Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

"Zamsha!"

Zamsha precisely cleaved through Runatic's bomb, then habitually shook the blade: "Luckily, we're not too late."

"Mebius, this time, I would like to ask you seriously—what is the power of protection?"

Chapter 101 The Road to Redemption

"Chief! Urgent report from the Tri-Star Forward Base!"

"Seven, Ace, Taro, Leo... The guys from the Land of Light are gathering their forces to attack the base! The main body of the base in the alternate dimension is surrounded! Our reinforcements can't keep up!"

"Is this the time to worry about that?!"

Fang Te turned his neck and roared at the reckless subordinate who had barged in, watching helplessly as the subordinate rushed in without realizing it, and was then pushed to his side by the violent heat, crashing into the metal wall with a "thud".

Why is there a violent heat flow inside the spacecraft?

Perhaps Estend can give them the answer.

"You forgot? My access badge is broken, but the terminal is still working, enough for me to intervene in the spaceship and open the engine room hatch."

The traitor he had trampled under his own feet said this.

Then came a deafening "bang," followed by screams and crashes. Estend not only opened the hatch but also commanded the power core to operate at full speed, causing a storm of heat to surge out from the narrow opening of the hatch.

He was pushed against the wall without even realizing it, and Estend got up and punched him in the head in return.

He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, followed by a strong pulling sensation on his neck. When he shook his head to regain his vision, the traitor had already struggled against the heat to the center of the control room—clung to his access badge!

"Stop him!" the enraged director ordered.

The subordinate, whose body was being crushed by the heat, shakily raised his beam gun. Several others did the same, their eyes fixed on the figure struggling against the wind pressure toward the engine room hatch.

Several beams of light sliced ​​through the storm like scorching knives cutting through butter, easily piercing the opponent's body. Small portions of the shards of light touched the skin, instantly carbonizing it. The figure stubbornly crawled two steps before collapsing to the ground, trembling.

"What happened?" It was Omarment's communication. He was crouching beside Samuel's repair pod, the entire spaceship was shaking abnormally, and he had to hold onto the pod to maintain his balance.

If he could, he wouldn't want to get so close to the repair pod. Their "assets" seemed to have entered a period of strong rebellion. Even with the restraint rings raised, he could still hear the roars inside and feel the pod vibrating through the thickened bulkhead.

Without restraint rings, the guy inside could probably smash the hull, grab his head, and twist his spine into a pretzel.

He granted permission to rapidly multiply the "combat support system" on Samuel's body. After opening the communication and seeing the scene in the control room, he immediately intervened in the power core, interrupting its acceleration reaction process.

Fang Te finally felt the heat hitting his body begin to slow down and disappear.

From an external perspective, the brightness of the disc, which had suddenly turned into a "moon" shape, decreased, and it returned to its original appearance of emitting a faint glow.

After the Vantonians' spaceship intervened in the battlefield, it first helped the Loader take down the monster that was entangled with them. When they discovered that the Vantonians' spaceship was exhibiting such abnormal behavior, they naturally would not let the opportunity pass.

Just as Fang Te regained his balance and was about to go forward to check on the traitor, he suddenly felt the floor tilt beneath his feet and involuntarily fell to the ground.

The Vantonians attacked their ship, their beams blasting apart a power room. The core did stop blowing hot air, but the ship lost its balance and hovered precariously in mid-air.

"Don't attack suddenly!" Sadaharu Ikaruga, piloting the Loader, was terrified at the sight. "Some people have been captured and taken into the ship. If we attack rashly, we're all doomed!"

"Huh?" The Vanton alien withdrew his hand, which had almost pressed the launch button again, muttered "headache," and decided to unleash his energy on the screaming monster.

The Yapool's spaceship was quite alert. After a short delay, it opened the interdimensional portal directly. Before the portal could fully open, the entire spaceship squeezed inside. In the rush, Ikaruga Sadaharu could even hear the "creaking" sound of the spaceship's outer shell being squeezed and twisted.

Fang finally had time to check on the traitor. He walked over and saw Estend lying face down on the ground, with charred flesh and blood stuck to his clothes where he had been shot by the laser gun.

Omarment had already rushed back to the control room and stood silently beside him.

"How could my students have turned out like this?" Fang Te couldn't understand.

When Estend first joined the research institute, he was awkward and obedient. Although he soon discovered that Estend had a habit of daydreaming and slacking off, it was not a big deal. He was willing to teach him carefully so that the only descendant of Sertia could inherit the wisdom of his ancestors and get rid of the shame brought by the "otherness" of the Yapo people.

He carefully examined the face of his former student. Really, he still looked like an Earthling. Just how much did he love this rural planet?

His face was covered in bruises and welts, the result of his beating; he looked disheveled and gruesome. His eyes were tightly closed, and his chest rose and fell slightly.

...Wait, he's breathing! He's still breathing?!

The person who should have died suddenly opened their eyes!

He ignored Fangte and lunged at Omarment, who was standing there dumbfounded!

