Tiga returns to take a leisurely look at human affairs

"Why, why! Why is this happening!"

Bellum wailed painfully in his heart. It was obviously supposed to be a safe voyage, he had obviously left the mothership and boarded the submarine, and he had obviously escaped from a desperate situation. Why would fate put him in another desperate situation?

Locking himself in the submarine's cargo hold, Bellum blocked all the movable shelves and cabinets from the door. With his back leaning on a large amount of debris, he slumped to the ground helplessly, his fear turning into snot and tears. Face full.

Death was like the sound of the beast gnawing flesh and blood outside the cargo hold, always tormenting Bellum's heart.

Wasn’t everything originally fine? All kinds of high-risk monsters and disaster threats on the earth basically occur in the Far East of Asia. TPC branches in other continents occasionally deal with some small monsters and deal with some abnormal phenomena.

Safe, low risk, and great returns.

As for the prophecy of the time machine and the crisis of human extinction, with the TPC headquarters and Ultraman Tiga here, any problem will definitely not be his fault.

Belum is very convinced that making profits and enjoying life is what he should do.

On weekdays, he maintains the image of a good guy who cannot be offended by anyone, and spends most of his energy on currying favor with TPC executives. Relying on his interpersonal skills, he always gives priority to jobs with fewer tasks, less risks, and higher returns. .

After so many years of hard work in TPC, everything is obviously going smoothly!

Why……

Driven by fear, Bellum forced himself to divert his attention.

Then he suddenly felt that he had figured it out. It was all because of the director of the Australian branch, Al Hippokin, who asked the fleet to violate the orders of the TPC headquarters and go deep into abnormal waters, which resulted in the ships being unable to evacuate in time!

I had objected to it at the time, but it was because of El Hippokin's insistence that he got to this point!

And Ultraman Tiga! He clearly had a chance to save the entire mothership, but in the end so many people died. It was a disaster!

And...and Hunter! That idiot, who usually looked down upon no one, would have asked him to get out if he hadn't done something shameful for him.

Who would have thought that now he would be...

bang bang bang!

Three heavy knocks on the door sounded, so powerful that all the shelves and cabinets rattled.

Bellum, who was angrily cursing everyone in his mind, suddenly felt his breath stagnant. His ostrich-like consciousness was brought back to reality, and all the fat in his body shook. Fear instantly overwhelmed all the emotions in my heart.

"Captain Trash, I know you are hiding inside."

Hunter's voice came from outside the door, cold and harsh. Bellum heard it clearly, and it was indeed his voice.

But this time there is something slightly different.

Normally, Hunter is always very decisive when speaking and never pronunciation, but this sentence is different. The sound of the word waste was dragged out for a long time, and the following sentence "I know you are hiding inside" sounded a bit joking.

Just like a cat catching a mouse... no, more like a hungry wolf whispering viciously and greedily before biting the prey's throat.

Bellum even heard the sound of saliva surging in Hunter's throat when he spoke.

Oh shit! Oh shit! Dead! Dead!

The fear of almost bursting himself strongly drove Bellum to want to do something, but he did not dare to do anything. He could only use his hands with all his strength, scratching the ground with his fingers until The skin and flesh were rolled and bloody.

At this time, except for the warehouse where Bellum was hiding, the smell of blood had already filled the entire submarine.

Among them, the submarine cockpit is the most prominent.

Some of the three drivers fell down on their seats while trying to escape.

But without exception, their necks were bitten off by sharp teeth, their chests and abdomen were cut open by sharp claws, their body parts were scattered all over the ground, and they all died miserably.

In addition, the entire interior of the submarine was also severely damaged. All the control panels in the cockpit had traces of being cut by sharp claws. At this time, sparks were still emitting from the gaps.

Following the traces of destruction along the way, we finally arrived just outside the warehouse where Bellum was hiding.

Scared to death by sharp claws, an unusually tall condor could be seen half-suspended in the flickering lights overhead.

He is nearly three meters tall, and his whole body is covered in black veins like muscle fibers. Only his face still retains a little bit of the relatively normal skin color he had when he was a human.

But between the protruding upper and lower jaw bones, where the mouth should have been, sharp teeth have grown, and saliva is overflowing uncontrollably.

There are also eyes, which glow with a faint red light and are tilted to both sides, making the whole person's face almost out of proportion.

I could barely recognize his identity, Hunter, the former vice-captain of the mothership.

Now completely eroded by the strange black substance, it is basically no longer a humanoid monster.

"Come out, Bellum, my useless captain. Come and see what I look like now, and this incredible power!"

After saying that, Hunter slapped the iron door of the warehouse again. It was completely covered with black material, and sharp claws stretched out from the five fingers like beasts. The sharpness actually pierced the solid steel door panel, and then tore the barrier apart. Tin cabinet in the back.

"I don't know what's going on, but this feeling is really wonderful! I'm evolving! I'm evolving, did you hear it! Bellum!"

The claws retracted, and Hunter pressed his distorted face against the door, using his red eyes to look into the warehouse through the gap.

Unsurprisingly, Hunter saw Bellum's slightly fatter back.

The good old captain was covering his ears with his bloody hands and curled up on the ground like a trembling lump of flesh.

Hunter couldn't help but laugh in a low voice, and on the other side of the door, the meat on the ground suddenly shook faster.

"I can feel that this power is entering my body and becoming a part of me! It is still evolving! It needs to evolve! I am evolving with it! Hahahaha! Come out quickly and become my nourishment!"

Just as Hunter was laughing wildly and raising his claws, intending to tear the door apart in one fell swoop, he suddenly heard someone speaking.

"Is this here, huh? There are still a lot of dead people."

The young man's voice came from the cockpit not far away.

Then, what responded to this sentence was a bark, a bark that made Hunter tremble from the bottom of his heart.

He was quite sure that this was the sound of the khaki puppy that bit his wrist.

"Oh? It turns out to be a weapon that can hurt Ultraman Tiga, so I have to borrow it and take a look."

The man's voice appeared again, and at the same time there were the sounds of footsteps, the sounds of footsteps stepping directly on sticky blood and countless internal parts of the human body.

Hunter knew that the scary puppy that had infected him must be gradually approaching him together with the owner of the footsteps.

Soon, a figure wearing a black robe and a hood appeared at the other end of the corridor.

Hunter looked at him, feeling a strange sense of fragmentation in his heart.

The part of me that was still a human being felt only a sense of crisis. But the part that had become a monster was now madly conveying the emotion of fear, as well as the uncontrollable feeling of surrender.

Hunter didn't dare to act rashly, but the figure in black robe had already walked in front of him.

Looking at the strange monster that was three meters tall, half-bent in the corridor, and covered in pitch-black material, the man in black robe didn't seem to feel strange at all. He waved to Hunter as if he was greeting an acquaintance.

Then he pointed at his waist and asked.

"Can you lend me your dagger that can pop out a light blade?"