Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Upon receiving Cui Ming's notification, Jack glanced down at Dorobon, who was being carried away by the EDF members, then at the carefully stored spiked club beside him, before turning and flying into the sky. His blue figure traced an arc in the sunlight and quickly disappeared into the clouds—after all, the target had been captured, and there was no need for him to stay any longer.

Looking back, Jack immediately gave chase after Dorobon after discovering it had secretly escaped from the cosmic war battlefield. Now it seems that his decision was right. If that guy had actually gotten close to Taro, who knows what trouble it would have caused. But Jack still can't figure out if Dorobon has some kind of serious problem: even though he didn't provoke it, the guy suddenly attacked from behind. Doesn't it know that its specialty is taking on two opponents at once? It handled two super beasts in space with ease before, let alone a savage cosmic creature that only knows how to wield a spiked club.

"I don't understand what this guy is thinking," Jack muttered to himself as he flew, but he quickly shook his head and a smile appeared on his lips. Putting aside these doubts, he had quite enjoyed the chase and the final encirclement, especially when he saw Dorobon being tormented by drones and tranquilizer darts. He felt inexplicably relieved.

On the ground, Dorobon was tightly bound with special restraints by EDF members and loaded onto a transport vehicle, which headed towards the EDF base. What would happen to him afterward—whether he was interrogated to reveal information about the space war or used as a research subject—was no longer Cui Ming's concern. He knew perfectly well that the higher-ups wouldn't understand how to handle these aliens, and when faced with problems they couldn't solve, they would still have to ask him for help. Rather than worrying about it now, he should focus his energy on more useful things.

Cui Ming's gaze fell on the spiked club held in the hands of his teammate—this thing was made entirely of a rare cosmic metal. Although it had been cracked by the drone earlier, its hard texture and the energy fluctuations it contained could still be felt.

The more he looked at it, the more interested he became, and he couldn't help but wonder: Could he modify this thing? If he embedded an energy core into the spiked club, he might be able to increase the weapon's attack power; and if he added a targeting system to the light bullet launcher at the top, the accuracy would also be greatly improved.
"Sigh," Cui Ming sighed softly, his eyes filled with anticipation. He had already begun to conceive of modification plans in his mind, even thinking that as soon as he returned to the base, he would immediately call over the R&D department to study the possibility of modifying this spiked club together. After all, this kind of cosmic metal from an undeveloped planet was a rare and valuable material. If it could be fully utilized, it might add another powerful piece of equipment to the EDF's arsenal.

As the transport truck slowly started moving, the abandoned factory area gradually returned to calm, leaving only the lingering smell of gunpowder and traces of battle in the air. The turmoil caused by Dorobon had come to an end, but Cui Ming's plan to modify the spiked club had only just begun.

"Storm One! I've come for revenge! I am Magmagil!!!"

"I am Magmakiba!"

Two arrogant roars suddenly came from the perimeter of the abandoned factory. Two Magma aliens dressed in silver armor and wielding sharp arm swords strode over, their eyes filled with rage as they stared intently at Cui Ming. Clearly, they had come for their kin who had been defeated by Cui Ming earlier, determined to seek justice.

"We'll make you pay!" Magmagil swung his arm sword, the blade slicing through the air with a piercing whistling sound, seemingly trying to intimidate Cui Ming with his imposing presence.

Cui Ming merely glanced at them indifferently, slowly raising his right hand—a uniquely shaped longsword. The hilt faintly displayed patterns resembling a spine; it was the Magma Spinal Marrow Sword, forged from the spinal cord of the Magma aliens he had previously defeated. The blade gleamed coldly in the sunlight, exuding an oppressive aura just by looking at it. "Enough talk, let's fight." Cui Ming's voice was completely flat, as if the two Magma aliens before him were nothing more than insignificant characters. To him, these alien challenges were nothing new; they were just another nuisance to deal with.

Just then, specially made metal fences suddenly rose up, surrounding Cui Ming and the two Magma aliens, forming a temporary battleground. Immediately afterward, a man in a floral shirt, holding a microphone, jumped onto a nearby platform and shouted into the microphone, "Hello everyone!!! I am your beloved host!!! As you can see! The Magma aliens have come to challenge Storm One again! Will the Magma aliens succeed in their revenge this time, or will they become just another Magma decoration under Storm One's command? Let's wait and see!"

The host paused, then pointed to the other side of the fenced area—there, Saeko Busujima gripped her katana, and Lindis raised her specially made longsword. Opposite them stood two Magma aliens wielding arm swords. "And on the other side! Humans Saeko Busujima and Lindis are about to fight the Magma aliens! Neither of them are normal humans! Saeko Busujima's katana is lightning fast, and Lindis's swordsmanship incorporates cosmic fighting techniques! Let's see whose sword is stronger!!!"

"The competition begins!!!" As soon as the host gave the order, the entire venue erupted in cheers.

"Storm One! Storm One! Storm One!!!" Countless cheers rang out. Outside the fence, a crowd of bloodthirsty spectators had gathered, waving their arms and chanting Cui Ming's codename wildly. To them, Cui Ming's fighting style was simply a pleasure—no fancy moves, every sword strike, every movement was precise and ruthless, all about "how to quickly kill the opponent," clean and efficient, making the audience's blood boil.

Of course, what they were even more looking forward to was Cui Ming's finishing move—he had previously used the Magma Spinal Sword to end the strongest Magma warrior with a single "spinal puncture," a shocking scene that is still deeply imprinted in the minds of the audience.

Magmagil and Magmakiba's faces darkened further upon hearing the cheers from the audience. They exchanged a glance and charged at Cui Ming simultaneously, their arm swords aimed at his chest and waist from the left and right, respectively, attempting to catch him off guard.

Cui Ming remained standing in place until the arm sword was about to pierce him, at which point he suddenly dodged to the side. At the same time, he swiftly swung his Magma Spinal Sword, and a flash of cold light appeared, instantly slicing a notch in Magma Gil's arm sword.

"Is that all you've got?" Cui Ming's voice carried a hint of mockery as he continued his attack on the two Magma aliens without stopping. A spectacular sword duel ensued; meanwhile, on the other side, Saeko Busujima and Lindis were also entangled in combat with their opponents...

By the way.
The audience are virtual images, but they reflect the most genuine emotions of the audience in the universe!
They were so excited! (End of Chapter)