Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

Hitomi Onodera let out a long sigh of relief.

It was nearing night, and the last vestiges of the golden sunset were fading from the sky. Onodera Hitomi glanced up at the clock hanging in the open lobby and muttered to herself:

"Why isn't Jing here for training yet? Is he trying to slack off? He should use Lord Uranus's power properly! Wait... did his trash bag get ripped open?"

Her voice was soft, but it didn't sound like that to another person.

The obedient wind carried every word that murmured about him, including the bad things said behind his back.

"Who slacked off? I was only a little late," Kinoshita Kei walked in, first giving Aiba Yu and Takayama Gamu a friendly greeting, then only complaining about Onodera Hitomi as her favorability rating was about to drop: "I was a firefighter, putting out fires all night, chatting with people in the middle of the night, and with those rough guys from the geology team, and I ended up falling asleep the next afternoon after my shift ended."

"By the way," he grinned and gave the other two a thumbs up, "according to reliable wind sprite intelligence, the person in charge of the underground penetrating missile launch plan has returned to his unit's base. In another day or two, the crisis will be over!"

"This time, we don't need to fight any monsters. A great victory!"

Chapter 137 The Voice of Yzak

Two days later.

Tokyo, giants, monsters, sunset.

“I thought I wouldn’t have to do any hard work,” Kinoshita Kei clenched his fist, striking what he thought was a very safe stance, “but it turns out I still have to do it.”

The monster with golden-brown fur opposite them shouldn't be some kind of subterranean creature. Kinoshita Kei looked at the ruins of the building next to it, which didn't seem to have been trampled or hit. Instead, it looked like something beyond its capacity had crawled out of it, like this guy in front of him with a sharp, hoarse roar.

"What? A tiger-man?" Kinoshita Kei saw a hint of a tiger's head.

To be honest, he didn't have much personal experience during the last transformation. He saw the strange person sitting in the chair, and then his body felt like it was being manipulated by something else. Kinoshita Kei probably had a newbie helper provided by Uranus.

"You can only substitute once." Kinoshita Kei looked down at the suddenly high field of vision and was only glad that he didn't have a fear of heights. When he looked up again, there was nothing in front of him.

"Huh? Where did he go?!" If it were a 3D game where you could adjust the perspective, Kinoshita Kei would be a great henchman. Unfortunately, this is a holographic game. Apart from the kind and obedient wind that brings him a bunch of miscellaneous sounds that need to be filtered, there is no other assistance to help him expand his perspective.

A sharp pain suddenly shot through his back. He turned to try and see what was behind him, but he fell to the ground uncontrollably, and then everything went black.

The tiger monster jumped right onto him!

Kinoshita Kei reflexively reached out to push, but the moment he touched the other person's body, he felt like he had caught a shot put or discus thrown by a world record holder with his bare hands!

"Are you a tin tiger? And inside is a stone lion?!" Kinoshita Kei almost broke his hand. His back, which had just been violently shoved, slammed into the concrete ground, and several cars that were fleeing for their lives drove past their feet.

The tiger's head loomed close to his eyes, and Kinoshita Kei's vision was filled with fangs and a barbed tongue protruding from its mouth.

A chill ran down his spine: "Brother, I don't taste good, please don't eat me!!!"

Driven by a strong will to survive, he kicked out and stomped on the belly of the tin tiger.

It seems to confirm the saying: even the most difficult big cat to pet has a soft belly. Although this tiger monster also had a layer of shell covering its belly, it was still softer than the skin with bony spurs around its neck, making a kick extremely effective.

Kinoshita Kei couldn't even remember whether he was an elegant mage or not. At this moment, all he could think about was that the enemy was rolling on the ground, so he had to beat him up as soon as possible. If it didn't lie down, then he had to lie down!

Forget all that chuunibyou stuff like "Wind Breath" and "Wind Blade," forget that "Rasengan" you practiced during training but can't actually spin, forget all that about calmly observing the opponent's reaction—forgotten it all completely!

