Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

The Medusa alien never imagined that its meticulously planned conspiracy would be exposed so quickly, and that it would be so badly beaten by the Earthlings. It staggered away, its body riddled with wounds from armor-piercing bullets, its thorny armor shattered, dark green blood seeping out. Every step it took caused it excruciating pain. "Too cruel...humans! You are all so cruel...Ouch! It hurts so much...Damn it..." it cursed inwardly as it desperately searched for a place that would temporarily protect it.

Meanwhile, inside the EDF base, a sergeant's urgent voice came through the communication channel: "Storm One, the target has escaped. Should we pursue?" Cui Ming was staring intently at the data screen in front of him, which was densely packed with various information about the Medusa aliens. Upon hearing the question, he didn't look up and quickly replied, "Don't pursue for now. The target's abilities are currently unknown. Let's act as a group first. Be careful of the target's possession abilities... I'm checking the data here. We already know that the Medusa aliens can mimic, but now we've found out that they also have the ability to possess humans, sealing their consciousness and controlling their bodies. We have to be careful and can't rashly pursue them and let them slip through our fingers."

"Understood! Cease pursuit!" the sergeant shouted to his team upon receiving the order. The team members quickly put away their weapons, but their eyes remained highly vigilant. The sergeant muttered to himself, "Damn it, these aliens are all disgusting, and these Medusa aliens are especially wicked."

The Medusa alien, having successfully escaped, hid behind a pile of cosmic debris, its heart filled with resentment and rage. Recalling the attack, the relentless firepower of the humans still chilled it to the bone, yet it only strengthened its resolve for revenge. It growled in a low voice, "Earthlings, Halez, you just wait! I will settle this score! I will make you pay a heavy price for what you did today!" With that, enduring the excruciating pain, it began to ponder its next step in carrying out its evil plan, preparing to once again extend its wicked hand towards Earth and Halez.

The Medusa alien, lurking in the shadows of the abandoned warehouse, watched the Seth team members standing back-to-back in a defensive formation, its claws itching with rage. The EDF members were like iron plates, groups of three or five staring at each other's backs, even their breathing exuding vigilance, offering no chance to get close and possess them. Its crimson eyes swept across the street, finally settling on a middle-aged man carrying shopping bags—the man was humming a tune as he walked this way, his brainwaves as still as stagnant water.

"It's you." The Medusa alien transformed into a gray shadow and darted out, its tentacles instantly piercing the back of the passerby's neck. The man's humming tune abruptly stopped, his body stiffened for two seconds, his eyes suddenly becoming vacant, but his steps did not stop, and he walked straight towards the direction of the Set team.

"Hey you! Stop!" the sergeant shouted, brandishing his gun. He had just noticed that the passerby's walking posture was off; a normal person wouldn't land on their heels first, and there was a faint glint of silver on their neck.

The possessed passerby showed no reaction, mechanically continuing to move forward. The sergeant's heart skipped a beat; Cui Ming had just warned him about possession abilities, and this scene couldn't be more obvious. "Final warning! Stop! Or I'll shoot!" His voice echoed through the empty street, his finger gripping the trigger turning white from the force.

The passerby didn't stop, and the man was only ten meters away from the police line. The sergeant saw the man's mouth curl into an inhuman arc, and the silver light behind his neck grew brighter and brighter—a sign that he was about to attack.

"Fire!" The sergeant practically roared the words, his voice trembling without him even realizing it.

The laser beam instantly wove into a fiery net, precisely engulfing the figure. Apples from the shopping bag rolled to the ground, smashing to pieces in the pool of blood. The possessed passerby didn't even utter a sound, collapsing to the ground like a rag doll, his body riddled with bullet holes even more numerous than the mimicry from before.

The sergeant stared at the lifeless body on the ground, his Adam's apple bobbing twice. In the instant he gave the order, countless thoughts flashed through his mind—what if he was wrong? Maybe the man was just being controlled, and there was still hope? But Cui Ming's words boomed in his ears: "Letting the enemy get close will cause unnecessary losses." The Medusa alien could grow to gigantic size, could lock its throat, and could charge with its entire body covered in spikes. If it really charged into the group of soldiers, it might be his brothers who died.

