Rebirth: I am Ultraman Tiga

Above the city's skyline, Ultraman Tiga was like a towering golden tower, his figure upright and resolute, his shining body as if made of endless justice and power. Just now, he had fearlessly and resolutely blocked the fatal light like the Grim Reaper's sickle emitted by the giant TV for the Victory Team.

That beam of light, like a demon claw from the abyss of darkness, rushed towards the victorious team at a terrifying speed with the malice of destroying everything. At this critical moment, Ultraman Tiga stepped forward without hesitation, exposing himself to the terrifying attack. The light brushed past Tiga's body, and in an instant, the space seemed to be torn into a hideous hole. Under the impact of this super energy, the air molecules emitted a sharp whistle that was enough to pierce the eardrums, as if countless vengeful spirits were wailing in pain.

This powerful impact force was like a raging tsunami, spreading out from the light. The abandoned factory on the edge of the city, which had been eroded and forgotten by the years, was instantly razed to the ground under the influence of this deadly light. The dilapidated factory buildings, rusty machines, and weeds that grew tenaciously among the ruins all disappeared in an instant. The huge metal structure was like a fragile building block, easily overturned and twisted, and then turned into dust in the vortex of energy. The dust raised was like a surging sandstorm, covering the sky and the sun, and quickly covering half of the sky. The sky of the city was instantly shrouded in darkness. The sun struggled to penetrate the heavy dust curtain, but could only sprinkle a few faint rays of light on the edge, like a fire of hope struggling in the darkness.

People on the ground looked at this scene in horror. Some covered their eyes and dared not look directly at it. Some opened their mouths and screamed silently. Some collapsed to the ground, shocked by the powerful force and the breath of destruction and lost the ability to think and act. Vehicles lost control in panic and collided everywhere, and traffic fell into chaos. People on the street ran away in all directions, and their shouts and cries intertwined to form a symphony of despair.

After receiving the blow, Ultraman Tiga's body swayed slightly, but his feet were still firmly rooted in the earth, like an unshakable mountain. There was no fear or retreat in his eyes, only a firm belief in protecting this land and mankind. Those shining eyes seemed to declare to the darkness that no matter what powerful enemies and dangerous attacks he faced, he would be the last barrier and hope for this city and this group of mankind. Even though his body had suffered great trauma at this moment, the light of justice in his heart became more and more blazing, ready to face the upcoming more brutal battle. He knew that his mission was not only to resist this attack, but also to completely defeat the darkness and bring light and peace to the city.

At the same time, in the mysterious and cold dark space deep in the universe, Huang Hongsheng was like a demon hiding in the shadows, quietly lurking in the huge and complex control room of the giant TV. Here, the walls around him shone with a cold metallic luster, and the indicator lights on various precision instruments flickered like ghost lights, as if telling endless dark secrets.

Huang Hongsheng sat in the strange-shaped control chair, leaning forward slightly, holding the control stick tightly with both hands. He seemed to blend into the dark environment, exuding a chilling atmosphere. His face was already cold, and it was even more gloomy under the dim light. When he saw Ultraman Tiga successfully resist the attack of the giant TV, his eyes were instantly injected with evil magic, burning with angry flames. The flames jumped and rolled, and the scorching temperature seemed to be able to ignite the endless dark universe and burn everything to ashes.

His face was distorted by extreme anger. His originally smooth features were twisted into a ball. The veins on his forehead were bulging like a serpent crawling. His cheeks were flushed red, like a statue cursed by the devil, exuding a creepy aura. "Damn Ultraman Tiga!" His roar exploded in the empty control room like thunder. The sound waves spread around like a surging tide, shaking the delicate instruments around. The pointers on some dashboards jumped wildly, as if they were afraid of this powerful force of anger.

His body also trembled violently with anger, and the metal structure under the seat made a "creaking" sound, as if it could not bear the weight. Huang Hongsheng stood up suddenly, and his tall and thin figure cast a long, twisted shadow in the flashing light of the instrument, like a demon from hell. He slammed his fist hard on the control console beside him. With a muffled "bang", a shallow crack appeared on the surface of the control console instantly. This crack seemed to be the embodiment of his anger and hatred, which continued to spread.

