Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

Muchini found himself surrounded by more and more people, to the point that he wore a silly smile all day long, and the mission of the "son of God" didn't seem so tiring.

The turning point began on the "Day of God's Fall." The light around him disappeared, and the bright, warm sunlight in his consciousness space was also lost.

He was terrified by the waning of his power and tossed and turned, unable to sleep, worrying about the scarcity of resources. He witnessed the end of all people, dug graves for his people, and prayed with each of them holding hands, hoping for a peaceful rest.

Looking around in panic, all that remained were the tombstones of his clansmen.

"Daheti?" He instinctively turned to the clever girl for help, his voice escaping his throat and flying towards the desolate star, disappearing without a trace.

Yes, no one would have responded many years ago.

Just as Goro Mujin himself had secretly thought, Muchini had probably gone mad long ago.

Until Muchini saw the light that pulled him out of his monotonous life again.

Like a drowning man grasping at a straw, the closer he got, the clearer his perpetually muddled mind became. Therefore, he was exceptionally persistent in his attitude towards Samuel, seeing the reunion as a harbinger of the return of bygone days.

but……

"I'm deceiving myself," Muchini said.

Beelzebub opened his mouth and let out a scream that no one could understand.

Its mutated body prevents it from speaking clearly like a human; when it opens its mouth, it lets out a roar that belongs to a "monster."

The explosive light blade pierced the joint bone, preventing it from bending its arm. It should then activate its self-healing ability to expel the foreign object.

However, many

Okay... The light is so close to me now, so within reach.

[The past cannot be returned.] Vitamori exists only in memory. He lived for a long time under the mercy of "the Lord," witnessing the birth of stars and the merging of galaxies that he had never seen before. He passed by black holes and witnessed intact planets disintegrate under immense gravity; he walked past ancient celestial bodies and witnessed the last rays of light disappear into the dust.

But he never faced this simplest truth.

Is it unwillingness? Or fear?

Now that he's saying it himself, he feels a sense of relief. Even though whatever he says now might sound to outsiders like the roar of a trapped beast.

The four light blades exploded simultaneously, and Beelzebub's shoulder burst into a shower of sparks mixed with flesh and blue light fragments. His two arms crashed to the ground, kicking up a high cloud of dust.

The nerves weren't dead; the grappling hook twitched, but more light fragments emerged, and countless humanoid, semi-transparent things crawled out from them, making Jun Sakuma think of the word "soul."

The shackles of the "demon" have been lifted, and it is the moment when restless souls can finally return to heaven and earth.

The energy forcibly absorbed into their bodies was running rampant, and thousands of voices were shouting in their ears that they wanted to get out, to get out, but Muchini could still trap them and use it as a source of power.

He saw a torrent of intense heat and knew he needed to quickly hold his fleshy wings horizontally in front of him to have a chance to withstand it. The opponent's energy was running low, and he would still have the strength to fight back.

However, Muchini suddenly felt that doing so was pointless. Beelzebub's body was truly remarkable; he even had the energy to think about things he had never explored before while fighting, such as…

Daheti maintains a gentle attitude towards the sea creatures. If she were to come back to life and know that her resurrection was backed by countless souls from other universes, how would she view herself?

Perhaps the girl would curse and grieve, crying as she searched for a place that would best destroy her remains, such as a volcano crater, and jump down, so that Muchini would give up.

I might slap him in the face before I leave.

And Lord Samuel? Ha, he's already made his choice.

He chose to live in the present rather than live in the dead.

"Keep moving forward," for the past cannot be changed, but the future can be shaped.

When Muchini traveled through countless parallel universes, treating the beings there as materials, or even earlier, when he attacked other races in Vitamori, perhaps as the "son of God," Muchini already had no "followers" to pursue.

However, he can still make the most of the present.

At least now... he can walk forward step by step, against the flow of light, letting his body be shattered by the impact, and with his own eyes, record this radiance that illuminates everything in the darkness.

