Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

Meanwhile, after disposing of the captured guidance equipment, Samuel returned and began dismantling the unmanned spacecraft hovering everywhere.

The meeting room expressed dissatisfaction with the actions of the GUYS combat department. Some were annoyed that the weapons they had developed had hit the "great Mefilas aliens," and some even announced that they would stop developing the weapons until the combat department provided an explanation.

The heated discussion took place in the sky above the city, where the Mefilas alien spaceship had been destroyed and was now stuck.

Samuel punched through the spaceship amid protests from the Earthlings, crumpling it into a ball with a creaking sound. He then carried the other objects that had also turned into iron balls and flew to the gate of the GUYS Research Institute.

Here, the material is good and can be used.

The researchers gathered by the window were speechless.

Just moments ago, they were waving their arms in a fit of rage, but after the spaceship was destroyed, they finally regained their composure.

Halfway through my rambling, incoherent speech, I suddenly realized the utter nonsense I was spouting and a wave of shame washed over me. This shame involuntarily reminded me of the embarrassing situation of being caught wetting the bed as a child.

The researcher rubbed his head, which was now covered in downy hair, and awkwardly shut his mouth.

The alien Mefilas lost his bet because of the bond between the GUYS members and Hibino Mirai. He couldn't help but take action and encountered the First Generation again.

The former nemesis easily blocked and dispersed his beam of light.

Meanwhile, the globally deployed toys were destroyed by Samuel, bringing the upside-down world game to an end.

But he'd had his fill of fun, and left the rest to the ambitious Yapool.

If you lose a bet, you should leave; the Mefilas aliens have always been willing to accept defeat.

As for the spaceship that was crumpled into a ball by some guy...

The Mefilas alien glanced at the First Generation, who was watching him leave.

The timer was blindingly blue.

Sigh, never mind.

Keeping a souvenir occasionally is not a big deal.

Chapter 90 I'll Fight to the End

As the Mefilas aliens' spaceship was shot down, the people whose understanding had been overturned regained their memories.

The manufacturer, who had received countless orders for monster plushies, was stunned by the constant stream of order cancellation requests, unsure whether to be happy or to hug his knees and sob.

Mao Sugiyama treasured the Ultraman Mebius body pillow and returned it to her dorm, while countless other netizens... beat their chests in regret over the posts they had deleted.

At the same time, GUYS began to deploy the Asian brainwave recognition and detection equipment in full swing.

Kawashima Wataru slowly awoke, and in his dazed state, he just remembered that he was supposed to strangle the consciousness of that Earthling when he heard a voice saying "Wavelength sampling complete," followed by a familiar touch and a "sizzling" sound, as well as the faint smell of meat...

Earth's food?

Estend held up the electrodes: "Okay, now collect mine. Multiple individual samples reduce the chance of omissions."

……

The Centaurus trine system.

Yabo people's forward base.

A blood-red crack, like a mirror shattering, appeared in the air. The Yabo people, who were busy moving around in the command hall, immediately stopped in their tracks, stood up straight, and bowed slightly in the direction of the crack with utmost respect.

The enormous pupil of the "aggregate of resentment" appeared from the center.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I watched a truly boring drama." The voice of the resentful aggregate was louder than...

It's quite unique, like many people's voices being blended together and resonating in the control room, like a broken organ in a church.

“The Mefilas aliens were defeated by laughable humans, and Grozam and Desrem…” His oppressive eyes turned to the bowing Fant: “Your students and works have betrayed the Yapool, the Seventh Research Institute.”

Fang Te suddenly looked up, but his face did not show the surprise one would expect upon hearing unexpected news. Instead, his expression was gloomy, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

“You’re not surprised, it seems you already had a guess,” the aggregate of resentment said. “In that case, your power will only consist of the regular monsters. Hand them over to the Fourth Research Institute for command, and I will allow you to set off with the first team.”

"They are the main force of the attack; your task is to clean house."

“Yes,” Fang bowed again, then raised his head: “Since Estend has betrayed us, the installation of the guidance equipment in Sindzmos can no longer continue.”

The aggregate of resentment chuckled softly: "Intelligent races never just draft one plan. Why do you think I had you working with the Fourth Research Institute?"

"Don't give them a chance to breathe! I will launch the final offensive early to clear the way for His Majesty!"

……

Earth.

Kaoru Yamashita is distressed by her boyfriend's disappearance. She hasn't been able to reach him by phone for several days, and with the recent spate of monster news, she suspects that Wataru Kawashima might be in some kind of danger.

She quickly scrolled through her contacts, stopping her finger in front of one name.

A few minutes later, Yamashita Rikuto received a phone call he never thought he would receive in his life—from his sister, with whom he had no contact for the rest of his life.

"Waru Kawashima, you know him, right? Where is he now?" The older sister didn't mention the past at all, asking rapidly as soon as the call connected. It was as if if she spoke slowly, the conversation would be dragged back into that strange, unresolved childhood issue.

