Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

"...Once I get it back, I'll show you who the real father is."

"Could you have said that with a bit more force? Is the reason I can't sense Uranus because you stuffed him with too much energy and suffocated him?!"

Pito's eyes lit up, he punched his palm, and as if struck by lightning, he suddenly understood:

"I see!"

Chapter Sixty-Five: Rushing Towards the Whirlpool of Rain Clouds

The night was very dark, as if it were covered in asphalt. It was pouring rain, and the "asphalt" couldn't be washed away no matter what.

This reminded Kinoshita Kei of the disaster that occurred when the "Heavenly Realm" arrived not long ago. What's wrong with the monsters these days? Do they come with their own rainstorm effects when they appear?

However, the compatibility between this newly emerged lightning-wielding monster and the "meteorite" is hard to say whether it's good or bad. The "meteorite" gets so hot that it can perform a live demonstration of turning steel into water, and the lightning-wielding monster summons rain clouds that pour down torrential rain, causing the area around the "meteorite" to be submerged in steam.

The "meteorite" monster retracted its scorching "hands and feet," and Kinoshita Kei saw the Seagull Team's hovercraft swaying slightly from side to side as it was pulled by ropes, its wings appearing and disappearing in the gradually spreading steam.

It was dangerous there; the steam temperature was extremely high. Kinoshita Kei was worried about the situation of Hirakawa Hiroshi and the Seagull team inside. Before the rain, they were just wandering around the boiler, but after the rain, they were practically rolling around inside the furnace!

“Hey, Pito, I remember the guy from the village said he saw the light of Uranus protecting me?” Kinoshita Kei swallowed hard and started rummaging through his pockets.

The muscular man nodded: "Of course, not just him, the energy I gave to good boy Uranus was also genuine."

"Won't I turn into a pancake in an electric griddle when that cement slab falls on me? What about that automatic defense mechanism the guy from the village was talking about? Isn't it just a random thing? The 'meteorite' looks really hot. If my defense fails and it brushes against me, I'll probably be burnt to a crisp." Kinoshita Kei turned his pockets inside out but couldn't find anything to cover himself. He gritted his teeth and took off his jacket, revealing the pajamas from the movie "The Swordsman" that had been with him for years.

The floating machine was practically a toy in front of the monster. Although Kinoshita Kei always talked about scripts and had seen too many tropes where good people would always turn the tide when they encountered difficulties, when he actually approached the restricted area, felt the heat wave hit him, and heard the sound of the metal being stretched taut as the floating machine vibrated, he completely lost the confidence he had gained from watching countless movies and being a master of tropes.

"I can even time travel, Uranus has appeared, and Earth has become a powerless fool. It's normal for the screenwriter to retcon the book and turn the background into something dark and cruel." Kinoshita Kei took off his T-shirt, folded it into a roughly rectangular shape, and then, imitating the appearance of a night-walking knight in a period drama, hid his face below his eyes behind the fabric.

Regardless of whether this could conceal his identity, the female lead of "The Swordsman" had her long, white legs wrinkled across his face, and Pito felt that something was off. But when he thought that it was a picture of a character that Xiao Jing liked, he forced himself to keep his words to himself.

Kinoshita Kei turned his jacket inside out, putting it on so that he could avoid being identified by the color of his clothes. He felt he was completely safe. It would be even better if he had brought the coffee shop's paper bag with him when he left; those things could be poked with two holes and worn over his head without leaving a trace, so he wouldn't have to sacrifice his cherished pajamas.

GUARD staff were still guarding the cordon to drive away reckless curious aliens and reporters who were eating. Little did he know that, in his blind spot, just a few dozen meters away, a strange man with a face covered by a white T-shirt worn by a young woman, the shirt inside out with frayed threads stubbornly sticking out, was sneaking past with the gait of a thief.

"No, I clearly went in to help move bricks, ready to show my skills in a critical moment," Kinoshita Kei muttered as he ran quickly, "How come it's like I'm some kind of pervert who steals underwear."

"It's okay, Dad doesn't mind that you're a pervert." Pito floated beside him with his arms crossed.

Kinoshita Kei glanced at his leisurely demeanor with envy. He wanted to fly too! To leap into space like his fellow countryman! But right now, he could only be a ground-dwelling chicken! They were both human beings, so why was he inferior to him in every way?

"Damn Earth, that's not the point. Next time I'll definitely remember to wear a cool mask! Tsk, when I get back I'll find a welding master to make me a handcrafted, metallic mask that fits my face perfectly! Then I'll post it online: that kind citizen who appeared late at night to save people from dire straits is a Kamen Rider!"

The muscular man smiled kindly: "My son, no matter what mask you wear, even if it's a hood and stockings, in my heart, you'll always be the most handsome one."

"The coolest... Did you say that to Gaia and Agul too?" Given the habits of this Earth, He probably said it to every child, from giants to tiny amoebas!

The muscular man neither admitted nor denied it, choosing instead to change the subject: "I said, if you hire a welder to make you a mask, how do you plan to shut the welder up?"

"When did you become smart, you dog Earth?"

