Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

Extending outwards, when raised above the head, the sword's body is so broad that it might be more appropriate to describe it as a "pillar of light"—although it tapers at the tip, it still retains the shape of a longsword.

Samuel was also stunned. He had planned to rush over and slash again, but he didn't expect that the telekinetic amplification would extend it by nearly 300 meters.

That's good too, it saves him a lot of trouble.

He fixed his gaze on Zolim's claws.

If Samuel had more time to compress the energy, he would have preferred to aim for Zolim's neck. However, dealing with the most threatening claws would also be acceptable; Gaia and the dragon guarding the city, protected by ley lines, were not opponents that could be easily defeated by a few fireballs.

The giant let out a soft shout, leaped high into the air, and pointed his sword diagonally at the sky, creating a burst of brilliance.

Before Zolim could even get close, the pillar of fire he was about to unleash was shredded by the air currents carried by the tip of his sword.

This sword is complete; I will not rest until I have slain my enemy!

Before this, anyone who blocked the way had only the option of fleeing on their own or being cut in two!

Kinoshita Keigo had just run out from behind the barrier when he looked up and saw this sight, and he couldn't help but gape.

The silver giant, wielding a longsword, slashed at the monster. The afterimage left by the blade was as intense as the sun, and everything in its path crumbled. The cracks on the giant's body were like golden threads and iron wires, seemingly capable of dissolving its form at the slightest touch. Yet, this very being transformed into a sharp blade, carving a path through the raging flames!

"Holy crap..." Kinoshita Kei stared in disbelief: "Where did you pull that ship-slaying sword from, my friend?!"

The ship-slaying sword he spoke of swung down with unstoppable force, its brilliant arc slicing into the giant beast's outstretched claws through the wormhole. On the same straight line was the bony horn at the tip of its nose, the protruding part of which was now flying diagonally and embedding itself into the brittle, baked earth.

That was the warrior's triumphant song, a glorious determination to cut off all obstacles in the way!

Chapter 117 Lord of the Storm

"Roar!!!"

Zolim painfully pulled his arms back; the cut surfaces of his wounds were charred black, and ashen smoke rose in the rising heat.

The lightsaber lost its power the instant it completed its mission. Particles swirled and rose into the air, like a rotating galaxy appearing out of nowhere, engulfing the behemoth. Its horns were jagged, and it roared in agony, trying to struggle forward.

But now that it had lost its claws that could tear apart wormholes, all it could do was wriggle its body trapped inside. Immersed in the sea of ​​light, its roar made every leaf tremble. It locked its molten lava-filled eyes on the silver giant and opened its jagged fangs once more.

Like the sword that severed its claws, the giant's body also turned into light, drifting stardust, casting a luminous mist over the raging volcano forest behind it.

But contrary to the disintegrating body, the "resentment" aggregate felt the constraints around it becoming stronger!

If the crack proved that it had an opportunity, the golden energy that has now emerged from within and reinforced the area around the crack means that its way out has been blocked again!

The energy that was trapped when the sword blade was formed!

The slime looked around blankly, twisting its body back and forth until it was twisted into a pretzel.

"Black! Heart! Container!" the slime roared.

"You never intended to discuss this with me from the beginning. You just wanted to distract me so you could concentrate on killing Zolim, right? And you actually... you actually pretended to be telling the truth. I... I..."

"You call yourself a Giant of Light?!" If the voice belonged to someone outside, it would carry for ten blocks: "Liar! I curse you with all my hatred! If I believe your lies again, I'm leaving the universe! I'm getting out!!!"

"The negotiation failed." The giant disappeared, replaced by Aiba Yu, who lay on the scorching hot gravel, blood slowly seeping out, quickly evaporating and hardening into lumps.

"That was a unilateral refusal on your part, wasn't it?!" The slime charged left and right.

"Hmm." Aiba Yu readily admitted it. He coughed up blood, and as he breathed, the burning forest gradually darkened.

Seeing this, the slime stopped shouting and sneered, "Whatever, I'm not in a hurry. Nobody has time to put out the fire. Just wait to be burned to ashes! But before that, you might get steamed first."

……

Meanwhile, Kinoshita Kei was walking through the burning forest.

It can no longer be considered a forest. Zolim's pillar of fire has carbonized the vegetation of the entire area. The fires that never go out are now just an extension of the energy it spews out, and what is being burned is no longer material in the usual sense.

The ground temperature was very high; with further heating, it could melt directly into glass, but Kinoshita Kei didn't mind this minor issue. The storm insulated him from the heat, so even running on the charred ground didn't feel hot.

He saw the silver giant sever the monster's claws in the distance, then vanish in a flash of light, not "whoosh" into space like in movies. He knew he had to go see for himself to feel at ease.

It's true that my fellow villager is awesome, but when Kinoshita Keisei claps, he always shouts "Big boss is awesome, number one in the world!" Now that I think about it, "number one in the world" is really a bad omen, I should change it next time. Something like "Starry Sky Immortal, boundless magic power" is much better, because it's a bad omen in itself, and two negatives make a positive, maybe it can even bring good luck.

Although his fellow villager didn't talk much about himself, Kinoshita Kei understood that his fellow villager was still a person—even if he had gone to the cultivation instance and become...

Even gods sometimes stumble and need help, don't they?

Even though my fellow villager showed no mercy when beating him up in the pirated Meta... if I really help him this time, I'll use that as a bargaining chip so he'll go easy on me in the future. There's no cure for his psychological trauma! The kid's been beaten senseless!

