was used, not to protect himself as the human form, but to be dispersed across the entire Earth. (Latest chapter of Mitsuba-ya)

This last meager power was already scarce, and after being subconsciously intercepted by the gods, the portion that successfully dissipated was almost entirely gone, making it practically useless as a decoration.

The gods did not hold back their mockery of this outcome, ridiculing Daigo's foolishness.

However, as always, Daigo was completely too lazy to communicate with these high and mighty beings. He simply looked at Giorno and the others, exchanging solemn glances in silence, conveying their mutual goals and trust.

Swish!

The acceleration created by Paradise has reached its critical point. The universe restarts, and everyone returns to their original positions. Before disappearing, Giorno's expression is so jubilant.

At the moment of restart, the entire world returned to chaos, a vast expanse of white. The gods returned to higher-dimensional spaces, unaffected by the effects of this event.

Their massive descent to the mortal realm was unprecedented. Even when dealing with the rebellious saints, since the latter had been reduced to human form, it was sufficient to rely on various forces to push things along.

This was the first time I had done something like this, and I realized that the impact was far too great. If I didn't want to suffer any negative consequences, I would have to be unable to appear in this universe with any powerful force for quite some time afterward.

However, the gods don't care about this at the moment.

Even at his peak, Ultraman Tiga couldn't resist the combined efforts of the others. Now that he can't even maintain his Ultraman form, there's no need for them to descend to the mortal realm.

From now on, all they need to do is stay in a superior position, setting the rules from above, and watching the humans evolved by Ultraman Tiga struggle and suffer setbacks. That will be enough for them.

"Begin your hellish journey, you foolish Ultraman Tiga!"

……

……

"Di-"

When I opened my eyes, it was the modern era, with bustling traffic and the streets and various tools, including cars, were all very typical old-fashioned.

"Watch closely, Ultraman Tiga! You like humans so much, don't you? What's about to happen will make you suffer terribly!"

"Snapped!"

A pitiful little boy, orphaned and destitute, living alone in the Victorian era with his limping grandfather, holds his grandfather's trembling hand in one hand.

In his other hand, he clutched a hard loaf of bread bought with the meager wages he'd earned from a day's hard work—working himself to the bone, risking having his fingers cut off, and being verbally abused and beaten by the foreman.

A bittersweet smile appeared on the boy's face. Although life was tough and there was no future in sight, as long as he could share today's hard bread with the grandfather who raised him, there was still a little bit of happiness.

But no one expected that such happiness would also end soon.

The deadline is today.

"Di-"

Automobiles existed during the Victorian era, but they were still very immature and not widely popular. However, despite their lack of widespread popularity, it was not unusual to see cars on the streets during the late Victorian period.

The roaring car just happened to be hurtling around, about to run over the poor little boy and his grandfather.

This wasn't the work of the gods; it was just a coincidence in the course of fate that this event happened here.

Now, the gods have brought this scene to Daigo's doorstep, allowing him to witness this tragedy in the rebooted world.

Then, Daigo took action—he made a response that the watching gods never expected. This Victory Team member, who had temporarily lost Tiga's power, jumped up without thinking for even a second and landed in front of the car, where he was hit and sent flying.

The driver braked suddenly, saving the little boy and his grandfather from being hit. (New completed novel first published on the top website)

Whoosh!

Daigo collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood.

But he succeeded.

Tiga's power was completely used up. Now, not only can he not transform into Ultraman Tiga, but all the enhancements that Tiga brought have also temporarily disappeared. Fortunately, he is, after all, a sports student and a combatant on the front line of fighting monsters, so he still managed to use his human body to withstand the impact of the vehicle.

'How dare you do such a thing?! Ultraman Tiga, you've degraded yourself, showing utter contempt for the status and value of us gods!'

The voices of the gods could not be conveyed directly at this time, so they created a similar sound through the howling wind, which Daigo then perceived. Those observing the scene could not understand why things were in this state.

Without god-level power, or even a Stand, and being just an ordinary human, none of them believed that Daigo could stop this crisis for the little boy.

However, no matter how much they doubted him, Daigo Madoka still succeeded, and in a way they had never even considered.

Suicide-style protection is not difficult; it's simply a matter of one life for another. However, the life of Ultraman Tiga is clearly not equivalent to that of a lowly working-class boy.

Even if it's a matter of exchanging one life for another, it should be the latter who sacrifices themselves so that the former can survive.

But this Daigo Madoka is not a rational person; he actually risked his life to save a human child that could be found anywhere!

Even if you save him, he won't live long in this era!

The gods, devastated by the slap in the face, found it hard to accept. The secret message reached Daigo's ears, bringing with it a prophetic vision of the future.

Daigo staggered to his feet, wiping the blood from his mouth. His eyes were resolute, and he didn't bother to reply. In the end, how long the little boy lived was one thing, but at least he had reached out to the people when they were in trouble and had done his best. That was enough.

Even Ultraman Tiga couldn't protect everyone, let alone him who is just one person now.

As long as you do what a person should and can do, that's enough!

"Di-"

It seemed that a second car was going to do what the first car had failed to do, to follow its predetermined fate and run over the little boy and his grandfather, but in the end, the second car failed to do so.

Fixed fate is indeed stubborn and unsolvable, but in the previous cycle, Ultraman Tiga, along with Giorno and others, left Italy, already taking the lead in creating a huge hole in fate.

This is only the first cycle after a hole appeared in fate, and the effects of unstable fate are the most intense. Therefore, even without extraordinary power like Tiga, as long as we make an effort, it may be possible to make changes in some things.

It's man-made.

The change in the lives of the little boy and his grandfather will, in turn, disrupt the existing cycle of fate, allowing more people and more things to be changed.

As long as it doesn't stop, the road will extend indefinitely.

Of course, this smooth operation only occurs under the premise that the gods do not interfere.

The high and mighty gods would never allow this situation, which is provoking them, to continue!

"Di-"

The first car, which had already stopped, suddenly lost its brakes and started moving again. It was swept up by the torrent of misfortune and was determined not to give up until it achieved its goal.

But at that very moment, Tiga's meager power flickered and suddenly punctured all four tires of the car, causing them to come to a complete stop and making it impossible to continue driving.

It was only at this moment that the gods, who had previously paid no attention to the minuscule amount of power that Tiga had emitted, discovered the key to this matter.

That's right, that power was indeed useless against the gods, but no matter how badly Ultraman was injured, his power was still too invincible against ordinary humans and ordinary technological products.

While the gods can certainly drive a car, why can't Tiga's power remove the car's four wheels?

Now, they could certainly drive fate, hasten the installation of the four new wheels, and then run over the little boy and his grandfather, but by then, time would have already passed.

The cracks in our fate continue to widen.

This is not because they had no prior experience.

The solution to Ultraman Tiga's power wasn't due to magic, but rather their carelessness, which led to the lapse in judgment that created this seemingly foolproof hell. (The fastest updates are available on the complete novel website.)