Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

Most importantly, the mechanical armor he was in charge of testing was destroyed! The 20,000 tons of equipment had become some kind of heavy, cumbersome junk floating alone somewhere, and the guy wearing it, that brainwashed genius who looked like an idiot, actually betrayed him!

When he gets back, he'll report every single one of those people who built this mind system! He'll dismiss them! He'll throw them into another dimension to fend for themselves, feeding their "aggregate of resentment"!

Now he has to bury himself in the constantly refreshing data stream to confirm the deployment status of Sindzmos.

Seeing how he was engrossed in a bunch of screens and oblivious to the world, Estend also tried to bury himself in a series of screens displaying scrolling data.

Actually, he was just spacing out.

At this point, his little assistant is no longer needed; the skilled workers at the 4th Research Institute are doing a great job.

His other position, "Guide," was also left without anyone. The mechanical armor was gone, and the people in the equipment department had been looking downcast for days. They couldn't contact Fos-001 anymore, so he, as the "Guide," naturally had to go somewhere cool and stay away.

He was lost in thought, contemplating the future.

What's the best excuse to run away from here?

"It seems they're going to a planet with signs of civilization. I don't want to go, but if I skip it, I'll be considered a deserter and have to go to court."

"The teacher said he wants to retrieve Fos-001, so he should be alright, right? It's a planet-destroying weapon... He absolutely has to survive."

"No, I hate those space police, so why should I care if they live or die?"

“But Fos-001 isn’t one of those space police; he’s my little follower, and I’m his ‘guide’.”

"Haha, should we guide him to plant flowers and plants in the future?"

Thinking of this, Estend's expression darkened.

"I'm leaving. The teacher will definitely find a new 'guide.' By then, once they've completed the transformation, Fos-001..."

It will still be one of their excellent works; perhaps it will be called Fos-002.

"...Really, like an 'outcast'."

……

……

On Planet Pasifica, the monster army and the supporting spaceship forces surrounded Fos-001.

Even though his exhaustion was obvious in the darkness, the silver giant never stopped fighting.

The time has dragged on for too long, and the Yabo people are losing patience?

Fos-001 thought.

This time they even sent some of the weaker monsters up—in the past they only dared to hide in the black mist and strike unexpectedly.

However, this overwhelming human wave, no, this swarm of beasts tactic, lacking depth, gave him an opportunity.

Fos-001 condensed several light particle swords in succession, threw them out like darts, circling around, and triggered an explosion with his mind.

Taking advantage of the monster's retreat, he raised his fists to his chest, the blue light of the timer tinged with a dazzling gold, and a golden flame ignited on his body. Then, he made a palm with his right hand and drew a semicircle, the golden flame elongating. Light particles condensed and expanded around this semicircle, forming a ring that hovered around him. The flame exploded, and the ring expanded rapidly, cutting into the monster. Then, he pressed his right palm against his left fist, and a golden torrent surged from his left forearm. The charged-up Pelleriti light swept around the entire circle as his body rotated.

"Boom boom boom——"

The beam of light pierced through layers of black mist, and the sounds of explosions mixed with the roars of monsters echoed through the sky. Under the intense light, the place embraced by darkness was briefly illuminated.

The timer, which was emitting a faint blue light, dimmed considerably, and red specks of light seeped into the air and entered the timer at just the right moment.

"That's really draining," Pasifica's voice was weaker today. "Without my replenishment, you can only use it twice at most, right?"

"Ah." Fos-001 nodded. The surroundings had been cleaned up considerably, but a considerable number of monsters were still alive, eyeing them menacingly.

"Record it! Record it!" Fang Te exclaimed excitedly in front of the screen, his words tumbling out incoherently. "What beautiful light! The brilliance of this molten gold! It's even more dazzling than during the test! Truly, it is the work that best embodies my aesthetics!"

"Your work has gotten out of control; it's now dismantling our work," an operator from the 4th Research Institute couldn't help but say.

"It won't be like that for long. Once the Sindzmoth is deployed, you only need to move your finger, and it will return to our embrace, becoming an obedient baby. It can even go out and help you capture more fresh raw materials." Fang Te looked expectantly at the small window in the lower right corner of the screen, where a 3D image of a planet was rotating. The weapon network surrounding this planet had been basically completed, with only a few small dots remaining dark, indicating that it was in an unfinished state.

"But that beam of light just now destroyed one of our nodes!" An agent from the 4th Research Institute slammed his fist on the table with one hand and pointed to a dim spot of light with the other.

“Missing one or two places won’t affect the planet’s disintegration,” Fant said, still captivated by the beautiful scene he had just witnessed. “We have a high margin for error.”

Chapter Fifteen: Being Needed

These days seem to have no end.

Beneath the black fog, they couldn't keep track of time, nor did they know day or night. Pasifica used the number of rotations Fos-001 made as a timer, but her voice grew weaker day by day.

After learning how to charge and release the Pelelitt Light Stream, the monster actually learned how to avoid it in advance, which made Fos-001 less effective at clearing the field when it found the right opportunity.

However, the uncharged Paleritra Ray is not powerful enough to cause enough damage, and the monster always tries to attack the Vitman's hiding places, leaving him and the four-winged bird unable to fight back.