The blue giant clenched his fists and lunged forward, trying to continue the fight like children brawling in the mud.

"Keep an eye on the houses!"

It was Gao Shan Ga Meng's voice. A red figure crashed in, deflecting his fierce punch. Gaia intervened between him and the tiger monster, grabbing its tail.

"Move it to an open area!"

"Gaia reminded him, and Kinoshita Kei realized that he was so nervous that he had even forgotten to observe the terrain."

He mimicked Gaia's actions, grabbing the monster's head—from behind, of course; he dared not offer himself up front, presenting his belly to the monster's gaping mouth.

If it were actually sent up, it might be a "simply step into the stomach" solution for both parties?

A guy that's hard to deal with on his own is much easier to handle with two people. Following Gaia's direction, Kinoshita Kei did the same thing, and the two of them together threw the big tiger out of the city center, just as it was about to fall into the river.

That's part of the ley lines. If you go there, it will be half of Gaia's home ground—half because he hasn't finished all the training in Renlongna yet.

The two's plan was obvious, and the monster possessed highly acute animal instincts and excellent balance, typical of felines.

Using the force of its flight, it adjusted its center of gravity and twisted itself upright. Then, by exerting force from its waist, it stretched its forelimbs to their limit, turning its fall from the river into a crash on the riverbank.

Kinoshita Kei took off after it, but before he could get very far, the tiger monster suddenly disappeared.

He immediately turned around, thinking the other party was going to use the same trick again, but he only saw Gaia standing still without moving.

"...What's wrong?" Kinoshita Kei instantly conjured up a whole series of scenarios in his mind: "Could it be that the enemy is invisible and our strongman is using some kind of cunning?"

The woman with the thigh, who seemed to be using her cunning, replied, "Just now... the instant I threw it, I think I heard it."

……

"It said it wanted to live."

Fujimiya Hiroya stood at the street corner where the crowd was fleeing, and the car of the KCB's unusually bold reporter team was parked not far away.

Reiko Yoshii heard what he said, the powder puff she was still holding hovering in mid-air: "What did it say?"

Fujimiya Hiroya gazed at the two beams of light, one red and one blue, in the distance and said, "That's Izagu. It says it wants to live."

“Izaku? I remember that building is… the Natural Science Research Institute of the Iwakura Group?” Yoshii Reiko put the powder compact back into her bag with a puzzled look, preparing to face the camera.

The rooftop is about 400 meters away from the two of them.

The muscular hero, wielding a katana, turned and swept his sword horizontally, a near-full moon arc of light forcing back three men in black. His robes billowed, creating a rustling sound as flags fluttered in the wind.

The men in black retreated, leaping to the edge of the railing with astonishing agility. Pito bent slightly, sheathing his sword, ready to unleash another slash.

"You've been following him since the beginning, running around on the rooftops as if you were afraid no one would see you?" Pito said, "On a planet of high-level, highly intelligent success, you would never make the same mistake twice!"

After a brief pause, the man in black rushed forward.

"Clang!"

Pito quickly drew his sword, a white rainbow appearing from its sheath. The arc of light, bright enough to pierce the sun, collided with the black-clad man's fist, producing a deafening sound like steel being rolled.

One of them blocked Pito's way, while the other two tried to go around him.

A familiar blue figure appeared out of nowhere, its arrival unknown. With each punch and kick, Pito heard a dull creak of bones.

The men in black who had bypassed him and were clearly heading straight for Fujimiya Hiroya were both lying prone on the ground, clearly unable to resist.

"Musar!" Having not called out a name for many days, Pito blurted out the old title again: "These people are going too far! They're probably trying to take advantage of Agul's weakness to fool him again! It's good that you're here, let's see what kind of aliens are pretending to be Earthlings, I'm going to beat them until their heads are split open and flowers wither away!"

Aiba Yu stepped on the back of the man in black to make him behave.

