Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

But then, as I looked around in my dream, a light suddenly appeared in my eyes, and I took off running in one direction. Kinoshita Kei couldn't help but think of the elderly people who were so agile when the supermarket doors opened.

"Hey, where are you going?" he called out, and then ran after him.

When he saw the person standing at the intersection ahead, he slowed down and eventually stopped.

Takayama Gamu was waving as he ran toward the man in the black shirt with medium-length hair.

"Never mind," Kinoshita Kei scratched his head, thinking, "So he saw his best buddy, he probably has a lot to say, I'd better not go and join in the fun."

Fujimiya Hiroya saw Takayama Gamu running wildly, calling his name. He hadn't been out of breath fighting the monster, but running this short distance had left him panting like a bellows.

Fearing that this person who had been missing for many years might disappear again at the slightest provocation, Takayama Gomu ran while saying, "Fujimiya! I obtained the comparison data of the wormhole and the energy wavelength that interfered with you on the Alchemy Star!"

This worked, and Fujimiya Hiroya withdrew his foot that was about to step in another direction.

“The wavelength data of the two are 99.7% similar,” Gao Shan Gamu said. “In other words, the Destruction Entity had planned to use you to help Zolim open the wormhole while we were fighting.”

Regarding the fact that he had been used, Fujimiya Hiroya had already realized it when he was rescued by Yoshii Reiko and the other two that day, so when Takayama Gamu said this, he just nodded.

"Also, regarding Crisis, its prophecy must be wrong!"

Fujimiya Hiroya immediately thought of the new exclusion entry he had seen that day: Samuel.

“It may have been manipulated to provoke conflict between the giants again,” Takayama Gamu looked him straight in the eye earnestly. “Others may not know, but you, Fujimiya, certainly do. The Silver Giant helped you eliminate the interference.”

"His name is Samuel! It might be hard to believe, but I have to tell you, there's something wrong with Crisis!"

……

While Takayama Gamu and Fujimiya Hiroya were talking, Kinoshita Kei consciously went back to the Geo base.

He messed up his hair in the dorm room, put on a sleepy look, and swaggered out of the room, creating a perfect alibi for himself.

Nakai Ryo had also been criticized by the team leader for being "sloppy and lacking energy" and for "leading the newcomers astray, and he would be held responsible." Seeing Kinoshita Kei's state, he was no longer the one who turned a blind eye as usual. Now, he was truly strict.

Kinoshita Kei's alibi was instantly and utterly refuted.

Meanwhile, on the ground.

Those who were killed by Pitot's knife were truly reduced to ashes.

He was silent for a moment, then said he would continue to follow Agul. There were many people like this recently, all wanting to take advantage of the Ocean Light's weakness to launch a more effective attack.

Aiba Yu told him to be careful and to seek help from Renlong and the others if things got too difficult. He couldn't let the Ocean Light be destroyed again, which almost turned the creature into a puppet, just like these corpses that turned to ash.

“That tiger monster,” Pito said, “I can’t sense its ‘presence.’ Normally, I wouldn’t be able to sense it.”

"No, a large creature like a monster would definitely be aware of its movements."

Aiba Yuu understood: "So, it's also a body that has been invaded and manipulated?"

Chapter 139 Habit

Takayama Gamu and Pito followed Fujimiya Hiroya. In order to pursue the truth of Crisis, they set their destination as "Prono Karamos". After leaving Alchemy Star, Fujimiya Hiroya applied for another one, and now only Inamori Kyoko and Hamster Lily are waiting for his research institute.

As Kinoshita Kei reflected on his performance against Yzak, a wail echoed through Renlong's courtyard:

"Do I look particularly clumsy?" Kinoshita Kei realized his awkward reaction and immediately wanted to cover his face: "The monster is jumping around and showing off to me from all sides, while I'm still stuck on 'You have lost your target'."

