Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

At the same time, Samuel suddenly felt a lightness in his palm as the tentacles snapped off cleanly. He instantly retreated a distance, and a muffled rumble came from the murky mud.

Is it a monster?

Samuel recalled what the salted fish had said about "another kid like Bokulagu," and guessed that perhaps some long-dormant monster had awakened. He tried to recall the feeling when he summoned the armor and beat Bokulagu awake, and how the light particles manifested the moment the armor appeared—he tried to recreate that image so that the anemone monster in front of him would obediently go back to sleep.

The silhouette of the armor appeared and disappeared, but before he could ponder it further, what he thought was an anemone monster turned into a swarm of anemone monsters.

Rising from beneath our feet, the silt swells and spreads like ripples on a lake, creating towering mounds from which almost identical "sea anemones" sprout. If you've ever seen seeds sprout during the rainy season, this is probably what it looks like—as easy as mushrooms growing in damp, dark places.

The sea anemones are extremely fragile, and Samuel's punch wouldn't even have the chance to wake one up, leaving him unsure whether he should go easy on them.

Perhaps they have an even more powerful form?

Samuel swept across the entire fan-shaped area of ​​sea with a burst of Pelleriti Light Streams. The silt stirred up by them gradually settled back, allowing him to discern extremely minute details within it:

The black, thread-like wisps of smoke were gathering on the sea surface as the sea anemone disappeared.

Chapter 51 Observer

"Eye of the storm, giants, abnormal heat sources, large underwater biological reactions, radar scan images... ah, and these too..." Countless pieces of information flooded in like a flood bursting a dam. Sasaki Atsuko and Joey whispered a few words and then divided the tasks.

"The levels of harmful gases in the area where the storm is present are decreasing rapidly, including the proportion of gases such as methane, which is dropping very quickly. Before long, the air in the entire Kanto region will be replaced!" Sasaki Atsuko reported the latest analysis results from the ground base: "According to the air monitoring department, the oxygen content in the area is abnormally high. Please be aware of the fire hazard... If the concentration continues to increase at this rate, there may be cases of oxygen poisoning."

"The abnormal heat source is mainly occurring on the seabed along the Tokyo Bay coast, near the Geo base, but the base has reported that it is currently safe, and the silver giant is clearing away the monsters that have appeared on the seabed."

"Beast." Georgie reported the relatively good news first.

Before Akio Ishimuro could nod, her next sentence abruptly changed the atmosphere: "Another source of abnormal heat has been detected, the signal count is five... no, six, ah, it has increased to seven, located in the suburbs of Tokyo, and is heading towards the city!"

"An anomaly has been detected in the airflow movement of the eye of the typhoon; there's something extra inside," Takayama Gamu interrupted in his communications. His usual routine of scientific research made him want to launch into a long explanation, but the urgency of the situation and the face of Staff Officer Chiba instantly snapped him to attention: "EX's firepower might not be enough. Requesting support. Confirm the object in the center of the typhoon's eye!"

Images taken by EX were displayed on the screen. The eye of the typhoon, which should have been able to connect heaven and earth, was now blocked by murky black fog, with snake-like lightning flashing in and out.

"What is that?" Sasaki Atsuko was so shocked by the scale of the black mist that she got goosebumps all over. If it were just an unidentified flying object in the eye of the storm, it would be fine, but that black mist-like thing was connected to the surrounding clouds and pulsated rhythmically, like the heart of some unseen behemoth. It was hidden in the cloud cluster that was targeting the city. The dark clouds were its outer garment and the black mist was its food.

"The Celestial Realm..."

Hitomi Onodera is a girl who suddenly moved to this place alone one day.

Instead of following safety warnings, she left the windows wide open, allowing the storm and rain to pour into the room without mercy.

Her hair was wet, clinging to her face in strands, and her coat was soaked with water, dripping down in silvery streams.

She stared blankly up at the center of the typhoon, beneath the thick, dark clouds.

"It shouldn't be running in the city, it shouldn't be at this power level, who gave it that permission?!"

She reconfirmed the size of the storm. Nearby, construction cranes swayed in the wind and rain. From her apartment to the distant, towering buildings, everything was buried in the spray pouring down from the sky, except for a sliver of pure white light on the horizon.

She turned and ran into the bedroom, kicking the bed frame. The recoil nearly broke her toe, and she waited anxiously, grimacing and looking ferocious, for the bed frame to slowly descend.

A square hole appeared on one side of the bed. Almost as soon as the hole appeared, she reached in and pulled out an iron box.

She held her ever-present "bracelet" up to the keyhole, the mechanism turned, the box opened, and several antenna-like objects peeked out from inside.

"Observer SuT-2 requests communication! SuT-2 requests communication! Damn it!"

