Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

Estend glanced at Samuel: "She... called Yu 'Ultraman Warrior.' I asked her what she meant by that, and she said, 'Ultraman Warriors bring light and save people, right? It's a compliment to the rescue team.' Oh, and she also said she'd give us a gift to thank us once she's recovered."

Estend's voice lowered: "She was smiling when she was rescued, such an optimistic and good girl turned out like this... They're all monsters..."

“It doesn’t sound good,” Samuel said.

"What?" The people listening quietly nearby were completely confused.

“When she saw the monster, that voice,” Samuel said, “I don’t want to hear it a second time.”

The sound was better when it was in Higashi Tama New Town.

Mao Sugiyama recalled Kumiko's near-mad screams from that time. She touched the lower part of her bandaged wrist and whispered, "I don't want to hear it a second time either."

“Our rescue is snatching people from the jaws of death,” Hasegawa Hayato, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them. “But there are lives we can’t bring back. The survivors are lucky, but also suffer. They can only live on carrying the wishes of the dead.”

"The weight of this wish depends on how many people we rescue."

"The more survivors there are, the lighter the burden of desires placed on them, and perhaps the less their suffering will be—that is our job."

Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Swordsman Under the Meteor

"Ahhhh!"

"What are you yelling about while we're having a midnight snack?!" Yu Nayuan Kong was so startled that his hand trembled, and the whole box of pastries fell solidly to the ground.

"Ahhh, Comet Oshima shattered! This is a bad omen! A terrible omen!" Sugiyama Mao refreshed the astronomy enthusiast forum several times in a row. After finally confirming that it was not fake, she rushed out of the lounge and was about to go back to her dormitory to take out her tarot cards.

Rikuto Yamashita, who was squatting to the side studying diligently, looked completely bewildered: "What... the comet shattered?"

Estend leaned over to the computer that Sugiyama Mao hadn't had time to turn off: "Amateur astronomers were observing Comet Oshima, which recently returned to Earth... and they discovered through the telescope... that the comet broke apart?"

Refreshing the page again, a line of large red text appeared at the top of the forum:

The debris landed in Japan!

"What?!" Estend jumped to his feet. There had been a lot of news reports about Comet Oshima lately, and people had high expectations for its return. Estend had also glanced at the data about the comet and knew that it was a rather large object. If it were to break into fragments and crash into him... witnessing the restart of life would not be a dream.

He also rushed off to his dormitory to call Samuel, who was squatting in his room.

Yamashita Rikuto watched them run out one by one and muttered, "What are they going to do? The alarm hasn't been sounded..."

Indeed, no alarm was raised, even though the rescue team leadership received information that the comet debris was likely to fall in Japan.

The rescue team is only concerned with evacuation and saving people. A meteorite falling from above is a disaster. Evacuation my foot! There's only half an hour left. If we issue a city-wide evacuation notice now, the whole city will be stuck in traffic by the time the meteorite falls.

Instead, we should concentrate our resources on deploying and supporting the combat troops, and preemptively blast those falling rocks into fireworks.

So only the logistics squadron at the headquarters airport was busy waiting for the fighter jets that would be sent up at the last minute to bomb the rocks.

In the dormitory, Samuel was diligently following the instructions, completing his daily task of reviewing the operation manual.

Estend barged in without knocking, panting as Samuel looked on in confusion, "Quick! It's going to rain rocks!"

"Huh?" What does it have to do with him to put down the stone?

"The comet has shattered. If all the meteorites fall on Japan, then we're doomed!"

"Okay." That's it then.

"..."

Samuel tossed the manual aside.

Estend knew he wouldn't understand if he said anything else, so he simply picked up on what he cared about most: "Then I'm finished too, the fourth mission will fail!"

The fourth mission is to protect the Guide. If the meteorite were to plow through Japan, Eistard, with his physique, would certainly be reduced to ashes.

Without Estender giving the order, Samuel transformed into a silver streak and flew away at an incredible speed.

With a worried expression, Sugiyama Mao looked up at the sky and only caught a fleeting glimpse of a blurry light.

"What just passed by?" She blinked. "You must be mistaken..."

Phoenix Nest.

Hibino Mirai has already set off in the Goose Propulsion, while the rest of the GUYS crew are carrying tools and preparing.

Activate the Silver Shark Cannon to welcome the first batch of meteorites.

"Please take this there for me."

"Yes!"

"This should be sent here."

"Please come here for a moment!"

"Oh no, there's absolutely no response!"

"Don't make any noise!"

The base command center was in chaos. There were too many cable interfaces connecting the Silver Shark Cannon, and even with all personnel mobilized, it would still take some time to complete the startup process.

Knowing that going down to help would be of no use, Aide-de-Camp Toriyama decided to stay in the center and give a shout of encouragement.

Hibino Mirai encountered aliens while piloting the Propulsion, and was ordered to prioritize monitoring them, so she had no choice but to follow them back to the ground.

Those two aliens actually landed near Phoenix Nest!

