Amidst the cheers, Membius raised his head and looked at the dissipating explosion flames and the blue sky and white clouds behind him, thinking in his heart: "Where did this monster come from?"

Although there is no evidence, Mebius feels that this monster is probably not 'natural', but artificially created.

Obviously, he had used the ability to teleport before, but he seemed to have forgotten it in the subsequent battles and never used it again. If the modified Bemonstein could use this skill flexibly, he would never be defeated so easily.

No one can tell him the answer. He can only find the truth behind it.

No, not just him, but also...them...

Membius lowered his head and looked at the ground. Among the piles of ruins, Long raised his hand and took off his helmet. His eyes were confused and he scanned the surroundings. He saw ruins and flames and heard cheers.

and sadness.

It's just that their words can't protect anything. It's only Ultraman's power that can protect this world, but...

The dragon raised his head and looked at the god-like Mebius, thinking in his heart: "Can Ultraman stay in this world forever?"

The answer is no!

Grandpa and the others have been thinking about Ultraman Tiga for a lifetime, but he never appeared again after leaving, which has become a regret in their lives. And the dream in front of them, Ultraman Bius, will leave sooner or later, and will not appear again.

As for monsters, do we have to pray for Ultraman to appear again?

Without Ultraman, would humans have to kneel down and beg for mercy or wait for death?

But protecting the earth is easier said than done, but extremely difficult to do.

The dragon was unwilling to give in, but he could only lower his head and look at the gravel everywhere, helpless!

The bloody setting sun reflected on the earth, and only the continuous ruins and unextinguished embers could be seen.
Chapter completed!