Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

These eyes have witnessed countless landscapes: the moon rising over the Tianshan Mountains, a vast sea of ​​clouds, a broken-winged bird falling to the bottom of a cliff; lush green grass, jade belts connecting garments, a vibrant face crushed into the yellow earth, flesh and blood encasing steel; a dying person recounting regrets, delicate and soft hands withering like flowers. He has become accustomed to the Grim Reaper's scythe, and therefore does not wish to see the Grim Reaper's figure again.

He was fortunate enough to encounter the light and witness its gentle yet powerful force, thus yearning to shed his "monster" body and pursue the captivating and intoxicating light.

The "monster" chuckled, whether laughing at itself or mocking the other party's carelessness, it was unclear.

He struggled, but the black flame ropes bound him tightly, and a clear cracking sound of bones breaking echoed in the air. He stretched out his claws and long tail, his bones shattering inch by inch under the restraints.

"bring it on!"

He extended an invitation to the dragons.

The products of the confined sea of ​​memories have found a new goal. Like molting snakes, they wriggle out of their confinement, fall from the sky, and plunge into an embrace that opens to them.

"I not only covet the light, but also your power! I want to tear every inch of your skin and flesh apart; however many clones you scatter, I wish you would be shattered into countless pieces!"

Along the way, they parted ways and reunited, and no one could come back. Whether it was the unreliable and bad-tempered instructor at the base, the canteen worker who never treated people well, the "Gen" who always wanted to be his father, the long-legged and slender "goddess," or the piccolo and bell, the seashell and white sand...

His body was torn apart by his rough movements, and dark blood flowed down his scales, which made the dragons even more agitated.

Dark Lucifer took two more steps forward, his eyes filled with curiosity as he observed this rare human and "monster" who could actually destroy his clone.

Even though he had been restraining the energy from the River of Oblivion, it still surged toward the hearts of humans who were more compatible.

If it were that "insignificant clone," it would surely rush out in a panic and reckless manner to fight for it, but the main body remains unmoved and confident—it can continue to take things from the River of Oblivion. Even if those dragons and he were together, they could not surpass him. The black flames can still digest him, it's just a little slower.

"Samuel" was left to that human named Saku, and "Aiki" and "Tatsumi" were here, determined to take a piece of his flesh no matter what, which made him feel novel.

The cracking sound of bones breaking was like a thunderclap. The "monster's" figure was no longer visible. Thick blood mixed with the shadow of the dragon. Its body was growing extremely fast. Its skin kept breaking and healing, and its scales overlapped with a crackling sound. It only took a breath for it to grow from its initial form to its final shape.

He pulled on the rope of the black flames and soared into the air. The scorching blood rain seeped into the iron-gray sea along the cracks in the bluestone, dyeing the nearby seawater a deep red, like a skirt billowing in the water.

No one would believe that such a "monster" still possessed any sense of reason, yet his golden eyes remained clear.

He opened his mouth and roared, the long cry of the strange beast sounding like rolling thunder.

My regret lies here, my hatred lies here! I have long been prepared to die, my only purpose is to pin your head down and break your neck! Want "interest"? Come on, you—come and take it!

Chapter 169 The Land of the End

“You said in your heart, ‘I will ascend to the heavens…I will sit on the mountain of assembly, on the northernmost point; I will ascend above the highest clouds, and I will be like the Most High.’”

"But you will be cast down to Hades, to the deepest depths of the pit... The kings of the nations sleep in the glory of their own graves, but you alone will be cast out and will not enter your tomb."

……

The stone-like Medal of the Light Chaser shone brightly again.

Golden threads wrapped around it, making it almost transparent. It hung in mid-air, its stone wings spread, the opal at its center seeming to churn with quicksand. Jun Sakuma could hardly sit still; a feeling of being urged on surged from the depths of his heart, from the Medal of the Light Chaser.

The sound came from within, like waves crashing against the rocks, continuous and relentless.

The "guests" gathered there, watching with puzzlement as Jun Sakuma paced back and forth. Kazuki Komon awoke to the sound of his footsteps.

The ceiling was completely different from that of the Third Base, with traces of smoke on it. Several heads crowded around, their voices buzzing in my ears.

"Does your head still hurt?" The clear female voice belonged to Shiori Hiraki, who had not drowned in the Castle of Freedom.

"Big brother's awake!" It was a child's voice...was it Hana Rin?

"What on earth happened? I saw dark clouds over the reservoir, and then I saw Shintaro running away like his butt was on fire, yelling 'I'm dead, I'm dead!' I thought something had happened!" A young voice with a hint of orange soda emanated from Komon Kazuki, whose vision suddenly cleared!