The black-faced alien in armor killed the yellow-faced one. Their battle also broke a Silver Shark Cannon. Hibino Mirai was afraid that he would be provoked to continue destroying the last Silver Shark Cannon, so she hovered the Propulsion in front of him and decided to find out the purpose of the armored alien with the long sword and calm him down first.

Unfortunately, they couldn't see eye to eye. Hibino Mirai was worried about the meteorite, while the alien just challenged the sword to a duel to prove that he was the strongest in the universe.

“Listen to me, Zamsha,” Hibino Mirai advised, “the Earth is facing a great crisis; this is not the place for a duel.”

"So what?" Zamsha thought the man in front of him was really talking too much. Just tell him where the sword is, and stop with the nonsense. He only wanted to challenge opponents who interested him, and the sword was a good opponent with a recently renowned reputation. For this reason, he had traveled all the way to Earth, and even encountered two trashy guys who liked to fight multiple opponents on the comet.

He shattered the comet, but what did the state of the planet matter to him? All he needed to know was that his opponent was here.

So when Hibino Mirai said, "The sword isn't here," he scoffed inwardly.

Trying to fool him? The Vantonians saw the sword here not long ago!

This guy in front of me is really interested in this Earthling weapon? Yeah, they probably plan to use it to destroy the meteorite, right?

"Where is the sword?" Zamsha hovered the blade of his longsword over the last remaining Silver Shark Cannon.

Persuasion failed.

Hibino Mirai raised her left hand, and the aura of Ultraman Mebius appeared on her forearm.

Phoenix Nest Base.

Amakuya Kinomi stared intently at the monitor screen, reporting the time of the meteorite's arrival, while the others climbed up and down to connect the cables.

"Ah!" she suddenly exclaimed, causing everyone present to look at her nervously.

"Samuel has appeared, beneath the first batch of meteorites!"

……

In outer space, Samuel flew to the top of the stratosphere. Looking back from this altitude, Earth appeared especially serene and beautiful.

But Samuel clearly didn't appreciate it; he faced the hurtling meteorite and raised his fists to his chest.

Golden flames circulated around his body, centered on the timer. He held out his right hand and drew a semicircle. Light particles swept towards the meteorite first, using this semicircle as a ring. Then, his right palm and left fist met, and a golden torrent wrapped in black lightning surged from his left forearm, crashing into the meteorite belt from bottom to top.

Samuel turned his body, and the torrent of light followed in a fan shape. A series of explosions surged into the universe along the light stream. When the light stream stopped, the tiny fragments fell into the atmosphere, creating a magnificent meteor shower.

But it wasn't over yet. Samuel remained suspended in the air, while in the distance, a large debris field about 1 kilometer in diameter approached.

"Pelleriti's Light Stream couldn't melt you."

It's possible that this is the core of Comet Oshima, a dense and cool material, which the Pararithi ray flow, having expanded its attack range, failed to eliminate.

Samuel spread his arms, and the timer beam, which was hotter, had a smaller attack range, and stronger penetrating power, struck the meteorite directly, slowing its descent.

The meteorite's back turned a deep red, then quickly turned a blue, symbolizing extremely high temperatures. Immediately afterward, a silver-blue timer beam, tinged with black smoke, pierced through the entire meteorite, which was instantly split in two by the powerful stress.

Samuel stopped the beam of light, opened his palms, and condensed three light blades in each hand, which then plunged into the meteorite. He flipped his hand and clenched his fist, and all six light blades exploded at the same time, blasting the meteorite, which had been broken in two, into an even smaller pile.

What followed was simple: the cutting rays from the crystal in the forehead shattered a row of objects, several explosive light blades cleared the airspace, and any remaining meteors were chased down and smashed with fists. Before long, the meteorite, about 1 kilometer in diameter, turned into a meteor shower.

……

The meteor shower was reflected on the blade, which Zamsha held in his hand, as clear as autumn water.

Not far away, his long-awaited rival was slowly approaching, his back covered in a shower of shooting stars.

"Blue body, you are the sword." Zamsha sheathed his sword, then bent down and gripped the hilt tightly as if drawing a sword.

Hikari ignored Mebius's attempts to stop him, raised his right hand, formed a lightsaber, and faced Zamsha from afar.

Sometimes, the battles between swordsmen can be decided very quickly.

Zamsha had previously severed Mebius's lightsaber, but Hikari severed Zamsha's Star Slash in a single blow.

When Hikari said, "Your sword broke before you even fought me," Zamsha began to take Mebius, whom he had previously considered weak, seriously.

It turns out that his Hoshizakimaru was already... in the previous battle with Mebius.

Driven by his desire to become stronger, he asked a question, only to receive the answer, "Because you fight to protect, you can become very strong."

Zamsha glanced at it again.

Mebius felt that this person was indeed incomprehensible, just as he had been more concerned about whether the Earth would be destroyed by a meteorite.

Zamsha, with his Star Slash, challenges renowned strongmen throughout the universe. His pleasure lies in duels, and his goal is to become stronger. The path of the strong is naturally lonely. He has witnessed countless planets being destroyed and countless lives being taken. Countless enemies have died by his sword, but this is nothing out of the ordinary.