Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

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"A lightning strike occurred on Keyakizaka Street in Wakaba Ward early this morning, resulting in the deaths of three staff members and minor injuries to one person who has been taken to a nearby hospital for treatment."

After a busy day, most of the children are taken home by their parents early. Those who stay are mostly high school and college students. They invite friends over to enjoy the pleasure of sugary food, chat about new things, and complain about their studies and difficult roommates.

“That must have been done by the ‘Barnib Monster’,” said the girl in the white sweater.

Her companion turned her gaze away from the radio and agreed, "Really? The monster they're discussing, which is parallel to the 'abnormal events,' is really being kept under wraps."

Upon hearing the phrase "blocking the news," Qian Shulian nearly threw his drink away. He quickly rushed to the guests' table, handed them their hot drinks, and asked, "What is this 'Barnib Monster' you're talking about?"

They don't mind letting good-looking people with sweet voices join the conversation. The girl in black said, "It's a monster described in the recently popular 'fantasy story.' It's called fantasy... but actually, there are many things that can be found in reality. Some people have dug up a lot of secrets. Everyone says that 'fantasy' is actually 'reality.'"

"Fantasy...is reality? The Banib monster?" Qian Shulian squatted down on the table, propping her head up with her arm, appearing cheerful on the surface, but her heart was churning with turmoil.

The girl in the white sweater said, "It's just that we discovered 'fantasy stories' that confirm a lot of things that were previously buried on the internet. There are so many coincidences, it's almost like real events, although it sounds a lot like an urban legend..."

"Be careful," the girl in black whispered mysteriously, "If you're unlucky enough to encounter the 'One-Eyed Bird' who keeps the secret of the 'Barnib Monster,' your memory will be erased."

“However, we have been protected by giants all along,” Takashiro Ooshiro said as he walked over with a tray, having just finished cleaning up the trash at the next table. He looked at the bewildered Rei Chiju across from him and said, “It’s the Light People who fought against the ‘Barnib Monster.’ The reason we didn’t cause a major disaster is precisely because of the Light People’s protection. I’ve also heard that there’s a secret force fighting the monster. I remember the legend called… ‘Nightwalkers’?”

Qian Shulian managed to steady herself, thankfully not being startled by his words "man of light" and slipping down.

"Where did you see that...fantasy story?"

"Huh? It's all over the place, and you don't even know it's from outer space?" Takashiro gestured toward the snack stall. "There are newspapers there; they're readable before they're used as earthquake-proofing material."

The amusement park is closed, and a thousand trees

Lian, her mind full of questions, planned to take all the recent newspapers home to read, when a new news report about "abnormal events" came on television:

"Although the handling of the lightning strike incident appears to be over, the site remains cordoned off..."

Takashi Ooshiro handed him a note, and Senju Rei noticed a website address written on it.

“A backup site to prevent the story from being taken down by the ‘One-Eyed Bird’,” Takashiro Oshiro handed over a note like an underground agent delivering important intelligence: “There are serialized stories, as well as collections of some unearthed ‘hidden’ videos and pictures. It’s a good place to satisfy your curiosity.”

"How do you... have such a website address?"

“Hey, compared to attending classes, isn’t it more interesting to delve into some secrets?” Takashi Ooshiro said with a proud look. “I’m a member of this website, which isn’t something just anyone can get—only people who have dug up information that has been buried in the information stream can get it. I guess I’m just lucky.”

Qian Shulian took the note, looking preoccupied.

"It's time to get off work. Are you still going to stay here?" Takashi Ooshiro had already taken off his apron and sleeves and was preparing to go home to rest. The setting sun shone through the window, casting a deep, fiery hue.

"I... I want to take some newspapers back to read, the 'fantasy stories' you mentioned."

"Then you better not stay up late again and be late tomorrow. Even the best-tempered principal can't tolerate an employee who is always late."

Chapter 88 Dark Domain G

Chishu Rei's plan to read the "fantasy story" in detail that night could not be carried out.

He had to leave his newspaper and bicycle lying on the side of the road, hoping no one would pick them up as lost property.

All of this was because of the thing that suddenly became hot in my arms: the Evolution Truster.

The alien beasts couldn't wait and descended before night had fully fallen.