In his heart, Ultraman Tiga has become the biggest stumbling block on his way to conquer the earth and rule the universe. He thought that with the powerful attack power of the giant TV, he could easily destroy the Victory Team and Ultraman Tiga, who they relied on, and thus smoothly incorporate the earth into his dark territory. However, Ultraman Tiga's tenacious resistance completely shattered his fantasy, which made him feel extremely humiliated and angry. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: at all costs, to completely defeat Ultraman Tiga, let him struggle painfully and beg for mercy at his feet, to vent his hatred. So, he sat back in the control chair, and his hands quickly operated on the control panel, with a crazy and resolute light flashing in his eyes, ready to launch a more fierce attack, and a more thrilling battle was about to begin on this stage of light and darkness.

Then, his veiny hands began to dance on the complex control panel like a crazy spider, his fingers rapidly jumping and interlacing between the densely packed buttons and joysticks, and every press and turn was accompanied by the surge of evil power deep in his heart. His eyes were fixed on Ultraman Tiga on the screen, revealing twisted excitement and cruel determination, as if he was weaving a dark web that could swallow up the light.

The giant television in the universe seemed like a prehistoric beast that had been awakened. Its originally still body began to tremble slightly, emitting a chilling blue light, as if the dark power was condensing and flowing in its body. The huge mechanical legs slowly lifted up, accompanied by a deafening roar. This roar was like a doomsday knell from the depths of the universe, hitting people's eardrums and hearts again and again. Each roar was accompanied by the trembling of the earth, as if the entire universe was groaning in pain under the oppression of this power.

The mechanical foot was like a meteorite carrying the power of destruction, smashing down towards Ultraman Tiga with the force of a mountain. Ultraman Tiga had just blocked the fatal light, and the energy in his body had not yet fully recovered after the intense consumption just now. The color timer was flashing a dangerous light, warning him of his lack of strength. Facing the sudden and fierce attack of the giant TV, his reaction speed was a little slow, and he was kicked to the ground by the huge mechanical foot before he could dodge.

His huge, shining body collided violently with the ground, making a dull thud that sounded like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, echoing in every corner of the city. The ground of the entire city shook violently as if a strong earthquake had occurred. The vehicles on the street were like toys being toyed with by invisible giant hands, colliding and rolling with each other. The alarm sounded instantly through the sky. Countless high-rise buildings were tottering under this powerful impact, and the glass of the buildings shattered one after another. The transparent fragments fell like raindrops, flashing dazzling light under the refraction of the sun, and then ruthlessly smashed into the ground, scratching the streets and sticking into the soil, as if it was a bloody embellishment of this disaster.

The people in the city fell into extreme panic and chaos under this sudden change. Pedestrians on the street ran around, screaming and shouting, forming a desperate noisy sound wave. Some people were scratched by falling glass, and blood flowed on the ground, mixed with dust, forming a tragic picture. Children cried in fear and hugged their parents' legs tightly, while parents used their bodies to protect their children, their eyes full of helplessness and fear. Ultraman Tiga fell to the ground, looking at the chaotic city, with endless self-blame and sense of mission in his heart. He knew that he had to stand up again as soon as possible, even if he faced a powerful enemy, he had to fight to protect these innocent lives.

Huang Hongsheng looked at Ultraman Tiga at his feet. The hatred in his eyes was like a bottomless black hole that seemed to be never filled. Even though Ultraman Tiga had been knocked down, he still did not get rid of his hatred. His hands danced more and more frantically on the control panel, and every command was full of determination to crush Ultraman Tiga completely.

Under his control, the giant TV slowly moved its heavy body like a mountain, and stepped heavily towards Ultraman Tiga who was lying on the ground with a sense of oppression that crushed everything. Ultraman Tiga was trapped in a desperate situation at this time, being stepped on tightly, and his shining body rubbed against the ground violently, instantly creating dazzling sparks. The sparks were particularly dazzling in the dim sky, but also revealed endless tragic grandeur.

With the weight of the giant TV, the surrounding ground made a painful "crunching" sound, and under the heavy load, it cracked like a fragile eggshell. Deep cracks spread in all directions of the city with Ultraman Tiga as the center, as if they were wounds torn from the earth, or evil marks carved on this land by dark forces. Wherever the cracks went, roads were cut off, underground pipes broke, and water and gas gushed out, further exacerbating the chaos and disaster in the city.

