Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

"Senior, should we use the Ice Axe to intercept it?" Cui Ming asked Moroboshi Dan beside him, his eyes fixed on the green dot on the screen.

Dan Moroboshi shook his head, the ice axe in his hand gleaming with a cold silver light: "Wait a little longer. Let's corner her first, let her experience what it's like to be chased and beaten. Anyone who dares to hurt children needs to know what despair is. And those children still need to be rescued."

By this time, Kiranbo was already out of breath. Her energy consumption in her priestess form was extremely high, and the continuous explosions had noticeably slowed her down. The shells behind her were getting closer and closer, and the shockwaves from the explosions made her body sway constantly. Her cloak was already riddled with holes, and the crystal on her face was beginning to flicker erratically—she knew that if this continued, she would eventually be hit by a shell.

"Humans...you just wait!" Kiranbo gritted her teeth, a fierce glint in her eyes. She suddenly turned around, and the crystal on her face erupted with a blinding purple light, shooting a thick ray towards her pursuers. But just as she fired the ray, she saw the "Ultraman Puppet" not far away suddenly raise an energy shield, forcefully blocking her attack, while more projectiles were accelerating towards her.

Kiranbo's heart sank completely—she finally realized that she was truly doomed this time, and faced with this group of "crazy" humans, she didn't even have a chance to escape.

Kiranbo was relentlessly pursued by the cannon fire, barely having a chance to catch her breath. Her cloak in her witch form was already blackened by gunpowder, and the crystal on her face had dimmed slightly due to energy depletion. With her pursuers drawing ever closer and the spatial jammer locking down her teleportation ability, she finally realized that unless she used her last trump card, she was doomed to die today.

"Damn it!!!" Kieranbo let out a shrill roar, raising her hands high above her head. Pale purple energy erupted from her body, shooting straight into the sky. The next second, the previously empty night sky suddenly distorted, as if torn open by an invisible hand, and a strange spaceship shaped like a giant pumpkin slowly appeared—it was her mobile base, and also her "dream graveyard" where she hid the children whose dreams had been stolen.

As soon as the base appeared, it fired several energy beams towards the ground in an attempt to cover Kiranbo's retreat. Cui Ming and his team quickly took cover, and the rhythm of the shelling was temporarily disrupted.

"Alright! Go rescue them!" Dan Moroboshi suddenly spoke, his eyes fixed on Kiranbo, who was flying towards the base. His tone was resolute. "This guy... is mine!" The compressed ice axe in his hand had already been unfolded. The silver axe blade gleamed coldly in the night, and he exuded a faint sense of pressure that belonged to an Ultra Warrior.

Cui Ming immediately understood and replied without hesitation, "Yes, senior! We will rescue the child as soon as possible. Please be careful!" After saying that, he immediately ordered into the communicator, "Everyone, follow me! Target: Kiranbo's mobile base. Prioritize rescuing the trapped child. Be vigilant about the base's defense system!"

The team members nodded and followed Cui Ming towards the pumpkin base without hesitation. Not one of them looked back at Moroboshi Dan—not because they weren't worried, but because they all knew that what Moroboshi Dan was going to do was beyond their control.

After all, almost everyone in the entire EDF base knew that Dan Moroboshi was Ultraman Seven. But everyone tacitly kept this secret, pretending they knew nothing. Just like now, everyone knew exactly what Dan Moroboshi was going to do next, but no one asked a question, and no one tried to stay and help—they knew that only the transformed Seven could ensure success against an extradimensional being like Kiranbo, and all they could do was to do their own thing and not cause Dan Moroboshi any trouble. After Cui Ming and his team completely disappeared from the base entrance, Dan Moroboshi slowly raised his hand and took out the red Ultra Glasses from his pocket.

The night breeze brushed against the hem of his clothes. The smoke from the gunpowder had not yet dissipated, and the air still carried the acrid smell of exploding shells. This, combined with the eerie energy emanating from the Kiranb base, added to the somber atmosphere.

"ju!!!!!"

A clear and powerful shout pierced the night sky as Dan Moroboshi swiftly put on his Ultra Glasses. Instantly, a dazzling red light burst forth from the glasses, like the rising sun dispelling the surrounding darkness. The red light enveloped his body, his muscles bulging in the light, his figure rapidly growing taller, his blue bodysuit with red patterns gradually becoming visible, and his silver armor gleaming coldly in the moonlight—Ultraman Seven has arrived!
Upon closer inspection, Seven's demeanor was drastically different from usual: the red aura surrounding him was much stronger, even carrying a hint of heat, and the beam lights in his eyes flashed with a sharp red light. Gone was his usual calm and composed demeanor; instead, he exuded an almost uncontrollable rage. It was a visible "red heat"—clearly, Kiranbo's actions against the child had completely ignited the fury within Seven.

After all, in Seven's heart, children are the future of the world and the ones who need the most protection. Kiranbo not only lured children with candy but also sucked away their dreams, throwing them into the cold "dream graveyard," turning innocent children into soulless dolls. In Seven's eyes, this behavior was no different from that of an animal and that the child did not deserve to live in this world.

Seven slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on Kiranbo, who was struggling to climb up from the base's outer shell. The energy fluctuations around him grew stronger and stronger, as if even the surrounding air was ignited. He gripped the ice axe tightly, the silver blade tinged with a faint red under the red light, as if ready to cleave everything in its path at any moment.

Kieranbo, leaning against the outer shell of the base, barely managed to stand, her gaze fixed on Seven before her, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. As an extradimensional being who had lived for an unknown amount of time, she had naturally heard of Ultraman Seven's name—one of the representatives of the Showa era Ultra Warriors, powerful, calm, and having resolved countless threats from aliens and extradimensional beings.

But the Seven in front of her was completely different from what she had heard.

There was no calm confrontation, no unnecessary warnings, only an almost overflowing killing intent—the burning red light around him, the sharp, knife-like eyes, the white knuckles when gripping the ice axe, every detail told Kiranbo: this Seven really wanted to kill her.

"Damn it, are you Ultramen really that bloodthirsty?!" Kiranbo cursed inwardly, her voice trembling. She had seen many Ultramen; some liked to persuade them to surrender, others would leave their enemies a chance to survive. But this one only had "destruction" in his eyes, as if she weren't an alien, but a piece of trash that had to be utterly crushed. (End of Chapter)