People in Ultra: Gain Saiyan blood at the beginning

Bai Di's face was very ugly, looking at Jiatanjiehe who was walking slowly, he felt a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

Up to now, if you don't use the power of God of Destruction or Extreme Instinct, you won't be Gatanjae's opponent at all!

Exactly which force to use?

Just as Bai Di was still hesitating, Jiatanjiehe suddenly stagnated, and his breath kept fluctuating!

Gatanjiehe was forced to stop, covered his chest, and cursed secretly: "Damn it! Master's power is really not that easy to get!"

Although he has integrated a ray of the master's breath, it is not a perfect fusion.

Even a ray of remaining breath still possesses incomparably huge power.

Otherwise, Gatanjae would not have evolved through this.

However, it is precisely because the master is too powerful that his aura is very unstable!
Now he must find a place to digest his newly acquired power, otherwise he may explode and die!

"Hmph, it's your fate." Gatanjiehe snorted coldly, turning into a purple light and returning to the crack in the sky.

He could suppress the discomfort and kill Bai Di, but this would also cause irreversible damage to him.

Anyway, he can kill this ant at any time, and he is not in a hurry.

Gatange left, but the black cloud covering the earth did not dissipate, but became thicker.

Just as Bai Di wanted to make a move, an irresistible exhaustion hit him, and he lost consciousness.

In the eyes of human beings, the last giant of light also turned into countless light particles, collapsing on the dark sea.

"Da Gu!" In the TPC headquarters, Lina screamed as she looked at Di Jia who had turned into a stone statue.

Ju Jianhui's expression also became depressed, this battle was already beyond imagination.

Even with the help of the dark giant, they lost so badly.

The atmosphere in the command room became heavy, and the morale that Ju Jianhui had managed to raise before was gone.

The strength of Gatange made them feel no hope.

This battle is completely lost.

Even if all the Ultra fighters work together, they still can't defeat Gatanjae.

Even five people were killed by Gatanjae, and the last one seemed to disappear into the world.

All these scenes are hitting the fragile hearts of human beings hard.

In just a few minutes, their moods went up and down, but in the end, they still ended in defeat.

No one blamed the Ultra warriors.

However, an incurable despair spread.

"Tiga is dead."

"Ultra warrior... is dead."

"Dead, dead, all dead."

"We're going to die too."

Countless human beings seemed to have lost their souls, and they collapsed powerlessly to the ground, muttering to themselves incessantly.

Whether it was office workers in suits or leather shoes, or residents in daily attire, they all sat down on the ground without image at this moment, and lost all the luster in their eyes.

They don't have any motivation.

perish. ． ． ． ． ．within reach.

They finally no longer have to worry about what to eat tomorrow, nor do they have to worry about tomorrow's work.

because. ． ． ． ． ．There is no tomorrow.

"I really hated the boss who exploited me." An office worker said suddenly.

"Tomorrow is obviously a rest day, and he asked all of us to work overtime."

"The overtime pay is pitifully low." He seemed to shake his fist a little indignantly.

"But, I really want to go to work tomorrow..." He raised his head, two lines of tears rolled down his eyes, his eyes were full of longing for life.

When he cried, it affected the hearts of countless people, and for a while, the voices of sorrow were endless.

Even a man who is usually strong is crying loudly at this moment.

The fate of being about to be destroyed has already made everyone care about pretending.

And more people showed extreme numbness.

They don't even want to express their emotions.

The last hope was cut off by the enemy himself, and he watched the soldier who carried the hope be beheaded.

Their hope has sunk into the bottom of the sea along with the giant stone statue.

They are not so much people as a group of walking dead.

Because of the loss of hope and loss of soul, the only instinct is to repeat the words "dead, dead".

This scene appeared all over the world.

Despair has enveloped this planet.

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The communicator in the soldier's hand fell to the ground, his eyes were blank, and he repeated repeatedly: "Dead, all dead."

"No, I don't believe it, Dijia won't die!" The little boy shook his head desperately, as if he didn't want to believe this fact.

"My child, we are hopeless." The soldier shook his head dejectedly. He is already an adult, and he can no longer be as innocent as a child.

This is the cruel reality they must face.

"Impossible, Dijia will definitely come to save us!" Another little girl insisted.

"Don't you understand what I said!"

"We're hopeless! We're hopeless! Understand!"

"The Ultra warrior is dead! Tiga is dead too!"

"Six Ultra fighters! The whole army is wiped out! They are all dead!" The soldier suddenly shouted hysterically!
Seeing the frightened child, the soldier didn't try to comfort him, but sat down with his arms around his knees.

He was trembling all over, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and he kept saying, "Dead, we are all dead, we are hopeless..."

At this moment, like a frightened child, he could only curl up in a corner, trying his best to hide himself.

Although, it's futile.

"Tiga has always been by our side." The little boy's voice sounded.

The soldier looked up and saw that the little boy was holding his beloved Tiga toy, and handed it to him very seriously.

Looking at the little Tiga doll, the figure slowly sinking into the bottom of the sea reappeared in the soldier's mind. He buried his head between his knees again, and tears of despair flowed out uncontrollably.

He also wants to. ． ． ． ． ．He also wants to believe that Tiga is still there!
However, Tiga has sunk into the sea. ． ． ． ． ．
Even if Tiga is resurrected, he is not the opponent of that monster. ． ． ． ． ．

The soldier's shoulders shook violently, and he suppressed the sobbing as much as possible. He didn't want the children to see his vulnerable side.

But that clumsy cover-up couldn't hide it from the two children at all. The boy patted the soldier's shoulder pretending to be old-fashioned:

"Don't worry, you have to learn to trust Tiga."

"Tiga will definitely stand up again."

The girl also nodded with a smile. Although she didn't say much, her eyes were full of confidence in Tiga.

The soldier raised his face full of tears and looked at the two children in confusion, wondering why they had so much confidence in Di Jia.

He laughed miserably, perhaps, it wouldn't be a bad thing to die with such false hopes.