"Ha, you're too young."

……

"The following is information on the newly emerged monster. Since its appearance, communications throughout the city have been disrupted to varying degrees. Geo Base is unable to contact its ground personnel."

"Look at this message..." In the upper right corner of the screen is a scene of the wilderness, where a man in an orange shirt with a "Geo" badge is slumped in the driver's seat, panting heavily, his sweaty face smiling in front of the camera.

Staff officer Chiba Tatsumi read aloud the communication he had sent: "This message came from a special person who drove 40 kilometers after exiting Exit 6 of the Geo base before receiving the communication signal."

“Communications at Ariel Base are fine; only Tokyo is affected,” Akio Ishimuro said to Atsuko Sasaki. “Can you contact Team Lightning and Team Falcon?”

The latter was tormented by the noise in her headphones, her brows furrowed, but she dared not put them down, fearing that the intermittent communication might transmit some important information: "Not yet, a large rain cloud has appeared over Tokyo, and satellite imagery can no longer capture them. The only source of transmission is ground-based monitoring, but communication is really..."

"Since we can't keep track of real-time developments, we must prepare for the worst, Tsutsumi Makoto."

“Understood,” the person in charge at the front line aboard the Peace finally relented: “The Cool Dragon Team is authorized to launch an attack. The target is the newly appeared monster. We need to figure out how to resolve the communication issue first.”

"Then we can use silver iodide bullets upwind." Takayama Gamu's communication came through. After discovering that the newly appeared monster could use lightning to affect the weather, he piloted his EX to fly into the sky to check the gathering of rain clouds.

“Water vapor cannot condense out of thin air; it needs a source no matter what,” he said to the radar screen. “By letting the rain fall first from the upwind direction, the rain clouds in Tokyo will stop accumulating. Then, by accelerating the rainmaking operations on the already formed rain clouds, we can quickly restore the satellite images.”

Takayama Gamu's suggestion was immediately approved. The maintenance crew shouted as they changed the ammunition for the fighter jet. The three female pilots, already in the Fighter, looked at each other across the cockpit and gave each other a thumbs up.

“The men are stuck in the mud, it’s time for us to move out,” Inari Miho’s lips tightened, her smile vanishing instantly, her warrior’s eyes fixed on the front, as if a monster was approaching: “Crow Dragon Team ready! Target: Tokyo, girls! Tear the rain clouds apart!”

Chapter Sixty-Six: The Tide of Starlight

The outskirts of Tokyo.

Three Falcon fighter jets that had lost contact with Ariel base circled overhead.

What puzzled them even more than the communication disruption was the Silver Giant's behavior.

Brown Gob appeared to protect White Gob, and the silver giant stopped attacking. Seeing the monster making noises every now and then, they suspected that the giant could communicate with the monster.

Then space distorted again, and a monster wrapped in lightning fell down. It came so suddenly that everyone, including the giants, could only watch helplessly as the lightning swept across Gob's ship, leaving behind a scorched earth and flames.

The brown Gobu was struck by lightning and lay motionless on the ground, probably dying. The white Gobu then went berserk.

Suddenly the sky outside brightened, and Gob's yellow light bullets became even denser than raindrops in an instant. Under the frenzied will of their master, they swept indiscriminately around them, friend and foe alike. Bats, who commanded the thunderstorm, was the first to be hit and was bombarded repeatedly before retreating far away.

The roles of those protecting Gob have reversed. The silver giant now stands in front of the brown Gob, who is lying prone on the ground, and a thin shield of light envelops both himself and the monster.

"What is the giant doing?! If that Gob is still alive..." Tatsuhiko Yoneda tried to direct his team to deal with the danger, but all the missiles he fired missed their mark and landed haphazardly around the giant and the monster.

The closest creature to them now was Bats, which was also retreating into the air. Its mouth was wide open, lightning surged from its horns, and its bloodshot eyes indicated that something was wrong with it as well.

The three Fighter aircraft suddenly broke formation and dispersed, and the current fired by Batss passed through the middle of them.

Samuel knew he couldn't let Gob rush into the city. He had to act quickly, wake White Gob up, throw the monster and its egg case remnants into the void tunnel, seal off the exit to Earth, and then deal with the "meteorite" or the newly fallen monster, Bats.

The armor given to him by his former comrades could indeed do more. Samuel clenched his fist, finding the feeling he had when he beat Bokulagu awake that day. He caught Gob's hook scythe with one hand and struck its head with the other, neither too hard nor too soft.

Gob hissed as a light blast exploded at close range, instantly obscuring Samuel's vision.

But this wasn't a major problem. Samuel was less agile in his armored form than in his normal state, but it was still body armor, offering much higher defense than before. Because his user didn't know how to concentrate attacks to break through enemy lines, these light projectiles were wasted by spraying them in a wide-area manner, so when they exploded on him, they were practically just a tickle.

The fist struck Gob's cheek, but instead of causing any destructive energy, the silvery light seeped into his skin and soothed the burns inflicted by the thunderstorm. White Gob staggered back, shaking his dazed head.