He opened his mouth and shouted, "Lian?!"

The latter turned around at the sound, his hand still covered in medical tape with a small piece of gauze stuck inside, probably from rushing off the IV and getting off the bed in a hurry. Hayato Haimoto stared at him with displeasure, clutching a plastic bag containing several medicine boxes in his hand.

They planned to wait at this hospital until Raphael's condition stabilized before transferring him back to another hospital for further treatment. Little did they know that the situation outside would change faster than the cells in his body were going from collapse to stabilization. When Shintaro Hirata came to see Jun Sakuma, he was in such a hurry that he didn't even turn off his GPS. Senju Rei felt uneasy, so she put her school training in skipping around into practice and slipped away from the hospital to here—still followed by her nominal "father."

The Medal of the Light Chaser slowly rotated above everyone's heads, its core finally pointing to one place.

At the same time, black smoke rose from the black jade grasshopper in Ji Yajun's hand. It circled several times, then spread out like silk threads into the water, drifting and pointing in the same direction.

Jun Sakuma stared at them intently, his steps faltering. Joy surged from his feet to the top of his head, and he seemed to hear the tolling of dawn bells as white doves were released into the sky.

"He's still here...he's still here!"

Sakuma Jun wished he could grab the Light Chaser's Medal and kiss it hard. He strode up to Komon Kazuki and grabbed the man's shoulder: "Are you feeling any better? When can you move? We have to get there as soon as possible! We can't wait until the enemy is fully prepared. We have to take advantage of their internal turmoil—to launch a perfectly timed surprise attack!"

The latter, stunned, pulled out the Evolution Trustee, which was also burning hot. Jun Himeya was standing next to him. Nagi Saijo found a stool and sat down, her face dark as she watched Jinneko log into the TLT database in front of her. Rei Senju waved her hand in front of his eyes: "Still spacing out?...Are you alright?"

TLT Third Base

Repair work was pointless, and the third base was preparing to change its location. They lifted the still usable equipment out of the water and stacked it on the shore.

With his head wrapped in bandages, Eiji Kazukura stared blankly at his Bereg, hoping for a signal from his teammates. Suddenly, the screen switched from its lifeless state to a red dot in the upper left corner, with ripples indicating the intensity of the light.

"Aberrant Beast Vibration Wave?!" He jumped to his feet, and at the same time, the alarm instruments that were still functioning blared. Their horns, having been soaked in water, emitted a sound even sharper and more unpleasant than usual, strangely distorted as if squeezed from the throat of a half-dead duck, sending chills down one's spine.

That was a rapid, short alarm, signifying the highest level of the alien beast vibration wave warning. He and Cang Yingfu instinctively looked towards the reservoir dam. Their Chromium Chester was still inside, but because the passage was blocked by rubble, the maintenance crew couldn't get up there; they only knew the aircraft was still relatively intact. How was he supposed to deploy now? Go find the alien beast alone, armed only with his remaining pistol?

"No need to be nervous, that's not an alien beast." The voice of the prophet came from behind. Kazuma Eifu immediately turned around. The other person was talking to him, but his eyes were looking through the reservoir into the distant void.

Kira Zeyu "saw" the shattered image.

In its earliest days, it was a crumbling city, with black giants roaring in the ruins, blood being evaporated in the fire, and thick smoke billowing into the dark clouds.

Later, there was a monster nailed to the cliff and the icy ocean, its long, thin tail hanging down. A human figure stared at it, the air thick with a heavy, unyielding tension.

We're acquaintances now.

Ikki Komon, Nagi Saijo, Rei Chisuki, Jun Himeya.

The four individuals stood in a circle, with the Evolution Trustee held in the center, their flashing light synchronized with their heartbeats. A golden, almost translucent "stone" hovered higher up, like a rising full moon.

Then the scene of the city's collapse shattered, and the black giant transformed into a silver giant with wings on his back. When he raised his hand, the sun and moon revolved, and star trails appeared like discs.

"Thump—whoosh!"

The sound of shattering glass rang out, and the whole world seemed to tremble, as if an invisible barrier covered this world. Someone took a giant hammer and smashed the barrier. The impact, which sounded like a bell, seemed to burst forth from the soul. In this bell-like sound, he suddenly withdrew his "gaze".

"Phase!" he blurted out. The alarm on the TLT, which hadn't yet gone out, went off again, and the staff member standing guard beside it urgently reported: "Anomalous phase distortion detected! In Shinjuku!"

Everyone instinctively looked at CIC's predictor, the commander of the operation.

The latter stared at the reservoir's now calm surface: "Hurry up and clear the passage to the hangar. When the 'disaster' comes, the alien beasts will become active again. Captain Cang, we still need the combat power of Group A."