Just like their first encounter in the space of consciousness, the young man grasped the light, the wind blew his hair across his forehead, and he saw a silver figure, which he never forgot.

It was the long wind that tore through the gloom, the sweet spring rain that awakened all things, the warm winter sun that brought him new life... it was his "faith," his light.

At that time, a vast radiance dispelled the darkness, driving the "evil god" to nowhere to hide.

Beelzebub had nowhere to hide.

The owner of the azure eyes addressed the source of the light, saying, "My name is Muchini."

……

"Muchini! What are you doing?!" After the argument about the treatment of the sea creatures that day, Daheti noticed that he was acting strangely. Finally, she put aside her grudges and came to find him, only to find that Muchini had opened the Light Chaser's Medal, which had turned into a stone sculpture, and was digging out the core in the middle with a knife.

More importantly, she saw the bandages soaked with pus and blood under Muchini's sleeve.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Muchini's forehead as he said to Daheti, "They scratched me. You know, their claws are poisonous... There's still some residual energy in this core. Vitamori has already lost Lord Samuel; we can't lose their 'divine child' too. Otherwise, morale will waver, and we won't be able to hold out until we find our next home."

"Don't just stand there, help me braid a knot." He pried out the core, the front of which was a grayish stone skin, but when he turned the small ball over to show the part connected to the outer shell, Daheti saw that it still had a crystal clear white color.

Muchini said to the still-dazed girl, "Hopefully it will be effective if you wear it. I'm going to change the dressing."

The last bit of energy wasn't enough to support his transformation, but it did protect him from fatal damage. Under the guidance of the "Child of God," the Vitamori gradually emerged from the upheaval in their homeland and resolved to embark on a new journey.

However, since it is residual energy, it will eventually disappear.

The object hanging on Muchini's chest turned into a real small stone ball, but he didn't take it off.

It had always been with Muchini, and now, after Beelzebub's body disintegrated, it stood out conspicuously amidst the shards of light.

The giant reached out and caught it.

Why would he keep something that was "no longer of use"? Muchini always treasured the gifts that Daheti gave him, even though he had never said that he liked her, but those around him could see the atmosphere between the two young people.

If Muchini were to leave anything behind, it might be the seashell that Daheti meticulously polished, but it is precisely this stone.

Samuel saw that there were words drawn with fine thread inside the knot.

In the Vitamor language, it means "peace".

It's the gold thread that Daheti likes.

Muchini carried it with him. The core of the Order of the Light Chaser and the knot woven by Daheti were like carrying all the happiness and bitterness of the past.

"What is that?" Jun Sakuma asked.

Samuel did not answer; he deactivated his gigantic form and handed over control directly to his human host.

Jun Sakuma now looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water. He lay sprawled on the ground, breathing rapidly. The remnants of Beelzebub disappeared in the vortex, the dark realm vanished, and the sun hung overhead.

Samuel sat cross-legged in the consciousness space as usual, seemingly oblivious to what had happened. But Jun Sakuma wanted to look past that bowed head and see his face at that moment.

“If you’re feeling down, just say it out loud. Keeping it inside will only make you feel worse,” he said. “Back in the day, I did psychological counseling for a lot of young people at the police station. Now I’m like a father and mother to Huali. Want to experience the kindness of an old father?”

No one cares about him.

After a long while, he heard the person who had been keeping their head down say:

"Chun, maple syrup pudding."

Chapter 84 bug - will be reported in the update on the 3rd.

Kazuki Komon and Karin emerged from behind the "stone." The dark domain dissipated, leaving only a rotten tree root where the stone had been. Several colorful beetles crawled out and rustled as they reached up to the roots they were using to support themselves, greeting them in a friendly manner.

"!!!" Komon Kazuki abruptly withdrew his hand, and the shiny thing tumbled onto the grass, disappearing in a few burrows. Karin liked sparkly things, but her attention wasn't on these little things right now.

She walked unsteadily toward the shrine, where embers still burned and the collapsed wooden structure retained some embers. A familiar yet unfamiliar figure emerged from the end of the fire and ashes. Karin ran towards him, her small arms outstretched, like a fledgling bird spreading its wings for its parents.

