Ultraman: I am really just a human.

Chapter 479 The Holy Sword of Wind

After losing the White Sword, Sudo Mei no longer had the confidence to face Yuri, and even suspected that Yuri's erasure of the editor-in-chief's memory was fake, and that his real purpose was to take the opportunity to take revenge on her.

What? The sword of light, the holy sword of justice?

That's too vengeful.

"Stop him, Mei!" Shirai Yuki grabbed Sudo Mei's shoulder anxiously. "I'll give you a bonus this month!"

"Sister Xue..."

Mei Sudo forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and just as she was about to say something, the Detection Book suddenly flashed with a bright light.

"It's reacting again!"

"What was the reaction?"

Shirai Yuki looked bewildered and before she could ask anything, she saw Mei and the others rush out of the conference room. Even Yuri seemed to have completely forgotten to erase her memory.

"Something really did happen in this world? Is it related to that sword from before?"

"Whoosh!"

Outside the publishing house building, Xia Chuan seemed to have entered another world. The surrounding space seemed to be collapsing as if it were the end of the world, and it was continuously being eroded by malicious energy. However, as the sword spun at high speed, a brilliance no weaker than the malicious energy burst forth, and the space returned to normal in an instant.

The tentative, indirect collision allowed him to gain a better understanding of Ark's current state.

Because the Lord of Truth himself possesses a portion of the power of the Book of Omnipotence, he was far stronger than him from the start.

Fortunately, he also replicated the power of the Sword of Light, and his use of it even surpassed that of the Sword of Light itself.

Ark absolutely did not want to experience this powerful purifying force himself, so even after being discovered, he remained hidden inside the tortoise shell at the Antarctic base.

"It all comes down to who can take the first crucial step."

After a brief moment of airborne flight, Natsukawa aimed at the main characters who had run out of the publishing house from the ground, and transformed back into a streak of light, shooting towards Sudo Mei.

"Clang!"

"what!"

Mei Sudo, the one in question, was startled and caught the white sword almost with her eyes closed.

Yuri, standing nearby, was also startled and broke out in a cold sweat, taking several steps back before he could react.

No, why would he be afraid of a sword?

He himself is a holy sword.

The white sword merely copied his power; why should the genuine article fear the imposter?

Yuri wiped away his sweat, raised his neck, and faced the white sword again, which was being happily hugged by Sudo Mei.

The reason I avoided it before was simply because I was worried about breaking the seal on this sword and being afraid that it would release some terrible monster like it did a thousand years ago.

Now that even their power has been copied, what is there to worry about?

Anyway, that's how it is.

"Little Swordsman is back!" Sudo Mei nuzzled against the white sword, her face beaming with happiness. "I really was the chosen one!"

"Buzz!"

Xia Chuan felt a chill run down his spine, and the white sword trembled slightly.

He decided that he would not reveal his identity in this world for the time being, and would borrow Sudo Mei's body for the time being, and then see if he could find a different swordsman later.

"Alright, hurry up!"

Yuri frowned and walked past Mei, who was acting crazy again. He stopped thinking about the white sword and focused all his thoughts on the upcoming battle.

A thousand years later, he has a general understanding of the thoughts of modern swordsmen.

Humans are considered part of the world.

Protecting humanity is protecting the world; the world exists only because of humanity...

"What an interesting idea! Touma, let me see for myself this time what you mean by 'protecting the world'!"

"good!"

Fei Yu's heart was filled with fervor.

Compared to the white sword whose origins are unknown, he would much rather gain the approval of this swordsman from a thousand years ago.

"Wait for me!"

Mei Sudo followed behind the two, panting, the distance between them growing ever wider.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, her body was indeed too ordinary, and even Fei Yuzhen, a former novelist, had left her far behind.

There was nothing she could do; she had never imagined she would become a swordsman.

"wait……"

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a young warrior emerged from around the corner, carrying the twin wind swords "Suifeng" that resembled ninja tools. After coldly glancing at the fleeing Touma, he turned to face the frozen Sudo Mei.

