Chapter 1441
Yapool: I am his nemesis!!! I!!!
In the Showa era...
The Yapo people knew that Cui Ming had gone out on business.
But it dares not cause trouble...
After all, even though that evil spirit is not here, who knows when he will return? What if he causes trouble one minute and then suddenly appears out of some other world, carrying a radiant device and blocking the entrance to another dimension? Just thinking about that scene makes Yapool's horns ache.
But recently, the Yabo people are very unhappy!
Very upset!
Extremely annoyed!
It crouched in the palace of another dimension, looking at the information flowing from other worlds, trembling all over, not from fear, but from anger.
Ampera told him about Cui Ming's situation.
He was almost driven mad with anger!!!
What do you mean by extradimensional beings from other worlds claiming to be Storm One's nemesis?!
Damn it!!! I am the one!!!
Do you deserve it?
Do you even deserve to be called the nemesis of Storm One?!
Aenea? A demon god who was terrified was torn apart by Choi Myeong and Saeko Busujima together, and couldn't even last ten seconds!
Kirieloids? A bunch of charlatans who only know how to play the victim, being exploited by Cui Ming like leeks, one crop after another grows back, and they don't even dare to fart!
These useless idiots dare to call themselves the nemesis of Storm One?!
"I need to find Storm One!!!"
The Yapool suddenly stood up, its massive body overturning the throne. Extradimensional energy erupted like a volcano, shaking the entire palace.
"My lord! Calm down! Calm down!!! We've finally had some peace and quiet for a while!!!"
His subordinates rushed forward and clung tightly to the Yapo man's leg, as if they were holding a nuclear bomb about to be launched.
"Let go!" Yabo kicked one of his men away, but another one pounced on him and grabbed his waist.
"My lord! No!!!"
"Let me go! I'm going to find Storm One! I'll show him who his true nemesis is!"
"My lord! Going there is tantamount to suicide!!!"
"Bullshit! Am I going to my death?! I'm going to assert my dominance!" The Yapool struggled, its extradimensional energy corroding large holes in the surrounding walls. "Storm One is mine! Only I can kill it! Why should those small fry try to ride on my coattails?!"
"My lord... this isn't a matter of popularity..."
"It's all about hype!" Yapool roared, his one eye bulging wide. "The black market is buzzing with rumors that Storm One's nemesis is Enemy! It's the Kirieloids! It's the Nackleians! And what about me?! What am I?!"
It slammed its fist into the ground, causing the entire palace to collapse three inches.
"How many years have I fought Storm One?! How many times have I been cornered and killed by him?! He turned my super beast into a specimen! He suppressed my resurrection! He treated my extradimensional space like his backyard! This kind of bond! This kind of hatred! This kind of life-or-death relationship! Can those small fry compare?!"
"My lord..." The subordinate prostrated himself on the ground, tears streaming down his face, "But if you go, you really will be killed..."
"..."
The Yabo people suddenly fell silent.
It stood still, its massive body frozen, the anger in its single eye gradually extinguished, replaced by... an indescribable sense of grievance.
“I know…” its voice trailed off, like a large dog that had been bullied terribly, “I know I’ll be killed if I go… but… but I’m not willing to accept it…”
It crouched down, hugged its knees, and extradimensional energy emanated from its body like smoke.
"I am his nemesis...I am..."
The subordinates looked at each other, then slowly surrounded him, like a group of younger brothers comforting their heartbroken boss.
"My lord... you don't actually need to go in person..." a subordinate said cautiously, "We can... we can send a messenger? Send a message? Just say... just say that you are Storm One's only nemesis?"
"An envoy?" The Yapool man looked up, a glimmer of hope flashing in his single eye. "Will it be of any use?"
"Perhaps...perhaps Storm One will remember you?"
"..." The Yapool man thought for a moment, then shook his head.
“No.” It stood up again, its momentum much weaker, but its eyes remained firm. “That Storm One guy won’t remember the messenger. He only remembers two kinds of people—those he can kill, and those he can’t kill for the time being.”
"Then you..."
"I want to become stronger!" Yapool clenched his fist, and dimensional energy condensed once more. "I will create even more powerful Super Beasts! Even more perfect biological weapons! I will let Storm One know that Yapool is his eternal nemesis!"
"Your Excellency is wise!" the subordinates cheered in unison, though they were all thinking to themselves, "You said the same thing last time, and the Super Beast ended up as a specimen."
"So!" Yapool turned around and looked at the laboratory deep inside the palace, "Initiate the 'Ultimate Super Beast Project'! I want to create a super beast that even Storm One cannot easily kill!"
"Yes!"
The subordinates rushed towards the laboratory, their movements perfectly synchronized, like a swarm of worker ants injected with adrenaline.
The Yabo man stood still, watching their retreating figures, a complex light flickering in his single eye.
There was anger, resentment, grievance, and... a glimmer of hope.
"Storm One..." it murmured the name, its voice filled with a morbid obsession, "Wait for me... I am your nemesis... Only I can kill you... Only you can kill me..."
"This kind of relationship...those small fry...they simply don't understand..."
Outside the palace, a wind from another dimension howled past, like some ancient sigh.
Meanwhile, in another distant world, Cui Ming was eating instant noodles when he suddenly sneezed.
He rubbed his nose and looked out the window.
"It sounds like... someone is talking about me?"
Saeko Busujima, sitting beside her, asked with a smile, "Which old flame is it this time?"
"I don't know." Cui Ming slurped up a mouthful of noodles, his tone flat. "Maybe it's the Yapool. That guy is probably up to some kind of ultimate super beast project again."
"Should we go back and take a look?"
“No need.” Cui Ming finished his instant noodle soup. “I’ll go back and collect the specimens after it creates the super beast. For now… let’s eat first.”
"..."
Inside the other-dimensional palace, the Yapool suddenly shivered.
Unbeknownst to it, its long-cherished nemesis was currently using it as fodder for conversation.
This is the fate of arch-enemies.
One is still thinking about it, while the other is too lazy to even bother with it.
But the Yabo people didn't care.
At least, it will never back down from the title of "Storm One's archenemy".
It will fight anyone who tries to take it.
Even if it means death.
Although the Yapo people enjoyed resorting to intrigue and trickery, they still wanted to defeat Choi Myeong head-on.
This has become an obsession for the Yabo people.
Back then, the Yapool, fueled by their resentment towards Earth and hatred for Ultraman, repeatedly crawled back from the brink of death. Resentment was their fuel, anger their engine; as long as negative emotions existed in the universe, they could be resurrected indefinitely.
But it's different now.
Resentment? That stuff was long gone. After being cornered and killed so many times by Choi, and turned into specimens for display so many times, the Yapool people were numb. The resentment had burned out, replaced by something more stubborn and incomprehensible—obsession.
It no longer relies on resentment to revive; it lives on obsession. (End of Chapter)