Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

He clenched his five fingers—the giant clenched his fist, grasping the mountain-like, sea-like dream of his youth. That bizarre and wonderful world breathed a breath at him, and the soft sound of wings unfolding came from high above.

“The wind…”

He called softly.

Perception takes this place as its origin, rides the omnipresent wind, meanders and goes straight, converges and separates, and flies towards the vast world.

Carbonized branches and leaves shattered, flames scorched the last moisture, and he heard the crackling sound of the earth splitting.

The tides crashed against the rocks, and the waves brushed against the fish swimming to the surface. He could hear the breathing sounds of life getting oxygen.

He stood there quietly, the blue wind like the most loyal guardian and the swiftest messenger, protecting the master of the sky as he awoke, and carrying the news of his return to every corner of the world.

The surge of energy is almost instinctive; it is released according to a certain pattern, as if its owner has done it many times before, and can execute it accurately and smoothly even when the mind is blank.

“Heavenly Breath - Cycle,” he said.

At the giant's command, a hurricane swept through the area where Kadan had taken the oxygen, but strangely, it did not carry anything away, not even the smallest pebble.

The atmosphere in the area quickly exchanges with the outside world, and people who have difficulty breathing feel as if they have been freed from some kind of "suppression," with a sense of ease flowing through their entire bodies.

Sensing the change, Kadan swam toward the surface of the sea. To be precise, as it reached the surface, a violent tornado formed above its head. The wind tornado came into contact with the ocean and quickly became a waterspout.

Cardan was swept away by the current, rushing towards the outside world at a speed several times faster than it anticipated. The moment it surfaced, the Falcon Team, which had been waiting for a long time, launched a final attack with its remaining ammunition.

Upon detecting the explosion on the sea, Uranus shifted his focus back to the behemoth within the wormhole.

Zolim's flames created a sea of ​​fire in the sky. It roared before the distorted space, the pain of losing its claws making it spew flames in an even more ferocious manner. It twisted its long neck, it roared angrily, and the invisible wind seemed to grow sharp teeth, tearing at the wounds on its arms, and dripping black blood fell from the sky.

"Snapped!"

Thick blood rolled into the scorched earth, marking the beginning of a downpour and the first sound of war!

As the wind and rain gathered, the raging fire gradually died down. Renlong exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the mist from his nose extended into a white ribbon. Countless people craned their necks, and the scorching red color faded into darkness in their eyes.

This city has a troubled history, always encountering monstrous disasters when storms rage. Dark clouds, lightning, and thunder seem like the prelude to destruction. But now, this downpour brings news of "life." The oppression and anxiety have vanished, and people can once again see the familiar sky.

Uranus stood there, his feet planted on the ground, yet accompanied by the wind. He felt as if he were soaring through the sky, overlooking the sea of ​​clouds. Though his vision was limited, the omnipresent air currents told him everything that was happening.

For example, Zolim's sluggishness.

Yes, it lost its important claws, like a worm stuck in a hole.

The blue giant turned his body slightly to the side, raised one hand high, and gave orders to his soldiers.

The airflow compressed around the battlefield until it was visible to the naked eye, engulfing the carbonized soil. Thus, the clear wind that had just brought life to the city now turned into a turbid and violent hue.

It means "death".

The giant ordered: "Heavenly Horror Blade Current!"

The high-speed airflow is compressed to its limit in an instant!

Intruders, capture them!

The weak point is clear!

The wind answered the call, and the heavens were enraged, leading to his death!

In a short period of time, he accomplished the power to drive and gather air currents that could trigger a super typhoon. Air that should have been scattered over thousands of miles was compressed into this area, like stuffing a whole watermelon into a ping-pong ball.

High pressure brings high temperature, and the rapidly moving airflow carries powerful kinetic energy—as if a storm on Uranus had descended out of nowhere. The invisible airflow extends an invisible blade, which is sharper than any tangible sword.

Their speed of operation left the sound far behind, until the inner ring compressed and Zolim's outer skin was pulverized, at which point the almost metallic clanging and friction sounds of collision and friction came like a torrential downpour of pear blossoms.

