Great, we're doomed now!

In that instant, a dozen vines simultaneously wrapped around their arms and torsos, lifting them up and suspending them in mid-air.

Sizzle~

Bolts of electricity traveled from the roots to the vines, entering Ultraman's body and wreaking havoc, causing Daigo and Masaki to let out painful roars!

The two giants of light were suspended by those enormous vines, like two butterflies entangled in a spider web, swaying slowly against the dark sky...

The drone hovered high in the sky, transmitting images clearly to every screen.

What are they doing?

"If you can't beat them, retreat! What are you planning to do, just stand there and take the beating?"

"They are protecting us."

"Protect them? Who told them to protect them? Those flowers didn't hurt anyone! Who needs Ultraman to meddle?"

"Exactly! We chose this path ourselves, why should they tell us what to do?"

"They burned the flowers, and now they can't beat the other side. Aren't they ashamed?"

"They simply don't understand! That's our freedom!"

Around the world, countless eyes are glued to screens, and countless mouths are uttering the same message—

We don't need you!

But there were also those who remained silent, simply caught up in the fervent atmosphere around them, and dared not utter a single word.

They watched silently on TV as the Giant of Light was being whipped and hung up by Gijera, listening to the cheers around them. They felt great sympathy for Tiga and Lucifer, but they were also completely captivated by Gijera's pollen, leaving them in a state of extreme inner conflict...

Just as the two Ultramen were locked in a fierce battle, the sounds of various vehicle engines suddenly came from afar, growing louder and louder as they approached.

The people who got out of the car were a mixed bag—some were wearing suits, some were wearing work clothes, some were wearing pajamas and clearly had rushed over, and there was an old lady being helped by her grandson.

They stood at the edge of the grassland, not venturing any further into the dangerous battlefield, but they could already clearly see the struggle between the giant and the vines. The tentacle-like vines exploded one after another, the sparks from which were particularly dazzling in the gloomy sky.

"Go for it, Lucifer!" someone said. The voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for those around to hear in the relatively quiet edge of the grassland.

"Didn't you save us and give us a place to live? Then you can surely save your own hometown!"

"Come on, don't lose!"

His voice suddenly rose, and he shouted it out with all his might. Like a chain reaction, the people behind him also shouted, "Don't lose to that kind of thing! Go for it!"

"come on!"

"Stand up!"

"We're here! We're watching!"

The sounds started one, then two, then five, then ten, and finally merged into one...

Thank you for protecting us.

—They're not even from Earth.

These are refugees that Ye Shou and Zheng Mu rescued from space. They had been oppressed for generations as slaves and prey on Muzhen Star. Ye Shou and Zheng Mu not only defeated the evil Muzhen Star people, but also brought them to Earth, a new home that can be described as extremely beautiful even in the vast universe...

Nothing brings more happiness than going from hell to heaven. Because they understand the preciousness of this, they cherish this planet even more than Earthlings. Most of them have joined the Space Development Agency to contribute to the future of humanity and aliens.

Zigera's pollen is equally effective for them.

But if they had to make a choice, they would stand firmly on Ultraman's side!

This yearning and worship is purer than that of humans, and it is almost unconditional support for the Giant of Light!

The loss of Zigera pollen may cause them pain for a while... but if they lose the giants, they will be forever lost in the spiritual world.

If Bayeri were to evaluate this, he probably wouldn't think it's a good thing. Ye Shou has always rejected this kind of religious imprint—but at certain moments it is the most reliable.

That's probably why someone would gather together the scattered cosmic refugees...

Moreover, there were also residents from Night City among the crowd. Although most of the technicians had been sent to Cyberpunk on missions, "going home" was a tough business trip for them, so they couldn't bring their family members with them. Therefore, their relatives remained in the main world.

And these people are just as determined as the space refugees!

As fellow human beings, they love the world more than the locals do!

Zigela represents a supreme dream for them... but they already have the happiest present life, so why pursue such ephemeral things?

On the contrary, this flower will take away everything they have now, so at this critical moment, they will not hesitate to stand up for Ultraman!

"let's go!"

"Fight! For our future!"

"come on!"

—The drone also transmitted this scene.

As a result, more voices emerged from all over the world...

At first, there were scattered, timid, tentative sounds, but they stubbornly persisted amidst the curses and cries, growing more numerous and louder.

They were like rocks in a storm, standing out from their surroundings despite the various curses directed at the giant, watching the screen with concern.

These sounds converged, piercing the barrier between virtual and reality, passing through the thick darkness of the night, and reaching the ears of the two giants suspended in mid-air—

Is it a hallucination?

Or did they really hear it...? The two giants' heads twitched slightly.