Since his sister was unwilling to talk about it, Yamashita Rikuto naturally didn't bring it up either, and just replied like an ordinary colleague, "Kawashima is sick and hospitalized, and the captain arranged for his leave."

Which hospital is it?

"...They said it was a rare disease, so visits were not allowed. The captain said that even if you went, you wouldn't be able to get into the isolation area."

"Is that so? Is there any good news? Like he'll be out soon or something?"

Her response was a long silence.

She clutched the leave slip approved by her supervisor in her hand, intending to exchange a few casual pleasantries and hang up, but was forced to move the phone away by the sudden crackling noise from the receiver.

Rikuto Yamashita did the same thing. He thought it was a bad signal, but then he saw that the TV hanging in the lounge above his head, which was playing the news, was also showing static.

The pink novel webpage in front of Keita Kobayashi turned into a blurry mess of color blocks.

Pedestrians on the street all looked at the distorted advertising screen.

They didn't have to wait long before the screen, which had turned into static, went black. When it lit up again, all that remained was a blood-red void.

"Hello, humans on Earth, you can call me the Yapo people."

"I will be visiting Earth soon. To avoid unnecessary trouble, please listen patiently."

Like Grozam, the extradimensional ruler prefers to declare war on his prey before attacking. Like the Mefilas aliens, he prefers polite formalities before taking action, rather than brute force.

"Gaining the attention of His Majesty the Dark Emperor is an honor for a lowly civilization, but unfortunately, you seem to prefer to embrace the Kingdom of Light..." The aggregate of resentment squinted its green eyes: "Before His Majesty arrives, I am willing to offer you one chance."

"Surrender and accept the Emperor's protection, or die and become an insignificant speck of dust in the universe."

"Make your choice before my spaceship arrives."

……

"To hell with your choice!" Keigo Yamamuro, who rarely lost his temper, slammed his marker heavily on the table and said to his subordinates, who were startled by his outburst, "Now, immediately, share the brainwave sample data of the Yapool people that we collected with the global GUYS branches!"

"Chief Engineer Yamamuro, shouldn't we get the director's authorization first for this kind of thing..." Hosokawa Takumi said, enduring his unfriendly gaze.

"When is approval required for sharing results within the GUYS Research Institute?" Keigo Yamamuro tapped the table with his fingernail. "The director will only be more furious than I am about this kind of 'multiple-choice question'."

Through his thick glasses, Keigo Yamamuro surveyed the elites at the forefront of human scientific research: "Choosing to surrender, regardless of whether they would accept it, the best outcome would be for humanity to become utterly subservient to aliens, or, to put it bluntly, 'slaves'."

"I don't care what the outside world says, at least none of you here should have the idea of ​​bowing down to aliens in exchange for survival!"

"The Earth Defense Force was not founded to make us surrender. Once you join this team, you must take responsibility and give back to the next generation!"

The room was completely silent. Everyone unconsciously straightened their posture, sat upright, and focused their attention on him.

"Arai, you're in charge of sharing the research results. We can't control what the other GUYS branches do. As for the Japanese branch, dig out all the rats that are possessing humans and dismantle that Sindzmos guidance device. They want to choose, and that's our choice!"

"Yes!" The woman with long, chestnut-brown curly hair, Arai Aoi, stood up.

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"Hosokawa, go and check the maintenance status of the Type III Silver Shark Cannons and the Land-based Specium Missiles. The Yapools have declared war on us; it's time to bring these things out."

Hosokawa Takumi went out without stopping.

"Hojo, confirm the status of the monster-inducing sonic devices in various locations. If any parts are needed, request them directly from logistics. Report back and we'll replenish them after the operation is over! They will be our main force in the fight against Yapool."

"learn."

"Mifune, you're in charge of the interdimensional region limiter. Also, contact the GUYS space base; they need to practice with it thoroughly."

Aiba.

"Yes?"

"Go and verify the stability of the artificial monsters. Also, convey our resolve to the operations department—in the face of danger, as long as their fighting spirit remains, the research institute will stand by them to the very end!"

Chapter Ninety-One: An Eternal Wish

"Director, four of our personnel sent to Earth have gone missing."

The Centaurus Triad system presents a bustling scene at the Yapool's forward base.

"Gromes doesn't like bright places, so place it in compartment number three!" The massive hull slowly rose from the bottom, and a shadow, its true form obscured by black mist, was furiously scratching at the hull wall with its claws. Only after leaving the direct sunlight did it calm down slightly.

"Huh? Subotanda and Bemstar are still resting? Wake them up! You want us to send some sleepy guy to Earth as meat?"

"Ordinary monsters can be sent up quickly. There's no need to be so careful with anything that isn't Kataslow's cutting-edge product. Mass-produced goods aren't that precious!"

The person in the center of the command circled back and forth, spinning like a top, and it took him a while to realize what the operative next to him had said.

"...Hmm, you said that four of the people we sent to Earth have gone missing?"