Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

"Whoosh—" He instinctively flicked his tail to shield himself, and another light bullet exploded on him.

The light blasts fired by "Amui" hurt, but weren't scary. To put it bluntly, it was like a student encountering their homeroom teacher. You know you'll be punished by being made to stand, but at least you won't be forced to drown in the toilet.

This power, which should have been the bane of the alien beasts, felt strangely familiar to Sosuke.

"Captain?" he

He thought vaguely... No, this power feels a lot like the captain, but it's closer to someone else.

Wait a minute, why am I thinking about that person?

Ugh… A figure in a red and white uniform flashed through his mind—the one with better treatment, who worked harder, was more handsome, and more popular than him… He opened his mouth, unable to help but shout, “Damn GUTS!!!”

……

Sosuke had no idea that the GUTS team he hated was being tossed about by the raging waves of the North Pacific.

Despite the Victory Team's valiant efforts and the ground support that managed to take down Auguma's leg, the Flying Swallow II ultimately crashed into the sea. Lina fought desperately to ensure the aircraft made a gentle, angled entry into the water rather than plunging headfirst. Now, TPC's rescue ships are risking their lives to search for signs of life.

The Flying Swallow No. 1 had just landed on a reef that barely protruded from the sea. Shinjo was leaning against the porthole. One of his hands was broken, and he was trying to prop himself up with the other hand, trying to turn around and check the situation in the back seat.

“Yes, this is Xincheng,” he replied in the communications. “The control console of Feiyan-1 has been damaged. I can’t start the airborne radar right now. Number 2… I don’t see Number 2… No, we didn’t crash into the sea. A ‘familiar person’ saved us… It must have been a familiar person.”

The call from base ended, but Shinjo didn't relax. He tried to twist his legs, which were stuck in the cockpit, to turn himself around, but he couldn't succeed no matter what he did. For the first time, he felt such disgust for the material strength of the Flying Swallow 1.

"Daigo, Daigo!" He could only shout, his neck stiff, "Daigo, don't stay silent! How are you? Hey... answer me! Wake up!"

Chapter 200 Survival and Destruction

Daigo will not answer Shinjo.

Because he wasn't in the back seat of the Flying Swallow No. 1.

Seeing that the Flying Swallow II was damaged and crashed into the sea, Daigo naturally ignored Solka's repeated refrains of "they are not dead and still have life" and "Tiga cannot intervene," and transformed to save his teammates.

Yes, many eyes are now watching to see how TPC deals with the mechanical civilization, using this as an assessment of humanity's strength. At the same time, more and more people are questioning the very meaning of TPC's existence. Solka is right; while Tiga's intervention to resolve the crisis can save everyone, TPC, or rather, humanity, cannot remain in its incubator forever.

“But my teammates are in the sea.” Daigo took out his Spark Lens.

“And also,” the Spark Lens emitted a blinding light, “I am Daigo.”

At this moment, Daigo didn't want to discuss topics like "the future of humanity" or "the political correctness of TPC's existence" with Soruka. He only knew that in the short time between the Hyuga II's inability to maintain a stable flight attitude and its crash into the sea, his teammates didn't have time to put on life jackets and masks—Hyuga II might have already disintegrated, which meant that the people inside were likely doomed; if it didn't disintegrate, this "close comrade-in-arms" would also become an iron coffin imprisoning everyone, taking them to the bottom of the sea.

not to mention……

"When did it become the Naga's place to evaluate the power of Earthlings? They issue certificates of qualification, and once they're satisfied with the evaluation, they stop enforcing 'orderly sanctions'?"

In Vladivostok, the Kirielod people, who were also keeping a close eye on the battlefield, laughed out loud upon seeing the intelligence.

"Giants are biased towards Earthlings, tomb keepers are willing to serve the TPC, and the Naga are capable of putting on airs as judges, but are they really capable of actually coming down to 'execute the judgment'?" The man in the wool coat dusted off the colorful banknotes between his fingers and carefully folded them into an iron box.

"I didn't know you went out late at night to enjoy the sea breeze and asked me if I wanted to watch the sunset and sunrise, but actually you wanted to go fishing." And you even got up early to pack up the fish and all sorts of random snails and crabs you found on the beach and sell them, earning a stack of Earthling money. The man in the rolled-brimmed hat watched him caress the banknotes like he was stroking a lover, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

The wool coat slowly closed the tin box, and he tapped it with satisfaction. The sound of the loose coins inside was pleasant and melodious.

"Don't look at me like that. The value you earn through your own labor is different from the wealth you acquire by commanding the wind and rain," the wool coat said contentedly. "I like to see a few more zeros in my account, and I also like to earn some pocket money to buy cigarettes."

"You mean, instead of directing from the rear by looking at reports and numbers, it's better to be on the front lines yourself?" The man in the rolled-up hat tried to decipher the meaning behind his words, and he nodded in agreement: "The Naga have the heart to be 'gods of the universe,' but they don't even have the courage to face the enemy directly. They only dare to hide in space and shrink into their own spaceships."