The same action was used: a punch to the head, stunning the person, followed by a skillful tug on the access badge hanging around the neck.

Omarment pushed him away, and the chain holding the nameplate snapped. Font heard Estend's soft laughter, and the buzzing of a laser gun.

The feeling of his internal organs being burned was awful. Estend struggled to stay conscious and bit down on what was hidden in his mouth—a capsule of medication that Samuel had taken from "Wasuka Kawashima".

He was afraid of dying, so before boarding the spaceship, he swallowed all the drugs, thinking that if he was killed, he could at least keep his life, and if he could leave a whole body, he might be able to survive.

Now it's in effect, isn't it?

Sensing external pressure, the tiny injection needle sprang out and pierced the mucous membrane. His cheek felt a little sore, but the weakness quickly dissipated. He didn't know if he was experiencing a forced "last gasp" triggered by the medication or if he was rapidly recovering.

With each step, it felt like peeling off a layer of skin. He could even hear a "crunching" sound inside his body, the sound of carbonized flesh rubbing against the normal, fresh parts.

He crushed all the medicine and felt incredibly strong.

Fang was pushed far away by his arm. The light shone on his arm, which should have burned through it, but only scorched a hole. The speed of recovery far exceeded the speed of the damage to the body. In a short while, the body was rapidly repaired under the influence of the drug.

Omarment was kicked hard and tumbled to the ground along with two unprepared operators. He got up and gagged twice, a faint taste of blood rising in his throat. He looked up and saw that the other Yapool had already raised their beam guns again without hesitation.

The dazzling light from the gun's charging barrel reflected on my retina like a glittering star in a desolate universe. The light wove a giant net, with Estend at its center, inescapable.

"Ouch..." Bathed in the stream of light, Estend even had a moment to think of Samuel, who would recklessly charge into the enemy's light without thinking.

He directed his hand to lift it up quickly, where the flesh was rapidly carbonizing and growing, the granulation tissue and the charred surface intertwined indistinguishably.

The once nimble fingers were now stiff as withered branches, tightly clutching two metal plates. Light briefly pierced a hole in the back of the hand, blurring the fine, regularly arranged details on the metal plates into a jumbled mess.

But Estend still felt it wasn't enough, so he worked hard on his unresponsive joints and threw it with all his might.

Two small, now blackened objects traced an arc as they passed through the still-open engine room door, struck the opposite bulkhead with a "ding," and then bounced into the pulsating, scorching "ocean" below.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The Yapo people heard that the thing enveloped in the stream of light was still laughing.

They increased their energy output, and the vaguely human-shaped thing inside started shouting loudly, like a devout believer chanting hymns.

……

The Yabo man guarding the repair pod was completely blank in the mind.

After Omarment ordered the "Combat Support System" to multiply, there was a brief moment of silence inside, but soon the roars of beasts echoed again.

He could clearly hear the screeching sound of the bulkhead being scraped, and he could clearly see the bulkhead bulging, the restraint rings creaking under the strain, and the monster inside punching small mounds into the bulkhead.

He looked at the infusion pump in vain, the mechanical sound reminding him that the sedative had been injected.

"Crack!"

A wisp of silver flame burst through the metal wall.

His heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly, which made him open his mouth but unable to utter a sound.

Black, lifelike cables surged from the cracks, and a sticky mixture of maintenance fluid and blood flowed along them, quickly reaching his feet.

A hand burning with silver flames reached out from the gap and tore a hole little by little.

The black cable tried to climb up, but was vaporized by the silver flames the moment it made contact.

They pried open the gap, melted through the cable, and stepped into the "blood pool."

The Guardian had never faced such a situation before. Apart from the Space Police of the Land of Light, had there ever been an enemy who could reach him and threaten his life?

Now, an out-of-control beast stood before him, the stench of blood filling his nostrils, and all his efforts were in vain.

A person of light walks among filth, yet the filth cannot approach him or destroy his will.

He turned to run, but after only two steps, he was stopped by the ground...

Slippery mucus.

Silver flames drifted down before his eyes, and he looked in horror at the now-ruined repair pod.

The "monster" has appeared.

Silver flames coalesced into a giant phantom on his body, and the Yapool could barely make out that he still looked like that obnoxious Earthling.

With a hole in his chest, his heart was beating vividly inside, and he could even see the unhealed white bones beside him.

You are free!

The humanoid figure in the control room laughed loudly amidst the stream of light.

From this day forward, no one can command you, no one can control you!

Your actions are entirely according to your will! Your thoughts are entirely according to your desires!

[Light...you are free!]

The final authorization plaque fell into the power furnace and melted into slag at the extremely high temperature at the core.

The expressions of the Yabo people were frozen in anger, fear, or bewilderment.

They were either holding light guns, pointing at the scrolling numbers on the screen, poised to pounce on the traitors, or waving their arms and shouting something desperately.

The next moment.

The silvery light enveloped everything.

……