At this time, the evil and arrogant figure of Huang Hongsheng appeared on the giant TV screen. He was high above, like the ruler of the dark world, overlooking Ultraman Tiga under his feet, with a twisted sneer on the corner of his mouth, which was full of blasphemy against justice and light. He said loudly in a tone full of contempt and ridicule: "You stupid humans, you still want to resist my rule? Look at your so-called guardian god Ultraman Tiga. At this moment, he is like an ant at the mercy of others, and I easily stepped on him. He can't protect himself, so what can he use to protect you? You think you can fight against me with him, it's just wishful thinking! I am the ruler of this universe, and you will all surrender to me and become slaves of my dark empire."

His voice echoed through the giant TV's loudspeaker system, echoing over the city, reaching every corner and every person's ears. People listened to his words, fearful but more angry and unyielding. The members of the Victory Team clenched their fists in the base, their eyes blazing with fire. Captain Yang Xue gritted her teeth and said, "Don't let him get complacent. We will never give up!" Some ordinary people in the city hid in the ruins, but their eyes were still firm; some comforted and encouraged each other, ready to hold on to the end in this dark moment.

Ultraman Tiga could clearly feel the heavy oppression and humiliation under his feet, but his heart was not broken. He was accumulating strength, feeling the weak but tenacious light of faith of the people on Earth. He knew that he could not fall down. As long as the light in his heart was still there, as long as the hope of mankind was not extinguished, he would have the strength to stand up again, fight against this evil force to the end, and protect these brave and lovely humans behind him.

In the Victory Team's base, the atmosphere was as heavy as the depression before a storm. The team members stared at the screen, and everyone's eyes were burning with anger and unyielding flames. Captain Yang Xue, a leader as resolute as steel, clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles white, and her voice was firm and steady, like a beating war drum: "Don't underestimate humans, we humans can also rely on our own strength to defeat you, the evil guy!" Her words were like an invisible force, stirring up the surging fighting spirit in the hearts of the team members. Vice Captain Zong Fang quickly calmed down, his fingers jumping quickly on the instrument keyboard, as if playing an exciting battle march, his eyes focused and sharp, trying to find the flaws of the giant TV from the massive amount of data, muttering to himself: "There must be weaknesses, we will definitely find a breakthrough." The Xincheng team members were flushed, and shouted angrily: "This hateful guy, we must not let him succeed!" As he spoke, he checked his weapons and equipment, ready to go into battle at any time.

However, Ultraman Tiga, who was being stepped on, was not swallowed by this dark predicament. Deep in his heart, the flame representing justice and protection was still burning. He could feel the eyes of countless people on the earth focused on him. The trust, hope and courage contained in those eyes were like warm currents converging into a vast ocean of power. His hands were like steel, tightly grasping the soles of the giant TV. The muscles in his arms were tense, as if they contained infinite power. Golden rays of light flashed on his body like a smart dragon. That was the brilliance of hope and faith that he condensed in the predicament. There was no fear or retreat in his eyes, only a rock-hard belief and an indomitable fighting spirit, as if he was declaring to Huang Hongsheng and the entire dark force: Even in a desperate situation, the light will never go out.

Just as Huang Hongsheng was about to launch a fatal attack on Ultraman Tiga, Ultraman Tiga suddenly erupted with a force that shook the world. His body, which was being stepped on, suddenly thrust upwards, and his hands lifted the legs of the giant TV high up like a huge jack. With a roar, his body rolled up from the ground, his movements were agile and swift, like a golden lightning that cut through the darkness. Huang Hongsheng was caught off guard by this sudden resistance, and his control instantly became flustered and sluggish. Ultraman Tiga seized this fleeting opportunity, spread his wings, and rushed into the sky like a golden meteor, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and then pulled them apart with overwhelming force. A ray of light that gathered light and faith quickly formed in his hands. The light was as bright as the dawn of the universe, and contained enough power to tear apart the darkness.

However, Huang Hongsheng was cunning and evil after all. He quickly woke up from his panic and frantically controlled the arms of the giant TV to instantly launch a series of dense energy bombs like raindrops. Those energy bombs, with the breath of death, whistled towards Ultraman Tiga. Ultraman Tiga dodged flexibly in the air. His figure was as light as a swallow, and he drew graceful arcs in the air. But the attack of the energy bombs was too dense, and in the process of dodging, the angle of the light was also affected.