The Wind Swordsman, Ren Hidō, is said to be a fan of the Little Thunder Swordsman, Hiyōma.

His personality wasn't very likable to begin with; he always looked down on others and believed that strength equals justice.

Previously, he was particularly hostile towards Touma, constantly referring to him as a "minor character."

Things aren't much better now, especially since the Thunder Swordsman's personality has become increasingly extreme after the Dark Sword disappeared.

When the Southern Base regarded Fei Yuzhen as a traitor, this guy was the one who struck the hardest.

"call!"

Mei Sudo's legs trembled as she tried to call for help, only to find that Touma had already disappeared.

It's over.

How do you fight a swordsman?

"Clang!"

The Wind Swordsman separated his twin wind swords and opened his fantasy ninja book, "Sarutobi Ninja Tale," embedding it into the transformation module.

She didn't pursue Touma; it seems her initial target was Sudo Mei.

"Hand it over."

The Wind Swordsman didn't take Mei seriously, and didn't even try to transform. He simply pointed one of his twin swords at her.

"My task is simply to retrieve that sword; it's not something you can possess!"

"Sword Sword has nothing to do with you guys, right?"

Mei Sudo was still scared, but instead of letting go of Shiroken, she hugged him even tighter.

"It shouldn't be yours..."

The Wind Swordsman frowned impatiently, said nothing more, and drew his sword to charge at Sudo Mei.

He's just an ordinary person; you can just snatch the sword from him.

It doesn't take much effort...

"Clang!"

Mei Sudo was so frightened that she couldn't move. She closed her eyes in fear just before the sword was close, but the white sword in her hand still moved forward on its own. The energy of their energies clashed, and the wind swordsman was forced back as soon as he got close.

"really!"

The Wind Swordsman landed with a backflip, his eyes filled with caution instead of disdain.

"As expected of a demonic sword, it actually possesses self-awareness!"

"A demonic sword?"

Mei Sudo snapped out of her daze, breathed a long sigh of relief, excitedly raised her white sword, and struck a swordsman's pose in a very professional manner.

"Sword Sword is not a demonic sword!"

"What sword?"

The Wind Swordsman's brows furrowed even more; how could he feel such immense pressure even without clashing with the white sword?

This reminded him of the Dark Sword from before.

The Dark Sword, the counterpart to the Sword of Light, made its wielder, Daichi Kamijou, almost the strongest swordsman. Even Kento, the swordsman of lightning, died at the hands of the Dark Sword.

Yes, even disregarding other factors, the mere fact that it replicated the power of the Sword of Light is enough to send chills down one's spine.

This power is far greater than that of an ordinary holy sword.

"Since that's the case..."

"Transform!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the Wind Swordsman immediately turned his twin swords around.

Unlike other swordsmen, the Wind Swordsman's transformation device is not a belt, but one of his twin swords, the other of which houses the power of "wind," thus gaining even greater power.

"call!"

A powerful gust of wind swept through the street, and the armored Wind Swordsman charged out once more, like a ninja using Wind Release techniques, with high speed and high energy, increasing his combat power exponentially.

After all, he was a swordsman representing justice, so he didn't unleash his ultimate attack, but instead tried to seize the white sword from Sudo Mei's hand through physical combat.

wind.

Xia Chuan calmly sensed the wind swordsman who left afterimages, and with his sword, he struck first and accurately broke through the wind energy flow attack.

"What?"

The Wind Swordsman was completely unable to catch the movement of the white sword. At the moment the blades clashed, he felt a violent shock in his heart, as if something had been taken away from him.

The power of the Holy Sword of Wind, the Twin Swords of Wind "Emerald Wind," was also replicated.

No, it's not just a simple copy!

"Bang!"

Rolling to avoid the wind blade energy of the white sword's counterattack, the Wind Knight trembled and picked up the unresponsive wind sword in disbelief.

"You bastard, you actually stole Cui Feng's power!!"

(End of this chapter)