Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

"The new development zone... is it Aibolon cells?" Horii remembered the shards of glass scattered all over the floor of the underground research lab in the new development zone. Sanada Ryosuke had stolen the Aibolon cells for private research. He knew how dangerous they were. In the subsequent investigation, they found experimental records of mammals modified with Aibolon cells, exhibiting mutations and extremely aggressive behavior.

“I’m not sure if it’s Eberon, so I’ve assigned you and Shinjo Daigo to handle it,” said Kijima Megumi. “Leave the base matters to us. Flying Swallow II has already contacted ground crew and completed the inspection. Nozue will send you the specific coordinates later.”

"Understood!" The three replies were crisp and clear, but Daigo hesitated slightly as he turned around.

Intuition told him that Hizomo was not as "harmless" as he appeared, but the monster in the new development zone could not be ignored—Horie could not be left to go alone. Although he said he would "bring Sanada Ryosuke to justice," everyone knew how much Horie cared about his best old classmate.

"With Captain Aiba here, the situation should be resolved quickly." Thinking this, Daigo felt a little relieved.

But another thing troubled him secretly—the monster was at sea, and they must have been sitting in the Flying Swallow II the whole time. How could they transform without Horii and Shinjo's eyes watching?

……

Meanwhile, the "dangerous life forms" that Bizomo mentioned are carrying out a thorough sweep of their multiplied individuals, floor by floor.

They reacted and escaped faster than the Zomo, but they couldn't fly or teleport. Even if they managed to scatter and escape, they didn't manage to get out of the base.

After the explosion triggered the alarm, the entire base went into a state of emergency, with no one allowed to enter or leave. Anyone who approached the gate was met with a dozen guns pointed at them by the ground guards, making it even more difficult for Bizomo to sneak out.

Therefore, most of the individuals twisted their mollusk-like bodies and squeezed into the narrow gaps to hide. After infiltrating the TPC system, they found the location and personnel information of the core departments, intending to disguise their identities and seize the opportunity to escape.

Yu Aiba kicked open the door of a logistics warehouse and, without hesitation, knocked the feigningly surprised "cleaner" to the ground. The "cleaner's" body turned into soft mud, and a pinkish-white Bizomo entity emerged from its collar, only to be nailed to the floor with an iron nail.

He turned his gaze to the ventilation ducts overhead.

Bizomo are very clever; they constantly seek out narrow places as hiding places and strongholds because they have found that the "dangerous life forms" hunting them are very concerned about minimizing the area of ​​damage.

After instinctively using Silver Flame to burn Bizomo and boost the explosion for the first time, Aiba Yu restrained his habit, only analyzing its individual structure from a physical perspective, and no longer using any skills that would cause an explosion.

Therefore, even though he knew there were a lot of bisomas huddled in the ventilation ducts, he didn't set a fire to roast them inside and out—the air inside must have an extremely high oxygen content, and if Aiba Yuu dared to ignite them, they would dare to blow the entire building into ruins along the extensive ventilation ducts.

The police department has a ground security command center.

The deputy captain, who was temporarily in charge of Sato's work, received an urgent telegram from the Information Department: Just as Bizomo had said, the Information Department had discovered the figure of an "unknown life form" in the currently well-functioning monitoring system. He had appeared on the Delta Space Station, codenamed "Samuel," but how he infiltrated the TPC Far East Headquarters base was unknown.

“The intelligence department’s analysis confirms that he is indeed eliminating Bizomo individuals,” the ground guard communications officer said. “Should we help him or…”

The deputy captain of the ground guard said coldly, "They are all unknown life forms. Who taught you to have preconceived notions?"

The correspondent looked bewildered: "But he not only helped Delta Force, he also saved our members from the Raven People on Halloween."

“Tiga has helped us more than once. Does that prevent us from preparing for his sudden ‘betrayal’?” The vice-captain ordered, “All units, immediately seal off Area B of the Life Science Research Center building. No one except the assault team is allowed to enter or leave. All personnel who escape must be quarantined and inspected by the Medical Bureau!”

"Bizomo has infiltrated our system. Is he going to invent electricity or secret telegraph?" the communications officer asked.

“There’s no difference. Since Bizomo has hacked into the announcement center, he must have also found our internal coded messages. This is something the Information Department should be worried about,” the vice-captain said. “Efficiency is the priority. Let’s send them a clear telegram.”

Chapter Ninety-Seven Hastur Warehouse

The building of the Life Sciences Research Center is a restricted area within a restricted area of ​​the TPC headquarters.

If we say early

Initially, its priority was lower than that of the Magus Power System R&D Department of the New Energy Development Center. However, after a well-preserved giant stone statue and the monster corpse from the Reicuran alien power cabin were transported there, its importance skyrocketed.