The vines were still entwining them, the pollen was still in the air, and dizziness was trying to erode their consciousness... but they could definitely hear it!

"just!"

"what!"

Freed from the vines once more, the two landed firmly on the ground, then turned their heads to look at the edge of the grassland.

The figures standing in the night were small, like a swarm of ants, but their voices could shake even the mighty giants!

The battle resumed, with Tiga and Lucifer attacking Gijera. However, even though it was a plant, Gijera had the instinct to sense danger and immediately released more vines to try its best to prevent the giant from getting close to it. As a result, Masaki Daigo had no choice but to fight against dozens of vines.

In terms of sheer power, Gijera far surpasses ordinary ancient monsters, making victory no easy feat.

Just as the battle was reaching its climax, a flash of light appeared in the sky, and two meteors fell rapidly, crashing into the main root of the Qijiela!

Bang!Bang!

As Darram fell from the sky, leaving a trail of burning flames behind him, his indestructible fist slammed into the side of the main root of the Zigela. The shockwave spread out in circles of white air rings, causing the vines that were besieging Tiga to twitch.

But Darram didn't stop. Using his physical skills, he flipped over while his body was still falling, bracing his feet on the main root and using it as a fulcrum to propel himself forward, avoiding the vines that were wrapping around him.

—His movements are just like those of a professional wrestler.

Dyna followed closely behind, like a cannonball crashing into the top of the main root, causing the plant tissue structure beneath to explode in all directions, revealing the dark red, pulsating endoplasmic layer underneath.

He stood up and shook his arms. The timer on his chest glowed a steady blue light. He looked at the vines that had gathered together again, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward.

"what!"

"just!"

"Humph!"

"drink!"

The four giants stood in four directions around Zigela and launched a fierce attack together!

...The battle on the surface continues, while an unknown war is raging underground.

Ye Shou and Carmilla are falling.

The "fall" here is not a conventional falling from the sky to the ground; the two are surrounded by rocks and soil, as well as a dark aura so dense it is almost tangible.

The main root of Zigela is like a huge pipe that runs through the strata. Its walls are covered with rough fiber bundles, each of which is slowly pulsating like blood vessels and muscles. Leaf Guardian and Carmilla go deeper and deeper into this pipe, and the surrounding temperature is getting higher and higher.

Both were in human form. Carmilla's coat fluttered in the wind, and her short silver hair traced shimmering streaks of light in the darkness. Although her lifespan was measured in tens of thousands of years, for some reason, after only a few months in the main world, the cold aura between her brows had softened considerably, and her overall demeanor appeared more mature.

It looks unchanged, but it's as if tens of thousands of years have passed in a short period of time.

At this moment, she did not look at Ye Shou, her gaze fixed on the increasingly dense darkness below: "This feeling... is even more disgusting than Hitram's back then."

"We're almost there," Ye Shou said in a deep voice.

His body was covered by a pale golden light membrane, and his eyes were closed—he was carefully sensing the increasingly strong pulse coming from the depths of the earth.

Familiar...this feeling is so familiar!

Sure enough, over these thirty million years, the evil god had completely corrupted Zijella.

call!

Finally, they passed through an extremely dense energy barrier.

The surrounding darkness suddenly became several times thicker, and the temperature soared to a level that could melt steel... Ye Shou and Carmilla had no choice but to transform into their giant forms.

Then they saw—

A Rotten Heart

It floats suspended in a huge cavity above the mantle, pulled by countless thick fiber bundles from all directions, like a giant organ suspended in the air. Its surface is covered with holes of all sizes, so deep that the bottom cannot be seen, densely packed together like a honeycomb or some kind of diseased tissue.

With each pulsation, those holes simultaneously contract and expand, seeping out a viscous, unknown substance from deep within.

Carmilla's brows furrowed immediately:

She herself is the embodiment of darkness, so she has a high resistance, but the aura emanating from this "heart" is not simply dark—it is mixed with too many foreign elements.

Ye Shou's gaze, however, was much deeper, even carrying a hint of emotion:

In a sense, Zijra can also be considered one of his comrades-in-arms in the ancient times.

Ultimately, without Zijella's help, even the combined efforts of the giants would have made it difficult to defeat Gatanothor.

...On the ground, the battle has entered its final stage.

The four giants were in perfect harmony, and even maintained some kind of connection with Ye Shou underground. As the Rotten Heart was exposed, they seemed to be summoned and released beam attacks in unison!

The flower buds trembled violently under the impact of the light, while the rotting heart underground suddenly contracted.

"I'm sorry... this will relieve you of your burden."

Ye Shou raised his right hand, and a pure, almost transparent white light shone from his palm.

The light condensed, compressed, and spun in his palm, eventually becoming a small sphere of light, like a miniature star.