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He is now unarmed.
Ace pushed the monster hard, deliberately moving the battle away from the orphanage.
"Go ahead, go ahead, Snokilan, crush the orphanage for me! Drive all those foreign things out of Japan!"
What God, what Christ, what damn Christmas, these imported things make people forget their ancestors.
Snowkilan's head continuously emitted strong light, making Ace unable to see, and the battle was once in trouble.
"That's it!" the red-faced ghost said proudly, "Kill Ace, he's not a good guy either."
"Do you hate Ultraman so much?" Lingye asked.
"Of course, the giant of light, the light of hope. That kind of thing is simply disgusting."
He is a dark monster, and human fear and negative emotions are his food. He knows better than anyone else that human nature is deception, concealment, and intrigue. It was like this a thousand years ago, it is like this now, and it will not change in the future.
"Ultraman can't save people's hearts."
"Maybe that's the case. Humans are inherently complex creatures." Ling did not refute.
She is not that great in saving people's hearts, and neither is Ace. Even God cannot save them, otherwise, why was Christ crucified? Even if he sacrificed himself as a lamb, the world still cannot escape the final judgment. When the trumpet sounds, everything is annihilated.
Of course, this is the Christian view, and Ling is not a religious person.
"Why, you won't do anything to me?"
Seeing that Ling had no intention of fighting him from beginning to end, the ghost was a little surprised. He was not afraid of death. The final outcome had long been doomed. There was no place for him in this world. Like his former companions, he would soon disappear into the darkness.
He was not afraid. They came from darkness, and it was natural for them to return to darkness. All life must experience birth and death, and they were no exception. A thousand years was long enough.
Maybe that’s a new journey.
His companions had already set off on their journey, leaving only him. Perhaps the general was still waiting for him? Just like in the past, he walked majestically in the front. Ghosts and monsters, hundreds of demons paraded at night.
"Lonely, eh, Tenshaku?"
"You know my name?"
For monsters, if their real names are known by others, it is equivalent to having their fate controlled by others.
“Yeah, I can probably feel it.”
Ling also stretched out her hand. Tian Xiegui wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't because his body didn't obey his thoughts. The small hand pressed on his head.
He thought she would do something, just like the priests and shrine maidens in the past, but surprisingly, she did nothing. She just rubbed his head, simply and gently.
Then Tian Xiegui realized that he had made a mistake from the beginning.
She is not Ultraman.
It's just because humans can accept it and have long been accustomed to it, so she has become that image.
She's not an alien either.
She is his mother, the mother of the gods in heaven, and all life.
"God Izanami!"
He knelt down and whispered the name.
Izanami, the mother of the gods and lord of the underworld.
Gaia, the will of the planet and the mother goddess of the earth.
Or she could be the goddess Hou Tu, the master of the merits of reincarnation.
He has many, many names, and different civilizations and beliefs, but it doesn’t matter. These names are all Him, and they are not Him. He is not sanctified by merit, and does not exist by belief.
Whether humans worship or believe in Him has nothing to do with Him. He will not become nobler because of belief, nor will He become degraded because of slander, because He is this planet itself. Independent of cause and effect, in all parallel universes, as long as the concept of "Earth" exists, He will exist forever.
Tian Xiegui could not imagine, and even with all his thoughts he dared not speculate, that the Supreme Spirit would come to him in person. Her eyes were on him, and her hand touched him.
He once complained to the heavens about the injustice of this world, asking why only humans were allowed to exist. But the heavens did not answer.
But now, 'Heaven' stood before him.
Dare he ask again?
"Do you really have to disappear, monsters?"
He asked after all. Cautiously, begging for mercy.
"I don't know. Maybe this era no longer belongs to monsters, but who can tell what the future will be like."
This answer doesn't seem to make any sense.
But it was enough. At least he knew that the so-called "predestined fate" did not exist. Gods and fate would not interfere with the choices of any life. It was you who sowed the seeds and reaped the fruits.
"So, Mahagai, have you finished venting your anger?"
He is Amegaki, and Namahagai is his real name, a name that must not be known to anyone, not even his former companions in the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.
But when he heard it from her mouth, he didn't feel any burden, but rather a sense of intimacy.
She doesn’t need to curse with her real name, because as long as she hates, she can make any existence hate her. She doesn’t need to bind with her real name, because she is the original cause, the root of all cause and effect.
Under the light of Metalium, the giant beast of the wind and snow was shattered into dust.
Tian Xiegui lowered his head to bid farewell to his last companion.
The Snow Girl probably wouldn't blame Ace, but rather Tenshaki. She used to love beauty the most, but she turned herself into such a monster. For her, this was probably more difficult to accept than death.