What worries the police department most is not the laboratory of Dr. Tsukishiro's team where the explosion occurred, but "Hastur," located 240 meters underground in the adjacent building. Giant statues, monster specimens, and even alien corpses discovered over the years are all stored in this warehouse, which is only briefly opened when the research team applies for its use.

Electronic surveillance, combined with 24-hour patrols by dedicated personnel, has now become a weakness in the system.

Bizomo discovered it in a secret network and tracked down patrol personnel along the pipes. The iris recognition system, which combined fingerprints and ID cards, was no match for its superior possession skills.

It entered the warehouse like an explorer who had discovered a treasure mountain.

The warehouse's year-round low temperature simulates the Antarctic environment, and the abundance of valuable materials makes the "dangerous life forms" hunting it hesitant to act, leading Bizomo to believe that this is the safest stronghold.

Not to mention the firearms that the police department is currently equipped with. If they had any sense and had known about the preliminary research results of Dr. Yuecheng's team beforehand, they would understand that they could not use anything that could be exposed to flames to deal with Bizomo—unless they did not intend to take away the most important place in this life science research center.

It shifted its attention to a specimen of a monster's corpse.

A "gift" from the Reicuran aliens, this unknown monster has lain dormant in the power bay for many years, becoming an energy source. Even the container encasing it is the same one from the Reicuran spaceship; the joint research team from the Life Science Research Center and the Space Development Center has yet to find the most reliable material to replace it.

Bizomo knew it.

In fact, almost every civilization with a history that can travel between galaxies in the universe is familiar with it.

“The only useful trait of a clone that failed in a joint development is its ability to survive for a long time in the ‘graveyard’,” Bizomo greeted. “You look like a clone of some unknown generation of a clone, your name…”

The symbols that baffled the researchers were easily read by Bizomo: "Sa-VI type, fifty-second generation".

It recited the words in the language of Bizomo. Like the clone monsters, Bizomo is an artificial life form. It follows the creed given to it by its creator, prioritizing the transformation of the atmosphere and its own survival. It has no "morality" in the traditional sense, nor does it have the idea of ​​"protecting its creator".

Thus, under its unrestrained reproduction and oxygen conversion, the planet Bizomo became a purgatory where a single spark could set off a chain reaction that burned half the sky. The creators were reduced to ashes, and Bizomo itself lost most of its offspring in the seemingly inextinguishable fire. Only the remnants escaped and traveled for millions of years to reach Earth.

Countless planets served as transit points for it, only to be reduced to flames as well.

Bizomo certainly didn't feel guilty; it only experienced a slight emotional ripple after seeing another artificial life form.

This is something that is difficult to understand with its lack of emotion, and is often referred to as "the fox grieves when the rabbit dies".

It was attached to the body of a patrolman and was now standing silently in front of the clone monster's tank.

"Hastur" consists of three levels, each approximately 6 square meters, the size of 12 football fields. It runs through the underground seabed from Area B to Area C of the Life Science Research Center, and sits atop three large buildings.

There are 487 storage rooms of various sizes. The seawater forms a natural barrier, which is then sealed with layers of cement and special steel. The construction standard is that "if the ground buildings are plundered by aliens, Hastur must remain intact as a reserve of power for a counterattack."

Even the organizations that Tsuneo Ayase and others worked for secretly allocated substantial sums of money under various guise of donations. In terms of preserving the human race on Earth, their plans coincided with TPC's. As a result, many large-scale underground facilities have the support of this organization—they are either "successful entrepreneurs with a sense of social responsibility," "ancient conglomerates with family foundations," or "public figures dedicated to the cause of human progress," and so on.

Naturally, they always managed to find a way to bypass the defense system and gain access to "Hastur".

The storage room where Bizomo is located is numbered C106, a "single room" specially arranged by the Life Science Research Center for the corpse of this cloned monster.

The patrolman it possessed was looking up at the clone monster's half-closed, murky eyes when the warehouse door behind him suddenly clanged open, its heavy latch automatically turning open.

Then came the sound of wooden clogs tapping on the metal floor, a faint fragrance wafted in, and a beautifully dressed dancer gracefully entered: "Bizomo, is that right? Your sudden intrusion here, taking precious materials as 'hostages,' has greatly troubled us."

Bizomo looked her up and down, and, convinced that she was not carrying any weapons, became emboldened.

Hizomo is actually terrified of fire. Constantly converting oxygen and absorbing vast amounts of electricity as its energy source, its body is like a bomb ready to explode at any moment. Fortunately, Aiba Yu, who is relentlessly hunting down its individual counterparts, dares not use flames.

“Are you here to negotiate? I won’t go out,” Bizomo replied. “I need to reproduce, I need enough space to live, I need freedom.”

"I will bring you a perfect planet that has been 'purified'."

