Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Hidden within the raging wind, Gulong secretly calculated that its attempt to secretly devour a person shouldn't cause any major problems. Although the Set team's fighting power was truly terrifying, it was confident in its speed; as long as it moved swiftly, it could avoid any trouble. As a wind-type monster, speed was its greatest asset, and it had absolute confidence in this aspect.

Moreover, Gulong was extremely clever, well aware of the principle of not courting death. Its only thought was to quickly devour people, fill its belly, and then escape. Its single red eye gleamed cunningly as it searched for prey in the streets on the city's outskirts. As soon as it spotted a lone pedestrian, it would suddenly open its massive, cylindrical mouth, unleashing a gust of wind carrying sand and stones that instantly swept the person into its mouth. After chewing and swallowing a few times, it would begin its search for the next prey.

Meanwhile, Kotaro and Kirisaki, upon receiving orders, swiftly drove the Seitet team's specially modified vehicle towards the scene. Before setting off, they had specially equipped the front door of the vehicle with a drill bit, precisely to facilitate rapid movement through congested roads. When the Seitet team carried out their mission, they made quite a spectacle, with sirens blaring and warning lights flashing. Vehicles ahead quickly gave way, none daring to block their path. This specially modified vehicle boasted exceptional performance, accelerating rapidly beyond the capabilities of ordinary vehicles.

Even so, Kotaro and his companions dared not act recklessly. With many pedestrians on the road, they had to maintain their speed while constantly monitoring road conditions to avoid hitting innocent bystanders. This delay meant that by the time they reached the location where they had initially received the report, Kuron had already vanished.

In fact, it wasn't that Kotaro and Kirisaki were slow to act. They were racing against time, but Kuryu was far too cunning, changing locations after each shot and moving at incredible speed thanks to his wind manipulation abilities. By this time, Kuryu had already committed his crimes in several different locations, devouring many people. The streets were a mess, littered with the wreckage of buildings blown down by the strong winds and people fleeing in panic.

Speaking of which, Japan has indeed been having a run of bad luck lately. Ever since Cui Ming started frequently causing trouble for those problematic monsters, the monsters that survived, while varying in combat strength, have all developed exceptional skills in escaping. They are particularly adept at rapid combat, using their special abilities to wreak havoc in one place and then immediately make their escape. This bizarre phenomenon has amazed many aliens, who even suspect that these monsters might have been specially trained.

So when Kotaro and Kirisaki rushed to the school, all they saw was devastation. The strong wind had blown the school fence to pieces, and the sculpture in front of the school gate was broken in half and lying askew. The windows of the school building were shattered, and papers and books were flying everywhere in the lingering force of the wind.

"Kenichi, did you see what happened?" Kotaro was extremely anxious. As soon as he got out of the car, he rushed towards a group of children who were trembling in the corner. His eyes were fixed on his familiar neighbor, Kenichi.

"Brother Kotaro! It's so scary! The monster eats people on sight!!! We're only safe because we hid! My friend Aton is terrified." Kenichi's face was full of fear, his voice trembling with tears, and his little hand pointed shakily to a boy curled up next to him.

Kotaro followed the finger and saw Aton wearing black-rimmed glasses, trembling violently, with vacant eyes, muttering incoherently. The boy looked strange, but Kotaro and Kirisaki were preoccupied with their vigilance towards Kuryu and their concern for the safety of the people. They had no time to investigate Aton's oddities; as long as he wasn't a monster, he wasn't their immediate concern.

In truth, Adon was indeed somewhat unusual; he might be the child of a wind-related spirit. He often exuded a faint, strange aura, but those around him simply attributed it to his eccentric and withdrawn personality, never giving it much thought. But now, terrified by the terrifying monster Gulong, he completely collapsed, his mind seemingly consumed by fear, plunging him into a state of chaos.

Kotaro frowned, looking around. The air was thick with the smell of dust and fear. "We can't let this monster run rampant any longer. We have to find its trail as soon as possible." He turned to look at Kirisaki, his eyes filled with determination and resolve.