Samuel has figured out some uses for the armor form—psychic amplification, defense amplification, resolving confusion, and healing. Could it be that his companions' "gift" to him is to make him an invincible peace dove? Or is there something wrong with the way he developed this new form?

"Well, this is fine too." This Gob needed help, so Samuel took two steps forward and rushed to Gob's side. He habitually activated his silver flames; the high-temperature flames that should have burned through the enemy like a leech had transformed into rings of spreading starlight.

The tide.

It spread extremely quickly. The Falcon Team's fighter jets and Batss were locked in combat and flew far away. Ripples of starlight chased after them from behind, and before anyone could react, it had overtaken them, its beam sweeping across the distant mountains under the night sky.

For some reason, Tatsuhiko Yoneda thought of scenes he had occasionally seen on television:

That was a photo compilation that usually appeared every spring, showcasing the changing landscapes of various places. Television stations would edit time-lapse footage of thawing rivers and melting ice and snow into vibrant short films. The dedicated photographer set up his tripod at the foot of Mount Fuji, starting with the branches hanging in front of the lens, showing how the budding branches, the sublimation of frost, and the white expanse at the foot of Mount Fuji transformed from black and white to color photos.

It's like a hand gently tearing away the thin film covering all things in hibernation, revealing the colors that should be there inside.

……

In the distance, Kinoshita Kei, who was drilling in the "furnace", suddenly felt a breeze.

"Don't you feel a bit cooler?" Kinoshita Kei looked at the narrow passage and the dark cement wall above him, puzzled. "Where did this strange wind come from?"

The torrential rain seemed to make the "meteorite" monster, the light and heat magic stone Resat, extremely uncomfortable. Just now, it decided to make a move, which resulted in a small earthquake and the collapse of buildings again.

Kinoshita Kei screamed and fell to the ground. A concrete slab slammed down on his head, but was stopped by the surrounding rubble, leaving an extremely narrow space.

The Seagull team members climbed to the side of the two employees trapped in the building. After confirming their vital signs, they originally intended to take them out, but due to the unusual movement, they observed that the exit near the window was buried under heavy bricks and tiles.

Just as Kinoshita Kei had predicted, the "meteorite" stretched out its "feet," which were also red, fleshy thorns. It wanted to leave this place, and its huge body began to move between the intact buildings. The cement walls were as soft as tofu in front of it, and the steel bars turned into molten iron when they got close to it.

Atsushi Kamiyama and the other man heard Micael's anxious calls in their ears, felt a rush of heat on their noses, and heard a rumbling sound about to engulf their heads.

Just then, a cool breeze blew, and silver and red light intertwined. The heat and muffled sound suddenly disappeared, and the "meteorite's" movement was stopped by the red giant.

Kinoshita Kei laboriously reached out his hand from under the concrete slab, and the Lightning team, who were waiting nearby for news from Team Gull, breathed a sigh of relief: "It's Gaia."

The starlight was harmless; as it brushed past Gob's body, it instantly shattered into finer dust, which drifted under the moonlight, reminiscent of the mist that leisurely seeps into the air when stirring red tea.

Like having a bucket of ice water poured over someone's blood rushing to their head, Gobu finally calmed down.

It saw the motionless, slowly stiffening egg case mother. The giant had attacked them indiscriminately in the spatial passage, and now he had saved them. This left it bewildered and uneasy within its limited wisdom.

It knew only that the giant seemed unlikely to attack it again, so Gob closed its fangs and stopped charging up the light bullet it was about to unleash.

After confirming that the giant had also lowered its fist, it forcefully pushed the other aside, swaying its still uncontrollable tail, and staggered to the side of the brown Gob.

"Hiss—" it hissed softly, bending its massive body and nudging the brown Gob with its head, trying to burrow under its belly.

But its size was already comparable to its mother's, or even a bit taller, and it flipped the brown Gob over.

The egg case had undoubtedly been destroyed by Bats' thunderstorm, and the incessant pounding of the eggshell, like a mountain and a sea, had been permanently paused.

But beneath the brown gob's belly were two intact, well-protected eggs.

The tiny Gobu knocked open a hole, poked his head out first, and blinked his wet eyes as he looked at the new world.

Samuel threw light blades at the four corners around them, creating a barrier that kept the Gobs inside. He turned to deal with Bats, who was chasing the Falcon Team. If the Gobs tried to break through the barrier to escape, Samuel would have enough time to react.

The white goblin glanced at the barrier that appeared above its head, then lowered its head and ignored it. It would nuzzle against its mother for a while, and then carefully lick its newborn offspring.

Silent tears streamed down, indistinct in the torrential rain and the shimmering light.

Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Fearful Thunder Beast

The clouds lit up under a blinding flash of lightning.

Bats slowly raised its head. It could summon wind and rain, and draw in lightning. Like an indestructible wall, it stood in the storm. It had curved horns and hooked claws. When it opened its mouth, thunder rolled in the air, and when it shook its body, tiny electric snakes were wrapped around it.

Its eyes are wide open, as if it is always angry, bursting with crimson light—it fulfills people's various imaginations of thunder beasts.