Zolim opened his mouth and howled in pain. Suddenly, the blue giant rose into the air. He aimed at the throat of the behemoth, which was temporarily unable to brew flames. He spread his arms and gathered a dense glow in his fists and palms.

He kept repeating, "Gaia!"

The latter was not a novice who would just wait for things to change. Gaia had already seized the fleeting opportunity and the Photon Ice Blade was ready to be launched before Uranus could warn her.

The people beneath the barrier cried out joyfully, "Giants! Giants are coming!"

"That's what the monster looks like?"

"It must succeed!"

Crimson and azure light streams simultaneously aimed at Zolim's gaping mouth, and at the moment they met at the finish line, an even more intense radiance rose up!

Many civilizations have legends about the creation of the world. In these legends, heaven and earth were originally one; when they came together, there was chaos, and when they separated, all things came into being—now heaven and earth are united, shining brightly, and pure white color reigns supreme.

Applying it is like the moment of clarity when the morning glow ends and the light of day lazily awakens.

A long wind carries the cool morning mist from the distant mountains, the earth awakens from its slumber of night, day has arrived, all sounds are about to awaken, and the light, like a morning bell to wake the world, sweeps across the sky!

Chapter 119 Aftermath

Oxygen levels in the waters near Tokyo have returned to normal, and local fisheries authorities are assessing the damage...

"Ugh! How could I have said the name of a move from a third-rate online game! Oh my god, did nobody hear me?"

The relevant departments hold a cautiously optimistic attitude towards the newly emerged blue giant.

"No, no, no, don't play it again! I'm about to throw up!"

[The following footage was taken three days ago and is from KCB television.]

The so-called "Great Battle in the Skies of Tokyo," which had been playing for three days, started playing again on the screen. Kinoshita Kei buried his head in his hands like an ostrich, trying to convince himself that the pretentious guy wasn't the one who did it.

The giant pointed one finger to the sky, and a storm engulfed the view.

"Ostrich" turned pale: "It's just a tornado, what's with all this 'blade flow' stuff? It's just accelerating gas exchange, what's with all this 'loop' stuff? Which generation of human hosts came up with this cringeworthy name and it's been passed down, filling people's heads with all those names..."

This is the scene that Aiba Yu saw when he woke up.

In the dimly lit room, on the screen with its glowing blue light, a person who didn't look particularly petite huddled against the wall, frantically pulling at their spiky hair, muttering to themselves, "Forget it, forget it, forget it, it's all the fault of the boosting service, I'm not that kind of chuunibyou!"

Aiba Yu was still somewhat dazed; his memory was still stuck in the burning forest, where a chattering creature resembling the character "艮" (Gen) rode a gentle breeze to dispel the deadly heat and flames. That person seemed to say…

"Fellow villager, you're awake!" "Ostrich" heard the noise and scrambled over, making a clattering sound on the tatami mat. "How are you? Old Mudskipper said we don't need to go to the hospital, but I think a surgeon's stitching technique is more skilled. Old Mudskipper's medicine is like that of a quack doctor. If you don't feel well, I think you should see a doctor—you're not licensed, and it's hard to explain your condition, but I, Meng, will definitely help us!"

"...My dream?" Aiba took a moment to realize what the title meant.

When did you two become close? The question was written all over her face.

Kinoshita Kei ran outside and returned shortly after, carrying a tray with a teapot and a water cup. Aiba Yu followed his route and looked outside, only then noticing that it was actually a Japanese-style house.

Kinoshita Keido: "It's a long story. Are you thirsty, old man? Old Mudskipper's tea is quite good."

……

three days ago.

The immense radiance cooled, and the abyss-like wormhole vanished without a trace.

Only a wisp of embers remained, a testament to what once existed there, but it was scattered by the wind and soon disappeared from sight.

"Who are you?" Gaia stepped forward.

The blue giant answered concisely and clearly, yet his voice was as gentle as a spring breeze: "Uranus."

“Uranus… my lord…” Onodera Hitomi’s eyes didn’t blink. Pito heard her sniffling and turned around. The disheveled girl was already squatting on the ground, wailing loudly.

"You're still here, you're still here... You didn't abandon us... I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry!"