Kirisaki nodded slightly, already adjusting the portable tracking device in his hand, trying to capture the residual energy fluctuations of the Guron. "Don't worry, this guy can't go far. It made such a commotion, it must have left clues." After saying that, he squatted down and carefully examined the strange marks on the ground caused by the strong wind, which were unique marks left by the Guron's rampage.

Kotaro slammed his fist on the car, causing the dashboard warning lights to flash wildly: "This monster can't just get away like this!" His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the road ahead, the engine roaring and the tires rubbing against the ground, emitting a burnt smell. Kirisaki frantically pounded on the car's terminal with one hand, blue light dancing on the lens: "The energy fluctuations are still increasing, it's charging up!" Before he finished speaking, their vehicle had already charged into the storm-ravaged streets like a wild horse.

A static crackled through the communicator, but Cui Ming's voice remained calm and steady: "Understood. Proceed according to Plan B." He swiped his finger across the holographic screen, marking Gu Long's destruction route map in red. When he saw the image of the ruins of a primary school, he merely frowned slightly before issuing orders to the team members waiting behind him: "Evacuate civilians within a five-kilometer radius. Medical team, prepare windproof stretchers." His tone was as if he were directing a routine drill.

Saeko Busujima, however, couldn't wait any longer. She licked her dry lips and twirled the wooden sword she used for practice in her palm, the blade sparking tiny sparks as it rubbed against the air.

Anyway, everyone else's eyes were twitching from watching.

“Finally, you’ve arrived…” she murmured to herself, her pupils contracting sharply with excitement, as if the Gulong before her was not a ferocious monster, but a carefully raised prey. When Cui Ming turned to look at her, he only saw a crazed smile: “Captain, this time I’m going to remove all its bones as trophies!”

"Okay, how's the tank group? These things are windy and need heavy-duty attacks."

"Captain, we'll be there soon."

The Seth team's tank formation moved out like a steel torrent, sirens distorting into eerie shrieks in the howling wind. Cui Ming sat in the center of the command vehicle, his gaze sweeping across the live feeds on various channels, occasionally tapping the virtual map with his tactical pen, his voice issuing commands calm to the point of being cold.

On the other side, Kotaro's tank snaked forward in the gale, its windshield cracked by spiderweb-like patterns of flying debris. "Look! There it is!" Kirisaki suddenly roared, and in the distance, the massive figure of Kuryu, enveloped in a black whirlwind, snapped streetlights like reeds in its wake. Kotaro slammed on the accelerator, the drill on the front of the tank spinning at high speed, plowing deep furrows into the asphalt road.

Gu Long sensed the pursuers, his single eye blazing with crimson light. The moment his cylindrical maw opened, the air in the entire street seemed to be sucked away. Kotaro swerved the steering wheel, the tank skidding to avoid a head-on collision, but the antenna on the roof was torn to shreds by the gale. Just at the critical moment, the roar of fighter jets filled the sky—Tsui Myung's support force had arrived.

Saeko Busujima stood on the chariot, letting the gale whip her long hair. She let out a near-maniacal laugh. "Saeko, go, your Varga is coming soon."

Then, Cui Ming calmly observed the battlefield situation. The rampage of Gurun had plunged the city into chaos. "Barias tank group, prepare 140mm high-pressure howitzers!" He decisively gave the order into the communicator, his voice clearly reaching the ears of every team member through the noise of the wind and the sirens.

In an instant, the Sett team's Barias tanks swiftly formed an encirclement around Gurung. The turrets atop the tanks slowly rose, the muzzles of the 140mm high-pressure howitzers gleaming coldly, aimed at Gurung. With a command from Cui Ming, "Fire!"

As soon as Cui Ming gave the order, the 140mm high-pressure howitzers of the Barias tank group roared simultaneously. The muzzle flashes were a full ten meters long, the scorching air waves instantly igniting the surrounding air, sending rubble and dust flying from the ground. Shells, each half a person tall, pierced the sky with a piercing whistle, hurtling towards Guron.

