Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

"Cheating will stunt your growth."

Ten minutes later.

Samuel hung on the second-floor railing, watching Huali bow her head and be scolded.

Although Shinzo Negi had a lot of manuscripts to read and write on a regular basis, he did not take Karin's homework lightly. He bought textbooks and arranged the lessons according to her pace. When Karin did not finish her homework, he just thought it was because she was a child playing around.

"Shichika!" Genrajinzo shouted, "Karin shares a room with you. Why didn't you remind her that she has homework when you saw her playing around?"

Qi Xia lazily raised her hand: "I'm sorry for my mistake, but Hua Li put a lot of effort into making the handmade gift... 'Give Mr. Grasshopper a small swing' and such, a little punishment is fine. As an apology, I made a special effort to supervise her memorization today."

Xiao Guangren suddenly let go of his arms and disappeared beside the railing.

As stardust gathered, Aiba Yuu revealed his form inside the room.

This is Huali and Nana's room. The table is cluttered with bottles and jars, and besides the dressing table, there are handmade works that are obviously only half-finished.

Aiba Yu saw a grasshopper that was similar to the one Karin had given him that day—it was clearly made by a child, but it was much more exquisite than before.

The grasshopper was placed next to a swing, which was only half wrapped with grass stems, with the other half exposed, and was tied with twigs and thin ropes.

A piece of paper lay horizontally on the table, covered with crayon doodles depicting an adult and a child sitting side-by-side on a swing.

The adults were wearing suits, and the children were wearing dresses with flowers on them.

Aiba Yu was silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out, her translucent fingertips pointing towards the tops of the adults' and children's heads—it was a swing set, with a tiny figure drawn in gold crayon sitting atop the vine-covered top. As if feeling it wasn't bright enough, Karin added a few simple cross stars.

"Can you... touch that painting now?"

Aiba Yu withdrew his hand and saw Himeya Jun standing at the door with a frown.

His gaze was fixed on his feet. Even in his human form, Aiba Yu hadn't actually touched the ground. Himeya Jun noticed this and said, "I remember you like to find places to sit, and you and Jun usually act together. I didn't notice before, but now that Jun's gone, you..."

Himeya Jun didn't know what to say for a moment. He wasn't as good at manipulating words as his club president. If he were to roughly describe his feelings, it would be like having two lanterns, one bright and one dark. Usually, the lights are stuck together, making it hard to notice the dark one, until the bright one is taken away.

"It shouldn't be like this," Jun Himeya thought. "Shouldn't the brighter lantern be Samuel?"

He observed for a while with these doubts, and after carefully recalling what he had seen today, his doubts only deepened.

"Himeya," Aiba Yu reached for the painting again as Aiba Yu's expression changed drastically, his entire palm passing through it without damaging the paper. He said frankly, "Do me a favor."

Chapter 153 Rain, Monsters, and Radiance

Yuanchuan, an ordinary foreman, has an extraordinary life.

Today, he encountered a small alien beast again. The insurance company agent and the factory managers had a bad talk. He walked towards the factory gate with a bulging leather bag, bringing back all the agreements that had not been signed. The agreements were light, but the agent's steps were heavy.

It's getting heavier and heavier.

Finally, it turned into sharp claws in the workers' eyes, which went from confusion to fear.

Yuanchuan saw the salesman swell up as if someone had inflated him, and his shirt and suit quickly turned into shreds with a tearing sound. Hot breath spewed from the nostrils of the muscular monster, and bulging blood vessels throbbed between the skin and muscle fascia.

Those who knew about the previous attacks by small alien beasts turned their attention to Yuanchuan, the person who had dealt with them before.

But Yuanchuan was at a loss – this was an empty factory gate, where could he find material tanks to use?

He steeled his resolve and ran toward the nearest truck. He didn't know if he could knock the monster down, but he knew that standing there as a stake would be the most useless thing to do.

"boom--"

With the accelerator floored and the engine running at its limit, the sudden sound immediately attracted the monster's attention.

It stopped chasing the scattered people and instead aimed its drooling mouth at the truck that was almost as tall as it.

"Crack!" The sound of a dislocated shoulder.

The monster opened its mouth, its lower jaw separating from its upper jaw, like a snake swallowing prey much wider than itself, held together only by an extremely elastic membrane, stretched to its limit. The mouth became a door, the teeth the threshold, leading to a bottomless, dark abyss, where the throat that was swallowing could be seen.

The truck was more than a hundred meters away when the sound rang out. By the time others noticed the change, the monster's mouth was fully open, revealing its mottled paint.

