Anime Crossover: My Part-Time Job as a Giant of Light While Studying Abroad in Chiba

"So, Duan Zilian, Ultraman Tiga, should I say you're gentle, or should I say you're foolish?"

Duan Zilian's heart skipped a beat. Itabashi Mitsuo? Container? What does that mean? Then... what about the original Itabashi Mitsuo?

"Then...where is the real Mitsuo Itabashi?! Where did you hide him?!"

The man standing before him, Banqiao, wore a nostalgic expression and said softly:

“Hmph, two months ago, he was still resisting in fear in that alley, and now…” he let out a strange sense of satisfaction, “his soul has merged into the power of God and become part of the altar.”

"It is his greatest honor to be able to contribute his flesh and blood to the coming of God."

"Honored?!" Duan Zilian almost laughed out of anger after hearing this; he felt a wave of nausea churning inside him.

From Red King in Yokohama, who only wanted to go home, to this boy whose existence has been erased, these self-proclaimed gods have never taken life seriously.

"Is wantonly trampling on the lives of others your so-called 'god's' special XP?" Duan Zilian sneered, pointing at the Kirieloid in front of him with a vicious mockery in his eyes.

"I say, is your 'Kirieloid God' so frustrated that he had to come here and send you guys to cause trouble and wreak havoc because he couldn't make it in the universe?"

Mitsuo Itabashi suddenly froze, as if he had heard some extremely filthy words, and his face turned ugly in an instant.

"What did you say?!!"

"Am I wrong? If you ask me, is it because you're too ugly to show your faces that you need to find cheap second-hand houses to live in?! Only you sewer bugs would treasure such a lousy 'container'."

Duan Zilian took a step forward, her eyes full of mockery. Her words pierced Banqiao Mitsuo's heart like needles.

"You...you dare to insult God!!" Itabashi Mitsuo's face twisted instantly, his skin peeling off like dry plaster, revealing a fierce-looking face.

"Insult? I'm just giving an objective assessment." Duan Zilian felt his adrenaline surge, and he continued spewing insults, "Look at yourself, you look like a deformed child who wasn't born right. I can't even imagine how ugly your master must be!!"

"shut up!!!"

The Kirieloid was utterly enraged. He roared and swooped down, like a demon pouncing on Duan Zilian.

"Well done!" Duan Zilian's adrenaline surged at this moment.

Hong Kai's special training was most evident at this moment. He dodged the attack by sidestepping and slammed his right fist hard into that ugly face.

The two wrestled on the long staircase. Although Duan Zilian was extremely weak, the huge adrenaline was frantically squeezing out his physical strength. He slammed an elbow into the man's side ribs, followed by a knee strike and a hook punch. Each move carried the heavy weight of the past.

He fought like a madman, each punch filled with the fury to crush his opponent to dust, and at one point he even forced the demon to retreat.

—Thump!

Just then, the giant gate in the sky suddenly resonated with a muffled thunderous sound, as if an ancient bell had been struck.

Kirieloid paused for a moment, letting Duan Zilian's fist slam into his shoulder. He used the force of the impact to suddenly retreat, his body shaking violently.

He looked up at the sky, a smug, confident smile spreading across his face.

"Hahahaha..." The Kirieloid laughed coldly. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, spread his arms, and slowly flew into the air.

"The time has come, Ultraman Tiga! I said, this world needs no second god!! Now, prepare to become ashes on the altar!!"

Suddenly, he transformed into a blinding streak of light, hurtling straight toward the center of the dense crowd not far away.

"Buzz!"

A holy white light bloomed in the sky above the beach, and the fake "angel" reappeared in mid-air.

"A miracle! A miracle has occurred!" A frenzied cheer erupted from the crowd.

Thousands of people knelt down, with only a few solitary figures standing out starkly against the tide of kneeling worship.

"Tch..." Miura Yumiko stubbornly raised her head, tossed her golden hair, her eyes filled with disgust. Hayama stood firmly beside her, his eyes fierce.

"Seriously... Komachi, don't kneel!" Hachiman Hikigaya, sweating profusely, supported his sister who kept kneeling, his dead fish eyes filled with despair. "If you kneel, who knows what kind of joke that kid, Danzi Rei, will make about me when he sees this! Damn it... where is that Danzi Rei guy?!"

He instinctively looked at Sakuta Azusagawa beside him, who was also tightly protecting Kaede. Both of their eyes were filled with anxiety: "Where's Danzi Rei... Where is that idiot?"

On the church steps, Duan Zilian looked at the hypocritical "angel" in the sky, revered by thousands, and felt a wave of nausea wash over her.

"Fuck your god! You bastard, I can't let you... destroy this place!"

Duan Zilian raised his left hand with trembling hands, and the bracelet suddenly felt a sharp pain as it sensed his intention.

The crystals on it flickered on and off, emitting a series of mournful tremors.

It is cold.

It is refusing.

It's telling Duan Zilian—if you transform again, you'll die.

"Honestly, who cares about life or death at a time like this?" Duan Zilian was covered in cold sweat from the pain, but he laughed extremely arrogantly, and his eyes gradually turned crazy.

"If we wait any longer, my insincere minister will be brainwashed by that giant bug... Get moving!!!"

"Tiga————!!!"

He mustered the last of his strength and let out a roar.

The next second, the Spark Prism forcibly tore open the shackles and instantly enveloped him!

--boom!!

The next moment, a white light shot into the sky, heading straight for the angel in the sky.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, the red and purple giant roared out of the light, like a tyrannosaur that had lost its mind. He hugged the Kirieloid tightly from behind, with the momentum of mutual destruction, and the two of them fell into the distant sea like a meteorite!

