Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

Chapter 149 The People Reunited

Sea of ​​lion nose trees.

Sōsuke Fujisawa exhaled a puff of hot white mist. Behind him, under the vast night sky and amidst the bright stars, the giants and the Kirieloids stood facing each other in the distance.

Even a simple step he took caused quite a stir among the people nearby. Yes, Tiga reappeared shortly after defeating the Manon aliens. The difference was that he didn't look as energetic; the same thing was that he still devoted most of his energy to carefully guarding a certain forest—where the GUTS team was.

“They really know how to take advantage of people’s misfortunes. After all these years, the Kirieloids haven’t changed,” Soruka said. “Hey kid, I advise you not to use the Power Type.”

His words interrupted Daigo's actions. Before the latter could ask any questions, Soruka explained, "He's probably waiting for you here, waiting for you to give up your speed advantage. Don't be fooled by him. What's the point of fighting him hand-to-hand? I'll keep an eye on him for you. Listen to my warning."

"Yes." Daigo perked up.

This feeling is very novel, like when a friend visits while playing a single-player game, turning the game into an online game, with the two of you cursing each other for "you bastard, you're playing me" while simultaneously pressing buttons on the controller and grabbing potato chips.

When Daigo discovered that his teammates had all fallen into an abnormal coma, a sense of responsibility and anxiety about the unknown overwhelmed him, nearly causing him to fail several times when facing the Manon aliens. Now, he felt much more at ease; Solka's words seemed to have a reassuring magic.

“Right!” Soruka said. Daigo clearly saw the Kirieloid claws reaching towards his left, but he still obediently raised his right arm to block—just then, a hot wind blew, and bright flames rushed towards him like a tornado.

"Same old tricks," Soruka commented, "This kind of flame is different from a charged attack. Tiga's defense won't be a problem. Go head-on into it!"

"Ah, good!" Daigo tried hard to see the location of the Kirieloid people through the leaping flames.

Another earthquake struck.

Parade 12 turned around and saw Tiga striding forward amidst a raging tornado. The heat, capable of melting steel, embraced him tightly, splitting the flames like water encountering a stubborn rock. The water tried to push it away, but it stood firmly there, sharper than any sword or blade, capable of cutting through anything.

Vast amounts of steam rose into the dome, where there were rainbows created by Hilbargon and unseen walls. The steam clouds reflected the fiery glow, making the night seem like a dream.

"If only it were a dream." Paradia couldn't stop Sosuke after all. He glared at the intruders' group with reddened eyes. Paradia's attempts to dissuade him only earned her a disgruntled turn of her head.

“You can’t stop him,” Number Eight, “Amui,” said calmly. “He is a ‘modified human’ who has received the power of the tomb guardian. Look at the woman on the left opposite us. Her legs and skin, don’t they look familiar?”

Of course it looked familiar. In the countless experiments conducted by the Kirieloids, and during the brief time she spent with Fujisawa Sousuke, she became extremely familiar with the reptilian-like bluish-gray skin and the curved legs and claws with bony spurs at the joints. They all came from the same source.

She knew that woman too.

“Tsukigami Ayase…that traitor!” Paradia swallowed the words “Kamimura Aya”. She knew that Sosuke’s hearing had improved a lot, so she simply avoided the key point and asked, “How dare she come back?!”

A traitor to Kiria

Lod, a traitor who sided with the Naga, caused her brother, Kamimura, who had always cared for her, to be deemed a worthless destabilizing factor and was forced to be executed.

Now she's back, with dinosaur-like beings modified by the Naga. What is this? Does she think that with this power she can harm the Kirieloids?

"Where did this monster come from?" On the other side, Masaki Keigo and the others, who had also discovered them, shifted their attention away from the giant and their eyes fell on Sosuke, who was running at the front.

It's hard to miss a monster that's over two meters tall.

“A modified product of the Kirieloids, how pathetic,” Tsune Ayaka raised her aircraft cannon, her eyes fixed straight ahead: “Masaki, you go do what you’re supposed to do, leave this to us.”

Masaki Keigo walked past them slowly toward the giants locked in fierce combat, leaving behind a nonchalant remark: "If you show mercy because he is one of our own, I won't tell anyone this time."

Tsui Yuki only hummed in response. In her field of vision, the two-meter-tall monster was getting closer and closer. It grabbed onto everything it could reach, swinging itself forward as much as possible. Compared to a human, it was more like a four-legged animal, eagerly rushing towards its target with all its might.

He trampled a path through the dense bushes, and most of the branches used for leverage were torn off by his claws. As a result, trees fell wherever he went, like a mad beast descending the mountain. Occasionally, the hood that barely covered his face was blown up by the wind, revealing a pair of eyes that shone with a dazzling red light.

“It’s painful, isn’t it? The feeling of losing your mind,” Tsukishiro Ayaka didn’t need a crosshair; she could observe her target to her heart’s content before firing. “I won’t hold back.”

