A foreigner's journey

Four dragon-level cadres fight against four S-level heroes.

The situation was overwhelmingly unfavorable.

Among the four S-class heroes in Group C, the Vest Lord and the Sexy Prisoner are relatively mediocre in strength. The Child Emperor is better at various types of methods and resourcefulness, and the only strong combat power is the Pig God.

The child emperor was sweating profusely as he held the communicator, as if this would bring him some sense of security.

"Tong Emperor, take them two away quickly."

Regardless of the bleeding from the wound, the Pig God stood in front of the three of them and said without looking back:

"These four cadres are very powerful. I can't protect you from their attacks."

"Mr. Pig God..." The child emperor felt a sting in his heart. He was also an S-class hero, but he was reduced to needing the sacrifice of his companions to save his own life.

The Pig God has the ability to absorb strong impact subcutaneous fat and the resistance to decompose digestive toxins. Swords and fire weapons cannot break through the fat and contact its internal organs. If it is injured, it can quickly consume fat to repair the wound. Logically speaking, its body has no natural enemies at this stage. But the four weirdos on the opposite side, especially the sloppy middle-aged man wearing a crown, the light ball he controls has extremely terrifying destructive power. Even the Pig God cannot withstand such an attack.

Before the Child Emperor could take action, suddenly several light tracks passed by him and struck from behind, blowing up all the passages behind them.

A huge rock fell, and Group C's path was completely blocked.

"Ahaha, do you want to escape? This is not possible, your heads represent points. Especially you, the Child Emperor."

The Wandering Emperor gently shook his index finger, and balls of light, large and small, flew around him.

"Let me see their scores."

The ugly president put his hand into his pants and fumbled around, then took out a yellowed and wrinkled piece of paper:

"The Venerable in the Vest is only worth 25 points, and the Sexy Prisoner is even lower, 20 points. The Pig God is worth 40 points, and the Child Emperor is worth 40 points. In other words, as long as you kill all the other three except the Venerable in the Vest, you can get it all at once It’s 100 points!”

Meow Meow scratched his chin: "What a boring game. Are there any weaker rookie heroes? I still prefer to torture the weak."

The gums didn't say anything, they just gritted their teeth and kept drooling down. The saliva dripped onto the ground and immediately there was thick smoke and a melting sound.

Points... Tong Di was stunned. It seems that the hunting missions for S-class heroes within the Weird Association also have a detailed reward mechanism. And judging from their tone, they will reach their goal once they get 100 points.

"What I want to know is, how did you find us?"

The Child Emperor opened his mouth to ask questions to the weirdos. On the one hand, he wanted to obtain information and on the other hand, he was delaying time. He believed that with the arrangement of the God of War, Group D would quickly come here for support.

"Do you want to delay? No problem, you four just don't have enough points for us. It would be a good thing to have more high-scoring players. Oh, right, you are asking how we found you, right?"

The Wandering Emperor pretended to be cool and smoothed his messy hair around his shawl that was stuck together with hair oil, and sneered:

"I'll let you all be clearheaded. Have you ever fought against a group of ghost-level guys before? There was one named 'Nu S' among them. She can control monsters and humans who are weaker than her. After encountering After you, she immediately sent two minions down below to inform us that the direction of travel has been discovered, and all we need to do is intercept you on the road you must pass... How do you say that?"

"[Sit back and wait]." Meow Meow yawned.

I was careless...Tong Emperor noticed the two tiger-level monsters who ran away before the battle started. Because they were weak, they were insignificant to the battle situation. In addition, Group C had to concentrate on dealing with three super-powerful ghost-level monsters. , so Emperor Tong ignored the two escaping weirdos.

I thought that if four S-class heroes worked together as a team, no matter what kind of enemy they encountered, they could defeat even dragon-class cadres. It was because I was too carried away and did not consider that the enemy cadres could form a team and act together even if they did not have detection means.

There is no reply in the communicator so far. Tong Emperor's mood keeps sinking and he can't help but hold the communicator tightly.

The Wandering Emperor couldn't help laughing when he saw the Child Emperor's increasingly desperate expression: "Hahaha, have you been given up? No reinforcements have arrived for so long without even asking. It seems that you are the 'bait' thrown by the Heroes Association. "

"It's not much better than us weirdos. No, it should be said that it's worse. At least Da Jiongyan won't use the cadres as bait."

The body of the ugly president who was flexing his body suddenly swelled up in a circle, and he clenched his fists with a grin:

"Hey, Wandering Emperor, I can't wait. Let's get started. Whoever grabs the head with the highest score will get it. Everyone depends on their ability! Oh my, such an outstanding and handsome young man with a great future, I really can't hold back. Don’t hold back the desire to smash that handsome face to pieces with one punch!”

"Hmph, anyway, I have killed the vest-backed venerable, and Meow Meow is not interested in points, so the pig god and the sexy prisoner are mine."

More and more energy balls appeared around the Wandering Emperor, and he turned to look at Weird Gum:

"Gumi, please bear with me for a while. After we kill them, we will feed you the corpses."

The huge, deformed mouth of the gums showed a human and greedy smile.

The Child Emperor sat down on the ground with a thud, watching in despair as the four dragon-level cadres began to discuss how to divide their heads and flesh as if no one was around.

There is still no response of assistance. Has Mr. Wushen really abandoned us?

This idea flashed through Tong Di's mind, and was immediately rejected by him. impossible! If it were Metal Knight who took charge of the overall situation, it might be possible, but Mr. Wushen would never be that kind of person!

I must hold on until reinforcements arrive!

The child emperor made up his mind and tried his best to push himself up to stand up. The tattered schoolbag behind him automatically opened and a dense slender mechanical arm appeared.

"Yes, yes, that's the expression! I will smash your little face full of 'hope' and 'trust' to pieces!"

The ugly president laughed ecstatically and strode towards the Child Emperor. His figure grew bigger with every step he took.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The gravel on the ground began to tremble slightly. Was that the heavy footsteps of the ugly president?

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom! !

The weirdos, including the ugly president, stopped talking and moving, and looked toward the ceiling in confusion. What is that sound?

It wasn't footsteps, it was... The child emperor's eyes suddenly became wet. In his excitement, he completely ignored his image and shouted to the dragon-level cadres almost like a howl:

"We are not bait! Open your eyes and see clearly! Your end has come!!"

boom! !

The ceiling at the top of the huge corridor exploded!

Rubbles fell on the open space between the weirdo group and C group, creating a wide barrier.

Above the huge hole in the ceiling, above the huge holes layer by layer, there was a burly figure standing on the edge of the hole against the light.

One of the four pillars of the Hero Association, the strongest man on earth, KING! He folded his arms in front of him and looked down at the four dragon-level monsters with a majestic face.

The huge roar of the emperor's engine sounded continuously from his body.

The weirdos looked cautious. They knew that it was the drum beat that was about to break out in a desperate battle!