"Self-check, self-check, self-check! You damn well better show me something!" Onodera Hitomi wrung out the corner of her clothes, roughly wiped her glasses with the barely wrung-out fabric, put them on, and then banged on the broken machine that had failed at the last minute.

"Council! Old bastards! Sons of bitches!" Onodera Hitomi slapped the machine a few times, then swept her wet bangs that kept getting into her eyes back, cursing, "Who gave you permission to use 'Heaven' like this! You lecherous old chairman, are you asleep again or dead out there?! Hey... ah, this piece of junk!!!"

……

After Samuel finished clearing the "sea anemones" near the Geo base, he wanted to chase the fine, thread-like mist towards the sea surface when he suddenly felt something at his feet.

He looked down and saw a muscular giant. Due to the size difference, the long sword that he used to wield with such power was too short to be even a toothpick. It was being held by its master's hands and was being used to poke the giant's feet.

You can't pierce it; if you apply more force, the knife will probably break first.

"Why are you here instead of finding somewhere else to stay?" Samuel lifted his foot to leave, but Pito pounced on him and sprawled on his feet.

Pito, afraid of being thrown off again, clung tightly, refusing to let go: "My baby, my dead baby! They're back! They're up there!"

“Understood,” Samuel bent down, lifted him into his palm, and placed him on his shoulder: “Find a place for yourself to hold on.”

“Bringing me along is only to make you uncomfortable,” Pito sheathed his sword and said, “I just want you to pass on a message for me, if you can talk to them.”

"Hmm, what do you want to say?"

“The successful planet of highly qualified and intelligent people cannot arbitrarily interfere with the evolution of species. I did not prevent your extinction, but I have never forgotten you either. The children of today are doing very well... Please do not interfere with their lives.”

“Those ‘sea anemones’ just now…” Samuel understood their origin.

“Yes, they are my dead children—one of countless children who went extinct in billions of years of species iteration,” Pito said without wailing, using only the cold, hard voice of a swordsman: “Some went to the ground, and they want to ‘come back’.”

“Moussa…Samuel, they can’t come back.”

……

Ariel Base.

XIG received new information from the Alchemy Star.

"Ancient creatures?" Chiba Tatsumi moved closer, wanting a more definitive answer from the female scholar on the screen: "You're saying the monsters appearing in the suburbs are actually ancient creatures?"

"Their appearance undoubtedly comes from extinct species. Why they have been resurrected and acquired such a huge size still needs further investigation, but one thing I am sure of."

Mirai Asano, a genius paleontologist, sent a message to XIG after receiving a message from Gamu Takayama: "They are not fully resurrected yet, but if more people become aware of their existence, perhaps they will really crawl out of the ancient strata!"

"Tokyo has nearly 1"

"Five million people, they all saw those 'ancient creatures,' and now it's too late for media censorship," Akio Ishimuro said. "Thank you for your help."

"Then at least we must stop this storm!" Asano Mirai seemed to be outside, the wind whipping her hair across her face, forcing her to hold it to the side facing the wind as she urgently said:

"This storm is pushing our atmosphere back to what it was millions of years ago, when, for example, during the Cretaceous period, the oxygen content was 150% of what it is now! This is also one of the reasons why ancient life appeared at this time... It was the sudden and extremely similar environment that awakened them!"

"In any case, if this storm doesn't stop, perhaps even more ancient creatures will appear!"

Chapter Fifty-Two: The Will to Return

When Samuel emerged from the sea, he felt as if countless needles were pricking his skin, and the moment he saw the “dead children” that Pitot had mentioned, those needles seemed to have somehow pierced into his brain.

The city, shrouded in torrential rain, appeared like a mirage. In such a severe weather, only something equally rugged seemed fitting – storm clouds and colossal ancient creatures. They existed in a different world from the man-made concrete buildings, but now they had returned, accompanied by the low murmurs of prehistoric beasts, as if this land was welcoming back its former masters. The buildings had become illusions; the ancient creatures and the endless rain clouds were the only reality.

Samuel waded through the seawater, his light piercing the dark, damp cage. Wherever he passed, rainwater evaporated, casting a shadow on the gray glass curtain wall as if it were the blazing sun.

He immediately attracted the attention of the enormous ancient creatures scattered throughout the city.

"The Earth says that it did not interfere with the evolution of species, but it has always remembered you."

The armor amplified his psychic powers, and when Samuel "heard" the will of the ancient creatures, those thorns piercing his mind, he realized that he, just as Pito had hoped, could convey Pito's thoughts to these vengeful spirits that had lingered for millions of years.

The giant beasts surrounding the city's outskirts all turned their "heads" toward him. Samuel wasn't sure if they were heads; some looked like flower buds, others like gnarled tree burls.

Samuel possesses the telekinetic ability to relay messages to monsters, but monsters lack the ability to transmit their own words into others' minds. Samuel doesn't receive a comprehensible response; he finds himself only able to communicate unilaterally, while the monsters remain indifferent.