"Check the impact point to confirm the target is completely dead." The sergeant turned around, unable to bear looking at the pool of blood any longer. "Notify logistics to clean up... clean up the scene." He took out his cigarette case to smoke, but found his hands were shaking so badly he couldn't even hold the cigarette.

Why.
They used to save lives, but now they're killing people.
Why.
But there is no way.
The Medusa alien was riddled with bullet holes, and dark green blood continued to seep out, staining the ground around it an eerie dark green. It sat wretchedly beside the ruins, its body trembling slightly from the pain, muttering incessantly, "Why am I so unlucky? Earthlings are utterly unreasonable! All I wanted was to use them to get rid of Halez and seize the Medusa constellation, what's wrong with that? Earthlings are so petty! I just wanted to use their power to solve a small problem, did they have to be so ruthless?" It was filled with resentment, yet dared not act rashly again, knowing that in its current battered state, provoking the Earthlings would be tantamount to suicide.

Recalling its previous encounter, the Medusa alien was filled with rage. It had thought that with its mimicry and possession abilities, it could easily manipulate Earthlings, turning them into pawns to deal with Halez. But who could have imagined that these Earthlings were so vigilant, seeing through every step of its plan and suffering a crushing defeat? Looking at the countless holes riddled with wounds on its body, it was filled with resentment: "I have some influence in the universe, and I'm practically the undisputed ruler of the Medusa constellation. How did I end up like this on Earth, tormented by these weak humans?"

A gentle breeze blew by, carrying a bit of dust that landed on the Medusa alien's wounds, causing it to hiss and gasp in pain. It glared fiercely at the direction the EDF patrolled in the distance, muttering curses under its breath, "You just wait! Once I recover, I won't let you get away with this! And that bastard Halez, I'll make you pay for offending the Medusa aliens!" Despite its harsh words, it knew in its heart that revenge would be far more difficult than it imagined. The Earthlings were far stronger than it had imagined, but its stubborn nature wouldn't allow it to give up easily. It endured the excruciating pain and began to think about how to heal its wounds and how to devise a new plan to exact revenge on the Earthlings and Halez.

The Medusa alien, dragging its battered body, hid in a secluded asteroid belt in space. It was filled with resentment; after dominating the universe, it hadn't expected to suffer such a crushing defeat on Earth. The Earthlings' relentless attacks made it realize that it would be difficult to defeat Halez alone, let alone realize its ambition of conquering the Medusa constellation. After much deliberation, it decided to seek help from other extraterrestrials, and the first to come to mind was the Nackle aliens.

In the Medusa alien's mind, the Nackle aliens were notoriously cunning and intelligent. As Earth's long-time adversary, they should be intimately familiar with Earth's tactics and weaknesses. Although the Nackle aliens had become a laughingstock in the universe due to their repeated defeats by Earth and even assassination attempts by Cui Ming, earning them the nickname "Assassinated Assassin Aliens," the Medusa alien believed that strategizing was something the Nackle aliens were adept at. It completely forgot that on Earth, Cui Ming, the infamous Storm One, was constantly on high alert, striking fear into the hearts of many cosmic beings. The Medusa alien, enduring excruciating pain, activated its communication device and sent a distress signal to the Nackle aliens. "Hey, Nackle aliens, this is the Medusa alien. I'm in big trouble on Earth, half-dead from being beaten by Earthlings. You have to help me figure out a way to get rid of that Halez guy; you'll get your share of the rewards," it said anxiously, its tone pleading.

Upon receiving the signal, a sly glint flashed in the Nackle alien's eyes, which gleamed with an eerie light. It thought to itself, "The Medusa aliens are always shrewd, but they've actually fallen for it this time. However, this is a chance to profit." "Oh? Medusa alien, you've finally met your match. Tell me, what exactly happened?" the Nackle alien replied deliberately, trying to extract more information first.

The Medusa alien recounted its experiences on Earth in detail, emphasizing the Earthlings' powerful firepower and the disruption they caused to its plans. After listening, the Nackle alien pondered for a moment and said, "The Earthlings are indeed troublesome, but there are ways. You need to find a way to get close to them again, exploit their internal conflicts, create chaos, and then find an opportunity to strike at Hales."