"Fellow villager! Fellow villager, where are you? If you can still speak, say something!" Kinoshita Kei shouted loudly, "The medics are here to deliver blood packs! Pshaw, I don't have any blood packs, ah... I'll call 120 for you!"

"You might not believe it, folks, but I climbed up the elevator shaft of the base with my bare hands! I traveled thousands of miles just for this rescue, isn't that amazing!" He started rambling on, sparing no effort to get the instructors to go easy on him during the training.

Then, he suddenly stopped speaking.

Bloody smell.

The wind carried a strong smell of blood, which made his breathing quicken suddenly. Perhaps sensing his urgency, the blue wind pushed him forward, and he ran like a raptor swooping down.

"Fellow villager, I think I've found you! You...you don't say a word, I'm coming right away!"

In his drowsy state, Aiba Yu heard a faint sound coming from afar.

He slightly opened his eyes, and in his vision, which was as dark as if veiled by black gauze, a dark red light danced and flickered. He knew that it was the fire that Zolim had lit.

The noisy sounds grew closer, and suddenly the dark red fire was blocked by something.

"Oh, so you're here after all!" said the owner of the voice, and a shadow moved closer.

In a daze, this shadow overlapped with the figure on the grassland many years ago.

It was the same then; the scorching air was mixed with a sweet, fishy smell. Just at the critical moment, a gentle breeze came, and a figure descended from the sky.

He is the master of the storm; wherever he goes, there is noise and commotion, half from the howling wind and half from his chatter.

"...'Gen'?" Aiba opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"What did you say?" Kinoshita Kei wanted to move the man to a safer place, but he didn't dare to move him easily for fear of aggravating his injuries, so he could only squat down next to him and let the blue wind drive away the flames.

He added, "Don't fall asleep, folks. Once we've dealt with this snake-head or dragon-head thing, we'll go find a doctor right away. Right now, think about your wife, kids, parents, and friends. But whatever you do, don't think about going back to your hometown to get married after the war, then you'll get a health-locking buff!"

"Behind," Aiba Yu said.

He was barely audible, and it took Kinoshita Kei a moment to catch it: "What's behind?"

Kinoshita Kei turned around as instructed, and a blazing fire suddenly appeared in his dark pupils!

"Oops!"

XIG's fighter jets couldn't withstand the high temperatures and their engines had already failed, forcing them to land. The others couldn't see what was happening in the forest and didn't understand why Zolim suddenly turned around and spewed fire at the clearing where the giant had disappeared, but Gaia could see it clearly!

There were two people squatting there, the same student and the man in blue that Gao Shan Gamu had seen at Chengnan University!

The student, Takayama Gamu, had investigated and concluded that he was connected to the Silver Giant and had joined the Geo base. Out of a desire to protect the Giant's identity, he deleted the investigation results, forcibly shutting down the equipment and causing damage to components that required repair. He kept delaying the repair work, citing various appearing monsters as an excuse, until everyone eventually forgot about it.

The person in blue is fine; there's no doubt they're in human form. But how did that student end up outside the city?! How did he get through the sea of ​​fire?!

Zolim's pillar of fire crashed down, distorting the air with scorching heat, and the deadly intensity made Gaia's heart skip a beat.

Just as he was about to swoop down, a strange light suddenly interrupted his movements.

"what is that?"

The pillar of fire did not crash into the earth as he had expected, burning the two people who remained there to ashes. It seemed to have encountered some obstacle, and as it rushed down, it was like a waterfall encountering rocks.

Once the waterfall dries up, the rocks will be revealed.

"Blue..."

Chapter 118 Singing in the Sky

Kinoshita Kei observes the world from a perspective he has never experienced before.

The moment the crimson pillar of fire descended, he touched the scythe of death, upon which flowed lava from hell.

It turns out that when you're about to die, there really is a scrolling light effect. The vast flames and Zolim's roar seem capable of destroying mountains and overturning seas. He saw countless versions of himself in those intense flames.

As Kinoshita Keiji, he buries himself in making plans to become an admired academic genius, spending his days either helping out at the coffee shop or locked in his room.

As Mu Xiajing walked with his head down in the crowd, he longed for someone to call out to him, acknowledge his actions, and recognize his achievements.

He saw magnificent halls, huge books, and ancient carvings that spread from the window frames into the dome.

A person sat on a stone bench at the end of the road. He couldn't see the person's face, but he felt a sense of familiarity, as if the person had been born into him.

The person slowly raised their head, their fine, soft hair falling down to reveal eyes as deep as a still pool.

Those eyes were clearly looking at Kinoshita Kei. Their gazes met, and Kinoshita Kei noticed a reflection in the deep pool.

"Heh." The other person seemed to be laughing.

Laughter broke the silence.

"Crash—!" The stained glass shattered from the outside in, and the wind blew in.

They murmured, they chanted, they swirled and danced, and the huge book flipped open like a fan.

The owner of the eyes gazed intently, while the galloping horse chased after him.

Chasing time.

The shadow turned around, and a holy blue radiance suddenly burst forth.

……

There are times in everyone's life when they dream of divinely bestowed power, their blood boiling like magma, people shouting the name of a hero, and a young man burdened with a mission turning the tide.

Kinoshita Kei is getting further and further away from the age of "young man," but today he seems to have returned to the age of dreaming. Across the distance of the universe, time has been kind to him.