She held the cold grip of the gun, a weapon modified by researchers—no, an "aircraft cannon"—its recoil was as insane as its destructive power. For an ordinary person to pull the trigger would only result in the muzzle flying into the sky, along with several broken bones from the arm to the shoulder, depending on the gun's mood.

But Tsune Ayase was able to suppress it. A researcher who witnessed her training commented, "It's like a Russian who's downed two bottles of vodka has grabbed a brown bear by the neck."

“I have no Russian blood,” said Tsuneya Ayaka. “Besides my homeland, I only have the blood of monsters in my veins.”

The monster's blood, to be precise, comes from "Samuel," a monster that became famous among aliens 30 million years ago. In the Kirieloid cloning experiments, not a single attempt resulted in a usable living clone. They either multiplied into a mass of unknown flesh or ceased development in the embryonic stage, only providing the hardworking researchers with a little fetal blood. The most successful clone was a "powerhouse" that would never awaken; it looked plausible, but served no purpose other than providing massive amounts of energy.

Therefore, the Kirieloids stopped pursuing the replication of the original model and instead searched for potential test subjects, hoping to open up a new path.

"This path is an achievement for the Kirieloids, but for us, it only brings endless suffering," Tsukishiro murmured to herself. The monster, that fellow human, was getting closer and closer. She could see its opening and closing mouth, revealing long fangs inside.

She tightened her fingers, the mechanism clicked softly, and she exhaled: "This will give you your release."

Chapter 150 Gifts

Fujisawa Sousuke was unaware that Kamimura Aya was actually skilled with firearms.

This is even more hidden than when she was Tsurugi Ayaka, where she liked to bully clueless aliens by relying on her physical advantages.

"What kind of weapons do you need?" a researcher from the equipment department asked.

"The more powerful the gun, the better. Ideally, each bullet should be usable as a grenade, so there's no need to worry about recoil," said Tsuneyuki Ayaka.

The researcher hesitated for a moment before replying, "I thought you'd want a handy knife or dagger. We'll add some special alloys to make sure it cuts aliens like they're cake. You'll be just like those tough guys in action movies, where the final victory is always decided by a melee weapon."

“Only a fool would use a melee weapon if he had a gun,” Tsui Tsukishiro said demurely, her meticulously painted nails gleaming like jelly in the sunlight. “Before I met the Kirieloids, all the people I knew who were doing well had a gun and a handful of cash. I thought the most cultured gentleman had been beheaded, and the richest family had been wiped out. Back then, guns were my greatest asset. To me, they represented ‘safety.’”

Early life experiences are crucial to a person. Although Ayaka Tsukishiro no longer needs guns for security, she still likes and trusts them.

As long as she held it in her hand, she believed she would never fall into the most difficult situation.

She was now holding a gun, a front-line product modified by the equipment department; no one but her or someone using it as a cannon with a tripod could use it. With the click of the firing pin, the muzzle flash illuminated her face, which was covered by bluish-gray skin.

The two-meter-tall monster abruptly stopped moving forward. It convulsed violently, then arched its back and let out a low, thunderous howl.

"This won't kill him." Tsuneyuki Ayaka thought. It seems that he has been modified for a long time, unlike some experimental subjects who were completely disfigured in the early stages, whose internal organs could be shattered by a single shot.

“Don’t go over there!” she called to Adam and Iwu. “You help me deal with his companions. This man… my dear ‘kin,’ I want to talk to him more.”

"Who wants to talk to a traitor!" Paradia shouted angrily as two dinosaur-men approached. "Naga lackeys! They call themselves 'order,' but they've been doing just as much dirty work!"

"that

"So you're very clean, huh? Cute little girl?" Tiao Yuexuan said sarcastically, as she turned the gun barrel horizontally, and the "monster's" claw scratched at the gun.

Sparks flew down, illuminating and extinguishing in their eyes like shooting stars falling to earth, their brief brilliance enough to brighten the night.

"You..." Unexpectedly, the two-meter-tall monster could speak human language, his voice hoarse and unpleasant: "You were also modified, why are you helping the Naga..."

He uttered the last word and then fell silent. The unfamiliar smell filled his nostrils, making it difficult for him to continue the conversation. He looked down at his left arm, which was exposed and gushing black blood.

Tiaoyue Xuansha kicked him in the stomach, flipped over lightly like a swallow, and leaped away. She held the gun with both hands and licked her lips: "Isn't it a very nice, very tempting smell? It's your blood."

It didn't smell pleasant; to others, it was probably just a common fishy smell. But to them, it was incredibly tempting, even overshadowing their pain. Fujisawa Sosuke was almost overwhelmed by an overwhelming appetite—he wanted more, he wanted to eat.