The truck was already in front of it!

Yuanchuan tried to ram it, revving the engine to its full power, but that wasn't enough to propel the just-started truck a hundred meters away instantly. It was the power of a monster! It took a deep breath, like a black hole appearing out of nowhere, frantically devouring everything around it, the wind hissing through its teeth, emitting a piercing, sharp whistle!

Stepping on the brakes was no longer effective; Yuanchuan was so shocked by this sudden turn of events that he was speechless.

His fellow workers watched helplessly as he charged toward the monster, none of them able to utter a sound; their minds and voices were completely devoured by the monster's ravenous and ferocious appearance.

"Bang—Roar!"

The yellowish fangs suddenly broke off, or more precisely, were severed by a golden "blade," the cross-section exposed to the air, the tooth tips flying high, followed by several lines of blood.

Just as suddenly as when it was sucked away, the truck stopped less than two meters away from the monster. The front of the truck was deformed under the enormous stress, as if someone had grabbed the front of the truck hard. Between his fingers, the hard sheet metal looked like a piece of paper that could be crushed at will.

Yuanchuan didn't have time to fasten his seatbelt, and the helmet saved his life again. When he was thrown out by inertia, his body was cut by the windshield and bled profusely, but his head was not injured. He felt like he was thrown out like a rocket, and then pulled to the ground safely like a pinball falling into an air cushion.

Then, the stinging areas on my body started to feel numb and itchy, and a warm current seeped in from the outside along the wound.

He opened his eyes and saw the world around him again—he was sitting on the edge of a flattened carriage, surrounded by tiny specks of light. If you didn't look closely, you might mistake it for a golden cloud, and he was sitting inside it. The cloud moved with the wind, and the wind also swirled up golden sand. Yuanchuan's gaze followed its source and he saw a familiar figure.

It was the person he had seen before, the one who had dug him out of the ruins. He stood there, blocking him from the monster.

The monster had swelled to nearly four meters tall, while a person less than two meters tall stood before it like a mountain between two pressing tectonic plates.

The man reached out, seemingly without exerting any force, and with a single grip and pull, he clamped half of the monster's wrist, straightening it, followed by the sound of bones dislocating... Grabbing the wrist that seemed impossible to hold, he flung the entire monster over his head, slamming it onto the concrete ground on the other side with a "boom." The smooth ground was as if hit by a cannonball, with dense spiderweb-like cracks and rubble instantly spreading dozens of meters away.

"It turns out that when you're determined to take action, you really can unleash even greater power."

Yuanchuan heard the man talking to himself. The man kicked the monster's head, twisting its neck backwards, before turning around and looking at him with eyes stained with molten silver: "If you can still move, run. Getting too close to alien beasts is not a good thing."

The worker, who had encountered the alien beast before, didn't hesitate. He woke up the factory manager, who was mentally calculating the losses and was in a daze, and dragged him out of the factory area. The factory manager's belly and tears in his heart flew together.

But they hadn't run far when a low, hoarse whistle came from behind them, like a huge steamship sailing through the sky, sounding its horn and letting out a wailing sound that poured down like a waterfall from the heavens, accompanied by torrential rain.

Heaven knows how rain could come on a forecast that predicted sunny skies, but it did anyway. Flights about to land saw the clouds piling up over the city and seemingly pouring down, making it look like the sky had a hole in it. The clouds were ripped down by a hand from the ground, blanketing the city in a white, distinct expanse.

If viewed from a higher vantage point, satellite images show clouds thousands of kilometers away, using the city as their center under an invisible force, with air currents swirling and churning, developing into a storm at an astonishing speed.

The torrential rain pounded against the helmet, seeping in along the cracks caused by the previous impact, and Yuanchuan felt a chill on his head.

The rain poured down on his face, making it hard to see the road. He unconsciously slowed his pace and realized that he had dragged the factory manager to an intersection two or three hundred meters away from the factory gate. Some workers followed them and stopped there one after another. They caught their breath and looked back at their factory.

It has endured many hardships, and now it seems it really can't hold on any longer.

The factory manager sat down on the ground, his pants soaked and heavy by the cold muddy water.

The unusual changes naturally foreshadowed the crisis. Yuan Chuan saw that the person who had saved him was still there. He stood there, looking up at the sky—where many cracks appeared out of nowhere, as if an invisible dome was covering the city, and the dome was about to completely break down. The cracks stretched from the dome to the distant horizon with a creaking sound, and the sound of shattering glass was clear even in the boiling rain.