Hitomi Onodera is used to her idol image being shattered: "It's the first time I've seen the dazed Uranus-sama. He's quite cute. It would be even better if he wasn't the one getting beaten up."

"You can curse if you want, I understand. It's the same feeling as seeing an out-of-character and ugly cosplay."

"Lord Uranus is never ugly."

Kinoshita Kei wanted to crawl into a hole and just hoped the TV station wouldn't replay today's footage. If being filmed when you're being a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur) is shameful, being filmed when you're getting beaten up is like wanting to self-destruct.

Aiba Yu walked up to him.

"I'm sorry, but as soon as I start doing it myself, I forget everything I learned in training. I can't even make a ball of light," Kinoshita Kei said in a low voice, looking down. "I usually think I have good hearing, but when the enemy moves at high speed, there's a whooshing sound everywhere, and I can't tell where he is at all."

“Because you’re afraid,” Aiba Yu said.

Kinoshita Kei paused for a moment after hearing this, and after thinking about it carefully, he simply grabbed his hair and sat cross-legged on the ground: "Indeed... if a mutated tiger pounced on me, I would feel like it could swallow me whole."

“It can’t kill you with one bite,” Aiba Yu said. “You can fight back. If you can’t move your hands or feet, just let your storm cut through its back.”

"What if they bite through your skull?"

"Can't be gnawed through."

"If I had an ice axe on my head, I'd say the same thing: anyone who dares to mess with me, I'd just chop them off... Ouch!" Kinoshita Kei was touching his spiky hair when he suddenly felt a gust of wind and a dark shadow rapidly approaching. He instinctively closed his eyes, unable to even crouch down to cover his head in defense.

The expected heavy blow did not come. Kinoshita Kei opened his eyes a crack and saw that the dark shadow was a bowl, which Aiba Yu had just been holding.

It was bound by telekinesis, suspended in mid-air.

"The way to overcome fear is through habit."

He heard Aiba Yu say that the bowl slowly floated back, and along the way, cold white snow drifted in from somewhere, and frost gradually formed on the outside of the porcelain bowl.

"Hey..." The garden in Kinoshita Keigo's eyes was being eroded by the scenery within the Mida Domain. A desolate wind swept by, swirling up thousands of piles of snow.

In a truly dramatic display, Aiba Yu stood there holding a bowl, with snowballs constantly rising from the ground around him, their dense shadows obscuring their target.

As soon as the snowballs took shape, they lined up and flew towards him. Kinoshita Kei dodged left and right, and they followed suit, all pointing in the same direction:

eye.

When a cold object is pressed between the eyes, one feels goosebumps, and Kinoshita Kei was experiencing this sensation repeatedly.

"Anyway, it's just a snowball. Getting hit by it should be fine..." Just as Kinoshita Keigo had this thought, several snowballs stacked up on their own, compressing into a semi-circular blade shape, and suddenly grazed a few centimeters from his scalp, causing his hair to flutter down.

“Most of them are snowballs, but occasionally these kinds of attacks will appear randomly,” Aiba Yu said. “Never take your eyes off the target for a moment.”

Kinoshita Kei broke out in a cold sweat. Knowing he wouldn't die was one thing, but actually almost having his face slashed was quite another.

Hitomi Onodera looked at the suddenly changed world with curiosity. Unlike her storm of anger towards Kei Kinoshita, the snowball was very friendly to her, and she even tentatively caught two of them and folded them into a mini snowman.

She poked two eye holes in the snowman with her finger.

Kinoshita Kei roared as he raced past, pursued and intercepted by a group of crazed balls mixed with sudden bursts of ice blades.

She made a triangular hat and built it on top of the snowman.

Kinoshita Kei was forced to close his eyes by a suddenly approaching ice blade. The ice blade disappeared just before it hit him, but the snowballs relentlessly surrounded him.

Thump, thump, clang!

"Is that a shot put?!" Kinoshita Kei hid his head in his arms. The seemingly soft snowball hit him with great force, and he instinctively felt that he was probably covered in bruises.