Like Senju Rei, Night Raid Team A also received the alert and set off for their target location—or, for Komon Kazuki, it should be called "returning after leaving".

……

minutes ago.

“I admire your perseverance in searching for so long, but…” The man in the black trench coat stepped out of the vortex: “Have you forgotten that this used to be a ‘base’?”

The young man in front of him had an unfamiliar face and didn't recognize his uniform. He didn't know which organization he belonged to, but he couldn't mistake the aura surrounding him.

Just as Samuel loathed the aura emanating from the Dark Giant, the other repelled him as well, and even getting close inevitably stirred up hostility within him.

Aiba Yu turned around. Since that mysterious voice appeared, he had searched here to no avail, and now, Mizoroki Makoto had come to him on his own.

“Thanks to you, Beelzebub’s power was taken by someone else, but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise,” Gorokima also tapped his temple, and the dark domain unfolded from behind him at a faster speed than usual: “In that case, I have to thank you for letting me confirm the existence of a higher level.”

He then looked his opponent up and down and sneered, "You can't even maintain your posture, yet you dare to come out alone?"

Aiba Yu stared intently at him, without uttering a word.

He had seen the Dark Realm many times. If he had to describe what it felt like to fight inside... it would be like being soaked in cold water. The wind around him, the rocks under his feet, and every breath he exhaled all wore down and took away his energy. But Samuel adapted well to it and was far less affected than Nexus.

But now, the dark domain that Goroki Makoto has opened seems different from before. The sky is closed, and a heavy pressure suddenly comes, as if he is at the bottom of the polar ocean, so much so that his exposed fingers are once again translucent.

Beelzebub's power was taken by "someone else" as mentioned by Mizoroki Shinya, so where did he get his new power from? According to the Night Raid Team's combat report, he should have been defeated by Nexus's new host last time.

"Who is he?" The young man in the rescue team uniform tensed every muscle in his body, like a wary leopard baring its fangs at an enemy: "Who is the one who gave you your power?"

Goroki also lowered his hand, and the air behind him suddenly distorted, as if a monster was about to break out of the seal.

“You really don’t understand the situation,” he said. “Just like when we first met, let’s see if we can survive first.”

After he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers.

With a deafening roar, a fierce wind, shockwave, and rock fragments swept across an area of ​​nearly a hundred meters. Before he even arrived, a fireball several stories high was already raging where Aiba Yu had previously stood.

Those were cannonballs fired by an unknown monster, and the air was filled with the burnt smell of rocks and soil being fiercely roasted.

The figure in the blue uniform soared into the air. Though his human form was only the size of a monster's eye, he showed no sign of retreat. Heaven knows how such a tiny body could leap to a height of tens of meters. When the monster's scissor-like pincers slammed down on him, what blocked the attack was a silver arm.

Goromujin had already retreated to the outer perimeter. Just as the "Lord" in Muchini's words had predicted, Samuel was not in perfect condition. The "Lord" seemed to know his actions very well. "He will definitely come back," the "Lord" concluded. Sure enough, Goromujin caught the enemy who had walked right into his trap.

He had always hated giants of light, especially the golden sea of ​​light that Nexus's Meta Realm displayed when it activated. It was like someone was holding a searchlight and waving it in front of him, while he was strapped to a chair and forced to stare at it. He remembered the last time he'd been "punished" like this was when...

A driver was punished for illegally using high beams and was forced to sit in front of his own car, staring at the headlights until he was completely dazed.

After watching, you have to tell them what color clothes the person carrying the searchlight is wearing, and whether they just stepped out with their left or right foot. Whether you're right or wrong, the other person will shove the searchlight in your face and punch you, making your head ring.

At this moment, the giant of light was not as dazzling as usual, and he was very satisfied.

Learning from Beelzebub's lesson, the alien beast, now with solidified bone armor, is incredibly powerful. Its scissor-shaped claws allow it to open its pincers when blocked by an opponent. Even if it cannot cut straight ahead, the shark-like serrations inside are enough to make its opponent tremble with fear.

Samuel retreated. Normally, he would have chosen to continue closing the distance and use a series of close-quarters combat attacks combined with close-range beam attacks to catch the enemy off guard, but his current condition did not allow him to withstand additional attacks.