It was somewhat of a struggle to capture this group of "resentful" "brothers" from nearly a kilometer away and to arrive at such a rapid pace. Aiba Yu felt his breath begin to feel hot and tearing again.

“Cough cough, this isn’t an alien,” he carefully sensed the other person’s aura, “it’s… an Earthling.”

Chapter 138 The Invaded Body

“Earthlings?” Pito was taken aback. He hadn’t sensed anything about the “children” at all. He couldn’t even hear the heartbeats of these men in black. He simply assumed they were aliens in human form.

"Who exactly are you people?" He held his sword to the neck of the person in front of him, his whole body tense like a spring ready to be released. "Trying to cause trouble for Agul again? What kind of aliens are you?"

"I'm afraid they've been used by the Destruction Summoning Body." The two people that Aiba Yu had restrained were firmly pressed to the ground, their faces pressed against the rough, cold cement.

The pitch-black slime started banging drums and gongs again to congratulate its "good brother" on moving. Wisps of black mist rose from the two of them and swirled into the "excellent" container, which was extremely close to them and as tempting as honey to a fly.

Aiba Yu felt as if he was restraining two lumps of dead flesh, without a heartbeat or blood flow. The black aura gradually faded, and their faces, which were originally similar to those of normal people, became increasingly pale until they were completely bloodless.

The chill of the corpses seeped into his palms through his clothes. Aiba Yu looked down. The two corpses were not truly dead yet. Their murky eyes, with their pupils dilated, stared straight at him, as if they wanted to remember him even in death.

Was his body truly controlled by the entity summoned by Destruction? Or...?

Those two pairs of eyes were like bottomless black holes, possessing the disarray of a corpse, yet also the unwavering resolve of the living. Until the last wisp of black smoke completely merged with the drumming slime, those two eyes...

The eyes have lost the color of the living.

Now they looked like real corpses, and they must have been dead for many days. Starting from the part where Aiba Yu was pressing down, their skin quickly collapsed, leaving a dent with every press.

Aiba Yu sensed something was wrong. When he raised his hand, all that remained beneath the bulging black clothes was skeleton. The skeleton was visibly turning to ash, and after a few breaths, only two sets of clothes remained where two people had been lying.

"Are you being controlled?" Aiba Yu wanted to confirm.

The man Pitot was holding a knife to was already laughing: "The world hasn't changed at all, even if the GUARD exists, so I sought change... and sure enough, I saw a different view."

The muscular man's knife moved even closer; if the other man exerted even a little effort to breathe, he would likely have his skin slashed open.

"This kind of rhetoric... does it mean you've willingly sided with the Destruction Summoning Entity?" he asked.

"Why not? When you're dying and have no money for treatment, will you care whether Satan or God saves your life?"

"Then why did you seek out Agul so many times?"

The man in black said softly, "Of course it's because you all deserve to die. I'm just happy that it started with him. Peaceful days are only truly appreciated after life and death."

He leaned forward, the blade slicing through the flesh of his neck, and almost black blood slowly gushed out, swirling in black smoke that formed a bridge in the air, the other end leading to the young man in the blue uniform.

"Good luck," he said, whether it was a sincere blessing or a whispered curse was unclear.

As Aiba Yu watched him slowly turn into bones and ashes, it was like seeing a lamp oil willingly offered as a sacrifice, burning itself out completely.

He thought of the monster that had appeared earlier, and the same thing that made the slime shout "family" was also on it.

Is it also a manipulated shell? In reality, its insides are already rotten, and it is only by clinging to a sliver of obsession that it is brought to life by destruction?

……

A street corner not far from here.

The red and blue light disappeared, and two figures walked out. The surrounding streets were empty and quiet. The evacuation alarm was very timely, so the bustling commercial street was deserted, with not a single person or even a mouse in sight.

Kinoshita Kei leaned closer to Takayama Gamu, wondering if he should greet her warmly and give her a high-five, like a true protagonist who has been through thick and thin with his reliable teammate.