Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

"what?"

To Horakusa and the others, the area where Karin and Himeya Jun were focused was completely empty, let alone the magnificent starry sky that filled the room at that moment.

The half-illusory young man bent down and ruffled the little girl's hair: "Make sure your father trains properly, so that when he can skillfully control his strength, he can do this too."

Upstairs, a guy who claimed to be going to rest was leaning against the railing, wearing a coat, looking down at them.

"Seriously, it looks so nice." He tried to reach out and condense light in the same way. The merit of the Light Chaser reliably sent energy, and an unstable little ball of light appeared for only a moment before "whoosh" deflated and disappeared like a punctured balloon.

He sniffed, his nose still stuffy, and said, "How long do I have to practice..."

Chapter 129 Warning

"Woof! Awoof woof woof!"

At the foot of Mount Tsurumo lies the hometown of Jun Sakuma.

The Shiba Inu bared its teeth at the corner behind the elm tree.

Shota Koike picked up his tools and was about to go out to paint a wall when he heard the dog barking incessantly, so he walked over to it.

"What are you doing, shouting like that so early in the morning? If you wake up Uncle Santiao, he'll come looking for trouble." He rubbed the dog's head in confusion, trying to soothe it.

But the Shiba Inu remained unmoved, simply assuming a wary stance in a certain spot, emitting threatening growls from its throat.

Shota Koike carefully looked in the direction the dog was alerting, and saw only an ordinary place covered with fallen leaves behind the elm tree.

Crunch, crunch.

He took a step, the fallen leaves crunching under his shoes. "Maybe another dog dug up what this guy buried..." he thought, preparing to move the clump of leaves aside.

"Ouch!"

The Shiba Inu barked even louder, and even pounced at his feet, grabbing his trouser leg in one bite.

"What are you doing, you stupid dog?" Koike Shota bent down and patted it. "You wouldn't let me go, so why did you call me here?"

The dog just kept pulling him backward.

"Alright, alright, if you've lost your bones, take care of it yourself. You can fight anyone you want." Koike Shota obediently stepped back, and the Shiba Inu finally let go of him. He muttered, "Maybe he ate some expired sausage," and then picked up his tools and went out to work.

The dog wagged its tail

Ba watched them go.

Behind the elm tree, the wind blew up a corner of fallen leaves.

Half of an obsidian-like object was exposed, with silvery light occasionally flashing across it.

……

"Chun!"

Sakuma Jun was so startled by the sudden sound that his hand trembled, and the light sphere that had just taken shape trembled and twisted into a distorted piece of clay.

"What?" He felt the Light Chaser's Medal burning hot in his pocket.

Samuel's voice rang directly in his mind: "Alien Beast, the warning I set is gone."

Sakuma Jun stood up abruptly, turned around and ran towards the door: "My hometown area?"

“No,” Samuel said, “it’s in the lake at the Third Base…and there are other small aliens on the other side.”

"Mephisto wants to destroy the base again?!" As he ran, golden threads spread across his body. Now, even without Samuel by his side, Jun Sakuma could reach a speed that made people doubt their own eyes.

"Hello?" He took out his phone, and through the sound of a plane taking off, he said, "Lian, you should have also discovered the small alien beasts? Go check over there, and leave the ones at the Third Base to me."

By the time they reached the location where the anomaly had occurred, four Chromium Chesters were already circling over the lake.

Great. If the guy who messed up the warning is in the lake, they really won't need Nexus's Meta Realm, since nobody can see him underwater anyway.

"boom--!"

Eight spider missiles burrowed underwater, and at the moment of the explosion, Jun Sakuma suspected that the entire lake of water had been blown into the sky.

Take back what I said earlier, this commotion...

The golden-clad hero, his body gleaming, plunged into the water.

His gaze pierced through the murky lake water, and he saw—a fish monster?

If the previous small alien beasts were transformed from humans, then this one is undoubtedly a monster twisted from a fish.

It's probably a catfish; you can guess its original appearance from its two whiskers that have become like whips and its upturned teeth.

It now looks very similar to the fish in the deep sea that grow in a very random way, though it is even more random in some ways, whether it has light bulb-like eyes or limbs that look like legs or fins.

As soon as Jun Sakuma entered the water, it was like a shark that had smelled blood. With its big mouth, powerful tail swinging, and strange limbs paddling, it cut through the water and rushed towards him in the blink of an eye, like a barracuda.

Is this size what you call a small alien beast?

Perhaps just as whales can be raised in the sea, and such large creatures have never been seen on land, the "small alien beasts" in this lake are much larger than people outside, with bodies a full thirty meters long. Just by turning around, they stir up the mud and sand at the bottom of the water, making them wander around restlessly.

"Qiang!"

The bony teeth made a metallic sound. Jun Sakuma supported himself with both hands on the upper teeth it had bitten off, carefully standing on the edge of its mouth with his feet pressed tightly against the outside of the fangs.