He wanted to summon a storm to tear these annoying things apart, but found that the obedient wind that had always followed him did not respond.

By the way, this is my fellow villager's territory! Everything here obeys him, of course!

"Does this count as being banned for using cheats?" Kinoshita Kei said, taking a bitter laugh as he was being hit. "Not bad. At least it tells me to be careful when trespassing on enemy territory in the future."

"All you do is hide," Aiba Yuu reminded him, "Why don't you fight back?"

"Eh!" Kinoshita Kei, whose childhood mindset was still stuck in the habit of always dodging during snowball fights, only remembered after being reminded:

Hiding my ass! He couldn't do it before, but now he can easily smash the snowballs to pieces with his bare hands before they even reach him! All he does is run and dodge, can't he be a little cooler?

Learn from those masters of cold weapons in movies. Arrows and bullets come flying at you, but they're no problem. A master wields his weapon with incredible skill.

The impenetrable barrier clanged and sparked, and when the attack subsided, the expert was unharmed, leaving the enemy's underlings speechless with astonishment.

Kinoshita Kei looked up, thinking he could perhaps have done something even cooler. Wasn't it a bit too leisurely for his fellow villager to be watching the show with a bowl in his hand?

“Ola Ola Ola——!”

Kinoshita Kei's sudden, strange roar caught Onodera Hitomi's attention. She looked away from the snowman and saw Kinoshita Kei yelling as he charged toward Aiba Yu!

Snowballs or ice blades were nothing to him before his fists wreathed in blue light. Although some often slipped through the net and slowed his running speed, he was indeed charging towards the enemy head-on!

"One-sided snowball fights are so boring!" Kinoshita Kei yelled, his face contorted in pain from being hit by the "shot put" ball. "Hey grandpa, want to join in?!"

“That’s more like it,” Aiba Yu smiled, “but…”

Kinoshita Keiki's voice was so powerful that when he roared, he felt like he was guarding Thermopylae with a shield and spear. He saw his fellow countryman show his first smile after activating Meta Domain, and he must have been very satisfied with his performance.

That's right! This is the passion of men! Kinoshita Keigo thought to himself: You'd better watch closely, my friend!

Onodera Hitomi saw him charge forward, his voice booming through the heavens and earth; she saw him fly back, her voice equally booming through the heavens and earth. The former was a battle cry, the latter a wail of despair.

"It's just that the intention is too obvious." Aiba Yu withdrew his fist.

Kinoshita Kei hissed as he got up, the shadow of the snowball looming over him once more.

"Pah, I've seen countless films, more pigs than I've eaten rice, I'm sure I have some unexpected methods." Kinoshita Kei stared wide-eyed as the snowball-like but actually lead-ball-like objects flew in like locusts.

"Just you wait, I'm definitely going to stuff this pile of snowballs down your collar!"

Chapter 140 Merging into One

Many things will fall into place naturally once you figure them out.

If someone had told the former Kinoshita Kei, "Hey, you'll be saving the world in a Gundam someday," Kinoshita Kei would have replied, "No, I get carsick. Could you change it to an invincible mobile suit that can just floor the gas pedal and push everything aside? Like a bulldozer or a forklift would be perfect."

Now, his muscles were taut, like a highly alert leopard, smashing something about the size of a shot put with a single punch. Those things were moving so fast that Onodera Hitomi's eyes were blurred, but to him, they moved as slowly as an old man with a cane crossing the street.

"Are the fellow villagers exchanging blows?" Kinoshita Kei had never practiced martial arts, so he shouldn't be able to tell whether or not they were exchanging blows. But now he not only could tell, but he could also discern what the snowballs' attacks were imitating.

"Is that a claw?" He ducked to avoid the sudden, horizontal slash of ice.

"It's a mouth!" He took a step back, and a snowball fell from the sky.

"Legs!" Several snowballs, swirling in the arc of a crescent moon, swept past with a whooshing sound.