The first grenade struck Gulong precisely in the left shoulder, exploding with a deafening roar. The violent explosion, like a miniature volcanic eruption, shattered Gulong's scales in a blinding flash, and black blood gushed out like a fountain, tracing eerie arcs through the air. The powerful impact caused Gulong's massive body to tilt violently to one side, his once-steady legs carving two deep furrows in the ground. The resulting debris rained down on surrounding buildings, and nearby shops collapsed in the aftershocks.

Violent explosions rang out one after another, flames shooting into the sky. The shockwave from the explosions forced Gulong backward. Billowing smoke and dust rose around its body, the fierce winds unable to completely disperse the smog. Under the overwhelming firepower, Gulong's previously frenzied movements were significantly hampered; it began to stagger, letting out angry and painful roars that echoed through the heavens.

Saeko Busujima had been waiting for this moment. As soon as Guryu was suppressed by the howitzer and his movements slowed slightly, she leaped onto her personal varga. The varga's engine roared low, like a beast poised to pounce. Saeko sat firmly in the driver's seat, her hands gripping the control stick tightly, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of madness and excitement. She drew the varga's katana, its blade gleaming coldly in the firelight.

"Gurung, your death is near!" Saeko shouted, piloting the Varga like a black lightning bolt as it charged towards Gurung. The Varga nimbly weaved through the smoke and fire of the artillery, dodging the occasional gusts of wind from Gurung and the projectiles fired from the telegraph poles. Saeko's gaze was unwavering, her eyes fixed on Gurung, her katana raised high, ready to deliver the fatal blow at any moment.

Guryu sensed Saeko's attack. It turned its head angrily, its single red eye flashing with ferocity. It opened its massive, cylindrical maw, attempting to blow Saeko and Varga away with a gust of wind. However, Guryu hadn't fully recovered from the howitzer barrage, and the wind's power was greatly diminished. Saeko skillfully maneuvered Varga, dodging the wind and rapidly closing in on Guryu.

When Balga rushed in front of Guron, Guron was frightened.

Saeko Busujima piloted the Varga, its engine roaring deafeningly as it charged towards Groon like an enraged beast. Her hair danced wildly, her eyes burning with a bloodthirsty desire, and the katana in her hand gleamed coldly in the firelight, as if she couldn't wait to drink Groon's blood.

With its powerful thrust, the Balga carved two deep trenches into the ground, sending debris flying like cannonballs. Gurung sensed this fierce attack and tried to swing its massive arms to defend itself, but before it could react, the Balga struck its leg with lightning speed. The immense impact shook Gurung's enormous body violently. Its legs, already riddled with holes from the howitzer fire, could no longer support it. With a deafening crash, Gurung's mountain-like body slammed to the ground, shaking the earth and causing cracks to appear in the surrounding buildings, with plaster crumbling from the walls.

Taking advantage of the situation, Saeko Busujima leaped from the gargoyle, tracing a black arc through the air as she hurtled towards Kuryu. She gripped her katana tightly, the blade whistling sharply as it scraped against the air. Kuryu, his one eye filled with terror, struggled to his feet, but his limbs were limp and powerless; he could only frantically claw at the ground.

"Die!" Saeko Busujima roared, raising her katana high before slashing down like a silver lightning bolt. The sharp blade easily sliced ​​into the tattered skin on Guru's back, black blood gushing out like a fountain, splattering onto the face and body of the katana controlled by Saeko. But she paid no heed, her eyes filled only with madness and excitement.

She became even more excited, and with a forceful horizontal slash of the katana, a large slice of flesh was cut open from Gulong's back, revealing the writhing internal organs and twisted bones inside, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood.

Guryu let out a piercing scream of agony, the sound echoing through the sky and making the eardrums of those around it ache. It struggled desperately, trying to escape the deadly attack, but Saeko Busujima clung to it like a ghost, her katana flashing relentlessly, slicing Guryu's body again and again. Guryu's struggles grew weaker, more and more wounds appeared on its body, and a pool of black blood pooled on the ground. Its life force gradually faded away in the raging wind and the stench of blood.

The man-eating monster is dead.

However, the impact was significant.

After all, this guy seems to enjoy eating people.

This thing is different from other monsters.

She's the type who eats like crazy in front of other people. (End of Chapter)