"Bang—!!!"

A hundred-meter-high wave surged into the sky.

"Thank goodness!! It's Ultraman Tiga!" Yui Yuigahama covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes instantly, while Yukino Yukinoshita secretly breathed a sigh of relief beside her.

"Kaisang, it's Duan-kun!" Mirai shouted excitedly.

However, the next second, everyone's expression froze.

“Why…” Yukino Yukinoshita stood on the shore, her fingertips digging deeply into her palms, her voice trembling.

“That light…” Future cried out in terror.

"Why are the lights flashing..." Hachiman and Azusagawa asked at the same time.

On the sea, Tiga stood up unsteadily, his red and purple body appearing unusually thin in the moonlight.

On the giant's chest, a timer representing energy has been beating crimson crimson wildly since the very first second it appeared, like a guiding lighthouse in the pitch-black night. However, what it guides is not hope.

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!"

The urgent alarm echoed across the silent sea, like a countdown to death.

“Severely low on energy… Duan Zilian!” Hong Kai stood in the shadows, gritting his teeth. “He’s fighting at the cost of his life.”

"Hoo, ah—" Duan Zilian took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the dizziness in her body.

Tiga assumed a starting stance, his body heaving violently, his milky-white eyes fixed on the Kirieloid opposite him.

The giant's eyes held a raging fury powerful enough to set the sea ablaze.

Since you're going to be demons, then I'll drag all of you false gods down from this hell to be buried with you.

"Come on! You fake angel!!"

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Chapter 40 The Fall! The Will Will Not Fall!

"Reporting to headquarters, this is New City! Giants and angels have appeared. Tiga's situation looks dire. Please specify the attack target!"

Tetsuo Shinjo gripped the control stick of the F-16 tightly, his heart pounding with anxiety for Ultraman Tiga.

A cold voice came from headquarters on the other end of the channel:

"Stand by, New City. Monitoring shows that angels are 'judging' demons. Do not interfere with the sacred procedure."

"Trial? What a joke!" Shinjo stared at the weakened giant on the sea. "Aren't we going to help the giant? He looks like he can't even stand up!"

"Stand by, this is the highest order."

"...Damn it!" Shinjo slammed his fist into the instrument panel, and the fighter jet let out a resentful roar in the air.

"Tiga, I told you, your body is so weak right now that even your light energy is dissipating. Even so, do you still choose to fight?"

Kirieloid and Tiga clashed fists, creating a wave.

"You still chose a place far from people? It won't harm people or damage the surrounding buildings. You really are an indecisive person!"

"Go to hell, shut that stinking mouth!" In Tiga's mind, Duan Zilian was roaring furiously.

He felt every cell in his body was screaming in agony. The price of the forced transformation was causing his consciousness to sink into darkness. Only by forcibly stimulating his brain could he stay awake.

[Duan Zilian, kid! Can you hear me?]

Hey? You brat, answer me!

"Damn it! He can't hear me anymore."

Hong Kai gritted his teeth, staring intently at the sky. The Gates of Hell in the sky looked so hopeless, and Duan Zilian, who was fighting in the distance, looked so lonely.

But he, who calls himself a senior in the world of jokes, was completely useless at the crucial moment.

On the sea, the standoff between Tiga and the Kirieloids has reached a fever pitch.

It was less of a battle and more of an execution.

Tiga was no match for the Kirieloids; he was completely outmatched in strength, physical ability, and skill.

The Kirieloid's forearm conjured sharp blades, forcing Tiga to dodge frantically; each strike sent flames raging across the sky.

"Angels! Quickly judge that demon!"

"Kill him! He'll only bring disaster!"

On the shore, the kneeling believers uttered frantic curses.

However, there was also a group of silent people who felt an indescribable sadness as they watched Tiga being repeatedly defeated.

"Is the angel... really right?"

They looked at each other, and suddenly they saw something in each other's eyes.

On the other side, along the coastal highway.

"Daigo!! Who told you to drive the department car there without permission! Get back here right now!"

Daigo slammed the still-ringing phone shut and tossed it onto the passenger seat.

He parked his TPC-branded pickup truck across the roadside, opened the door, and stood there alone, gazing at the giant on the sea.

“I’m so sorry, Minister… but I can’t pretend I didn’t see it.”

Daigo looked up into the distance. Although the whole world was condemning that giant, and the internet was full of so-called "evidence," Daigo felt a strange tightness in his chest.

That strange feeling kept telling him that the guy being beaten was his real ally.

"Daigo... there must be something else you can do here."

He muttered to himself and ran toward the direction of the crowd's prayers.

The giant gate in the sky groaned again, the cracks slowly widening, and a cacophony of sounds emanated from within, like the whispers of ancient gods.

"We must... close that door first!"

Duan Zilian's heart tightened, a flash of crystal purple light appeared on her forehead, and her body instantly became light.

Tiga transformed into a purple afterimage, shaking off the Kirieloids, and headed straight for the Gates of Hell in the sky.

"just--!"

As soon as he landed, he switched back to his powerful form, gripping the edge of the Gate of Hell tightly with both arms, trying to close it with brute force.

"The demon, the demon wants to close the gates of heaven... the angels... uh, the giants want to close the giant gates!!"

In the sky, helicopters roared, the host exclaimed in surprise, and the cameras shook wildly.

"Go back!!!"

boom!!

A Hellfire Bullet struck Tiga precisely in the waist.

Crimson sparks exploded from behind the giant.