She wasn't tall enough to stand properly; she could only hold onto his legs. If she were to stand on tiptoe, she could probably reach his waist. Jun Sakuma squatted down and opened his arms to welcome her.

"Karin, you didn't..."

The fledgling bird came to an abrupt halt before its parent's wings, grabbing the unsuspecting little person floating nearby. With the clumsy manner of a chick catching an insect, it examined the person from all angles with both hands: "Wow, Daddy, are you alright? It's gotten so dark! Do you need to go to the light bulb to fix it when we get home? I'll chase away the moths for you!"

It was still a bit chilly at night. Huali held him and felt like she was holding a hand warmer that wasn't too hot. Her expression was worried, as if she was about to put him next to a light bulb to recharge. But as she spoke, she moved closer. The warm air brushed against her face, and she couldn't help but show a contented look.

"If you're cold, Daddy will give you his coat!" Jun Sakuma took off his coat and draped it over Karin's head like a tablecloth, leaving only her hands exposed above her waist, making her look like a mischievous ghost dressed up for Halloween.

Samuel felt himself escape from the clutches of the "Demon King," shook his still-recovering head, and floated behind Jun Sakuma, who was standing with his hands on his hips. He shifted his gaze from the thrashing Karin and saw Kazuki Komon awkwardly waving to him.

From TLT's perspective, Kazuki Komon should immediately report the coordinates to guide the capture of the suitable candidate, but from his own emotional point of view... he wouldn't mind withholding the "humanoid walking bonus" from the white-clad cleaner.

Because the launch port had exploded, Bereg was a little disoriented, but he saw the call he had made with Cang Yingfu and knew that the Night Raid team was looking for him. Now that the Dark Realm had disappeared, TLT could pinpoint his location, and they couldn't afford to linger here any longer.

But before he could speak, Jun Sakuma said to him, "I never expected that you would encounter something like this because of me. You saved Karin and helped me..."

"It was just something I happened to encounter during the mission, nothing more."

"So let me help you clear your name!"

"Eh?"

The experienced veteran, well-versed in this matter, winked at the young Night Raid team member: "Pretending to be unconscious will definitely not fool them, and since you're awake and were captured, you'll definitely cause trouble if you don't cooperate with the 'spits' in carrying out the task of capturing the suitable individuals. But they haven't arrived yet, so we have to wait here for now."

Then he looked at the other person carefully, bent down, picked up a handful of soil, rubbed it, and smeared it directly on his head: "Don't dodge, don't dodge! You are currently facing a strong enemy and a fierce battle, but the enemy's mind is not on this. They just want to wait for the white-clothed scoop to turn around and smear some on the side as well. You have been hiding for too long, and the dust has been blown away."

I am now facing a formidable enemy and engaged in a fierce battle. Komon Kazuki nodded in agreement.

"Your skin is not bad. You young people in the Night Raid Team have such smooth and delicate skin?" *Slap!* A handful of dirt, which looked like it had been smeared on the side of his face, was used to disguise the fact that he had rolled in the mud.

Kazuki Komon wanted to say he could do it himself, but he found that this former police officer was incredibly strong. Grabbing his shoulders was like using tongs to catch a mouse—absolutely unshakeable. After sculpting the face, Jun Sakuma finally let go. Karin leaned in: "Want me to draw a little turtle?"

"Go away."

Karin obediently moved her feet as instructed, and after confirming that her father's attention was not on her, she turned her gaze to Hikaru, who was holding his arms and seemingly lost in thought.

"Whoa!" The adorable tiger pounced! Samuel reacted quickly, and the tiger failed to catch its prey!

Anyway, a shorty like Karin definitely couldn't touch her, so Jun Sakuma continued to work on his "post-battle disguise" with peace of mind. He instructed Kazuki Komon to rub more dirt on his shirt: "It's best to roll around a few times, so they won't suspect anything."