She couldn't see Pito, and she didn't know that a man resembling a swordsman was looking at her with a complicated expression.

Most of the people in the city had not yet reacted; when they saw the crimson and holy blue light merge, their clenched hands were still clenched.

Renlong flicked his tail, causing waves to surge in the river, carrying the unconscious Grimenos back to the mountains upstream. Having won the great battle, his eight noisy tails came alive again.

"Boss, let's fly far away and see the wonderful world after this battle!" This is the tail of someone yearning for freedom.

“The guardian of the ley lines is gone. There may be changes underground, but it will ultimately be of no benefit to feng shui,” the experienced tail pointed out incisively: “You just want to slack off.”

"Mandarin fish? What mandarin fish?" The tail that had been lying on the ground suddenly stood up and looked around. Its gaze passed over the crowd and landed on a figure that it had never seen before, but whose aura was very familiar.

"Woohoo, boss!!!" The tail stretched itself out like a screaming chicken: "It's that tasteless liar!"

Renlong turned his head to the side, and the image of a person holding a knife was reflected in his pupils.

The other person waved to him, grinning with a vertical scar on his mouth, and said, "Ren Xiaolong, Mother Earth has come to see you!"

……

“Onodera definitely can’t let her go back, so she’ll have to find another place to take you in. The same goes for you,” Kinoshita Kei put down the tray and said, “When she carried you back, Onodera thought it was me covered in blood. She looked at me like I was about to ascend to heaven. Tsk tsk tsk, she was so good at cursing me, but when she cried, she was like a bull…”

Aiba Yu's gaze lingered on the television, which was broadcasting the hottest news of the past three days—a visually sensational story of Tokyo blanketed in crimson.

The footage wasn't great; the person filming appeared to be in a car speeding along. Uranus was summoning a storm to repel the flames, accompanied by a passionate narration from the television station: "Following the red giants, we have gained another friend! Together with the dragons protecting the city, they turned the tide! Why did the giants do this? How grateful should we be? Let's start by looking back at the initial anomaly, tracing it back to the silver..."

"Snapped!"

Kinoshita Kei turned off the TV and said in a tone that sounded like he'd eaten too much candy and his teeth ached, "Ugh, they keep showing this same thing on repeat every day. I can practically recite all his lines. It's better to turn it off for some peace and quiet."

"Well, let me continue." Kinoshita Kei poured a cup of hot water. As expected of someone who had honed their skills in a coffee shop, the temperature was just right for drinking. He handed it to Aiba Yu, but the other only shook his head. Kinoshita Kei assumed that he wasn't thirsty, so he put it aside for the time being, and the rising steam seeped into the air.

"This place is the residence of the old mudfish... no, Renlong, in the Dacheng Hall of the Tangdao Temple. The entrance opens every day at the time of the demon slayer. If you reach a specific point and walk around three times with a certain step, you can enter—but we have special permission from our master, so we don't have to walk that twisted, shamanistic step!"

Kinoshita Kei said, "I definitely can't take you to the Geo base. Gaia, that's my dream. We stared at each other in the air and finally decided to land together. He can't very well hide two grown men in the Ariel base. Fujimiya Hiroya does have a safe house, but he probably doesn't want to see anyone right now. Pito and Renlong discussed it and decided to leave you here."

As they were talking, there was a knock on the door. Kinoshita Kei responded, opened the sliding door, and several heads popped out from behind it.

The teary-eyed salted fish head was the first to speak: "I couldn't sense you and thought you had gone somewhere else again. Who knew something terrible had happened! Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Ren Xiaolong has plenty of offerings here, though we may not have much else."

Hitomi Onodera poked her head out. This was Renlong's residence after all. She couldn't see Pito and the others from the outside, but she could see them after entering. Like an ordinary person who had stumbled into the land of monsters, she had been tainted by the aura of the spirits after drinking the water there. The land of monsters revealed its true face to her.

“You really don’t know how to take care of people,” she noticed something was wrong, walked over, picked up the water glass, and turned to Kinoshita Kei with disdain, “You can’t expect the patient to carry it himself? Quickly get a towel! Can’t you see he’s all sweaty?”