“Don’t stare at me like that,” Tiaoyue Xuansha chuckled. “As your ‘kin,’ I’ve been hungry for a long time too… This beast-like nature is thanks to the Kirieloids. Why do you think I’m looking for the Naga?”

The muzzle flashed again, and the deafening roar startled countless mutated insects and birds, who scattered and fled in panic. The gunshot alone was not enough to frighten them to such an extent; what truly drove these animals to flee was their instinct for self-preservation upon spotting a predator.

The air force pilots and the mysterious dancers were gone, replaced by two bluish-gray monsters. Their curved legs and claws granted them astonishing explosive power, while their barbed hands brought terrifying lethality. The difference was that Sosuke was willing to use his fangs, but Tsukishiro Ayaka cared about her no-longer-existing image; she pursed her lips tightly, trying to gracefully create distance.

The "foreign" blood in the two men boiled, and as time went by, fine scales gradually appeared on their bony shells. Animals within a radius of several hundred meters fled as if they had encountered a tiger patrolling the mountain.

"What terrifying monsters." Yi Wu turned her head slightly, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw two shadows crashing through several tree trunks like cannonballs and falling away. The sound of the crashing echoed all around, and branches and leaves broke off and fell like snow ribbons cascading into a river.

Two furious roars forced her to re-evaluate her collaborator. Who would have thought that such a beautiful exterior harbored a ferocious beast?

"What right do these dinosaur-men have to call others monsters?" Paradia's anger flared. "He's always thinking about his lover and friends, unlike you. You're more like dinosaurs than 'humans,' aren't you? Did you even tell them the true lethality of the neutron bullet in Maru-san's chest?"

“I’m not as good with words as Tiaoyue,” Yiwu opened her claws again: “You can talk about it after you survive, ‘cute little girl’.”

……

A kilometer away, the strange noises caused by Fujisawa Sousuke and the others gradually faded away. All that could be heard in Masaki Keigo's ears was the crunching of fallen leaves under his feet and the howling wind brought by the giant's movements.

“Perfect location.” He walked to an open, flat area with exposed rock platforms. Behind him lay the battlefield between giants, and looking down, he could see the entire valley below.

Hilbargon.

The monster crouching in the valley is the true master of this magical realm.

It wasn't taken away by the other Kirieloids who evacuated, but remained here. Was it abandoned? Or is it awaiting orders from its master? In any case, it couldn't possibly be waiting to help Tiga.

"Kirieloid people..." Masaki Keigo pulled out the finished product that he and Tango Yuji had painstakingly researched and created over many years.

"When did it become the domain of extraterrestrials to dictate the fate of Earthlings?" He held the finished product in his hand, and the moment his five fingers gripped it firmly, light shimmered like a breath.

“They should rely on me, or they can rely on Tiga, or even TPC, but they can never be aliens.” A slight stinging sensation rose from his palm and spread throughout his body within seconds. He knew that his bloodline from the ancient past was being awakened one after another.

No one knows how this "gift" has been passed down for 30 million years without interruption. Masaki Keigo and Tango Yuji still don't understand how it can still function when diluted beyond recognition.

All he knew was that this gene signified a connection between humans and giants. The unknown giant statues gave him crucial inspiration, and the energy fluctuations on the monster corpses used as power plants brought him new ideas.

“Come on!” Masaki Keigo looked up. He didn’t know the name of the statue’s owner, but he temporarily gave him a code name—Selamanu.

A stronger wind blew in, and suddenly a light appeared before Hilbargon's blurred vision.

Chapter 151 Dispatch

universe.

Stellar winds traveled hundreds of millions of kilometers, bringing messages from the distant Sun. Samuel, dragging the remains of Badab, suddenly looked up. The Earth's shadow stretched long, disappearing into endless darkness.

Beloff said, "Sunspots are active, but still within the normal range. Don't worry about my equipment being damaged..."

“There’s no time,” Samuel said.

Without waiting for Belov's question, he sped towards the Mars research station. The station's crew encountered "friendly Earth monsters" for the second time in a short period, countless kinds of...

Thoughts like "Did it figure out and decide to come and have a meal?" or "Did it guess that we were running out of energy and come to lend a hand?" flooded the minds of the staff.

Samuel had no intention of allaying their concerns. He simply piled up the remains of Bardb near the research station, and a mountain suddenly appeared in the once flat plain that had been carefully chosen during the planning.

The resident clung to the window railing, staring blankly at the enormous shadow outside and the sour-faced "ghost" beneath it—which was actually Belov's projection.

The "friendly Earth monster" crouched outside, leaning down to bring its hideous face close. Having seen it once before, the resident wasn't too afraid. Samuel simply said, "Store it here for now. If any aliens try to steal it, contact headquarters immediately."

"Store?" The clerk opened his mouth, but Samuel had already turned and flown away, its long tail swaying up and down, soon merging into the vast starry sky with its master.