As he retreated, he left behind a light whip. It extended rapidly, the flames slowing its movements, and the sudden, fierce force swung the alien beast like a shot put. But this shot put didn't care about throwing it far; it just flipped over. The athlete didn't let go, and he smashed the shot put back to the ground.

However, Grantra has a strong defense, and the sudden airborne attack and blunt force are not a big deal to it. In this situation, it only needs to point the air vents on its abdomen at the enemy.

Just as the dust and smoke from the giant beast's crash were being stirred up and were sweeping in all directions with overwhelming force, a meteor-like fireball shot out from the air vent, tearing through the air and pouring down in the direction the light whip was pointing.

"Boom!" "Hiss—"

Grantra's roar mingled with the booming of exploding fireballs.

The flamethrowers were fired repeatedly, illuminating Gulantra's scorpion-like face. Its mouthparts opened and closed, and occasionally golden shards of light drifted across its smooth, bony exoskeleton.

It had already stood up and charged towards the enemy who had been bombarded with fireballs without any hesitation.

“This is an even stronger dark realm.” Goroki Makoto also felt the almost floating ease he experienced within it, as well as the more oppressive aura of Grantra compared to the outside world.

The giant was in low spirits. Grantra closed in, and his arms could no longer withstand the giant's pincers. He was being forced closer to the giant, and the opening of the pincers was aimed at his neck.

A battle without interference is ideal, but Goroki Makoto didn't let his guard down. He ordered Grantra to speed up the pace and quickly close the net, crushing the prey's resistance in one fell swoop. With Nexus finding a new host, he wouldn't mind turning his attention to another giant of light who could seize his energy.

Mephistopheles was injured in the last battle, and he needs to gain more strength with minimal cost.

Alien Beasts were truly his best ally, far more reliable than that madman who, rather than being defeated, suddenly lost his mind and threw his life away.

If you go to "Base," Samuel will definitely go there.

That so-called "master" is also a good ally. Although there must be some conspiracy behind his unwarranted granting of power, Goroki Makoto doesn't mind what's handed to him.

That person is trying to scheme against me; who knows if they'll backfire?

Putting everything else aside, Gorokijin could roughly deduce that Muchini's decision to go to his death with Beelzebub's body must have exceeded the "Lord's" expectations; otherwise, he wouldn't have remained silent before but now took the initiative to contact him directly.

Try absorbing his energy; you might be surprised by the results.

To seize the power of a weakened opponent, instead of taking action yourself, you make someone else do it...

It seems the "Lord" is also in a bad situation? Or is he unable to digest Beelzebub right now and is just waiting for me to gather my strength... so I can finish him off in one go?

The former deputy captain of the night raid team looked toward the center of the battlefield.

As the giant turned and retreated, the alien beast advanced with each step, creating a deafening roar, relentlessly pursuing him.

Faust was taken back by himself. If he could take away the light from Nexus and the Ultra Warrior in front of him, perhaps he could catch a glimpse of the true face of that charlatan "master"?

Even if it's not possible to do that in the short term, starting with the alien beasts and waiting for them to absorb enough food before taking everything back with interest is another way to become stronger.

While protecting oneself, one should accelerate the collection of energy. Once one is strong enough, one can then casually give the things given by the "master" to any puppet to play with, lest the master have a backup plan to trap one.

Goroki also enjoyed this kind of competition.

It felt like returning to the battlefield when I was with the Night Raid team, searching for alien beasts. Holding Dewayte, I felt like I was walking on thin ice, because around the next corner, a monster's vines, claws, mouthparts, or even poisonous fog might reach out—anything unknown and deadly.

He felt his heartbeat, his breath, the sound of his combat boots hitting the ground; only then could his presence be so intense.

This is especially true when bombs and beams are used to eliminate alien beasts; he shows little interest in thanking the survivors and may even secretly sigh that there aren't enough alien beasts to kill.

The full armor he was wearing represented the power he wielded at the time.

Now he needs more and more, so much that death can't catch up with him, until he can grasp all life in this world with a wave of his hand—it's as sweet as honey, and the mere smell of it is enough to make one yearn for it.

Chapter 89 Unexpected Gains

Grantra shoved its opponent aside and charged forward with renewed force. It believed this attack would catch its opponent off guard, but it underestimated its opponent.

Bursting Light Blade