Pasifica grew even weaker, which made Fos-001 even more anxious. Something seemed to be brewing behind the black mist. He noticed that the Yapool's airship force was withdrawing, leaving only the monsters charging forward.

Sometimes he had to admire the efficiency with which the Yapools modified monsters; he even saw several that he had clearly defeated, which were then patched up and replaced with mechanical constructs.

For example, that beetle's membrane wings had all been replaced with mechanical wings, its abdominal armor had become something inlaid with a bunch of cannon barrels, and its pair of half-steel tentacles were crackling with lightning.

As long as they aren't blown to bits on the spot, even if they're broken into pieces, the Yabo people can piece them together and recreate a new species.

Anyway, they're not pursuing individual monster abilities now; they just need to gather a bunch of monsters and attack the Viter people's settlement. The stupid four-winged bird and the brain-dead Fos-001 will always rush in to act as meat shields.

“This pity is the source of your power, yet you will still be defeated,” Fang Te paused, then instructed, “Tell the guy who built the mind system to remember that when rebuilding the system next time, don’t input too much intelligence into him, just enough for him to understand instructions.”

Omarment immediately noted it down, then looked up and suggested, "But that would weaken his ability to analyze and judge battles, and his combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced."

"That's still better than things getting out of control now. I want obedient works, not useless pieces that threaten me at any time. Ah, Estend, I'm not criticizing you. This loss of control isn't your fault."

Estend responded, indicating that he had heard their conversation, but he remained silent behind the screen.

His face was blank, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

……

……

The little girl, who looked like a mud monkey, was too weak and fell into a deep sleep from which she never woke up.

The people who huddled in the caves, tending to the firelight, were used to this.

They had to drag out several corpses every day.

This was probably the longest night in history, and the survivors lived in constant fear, not knowing when it would end.

Perhaps the next second, while they are out searching for food and water, they will fall into a deep pit, lose their way, and never find the right place again.

Perhaps in the next moment, they will stumble upon a place where the dead have gathered, where the bodies are probably already decomposing. They will be infected with the plague and lead the remaining survivors to their doom.

But they still look forward to the day when the black fog dissipates so they can start a new life.

Fos-001 remains steadfastly guarding the dome shrouded in black mist, and most of the monsters he now battles are mechanical creations.

The Yapools' key live test subjects have been evacuated in batches, leaving behind a bunch of guys who have been thoroughly mechanically modified, tireless and painless.

The Yapools, who were already within reach, would not give up, but their retreating posture puzzled Fos-001.

His mind was extremely exhausted from the long battle, but he still forced himself to try to find some energy to think about this problem amidst the chaos.

"Pasifica, can you sense what lies beyond this black mist?"

Pasifica took a long time to answer him: "No, the black fog is too thick. A large part of it extends beyond the atmosphere, and I can't sense it there."

Once again, outside the atmosphere, the Yapools really know how to find a place. Their energy recovers extremely slowly due to mental exhaustion, and the light from the Pasifica dissipates rapidly once it leaves its atmosphere. Coupled with the monsters that keep attacking the Vit people's settlement, Fos-001 and the four-winged bird are always tied down on the planet's surface.

“Fos-001,” Pasifica said, “I still have plenty of energy. You can replenish some and then hurry up and leave. In any case, it’s better than being stuck here with me.”

Fos-001 endured the onslaught of high-voltage electricity and ripped off the hand of a mechanical monster, throwing it to the ground.

"For the thirty-first time, my answer was still no."

"I ordered my children to destroy your armor, and besides, you didn't even know me before, did you? Why are you staying here!"

"Only when the armor is broken can I break free from control."

Fos-001 wanted to give chase, but was blocked by several other mechanical monsters. It could only instantly fire a Peleriti Ray. The fleeing mechanical monster happened to fall down and its head was vaporized and transformed into various launchers. The headless and handless body escaped back into the black mist.

“But if you stay here, you’ll be taken back sooner or later. My children are here, and I have to be with them. You’re different. You should go back to your home planet. Didn’t you say she only knows how to repeat one sentence? Maybe something’s wrong with her. She needs you too. You should go and protect her.”

Another newly modified mechanical monster descended from the black mist; it was clearly a product of splicing together several species.

Fos-001 drew his sword to meet the attack. He had to finish the fight quickly, because further away, surviving Vit people were being attacked by monsters.

"My home planet is not Suffer."

"Huh? But aren't you Suffer's light?"

"I don't remember, I just remember that it wasn't."

Before he awakened as the "divine stone" in the mouths of Suffer, he should have had some memories. Of course, it's also possible that he had been a stone for too long and his mind was so muddled that he had forgotten everything from before.

But he still remembered the feeling of being trusted by others and protecting something, so he liked the group of short, round Suffer people.

The Vit people here don't trust him, but Pasifica does, so he doesn't mind contributing some of his strength.

As for why he would stay in the same place even though he knew it was a dead end, it was simply because he felt he shouldn't leave.

If it weren't for Pasifica's power, he might still be muddling along, working as a henchman for the Yapools, standing on the experimental field built with the bones of the Suffers.

And, most importantly...

"Light should go where it is needed."

"what?"

“If you need me, I’ll be right here.”