Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Inside the council chamber of Agency S, the atmosphere was so oppressive it was hard to breathe. The remaining elderly men sat together, their brows furrowed, restless, their hands rubbing together, their faces filled with anxiety and unease.

"Something's wrong, something's really wrong," an old man murmured, his voice filled with panic. "I've been feeling uneasy lately, like something terrible is about to happen, and this ominous feeling is getting stronger and stronger."

Another old man frowned, gasped sharply, and said with a tone full of doubt and unease, "Hiss! Why do I have such an ominous feeling? We have already increased manpower and guarded the mechanical Ultraman factory and the storage location for mass-produced EVAs very tightly. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any problems!"

The group was still whispering, trying to suppress their unease, when suddenly a series of hurried footsteps, almost breaking the floorboards, rang out—a staff member, pale-faced, disheveled, and trembling, stumbled into the meeting hall, screaming in a hoarse voice: "Report! The Mechanical Ultraman manufacturing plant has been attacked!!!"

"what?!"

Kirucha sprang from his seat, his sudden movement causing his back to twist violently and he sprained it. He clutched his back tightly, his face instantly turning bright red, a mixture of suppressed pain and extreme rage. He roared, "Damn it!!! The Mechanical Ultraman factory was attacked?! What about the mass-produced EVAs?! How are they doing?!"

The staff member being questioned trembled with fear, lowered his head even further, and moved his lips, but could not utter a single word, leaving only a suppressed silence.

"Speak up!!!" Seeing this, Kirucha's anger intensified. Ignoring the excruciating pain in his waist, he roared at the staff, his panic and ferocity almost overflowing. His ominous premonition was completely confirmed, and a sense of impending doom swept over him.

Seeing the staff members so silent and afraid to speak, Kirucha's heart sank to the bottom. He knew better than anyone else that something bad was about to happen!
After a full ten seconds, the staff member finally mustered all his strength and squeezed out a sentence, his voice barely audible, yet it struck everyone like a thunderclap: "The mass-produced EVAs were torn apart by Balam."

"Grass!"

Kirucha trembled with rage, slamming his fist hard on the council table beside him, instantly cracking the surface. His eyes were filled with despair and resentment. Mass-produced EVAs and mechanical Ultraman were the last bastions of the S Agency, and now they were all destroyed, leaving them powerless to fight back.

Meanwhile, the once peaceful mechanical Ultraman manufacturing factory was now filled with flying metal fragments and the sounds of violent collisions, as the flames of war had spread far and wide.

Asuka's Balam and Misato's Vulcan were moving through the factory as if it were empty, wreaking havoc in their path. Although the mass-produced EVAs had some reason to be arrogant due to their tough shells and powerful firepower, they were facing Balam and Vulcan, who had been personally upgraded by Hikari, and their strength was worlds apart.

The incredibly powerful stats showed the mass-produced EVAs what true cruelty and crushing power meant! Balam flashed forward, instantly appearing in front of a mass-produced EVA. He clenched his powerful fist and, with overwhelming force, slammed it into the head of the mass-produced EVA—with a loud "clang," the metal head of the mass-produced EVA was instantly smashed to pieces, fragments flying everywhere.

On the other side, Varga extended his sharp, blade-like claws and locked them tightly around the torso of another mass-produced EVA. With a sudden burst of strength from his arms, accompanied by a piercing metallic tearing sound, he ripped the mass-produced EVA in half. The scene was shocking and tragic, and every movement demonstrated absolute power suppression.

Inside the core workshop of the machine factory, several enormous mechanical Ultramen stood silently, their unactivated bodies gleaming with a cold metallic sheen. These were "weapons of mass destruction" created by the S Agency at great expense, and also targets coveted by the dark forces. At this moment, before the smoke of battle had even cleared from the workshop, Cui Ming and Saeko Busujima had already begun their operation. The two had a clear division of labor and a well-defined objective, and a campaign to eliminate potential threats and enemies had officially begun.

Holding a high-performance explosive device, Cui Ming's gaze was fixed on the several unactivated giant mechanical Ultraman.

Without the slightest hesitation, he swiftly moved among the mechanical bodies, avoiding the factory's security traps, and precisely located the core energy module of each mechanical Ultraman—the weakest link in the unactivated state. "Since they haven't started yet, I'll completely eliminate any possibility of activation!" Cui Ming muttered to himself, quickly connecting the explosive device in his hand to the mechanical core. The moment he pressed the trigger button, he swiftly retreated to a safe area.

"Boom—Boom—" The continuous explosions were deafening, flames soared into the sky, and thick smoke instantly engulfed the entire workshop. The giant mechanical Ultraman, which had not yet started, did not have time to react before its core module was pierced by the explosion. Its heavy metal body collapsed with a crash, and parts flew everywhere. The once majestic mechanical body was instantly reduced to a pile of irreparable scrap metal.

Without pausing, Cui Ming continued to move throughout the workshop, meticulously inspecting every unactivated machine, leaving no hidden danger unchecked. Each explosion was precise and ruthless, completely eliminating any possibility of the dark forces utilizing these machines. His movements were swift and decisive, each step precisely timed. The explosive device in his hand emitted a constant crackling sound, accompanied by the deafening roar of collapsing machinery, embodying the principle of "destroying hidden dangers" to its fullest extent.

Unlike Choi Myeong, who focused on destroying machinery, Saeko Busujima was currently wielding a long sword, moving through every corner of the factory. Her target wasn't the cold machinery, but the enemies guarding the factory and hindering her operations. Having already activated her Ace Memory, her combat power had soared to its peak; her eyes held no warmth, only a ruthless determination to kill.

The guards inside the factory swarmed forward, brandishing their weapons in an attempt to stop her, but they were no match for her.

"Those who block your way, die!" Saeko Busujima's voice was icy and chilling. Her long sword sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, precisely striking the guards charging at the front. The crisp sound of blades piercing flesh echoed one after another. Her movements were as agile as a ghost. Every swing of her sword was swift and decisive, either striking vital points or severing the enemy's weapons. In the blink of an eye, several guards lay dead in pools of blood.

A guard attempted to ambush her from behind. She dodged to the side and, with a backhand slash, pierced the guard's shoulder. The force was so great that the guard instantly lost the ability to resist and fell heavily to the ground.

The Ace Memory boosted her speed and strength to the extreme. Her steps were light yet carried a deadly pressure. Wherever her long sword passed, enemies fell to the ground. No one could withstand even a single move from her.

Her eyes were icy, her face expressionless, as if the carnage before her was a trivial matter. Every swing of her knife and every dodge was precise and ruthless, completely crushing the enemy's resistance.

Those guards who tried to resist, whether by shooting or fighting in close combat, were easily dealt with by her, her long sword displaying deadly sharpness as she wielded it.

Cui Ming continued his advance through the workshop, the explosions never ceasing. Every giant mechanical Ultraman that wasn't started was completely destroyed, leaving no trace that could be used. Meanwhile, Saeko Busujima cleared out enemies in various areas of the factory, her long sword stained with blood, her steps unwavering, eliminating all guards who hindered her movement.

The two had a clear division of labor and worked together seamlessly. One destroyed potential threats, while the other eliminated the enemy. There was no hesitation; the only thing to do was to kill! (End of Chapter)