Medusa listened to Nackle's words and thought they made some sense, nodding repeatedly. Little did she know that her communication with Nackle had already been captured by EDF's monitoring system.

Meanwhile, at the EDF base on Earth, Cui Ming was intently watching the flashing signals on the screen, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Medusa aliens, you still haven't given up, actually asking the Nackle aliens for help. It seems you really don't know the meaning of death. Since you want to play, then I'll play with you properly." He quickly issued orders for EDF forces in various locations to strengthen their vigilance, while closely monitoring the every move of the Medusa aliens and the Nackle aliens.

Cui Ming stared intently at the Medusa aliens' escape route on the monitor screen. The communication channel reported that the Medusa aliens had sought help from the Nackle aliens. His eyes instantly sharpened like an eagle's. Although the Nackle aliens had become a laughingstock in the universe due to his repeated attacks, earning them the nickname "Assassinated Aliens," Cui Ming knew he couldn't afford to be even slightly careless.

在崔命看来，纳克尔星人此前虽被自己揍得灰头土脸，可这并不代表他们就真的弱了。这帮家伙向来以狡猾多诈、足智多谋著称，就拿曾经入侵地球的那次行动来说，他们精心策划，步步为营。先是伪装成宇宙电波研究所的人员，不动声色地窃取情报；接着复活西格拉斯和贝蒙斯坦，用来试探杰克奥特曼的实力，进而针对性地强化布莱克王。更过分的是，他们还通过制造交通事故和绑架，残忍杀害坂田兄妹，以此扰乱乡秀树的心智。若不是自己及时介入，乡秀树恐怕真要面临兄弟惨死、爱人消逝的人间悲剧。

"The more adept an enemy is at scheming and plotting, the more careful we must be. We must target them relentlessly!" Cui Ming gritted his teeth and muttered to himself. He knew all too well how terrifying the Nackle aliens were; their fighting style was unpredictable, and they were adept at using various means to seize upon their opponents' weaknesses and deliver a fatal blow.

Cui Ming quickly turned around and loudly ordered the busy EDF team members behind him: "Closely monitor the movements of the Nackle aliens; they may make new moves at any time. Retrieve all the data from previous encounters with the Nackle aliens and reanalyze them to see if we can identify their possible next course of action. In addition, strengthen the defenses of all Earth's defensive outposts, especially densely populated areas; we must not give them any opportunity to exploit the situation."

On the screen in the command room, the Nackle aliens' past combat records were being replayed. Hideki Go stood next to Choi Myung, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his knuckles turning white from the force. When he saw the footage of the Sakata warehouse being destroyed, his eyes blazed with fury, his teeth grinding together, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Old Cui, leave these Nackle aliens to me." Hideki Go's voice trembled with barely suppressed emotion, a tremor of hatred and determination. "If it weren't for you last time, my family would have been destroyed long ago. What they owe the Sakata siblings, and what they owe me, I will make them pay back with interest this time."

Choi Myung glanced at him sideways. Hideki Go's pupils reflected the ugly face of the Nackle aliens on the screen. The resolute look in his eyes was exactly the same as when he was guarding Akiko Sakata's body in the hospital back then. Of course, this was because Hideki Go had that memory. Although Choi Myung had saved Akiko and the others, Go still had that painful memory, so this time the Nackle aliens were in trouble and were going to get a beating from Go!

"Are you sure?" Cui Ming didn't agree immediately. He knew how deep Hideki's hatred for the Nakor aliens was, but it was precisely this emotion that was most easily exploited by the enemy.

“I’m sure.” Hideki took a deep breath, trying to calm his surging emotions, but his tone was even more firm. “I won’t let hatred cloud my judgment; on the contrary, I’ll be even more clear-headed. They’re good at underhanded tactics, and I know their methods better than anyone. You’ll be in charge of overall coordination, and I’ll keep an eye on their stronghold to make sure they don’t have a chance to pull any tricks.”

The villagers knew this was a personal grudge! (End of Chapter)