A huge roar resounded throughout the battlefield, causing even the small gravel on the ground to tremble slightly.
The faces of the four dragon-level cadres no longer looked lazy and violent, but became uniformly focused and serious.
"That's... the Emperor's Engine!" A drop of sweat dripped from the Wandering Emperor's forehead. It wasn't good. He was too close to the KING.
"What's the Imperial Engine? That weird drum beat?"
Miaomiao has only been a dragon-level cadre for a short period of time. It was just an ordinary pet cat before and naturally would not know this information.
"The Imperial Engine is said to be the sound made inside KING's body when he enters a fighting state. The louder it is, the more eager he is to fight. For weirdos, it means certain death and is a symbol of terror."
The wandering emperor was sweating more and more on his forehead, but the expression on his face became eager to try:
"I don't believe it. I'm the strongest dragon-level weirdo. I can even compete for the top spot in the Monster Association. I accept KING's 100 points!"
"Hey Wandering Emperor, don't be too greedy. You have already captured the Venerable Master, are you still trying to steal the best prey? KING's head belongs to me!"
The size of the ugly president has soared to four meters, and his muscles are tense.
Dragon-level cadres have absolute confidence in their own strength. For them, the [Emperor Engine] not only did not scare them, but rather ignited their fighting spirit and had a stimulant-like effect.
The Wandering Emperor overcame his initial fear of KING and regained his normalcy: "Don't be careless, that guy is KING, the strongest man on earth. He is the top powerhouse in the Hero Association who surpasses Shivering Tornado and is on par with the God of War...
Members, please come together."
In response to the warning of the weirdos below, KING just hummed and smiled.
"This guy just snorted and laughed. Hey, he doesn't take us seriously just because he's a little stronger. I, the Wandering Emperor, will definitely make you regret treating us with such contempt!"
The Wandering Emperor was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead: "Everyone, come together, and you, Miaomiao, if you dare to run away, we will hunt you after we finish KING!"
Seeing this, Miao Miao could only stay where he was: "Wandering Emperor, how does this guy fight?"
The Wandering Emperor began to gather huge balls of light: "I don't know. Among the many heroes, only KING has extremely sparse combat data. It seems that he is also very good at manipulating intelligence. There is a reason why this guy is called the strongest.
Ah. I heard that KING can make weirdos lose consciousness or even die on the spot without fighting. Even our dragon-level cadres must not be careless."
"Don't compare me to you, this cool guy who looks so majestic, I really want to punch him in the face!" The ugly president licked the corner of his mouth.
Below, the Child Emperor looked at KING in awe, and was secretly frightened. As expected of Mr. KING, even when facing four dragon-level cadres, he did not show any panic at all, and was even extremely calm.
Do you plan to use your momentum to directly put the opponent into fear and completely crush them?
Buzz! The Wandering Emperor gathered a huge light ball with a diameter of five meters above his head:
"KING, let me test it. Can a man like you maintain his composure when facing my magical light bomb?"
"Hmph... let me ask, what will happen if you are hit by that light bullet?"
KING asked while keeping his arms folded in front of him.
"Generally speaking, it will be completely evaporated."
The Wandering Emperor sneered:
"Tsk, do you want me to describe the power of this magical light bullet first, and then humiliate my self-confidence after you can easily resist it? Not only is the force unparalleled, but I am also so good at attacking the heart... I admire you!
But I won’t be fooled, because the opponent is you, and I will consciously reduce my status to a challenger. Your contemptuous psychological tactics will not work on me!”
KING sneered and stopped talking.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom! The roar of the impassioned Imperial engine became louder and even higher in pitch.
"Take the move, KING, let me see your fighting skills with my own eyes!"
As the only long-range attack monster among the four dragon-level cadres present, the Wandering Emperor was the first to attack! He raised his index finger and pointed sharply at the KING at the top, and the huge ball of light immediately roared towards the KING.
"[Collection Preface Guangyu]!"
Chi chi chi! The cement blocks, steel bars and metal plates on the edge of the ceiling that were touched by the light ball along the way were annihilated and evaporated in an instant. There is no doubt about the power of this magical light bomb!
Facing the huge ball of light that was getting closer and closer, KING finally made a move and opened his arms across his chest.
The little fan boy below, Emperor Tong, almost had his eyes popping out of his head: "Mr. KING! Open your arms! Is he going to use that move, 'KING's Secret Art of Flow Qi - Purgatory Unparalleled Wave Cannon'!?"
At this moment, the roar of the emperor's engine reached its peak.
Bang——!!
The huge light bomb that the Wandering Emperor was proud of was blown to pieces!
"What!?" The Wandering Emperor was stunned. This was a magical power given to him by the gods. In order to fight against KING, he even specifically increased the power of the light bomb. How could he do it so easily...
At this moment, a smaller light bomb shot out from the haze of the supernatural light bomb explosion, aiming directly at the group of weirdos below.
"Why do you think you are messing with him?" Meow Meow was so frightened that his hair was all blown up, and he immediately squeezed his body into the gap in the ground that was less than 5 millimeters wide.
"KING! I'll meet you!"
The ugly president screamed loudly, and his huge body full of muscles took the initiative to face the light bomb. He opened his hands and lifted it up. As soon as he came into contact with the light bomb, he was pushed back and retreated wildly, and his feet were
Two deep ravines were plowed into the ground.
He only felt that what he was resisting with his hands was not a light bullet, but a high-speed train traveling at full speed!
Bah! Bah! The place where the ugly president's hands came into contact with the photobomb made a scalp-numbing sound. The pain made him howl crazily: "Wandering Emperor! What the hell are you looking at! Help!"
The Wandering Emperor, who had subconsciously evaded to the side, only then reacted and quickly summoned a large number of light balls to line up and blast towards the light bomb.
"[Entire column critical attack]!"
A single ball of light can vaporize a heavy truck with just one hit, and it took the Wandering Emperor more than forty years to barely knock it out of the way.
The light bullet that deviated from its hit trajectory blasted through the floor with all its strength, and soon disappeared into the bottomless underground.
The ugly president raised his hands tremblingly. At this time, his hands were burnt black and emitting black smoke. Although his physical strength was rapidly repairing the injury, the super defense he was proud of was so simple.
Being defeated made it difficult for the ugly president to accept for a while.
Sweat dripped from Wandering Emperor's forehead. He looked up at KING, who had his arms hanging by his sides and a calm expression. The roar of the huge emperor's engine was not only loud, but also changed in tone.
This guy... is so strong! At this moment, the Wandering Emperor finally felt an emotion he had not experienced in a long time - fear.
Little did he know that the level of fear in KING's heart at this time was hundreds or thousands of times that of the Wandering Emperor!
I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die! I was just about to be evaporated!
If his telekinesis hadn't come into play at the critical moment, KING would have turned into the tiniest piece of dust.
Why did the mentor only send himself to support Team C? Can't he also call the Saitama clan? If not, you can call Tatsumaki-chan over!
What I have to face now is probably the biggest crisis in my life!