The woman in the wool coat gave him a deep look, and before he could ask a question, she pointed to the window. A slight sea breeze seeped in from outside, and the night light made the gauze curtains appear hazy and elegant.

"?" The man in the rolled-brim hat was completely baffled.

"The curtains are blue because they are blue," said the wool coat.

"???" The rolled-brim hat tried to analyze... but couldn't.

"The Naga's actions only prove one thing," the man in the wool coat shook his head. "They are hopeless. Even the Kyrielord gods would despise the idiots among them. They can't control the neutron bombs they planted. Otherwise, they should have activated them long ago when we released the 'lamb,' turning everything that threatens... us, the tomb keepers, the Dark Lord, and all living things on this planet into dust."

"Can a neutron bomb really do that?" Even the man in the rolled-up hat didn't believe it.

"But the Naga believe that the 'God of the Universe' must first believe that he is a god; they..."

"They believe the radiation from their self-made neutron bomb can tear apart the genetic chains of all living things, and it has indeed wiped out many troublesome monsters and native species on various planets," the woolen coat said. "Maybe even the tomb keepers are afraid of neutron bombs. After all, they spared the dinosaur-men, those outdated modified creatures. The only thing they can use to scare people is the neutron bomb, right? Now the Naga are hiding in space, but before that, they would have loudly proclaimed their judgment across the entire planet!"

The man with the rolled-up hat scratched his head. Although he didn't understand the process, he understood the result: "In short, the Naga can't control the neutron bomb right now, so they're just watching from the sidelines in the universe."

Then, his eyes widened as he realized a fatal flaw!

“The Naga don’t care about Earth, but we still need believers! They’re randomly dropping neutron bombs and they’re out of control. We’ve been cultivating the followers of the god Kyrieirod for so many years, and I haven’t even gone to the top of the Vatican Cathedral to feed the pigeons yet…”

The woman in the wool coat looked at him with a smile: "I truly believe that the little girl you raised is far smarter than you."

For years, the Kirieloids have been dedicated to collecting test subjects and potential, trainable believers. While it's said that foreign monks are better at chanting scriptures, the wool coat thinks it's more suitable to cultivate native missionaries.

Besides "collecting," they also "manufactured" people. The former cultivated people like Tsuneyuki Ayaka, while the latter gave birth to people like "Number Twelve."

Although Tsune Ayaka was unwilling to admit it, the Kirieloids, who walked the earth and educated and raised their carefully selected children as "fathers," ultimately had a profound influence on her.

"The Kirieloids deserve to die!" Inside an underground air-raid shelter somewhere in Tokyo, Tsukishiro Ayaka, transformed into a non-human form, shouted, "You too... alien, either get off Earth or die!"

While covering Masaki Keigo's departure to deal with the neutron bomb, Tsukishiro Ayase alone stopped the dinosaur man, Adam, and Imai.

The anomaly that Masaki Keigo had noticed earlier was not just his overthinking. Tsutsuki Ayaka was a little too "excited," and her boiling mind desperately needed a tranquilizer, or rather—a mutant factor inhibitor.

Adam's glasses were gone. He leaned on Iwu, who was leaning against him, with one hand, his pale face filled with doubt and uncertainty.

"Crunch, crunch..." The teeth-grinding sound of bones grinding together echoed in the empty, dark space.

"Gulp." The lizard-like woman made an angry guttural sound, suddenly slamming what was in her mouth against the wall. The force embedded it deep into the wall, and Adam only dared to glance at it briefly—even though it was his own arm, which had been attached to him just seconds before.

He probably thought the food was unpalatable. He didn't know whether to interpret the other person's behavior using the same logic he used to understand humans or animals.

“Monster…” Adam thought to himself, not daring to say it aloud, but cautiously trying to communicate: “We are dinosaur people, we have lived on Earth for many years, we just want to bring Marupo Neza, our fellow human beings…”

Yiwu's consciousness was becoming hazy. The alien beasts' claws were fast and vicious; even a real dinosaur resurrected wouldn't be able to withstand their ferocious attacks. Thankfully, Adam was with her; despite being injured, they had likely found a safe place to hide, and with their healing abilities, they still had a chance to survive.

The sticky, warm liquid on her side, along with the bleeding wound, sent chills down her spine. Adam was warm... warm liquid splashed on her face.

Chapter 201 Turning Against Each Other

When the familiar person, the only surviving compatriot, the person who had been with her for many years and was more like family to her, Yi Wu was speechless as his life ended before her eyes.

When Marupo Neza was turned into a weapon carrying a neutron bomb, Adam comforted her: They sacrificed themselves voluntarily to open a path for their people to survive and to give their compatriots a clean Earth. The dinosaur people will forever remember Marupo Neza's dedication and sacrifice, and will continue their bloodline for a long time.

Maru-sho Naiza's bodies are cold; they are frozen year-round and buried in deep, dark places.

Adam's blood is hot.

Passionate and warm-hearted, he is the only remaining member of the dinosaur people, and he has made a promise to accompany Yiwu to the end of her life.