Kazukura Eifu stood up; he decided to join the team clearing the passage instead of waiting for preparations.

The class slowly made some changes.

As Kira Zeyu saw the lake, it gradually overlapped with the iron-gray ocean, where there were volcanic islands and pitch-black flames. The monster had devoured the dragon and rampaged through the cage. It clung to the bars woven from flames and roared at the black giant. A storm rapidly formed in its mouth, and the visible airflow was almost compressed into a solid.

The violent wind blade flew silently, trailing a long, scorching red tail in the air like a shooting star falling into the atmosphere. It exploded with a deafening roar just before it reached the black giant, the violent wind pressure slapping the sea surface in a bowl-shaped arc, forcing the black giant to retreat even further.

"Hiss ha ha ha—" The monster seemed to be laughing as it continued to violently pound the railing, from which came a dull bell sound mixed with the cracking sound of bones breaking.

The black giant reached out and grabbed the ancient book in his hand. He tossed it gently, and the book flew in an arc before landing above the cage.

The trembling cage stabilized instantly, the book flipped over by itself, opened its inner pages, and a bluish-gray mist poured out from it, like gasoline being poured into a fire. Black flames stretched out their "arms" from all directions, and rolling tongues of flame engulfed the monster.

“The final resting place…” Kira Sawa suddenly spoke. He and Kurahei hadn’t walked far when they heard this word and turned to look at him.

The seer's gaze became unfocused again, and he slowly uttered a sentence: "Everything begins in the primordial nest and ends in the land of the end."

Chapter 170 The Enraged Man Looks Around with Blade in Hand

Anxiety.

unprecedented.

Ever since this "monster" took shape, broke free of its chains, and began ramming against the cage, forcing him to leave the altar and command the black flames on the sea, a sense of unease arose within him.

When Muchini went to his death with Beelzebub's body, he thought the situation was still under control; when Goroki also stopped the puppet of Dark Mephistopheles, he thought it was a "surprise often seen in intelligent beings"; when Zaki failed to be born smoothly in the River of Oblivion, he realized that he should prepare seriously - but the preparation process was not satisfactory.

The tides of the End Land trembled with each impact, and Dark Lucifer watched him as a tireless machine struggling against his cage with his own bones, as if looking at a painting scribbled on at will.

If he were still rational, he could keep attacking one location and this cage wouldn't be able to hold him at all. But right now, he doesn't look like he can still think.

Steam and droplets of blood condensed in mid-air, severed by the monster's claws. The claws struck the bars constructed of black flames, grinding against them with a metallic clang. The cold, metallic claws failed to pierce them, leaving not even a mark. The monster's finger bones were crushed by the violent blows, but as it lowered its hand, the twisted parts snapped back to their original shape with a "clatter." The bars themselves seemed to hold up for a long time, but the kinetic energy generated by the impact made the entire cage shake as if it could capsize into the sea at any moment—it was unclear whether it was the tide or the volcanic island that was trembling.

The dragons in the River of Oblivion all entered the other's stomach. Dark Lucifer looked up at the dark, cloud-covered sky, where the clouds seemed even deeper, reflecting their master's current mood.

“Quiet,” he said.

The monster's mouth compressed a storm, its roar exploding in our ears.

"There are so many intelligent beings, but you're one of the more annoying ones." With that, he threw the ancient book he carried with him away, and the bluish-gray mist provided fuel for the blazing firewood in the black flames.

Accumulated over many years by his clones, everything they "observed" was recorded in the book. If it were released, it would be considered a heretical book that could summon evil spirits and mythical monsters. Dark Lucifer used it for amusement—now he uses it to keep an eye on disobedient "thieves."

As the pages were turned, the "monster" indeed quieted down, and the bluish-gray mist, along with the billowing flames, swirled into the cage, like a veil hanging down.

……

Aiba Yu trudged through the mud.

The pitch-black rain pattered down, the world was boiling like a boiler, and he walked blankly inside the boiler.

This must be the enemy's doing, to delay their actions so that the leeching flames can burn them to ashes and turn them into a part of Dark Lucifer.

He was single-minded, and the wind and rain hitting his face could not slow him down. Soon, he saw a light.

Behind the light usually lies a brighter future, and he might just see the enemy right in front of him, wondering in astonishment, "How did you get out so quickly?" But Aiba Yu finds that it's still raining behind him.

"Hua Hua Hua..."

Aiba Yu blinked. All around him was the sound of rushing water, like the depths of a great lake.

The out-of-control car crashed into a lamppost, its tires screeching as they rubbed against the ground, splashing water that soaked its trousers.