His chin almost held the tips of his teeth of varying lengths.

“Hey…it’s too strong, my hand, my arm…” Jun Sakuma reflexively opened his mouth to speak, but ended up drinking a mouthful of muddy water. Only then did he remember to call out to Samuel in his consciousness space.

The next second, the tiny person stuck between the monster fish's teeth was enveloped in light, and the monster fish's mouth opened wider and wider uncontrollably.

Its upper teeth were gripped tightly by the silver arm. The strange fish twisted its body, trying to free its lower jaw from being stepped on. Even so, its jaw joint was almost crushed by the suddenly enlarged Samuel. The scales on the sides of the fish's gills opened, and the surrounding water began to boil.

Chrome Chester is circling over the reservoir at his base, trying to lock onto the incredibly fast-moving monster fish.

"Wow!"

A silver giant burst from the lake, water splashing and two tentacles extending and intertwining, following him into the sky.

"Bottom right!" Jun Sakuma warned Samuel about the direction from which the tentacles were coming.

“Now that you’ve seen it, you can do it yourself,” Samuel suddenly said.

"Huh?" As if he had suddenly stepped out of the house or thrown away a coat that was hindering his movement, Jun Sakuma found that when he clenched his fist, the giant's arm moved in the same way.

“Adapting to giant battles early,” Samuel responded casually, treating the strange fish as a small creature suitable for beginners to hone their skills: “It’s only agile in the water, but it exposes its weaknesses to the outside.”

Jun Sakuma swallowed hard. There was a difference between doing it himself and watching it. Even after observing from a holographic perspective for a long time, he still felt his limbs tense.

“Since it’s delivered right to our doorstep…” He recalled Samuel’s habit: when a monster extends its tentacles in front of him, he should—

"Got you." The giant gripped the two tentacles in his hand.

For the first time, Jun Sakuma experienced the true meaning of "quick eyes and quick hands." He simply felt that he should do it, and his body instantly sprang into action. His superior vision and reflexes allowed him to grasp the tentacles, which were now just afterimages, with ease.

I really hope I can become like that...

He banished his random thoughts, grabbed the tentacles and exerted force, just like a fisherman wrestling with a fish that had taken the bait, trying to pull the frantically struggling monster out of the water.

“Timer light.” Now it was Samuel’s turn to remind him.

"Huh? Oh." Jun Sakuma was a little flustered. He tried to gather energy. Perhaps it was indeed a difference in his body. When he practiced, he couldn't even keep a ball of light steady. Now, with just a thought, even energy that was ready to be released and was enough to distort the surrounding air was compressed and gathered in the timer on his chest in the blink of an eye.

130

Chapter Hidden and Prediction

Just as the strange fish was delighted that the enemy's restraint had eased up a bit, allowing it to slip away, a burst of intense light suddenly appeared in its face. The lake water above its head evaporated instantly, and as it was exposed to the air, the torrent of light vaporized half of its face.

The intense light enveloped the entire battlefield, forcing the night raid team members to squint or look away.

Kira Zeyu "observes" this place through the monitor screen.

His pure white figure was confined to the CIC command room, surrounded by monitoring screens like a city wall.

His "vision" penetrated through the reinforced concrete walls, seemingly staring at the surveillance footage of the reservoir, but what actually entered his mind was another layer of imagery.

The sunset there was perfect, much like the evenings when the clocks of an institution often chimed.

Indeed, accompanied by the tolling of bells, it was a church.

People sat on benches listening quietly to prayers, the afterglow of the day shining through the stained glass, leaving dappled light and shadow.

After the prayers, they went home to enjoy dinner. There was freshly baked bread and warm milk. If the housewife was in a good mood, there would be lamb chops and mashed potatoes waiting for her. If she was unlucky, she would get a meal of pea sprouts and peas with butter.

The otherworldly realm that overlaps with this place, or rather—another phase.

The sun hangs high in the sky, and the world is vast and boundless.

Snow covers the ground in layers, white silk seeps into blood.

A thunderous roar shattered the ice, but there was no other sound, which made it seem even more desolate.

Beyond the thin barrier lies the sunset and the peaceful town.

Stepping through the thin barrier, one enters a battlefield of howling winds and frost.

In the center of the Arctic Ocean stands a solitary island, towering high with sheer cliffs that point straight to the sky like sword blades.

The monstrous creature with its twisted limbs was nailed to the cliff face.

Its wings were tattered, reduced to mere skeletons, as if torn apart by something far larger. Its slender tail drooped in mid-air, its tip sharp; had its owner still possessed strength, it would have been a formidable weapon.

The monster's blood, like a ribbon woven from velvet, fell down the hundred-meter-high cliff into the icy sea. At the point where they met, mist rose, and the blood, like magma from the depths of the earth's mantle, scorched the nearby seawater to boiling point.

A furnace where blood and seawater mingle.