Ultraman: He was bestowed a treasure by the King of Ultra at the start of the game.

But just as Tiga had walked three hundred meters, a low-frequency tremor suddenly came from the ground, and a spiderweb-like red light lit up under the mirror-like surface.

They stopped abruptly. On the open ground around the spire, hundreds of silver-white mechs were emerging from the underground elevator platform.

The muzzle of the shoulder-fired particle cannon turned towards him, and the heat dissipation fins on the outer layer of the barrel glowed with a dangerous orange light.

Further on the horizon, more than thirty disc-shaped warships broke through the clouds and appeared in an orderly fashion.

The heavy armored vehicles of the ground forces formed a ring of defenses, and the missile launchers were slowly being raised amidst the screeching sound of their tracks rolling over mirrors.

The entire armed forces of Mirror Star were on high alert, as if they had received orders long ago.

Tiga immediately raised his right hand, palm facing forward, in a gesture to stop, attempting to send a friendly signal: "I am Tiga, from another solar system in a different universe, I am looking for..."

Before the words were even finished, the mechs in the front row suddenly fired in unison. Dozens of dark blue particle beams tore through the air, heading straight for Tiga without hesitation.

Tiga leaped into the air with his toes touching the ground, twisting his body in mid-air to avoid the dense barrage of fire, and using his arms to deflect the beams that brushed past him as he descended.

"Why attack me?"

His voice was filled with confusion, and when he landed, the mirror beneath his feet cracked with spiderweb-like patterns.

As an Ultra Warrior who is not native to the Land of Light, Tiga remembers that Mirror Star seems to be a member of the Galactic Federation.

So, to avoid trouble, he remained polite.

But his politeness was doomed to failure; the second wave of attacks would only be more intense.

The homing missiles launched by the tanks trailed white flames, tracing precise arcs in the air; the main guns of the warships began to charge, and a beam of energy ten meters in diameter tore through the clouds, carrying destructive energy as it hurtled toward him.

Tiga instantly switched to his aerial form, his blue-purple body leaving afterimages as he moved at high speed.

He darted through the hail of bullets like lightning, each turn perfectly avoiding the missile's blast radius.

"stop!"

He shouted at the encirclement, his voice filled with anger for the first time. His speed advantage in the air gave him an immediate advantage, but the energy being consumed by constantly dodging was increasing.

Two agile reconnaissance planes had broken through his evasive path, and machine gun bullets hit his back, leaving dense white marks.

Suddenly, all the mirror units at the top of the spire turned, converging all the refracted light into a blinding beam that shone directly into Tiga's face.

He instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes, and in the instant his vision was engulfed by the white light, the ground mechs seized the opportunity to fire a volley.

Three particle beams struck his left shoulder simultaneously, causing him to groan in pain.

This is the armed force possessed by the Mirror Star; its strength should not be underestimated.

"It seems that you are the perpetrators."

Tiga is now certain that the danger Ritterloin is facing comes from these very people.

That tower was a cage that bound my dearest friend.

Then I... have to break it!

Tiga slowly clenched his fist, and pale golden light particles seeped from his palm.

At that moment, his perception of Ritrolley increased dramatically, allowing him to penetrate the Tower of Mirrors and enter its interior.

He could sense that his best friend's consciousness was fading and that his body was consuming less and less energy.

We have come to a dangerous situation.

"enough!"

He placed his hands on the crystal on his forehead and then lowered them; Tiga's body turned red.

He still loves the powerful type.

And in the current situation, this is the most suitable form.

……

Ultraman Tiga knelt on one knee amidst the ruins.

The once clean and bright mirror-like surface has been stained with varying shades of burnt black.

Behind them stretched a battlefield for kilometers: the wreckage of crashed warships billowed black smoke.

The severed limbs of the mechs were piled up haphazardly with the tracks of the tank, and the broken energy pipes were still hissing and spewing blue arcs of electricity.

The air was filled with a pungent, burning smell.

That's right, all the armed forces on the periphery have already been turned into corpses by Tiga.

He single-handedly challenged the defenses of the entire planet.

Right now, only this tower stands in his way.

Tiga, panting, looked up. He could feel that Rittrol's energy signal, though extremely weak, had finally stabilized, like the last star in the dark night that refused to go out.

The red warning light flashed rapidly on his chest, each beat aggravating the wounds all over his body.

Tiga tried to stand up, supporting himself on his knees, but found his legs to be as heavy as lead.

He gazed at the still-standing spire, a resolute glint in his eyes, and pale golden particles of light began to gather again in his palm.

Whatever awaits him inside, he must go in, for the sake of his dearest friend who needs him, even if it costs him his last glimmer of light.

In a flash of inspiration, the massive amount of energy that Tiga had just expended was instantly replenished.

This can only be described as an idealistic god.

……

"We can no longer determine a winner."

The mirror space had dissipated, and Geed and Zero were both panting and kneeling on the ground.

"Not bad, Geed. The new power is really strong."

Zero knew he could no longer take Belial away, so he comfortably began praising Geed.

“Thank you, you’re very strong too,” Jiede replied immediately.

The two Ao exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing no unusual emotion, only mutual admiration.

Seeing that his son had successfully protected him, Beria was overjoyed and instinctively wanted to applaud.

Then I realized I was missing a hand.

Then forget it.

"Actually, there's something I don't know whether I should tell you or not," Jiede suddenly said.

"what?"

"You know that part of my form borrows the power of Mirror Man. What surprised me was that while receiving this power, I also received a very special memory."

Geed said seriously, "It seems that Mirror Man left this memory on purpose. I think there might be some secret hidden in this memory."

This piqued Zero's interest.

"Then tell me."

"The reason why Mirror Man sought death and fought so desperately for the sake of the two-dimensional people is that his people on Mirror Star abandoned him."

Zero's eyes widened: "If I remember correctly, he was the pride of the Mirror Star, right? And he was abandoned?"

"Yes."

Geed nodded. "My memory shows that in the past, Mirror Star would consult with Mirror Superman about any major decisions or plans."

"But it suddenly stopped for a period of time."

"Moreover, the Heart of the Mirror has also spent a great deal of effort renovating their tallest tower."

"Literally, it's a labor of love."

Zero's eyes widened immediately: "You mean? The Mirror Man used his own blood as a material too?"

"Yes, Mirror Man tried to stop it, but was ruthlessly driven out by Mirror King."

There are quite a few doubts. Zero continued to ask, "The Mirror Man himself isn't that strong, is he? What ability does that so-called Mirror King have to drive the Mirror Superman out?"

Geed shook his head: "It's a very peculiar power. That day, Mirror Man was at home when he was suddenly transported to a hundred thousand galaxies away in the blink of an eye."

"As soon as Mirror Superman huffed and puffed his way back, Mirror Star was sent back without warning the moment he landed."