Without his support, Yi Wu collapsed to the ground. She touched her face and instinctively looked down to see a hand gripping her clothes tightly, like a rock biting into a fern, determined not to let go until she was shattered to pieces.

"Ah..." Yi Wu felt her throat was very dry.

“Adam.” She reached out her hand. A hole had been torn in Adam’s chest, and his burning heart pounded in a nest woven of blood, flesh, and broken bones. The hole was too big; Yiwu’s hand couldn’t cover it.

She stared blankly at her palm for a moment, then said, "Hemostats, I'll go find hemostats!"

She tried to stand up, but Adam held on too tightly, and she fell back down.

“If I can satisfy you…” she heard Adam’s voice, his lungs bulging, his words muffled: “Please let her go…”

"Pfft".

The beating heart was gone, and a head squeezed into the chest cavity—like every predator greedily devouring its prey, the head buried itself deep inside, from which came the sound of flesh and blood churning.

"Gurgle, gurgle."

After a long while, the head finally lifted, and fragments of something slid down from the tip of the nose and the sides of the cheeks, intertwined with viscous threads of blood and tissue fluid. Seeing that Yi Wu remained motionless, the head grinned and said, "Scared out of your wits?"

What a face it was! Half of it was an unparalleled beauty, the other half a terrifying lizard. The lizard stretched out its long tongue and licked away the blood from the beauty's face, and then that half of the face became bright and lovely again, like light shining into a dark valley.

As if awakened by the sound, Yi Wu shuddered.

"Adam, Adam, Adam..." She completely forgot the threat that was right in front of her, crawled a few steps to find Adam's head and hugged it tightly, then turned her gaze left and right. She reached out her hand, wanting to piece the pieces back together, but she was afraid of hurting Adam, so she pulled it back.

"You're scared out of your wits!" Tsune Ayaka laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, you guys aren't so great after all, aliens!"

"Weren't you very arrogant when you were killing people on Earth?" Seeing that Yi Wu ignored her, Tiao Yue Xuan Sha leaned forward, her fangs almost touching the other's face. She exhaled a breath with a fishy smell and laughed, "What's wrong with your behavior? Don't aliens love to see Earthlings struggle? You're dumbfounded when it's your turn?"

"Ah!" Yi Wu cried out in surprise. A claw grabbed her hair and pulled it back sharply, forcing Yi Wu to tilt her head back—to meet the gaze of bright red eyes.

"Go ahead and cry! Curse me!" said the owner of those eyes. "Like you did to my mother! Like you did to other earthlings! Crawling on the ground, crying in the mud, playing like worms... No matter how much you cry and beg for mercy, kiss my feet, I will not let you go! Even if you die, I will use every last bit of your bone! If there is a heaven and a hell in this world, I will make sure you can't go to either!"

"He actually wants me to let you go..." Tiao Yue Xuan Sha snatched Yi Wu's head from her arms and shoved it aside. At the same time, one claw gripped Yi Wu's chin tightly, the sharp tip even digging into her flesh: "Adam and Eve, is he your brother? Your husband? Or what? Hey! Alien! Don't just stand there dumbfounded! Beg for mercy! Curse! Let the Naga come to save you, let the aliens come to save you! And then—I'm going to 'mercifully' kill you in front of them!"

“I’ll kill you…” Yi Wu’s blank eyes flickered. Tiao Yue Xuan Sha felt the struggling force in her hand and laughed again. She released Yi Wu as she laughed, watching the other slowly stand up, saying, “Yes, yes, that’s it… You have to struggle, you have to be angry, so I can return to you everything you’ve inflicted on Earthlings!”

“Give it back…” Yi Wu staggered to her feet in the pool of blood. The blood of the dinosaur people was blue, like a dark sea. The ocean is the origin of all species on Earth, and Adam and Yi Wu believed they would become the origin of the dinosaur people's resurgence.

"Adam, give Adam back to me!"

……

Masaki Keigo sensed something unusual.

Did the dinosaur carcass carrying a neutron bomb come back to life?

He squinted. The neutron bomb still hovered within the core of the anti-gravity device, slowly rotating and radiating a captivating dawn-like glow. Like the intoxicating sunrise, it was meant to bring hope to people, to the dinosaur people, for their revival, just as the sun is to every living being.

No, it's not that.

The smell of blood filled his nostrils, and Masaki Keigo could almost feel its damp, sticky texture. Thanks to the activity of his ancient genes, his body was far more sensitive than that of an ordinary person. He was certain that this smell didn't belong to Tsukigami Ayase, so it was a dinosaur-man? But this was too much…

He put down the equipment he was dismantling and quickly climbed the iron ladder leading to the upper level—Maru Sako was hidden very well, and it took Masaki Keigo quite a while to carefully climb down. But he didn't linger long at the top; Maru Sako was soon left at his feet, and the circular iron gate drew ever closer.

Just as he touched the gate, he suddenly paused. Instead of pushing it open immediately, he reached into his pocket and gripped a syringe tightly.