She would puff out her mouth and use the wind and snow to freeze herself into an ice block, and then ask the general to play the ice-smashing game with her.
She would indeed do so, and although the general treated everyone equally, he would be particularly lenient towards her.
General, and everyone.
"We'll never see each other again, right?" Tianxiegui said to himself.
They all left, leaving him alone as a lingering coward.
"That just opens a new journey. The soul will never disappear, and all traces of its existence will be deposited in the sea of souls. Even if I can't meet them exactly the same again, we will meet again."
He said so.
Maybe it's no longer a monster, but a bird perching on a willow tree, a spring breeze blowing through a flower bud, or a glance back in the crowd. Then there's a flash of inexplicable throbbing. It's as if they've seen each other before.
The family, friendship and love we once had turned into one sentence:
"I think I've seen you before?"
"Yeah, it really is."
Then let’s say each other our names in this life.
Chapter 193: Forgiveness and Rebirth
The snowstorm that started yesterday afternoon was like the sky was shattered, and all the ice and snow that had accumulated for many years were scattered to the ground, but the snow stopped in the middle of the night.
The stop was a little abrupt. The sky was so clear at this moment, as if yesterday's snowstorm was fake.
The manor was covered with snow, which quickly melted into streams after the sun came out, flowing into the lake.
"Maybe Santa Claus wants to give out presents, but he gives too many." Maria said when she woke up in the morning.
The snow scene is really beautiful. If it doesn’t affect traffic and travel, it really is like a gift.
The manor was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the butler Jianye was arranging the servants in the manor to sweep the snow. Among them, there was a hunchbacked old man sweeping the snow, who looked a little strange, Maria had never seen him before.
"Who is that old gentleman?"
When asked, Jianye didn't know either.
"The young lady brought it back last night."
The old man was already very old and should have been enjoying his retirement. The wrinkles on his face were so deep that his facial features were almost invisible.
"He was told to go and have a rest, but he insisted on sweeping the snow. At his age, it would be terrible if he fell or got hurt."
"is not that right."
Snow sweeping is the job of young people. Maria went to persuade the old man, but he couldn't be persuaded. You can't persuade someone who doesn't pay any attention to you, because he completely treats you as air. After a few words, Maria had to give up. But Maria didn't get angry because she was ignored, because she found that the old man was a little bit strange.
He held the broom, and each stroke was very serious. It didn't seem like he was sweeping snow, but more like he was doing something noble, like a pilgrimage.
Perhaps he was on a pilgrimage.
"Maria, the manor will be in your hands for the next few days. I have to accompany the young lady to Izumo and won't be back until after the New Year."
While Jianye was talking, he had already gone to get the gift, all dressed up for a long journey. Although he was coming back after the New Year, today was already the 26th, which was actually next week.
Maria remembered that this was indeed the case.
It’s a pity that it’s the first ceremony of Izumo Taisha Shrine. She also wants to see what a young lady looks like in a shrine maiden’s costume.
But she could only stay at home, after all, this was the duty of the head maid.
“Be sure to take more photos,” Maria said.
Jianye was a little troubled, because Hatsumode is a solemn ceremony, and the shrine probably does not allow pilgrims to take photos. But he hesitated for a moment and nodded, otherwise Maria would be too pitiful.
There will always be a way, probably.
Last night, after Ace destroyed the monster, Yamanaka remained silent and even refused Konno's suggestion to send him to the hospital. He took the Spaceship driven by Konno back to the base headquarters.
No matter who advised him, Shanzhong was unwilling to go to the hospital and was as stubborn as a child.
"You'll be fine after a night's rest," Yamanaka said.
But that is simply nonsense. Who can recover from blindness by resting for a night? Being injured by strong light will injure the cells at the base of the eye. Anyone with a little common sense will know that these are non-regenerative cells. Maybe even the retina has detached due to the burn.
"Shanzhong, you should take care of yourself. Even if you have an eye injury, it may be able to be cured with current medical technology." Captain Long said this. He could feel that Shanzhong was giving up on himself.
Long felt very guilty for not fulfilling his duty as the captain of TAC. It was important to destroy the super beasts, but it was equally important to care about the team members.
However, Captain Long's words were somewhat comforting, because he also knew that with the current medical capabilities of mankind, it might not be a wound that could be cured unless a miracle happened.
And then a miracle did happen.
He had a dream in the mountains. He was not sure if it was a dream or not.
He dreamed that he was at the seaside. A sacred sea of glittering light. He just looked at the sea, and then at a certain moment he suddenly realized that every drop of water that made up the sea was a soul, a life.
He understood where he was.
This is the kingdom of God. If this is a dream, then this is not his dream, but the dream of this planet.