Tiaoyue Xuansha pulled out a small testing device from her front pocket. It showed that the current oxygen content in the warehouse had reached an astonishing 70%. Even more astonishing was that this environment, which was enough to cause oxygen poisoning, did not cause Tiaoyue Xuansha any discomfort.

“Excessive oxygen levels are actually harmful, and we can’t let you continue to reproduce like this,” Tsuneya said. “Can’t we discuss this properly? You can find an uninhabited planet to live on, and we can contact a spaceship to take you there.”

"I still need electricity."

"Then you'll definitely love the thunderstorms on gas giants. I suggest you go to places we haven't yet set foot on, such as Uranus or Neptune."

If Bizomo were easy to talk to, then its creators would not have died. Tsuneyuki Ayase naturally could not persuade an artificial life form that prioritizes its own survival. In its mind, there was no concept of "taking a step back to achieve coexistence".

So the patrolman it possessed stood still, thinking that armed humans couldn't do anything to it, let alone unarmed ones.

“…Alright,” the warehouse door closed, and Tsuneyuki Ayaka bowed apologetically, “I’m glad you created this opportunity for us, but you have to stay here now.”

Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Spark

Bizomo had no idea the massive chain reaction it would trigger by hacking into TPC's system and temporarily paralyzing the power supply, just as it did not know it had become the executioner of its home planet's destruction.

Aiba Yu cleaned up the cockroach-like Bizomo individuals scurrying around the building, and also moved the people who had been knocked unconscious by them to the outside corridor so that the ground guard assault team that had followed them could take them out for medical treatment.

I ran into the guards a few times along the way.

The team members raised their guns in unison for the first time. Aiba Yu reminded them not to use them when they encountered Hizomo in a confined space, as the moment the primer was triggered, it might overburn and explode.

The team members were shocked and confused by the "monster's" well-intentioned reminder, but the "monster" disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The second time was when Aiba Yu had just carried an unconscious person out the door and was staring at his teammates who were about to kick the door open.

"Hello?" The team leader didn't speak, but a young-looking guy behind him waved tentatively at him.

Aiba Yu felt it was better to stay away from them. As the saying goes, those at the bottom are often powerless to do what they want. Who knows, if someone gives an order to get some "monster" samples, they might pounce on him, pulling his hair, tearing his bones, scraping his scales.

Yu Aiba promptly made his escape again.

The team members exclaimed in amazement, "So there really are 'monsters'? Then there must be raccoon spirits in the mountains! I really want to find a beautiful fairy lady to have a heart-to-heart talk about life..."

The team leader yelled, "Get to work and stop dreaming! Come and move the people!"

In the eyes of Aiba Yu and the guard assault team, the researchers were far more important than the samples in the underground warehouse, while Kubota Kosuke of the Life Science Research Center, who was in charge of the team studying the giant statues and monster corpses, valued his own "assets" more.

The researchers were unarmed, and Yuji Tango volunteered to risk his life to check the warehouse, which greatly moved Kosuke Kubota.

His initial excitement vanished when he received the "supplies unlocking notification."

"Tango! You unlocked the safety valve of our test subject? I don't remember asking you to do any transfer work!" Kubota Kosuke dialed Tango Yuji's number, glad that he hadn't been sabotaged by Hisama. His tone and words were exactly the same as usual.

“Ah, indeed you did not issue the order to transfer the test subject, and where in TPC is there a safer place than ‘Haster’?” Tango Yuji said sincerely, “However, team leader, I feel very sorry that you have stopped focusing your energy on the study of the giant statue since you obtained the monster sample.”

"I believe our research will clarify things clearly. The giant statue is not something we can currently decipher, but the monster's corpse, which served as the power source, is more valuable for research!"

“But I don’t think so,” Yuji Tango said. “You know, I always make the mistake of going in the wrong direction in my research, but this time, I think it was you, the whole team, who chose the wrong target.”

"So what do you mean by unlocking the safety valve?!" Kubota Kosuke instructed his assistant to quickly contact the police station and all exits of the base, making sure to stop Tango Yuji.

"It means that I will do the research that you are unwilling to do, and I will develop the areas that you cannot reach."

Tango Yuji was holding up a strange-looking gun. If Hori were in his presence, he would definitely shout, "How come you have a Crow Man shrinking ray gun?!"

He was pointing the gun at the only surviving giant statue in the pyramid. The statue had been shrunk to the size of a palm, and the safety valve that was tightly fastened to it had stopped working. Yuji Tango put the statue into a padded box.

Beside him, the red-eyed crow warrior said in a muffled voice, "You've gotten what you wanted; now it's time to fulfill my conditions."

Yuji Tango pushed up his glasses: "Of course, the monster corpses that can serve as a power source are of great importance to you."

On Halloween night, the police arrested a group of Crowmen who were taking advantage of the chaos. After interrogation, it was learned that most of them were just civilians who came to "take away slaves" after being given a laser gun. The leaders were two trained warriors with red eyes.