How can a single sentence dissolve a grudge that has lasted for thousands of years?

On an endless, slowly descent into death, all their kind vanish, dying in a fire or a flood, leaving them to eke out a living in the apocalypse. Then they discover that this is not the apocalypse, but only the apocalypse for them.

New life thrives in a completely new environment, but the seed itself weakens day by day until it stops sprouting.

These monsters lacked higher emotions. They were given an opportunity: the upheaval brought about by the "celestial realm" restored the environment in which they once lived, and an unknown force awakened these vengeful spirits that had lingered for millions of years. Naturally, driven by the instinct for survival, they longed to return to the world.

Therefore, Samuel's message had no effect. Even if the Earth hadn't forgotten, and even if the Earth's consciousness cried for them every day, they would not stop their "return".

They must have heard Samuel's words. Just as Samuel finished speaking the last word, the giant beasts roared in unison, the sound waves rippling outwards from the surrounding raindrops, creating visible concentric circles of ripples.

……

"Why are you yelling so loudly? You're hurting my eyes!" Kinoshita Kei and his colleagues from the geological research group huddled in a small car.

The meteorite landed in the city center, directly under the eye of the typhoon. The torrential rain came down hard, and their awning collapsed as expected. The group packed up their equipment and meteorite samples and scattered like birds.

The car was more reliable than the canopy; it was only drizzling inside.

Even with the wipers on full blast, the driver couldn't see the road very far. Visibility was less than five meters. They could only slowly crawl along the road ahead, following the hazard lights of the vehicles in front. The bright red taillights were blurred by the rain, scattering into their eyes and becoming an annoying and glaring abstract painting.

XIG's concern about "1500 million people seeing ancient creatures" is actually somewhat unfounded, because in such harsh weather, most people, regardless of gender, can only see a blurry, distorted outline of a monster five meters away, let alone several kilometers away—through the rain.

Only Kinoshita Kei had good eyesight, able to see through the rain and spot those massive structures slowly approaching the city.

Upon seeing the silver giant, everyone seemed to be stimulated by something, and they all stretched their necks and roared to the sky. Kinoshita Kei covered his ears and was so shocked that he wanted to roll on the ground, while his colleagues did not have such sensitive hearing and only vaguely heard a sound like the roar of a ferocious beast.

"Are there wolves in this place?" The guy in the geological research team had a peculiar way of thinking. He hugged his precious file bag tightly, trembling as he pulled open his coat and stuffed it under his shirt, which wasn't soaked.

Startled by the monsters' roars, Kinoshita Kei looked around and realized that the traffic they were following was surging towards the feet of one of the monsters! They thought this road would lead to the nearest shelter, but it was a complete waste! At this leisurely pace of traffic, the monster could have already crossed the city twice over!

"What are you doing, my friend?!" Kinoshita Kei was extremely anxious. The car was moving at a snail's pace, and it was uncertain when they would reach the exit and return to the Geo base. Turning around would be even more difficult.

Before long, a long line of cars had already formed behind them, blocking the intersection for several blocks like a train.

Just as he was anxiously checking the monster's movements outside, the roar of an engine came from above.

The guys in the geological research group were still rubbing their hands to calm their goosebumps because the rain was too cold when Kinoshita Kei suddenly opened the car door, jumped out of the car which was moving slower than walking, and ran into the rain in the astonished eyes of his colleagues, looking up to find the source of the engine sound.

Fighter jets at Ariel base.

Six Fighter aircraft from the Lightning and Falcon teams.

They came from their base hovering above the equator, and upon reaching the city center, the two teams separated. The Lightning team climbed higher, heading above the clouds, preparing to plunge into the eye of the typhoon and deliver a well-deserved missile strike to the central entity. The Falcon team lowered its nose and swooped down; their mission was to intercept the approaching monster.

"Flying in this rain like this, are you trying to kill yourself by flying blindly with radar?!" Kinoshita Kei looked up at the three Fighter planes of the Falcon Squadron, their gray wings cutting through the rain, a sight that also pierced his heart as a logistics officer: "If the pressure is too low, we'll crash! Nasiri is in charge of quality control for the heat insulation coating, and I'm going to get caught doing it!!!"

The Falcon team members seemed to realize the altitude problem; they dove to confirm the target's position and then immediately pulled back up, avoiding the monster's waving claws.

The fellow villager he had been longing for had also arrived. The villager pulled out a lightsaber from somewhere, flicked his left hand, and countless tiny light blades flashed around him at high speed. After spinning a few times, they merged into a solid short blade and suddenly shot out, accompanied by a long, sharp shriek and a clean, fan-shaped trail of light. Kinoshita Kei turned his head along the trajectory, and those short blades had already appeared on other ancient creatures several kilometers away.