Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Sabotander vanished before even reaching Earth. The plasma beam blasted its massive body to smithereens, leaving only scattered fragments in space. Cui Ming stood before the observation platform, watching this scene on the monitor screen, a satisfied smile on his face. "Excellent! Very excellent!"

Cui Ming was now extremely satisfied with the power of the satellite defense cannon. Its power completely met his expectations, even exceeding his imagination; the ease with which Sabotander was dealt with was truly gratifying.

"And then..." Cui Ming's gaze shifted, turning towards Belokorn. Belokorn, currently flying slowly through space, seemed to sense something and abruptly stopped. A tremendous wave of malice swept over it from afar, causing it to shiver involuntarily. Belokorn inwardly groaned; it clearly felt Cui Ming's gaze upon it. That chilling malice seemed capable of freezing its soul; even from a distance, it made it feel uneasy—it was truly terrifying.

"Waaaaah, why did this happen?" Belaukun wailed inwardly, filled with resentment towards the modified Yapool. "You stupid modified Yapool! You resurrected me, but at least strengthen me! That Storm One on the other side is getting more and more inhuman!" It recalled its previous clash with Triumph, and fear overwhelmed it like a tidal wave. Back then, Triumph didn't have weapons as powerful as it does now, yet it still suffered greatly. Now, Triumph's strength is not only increasingly unfathomable, but it's also equipped with such a terrifying satellite defense cannon. How can it possibly contend with it?

Belaukun's body trembled slightly, and the crimson protrusions on its body dimmed somewhat. Those devices that once launched powerful missiles now held no power in its heart. It tried to adjust its flight path, attempting to escape this airspace and escape the deadly threat posed by Cui Ming. But as soon as it turned, it found a blinding light locked onto it; the satellite defense cannon was once again aimed at it. Belaukun closed its eyes in despair, knowing that it was likely doomed, and that what awaited it might be the same tragic fate as Sabotander.

While the modified Bemonstein was escaping, he took a moment to glance at the Sabotand behind him who was hit by a plasma cannon and was turning into a wreckage, and then at the trembling Beloukern beside him, feeling full of confusion. Its huge eyes flashed with doubt, and it thought to itself: No, are you so scared? Isn’t it just a human being? Although I was beaten quite badly just now, but so what, I'm not afraid! My powerful recovery ability, as long as you give me some time, I can continue to rampage in the universe and eat as much as I want after recovery, at least that's what Transformer Bemonstein thinks.

However, Belokorn didn't see it that way. At this moment, it only felt a chilling, immense malice, like a surging undercurrent, relentlessly assailing it from the distant direction of Earth. Belokorn couldn't help but shudder, its body trembling even more violently. On Earth, an entity that seemed to control life and death appeared to be watching it intently. Belokorn knew this feeling all too well! It roared desperately in its heart: Damn it... Storm One! That bastard is waiting for me, damn it, I'm terrified!
Bellok's memories were instantly pulled back to his previous encounter with Trevor. Back then, Trevor was no human! It nimbly maneuvered within Bellok's attack range, using its superb piloting skills and keen combat instincts to precisely strike its vitals time and again. Bellok's prized missile gills seemed useless against Trevor; its missiles were either skillfully evaded or intercepted by the Yukikaze's powerful firepower. Ultimately, Bellok suffered a crushing defeat at Trevor's hands, the sense of powerlessness and fear still deeply etched into its soul. Now, Trevor's strength had increased even further, and it was equipped with such a terrifying satellite defense cannon. Bellok couldn't imagine what chance it had of winning.

Meanwhile, the modified Bemstar, while fleeing through space, was mentally planning its recovery. It intended to find a secluded planet to quietly heal its injuries, absorbing the planet's energy resources to return to its peak condition as quickly as possible. It firmly believed that once it regained its strength, it could challenge Cui Ming again and avenge its previous defeat.

However, they were completely unaware that the fear Bellaukorn felt might not be unfounded; a greater crisis, like the clouds before a storm, was quietly looming over him.

"Modified Bemstein! Belauchen! Stop wasting time! Go!" The sharp and urgent voice of the modified Yapool exploded in the consciousness of modified Bemstein and Belauchen through a special communication channel.

After a brief silence, the rage within the modified Bemstar ignited instantly. It roared inwardly, desperately wanting to break through the communication link and deliver a devastating blow to the modified Yapool. It was filled with disbelief, cursing inwardly: What the hell was they thinking?! Could I possibly beat that thing?! Could I possibly beat it?! Damn it! You really dare to dream like that! I'm injured right now, okay?! Look at my battered body, the huge gash in my abdomen is constantly draining energy, even flying is so difficult, how could I possibly have the strength to fight that monster, Storm One!

"Fools! Humans are on guard now! We must break through their defenses immediately! Otherwise, will you be beaten again?" The cyborg, exasperated, spoke with increasing shrillness, its voice echoing through the universe with an undeniable sense of oppression. It paced back and forth in the alternate dimension, its energy surging violently with rage, its eyes flashing with a crazed light, completely disregarding the current predicament faced by the cyborg Bemstar and Belauchen, its only thought being the completion of its insane plan to conquer Earth.

However, the cyborg Bemstar had reached its limit. While struggling to maintain its flight trajectory in space, it roared into the communicator, "Damn it! I have teleportation! Teleportation!!! You idiot, did you forget to give me this ability?! I'm teleporting away right now, let's see what you can do to me!" Without waiting for the cyborg's response, its entire body instantly glowed crimson, transforming into a giant crimson sphere, preparing to use its teleportation ability to escape this dangerous place. In its view, continuing to obey the cyborg's commands was tantamount to suicide, and it didn't want to lose its life for nothing; it needed to find a safe place to recover from its injuries first.

Belaucon watched as the modified Bemstar was about to teleport away, its heart filled with mixed emotions. On one hand, it envied the modified Bemstar for having teleportation as a means of survival; on the other hand, it felt sorrow for its own predicament. The immense malice emanating from Earth still clung tightly to it, making it tremble all over. It knew that it could not escape Cui Ming's lock-on; no matter where it fled, it would likely be unable to escape this terrible fate.

Just as the modified Bemstar was about to teleport, it suddenly sensed a powerful energy surge rapidly approaching from Earth's direction. Startled, it instinctively stopped teleporting and turned to see an even brighter and more powerful plasma beam hurtling towards them. Clearly, Cui Ming had seen the modified Bemstar trying to escape and had launched another attack from the satellite defense cannon. (End of Chapter)