When that invisible shield was completely pierced, many people who looked up at it simultaneously felt as if something in their minds had been shattered along with it.

Jun Sakuma knew that the barrier was the visitor's doing. The monster in the clouds did not appear, and the place that Megaflash had broken through once quickly cracked open even wider. In Jun Sakuma's vision, the air inside the barrier, which was originally shrouded in a lingering light, was suddenly stained gray as dark clouds poured in along the crack, turning clear water black and white.

"Samuel really is a jinx." He felt the oppressive atmosphere emanating from the clouds; merely gazing into the distance made him feel uneasy as if he were recklessly exploring the lair of some ferocious beast.

The Light Chaser's Order is desperately warning of the crisis, and more energy is being sent in. Jun Sakuma looks down and sees the phantom of a timer appear on his chest.

If he could, he wouldn't want Samuel

Come here.

It seems that the Light Chaser also holds the same view.

He gripped the transformation device tightly in his hand, and the stone wings unfolded, the giant's figure overlapping his own.

Go forward, cross the river, and you'll find a major artery of the city: commercial streets, residential areas, parks, and office buildings, all of varying heights and standing side by side. Jun Sakuma was once a policeman in one of these districts. He still remembers the census data for just one district at the time: 121.75 million permanent residents, with an average annual growth rate of about 3%, and he was proud of the top-ranked industrial park in the country within his jurisdiction.

Now they are all hiding behind the curtains, while the strange beasts snarl in the clouds.

Amidst the torrential rain, Yuanchuan saw a figure wading through the water against the wind, with a radiant light slowly rising.

Chapter 154 Do Not Go, Do Not Forget

"Alien Beast Vibration Wave, Area 2, Coordinates 14..."

boom--!

Before the CIC instructions could be fully relayed, new alarms instantly filled the screen.

Kira Ze paused for a moment, then continued, "The Ultra Warriors are dealing with it. Night Raid Team, please drive away any targets approaching the Third Base!"

"Dark Mephisto?" Kazuki Komon removed his mask, and four Chrome Chesters launched themselves, flying towards the approaching dark giant.

As the target drew closer, Saijo Nagi gripped the joystick tightly. The Dark Giant swaggered along, sweeping across in a straight line, while her thoughts wandered in circles: "Mizoroki is still at the base. Who is this Mephisto?"

Several kilometers away, torrential rain poured down, turning the river into a boiling cauldron. Normally, in such weather, there should be at most a few vehicles on the street, with very few pedestrians.

However, along the main road, traffic and pedestrians were congested at the intersections, and the traffic lights were useless. Everyone wanted to escape to what they thought was a safe place, and in the end, they were all stuck in the middle of the road. The rain poured down from above and fell into the crowd and the sea of ​​cars.

Because news of the Alien Beasts has been suppressed for years, people here are much more panicked when attacked by monsters compared to Earth, where Mebius is located—in fact, government employees are going crazy.

"TLT? Huh? Alien Beast? Citywide evacuation? You didn't warn us beforehand and suddenly ordered an evacuation, but now we have to evacuate! There's a 30-minute earthquake warning, do you know how many departments we need to mobilize and how long it will take to coordinate a citywide evacuation?!"

The aorta was completely blocked, and the monster in the clouds finally popped its head out.

It opened its mouth and let out a long, drawn-out cry. People looked up and, through the rain, could barely make out a huge head and blue eyes that seemed to flow like molten lava.

It was supposed to be Beelzebub, having also absorbed the power of other alien beasts, and possessed the face of a monster only described in ancient Chinese mythology. It also bore the faces of other alien beasts—which reminded Jun Sakuma of Muchini, who, after merging with Beelzebub, became neither human nor ghost.

The Order of the Light Chaser seemed to come alive, enveloped in intense energy. The golden threads wrapped around Jun Sakuma first extended the main structure of the giant, centered on the phantom of the timer, and then meticulously filled in the gaps.

Jun Sakuma found that his field of vision was getting higher and higher, until it stopped growing after reaching nearly fifty meters.

People looked up at the sky, or at him. Jun Sakuma had dreamed of receiving this level of attention before, like being awarded a medal as a police star by the superior's superior's superior.

He no longer cared about any of that. Ignoring the gazes directed at him, his eyes pierced through the rain and beaded curtain, locking onto the monster that was about to peek out halfway.

It is like the master of dark clouds, the servant of calamity, its head with thorny, bony horns gathering lightning.