Human accounts are forced to reach max level

After a while, the voice of the system appeared in Gafan's mind again, and with a bit of surprise that he did not expect to find it, he said: "[Looking for Person], it seems that when I was searching for a certain point, I was found by a big man from the same clan. The detective system’s advertisements are automatically forced into template links.”

"Oh!" Gafan was also a little surprised, "Then quickly use this to find someone. I want to confirm the current location of that person."

If the other party is still alive.

Gafan added silently in his heart.

However, what surprised him was that the system did not reply, but was silent.

It wasn't until a while later that Gafan couldn't help but ask again.

"What's wrong?"

"me......"

The voice of the system finally appeared again, but this time it seemed full of confusion and bewilderment, with a bit of confusion like who I am and where I am.

"I don't think I can pretend."

Suddenly, there was silence in this simple room.

Gafan: "..."

To be honest, he has now begun to think about the stupid question of whether the system in his mind will also feel pain if he slaps himself.

But in the end, he sighed in despair and said softly with a look of helplessness.

"Forget it, in short, you try it first."

Hope that person is okay.

Gafan thought silently.

Chapter 6: Bullying children is not allowed

"Ah sneeze——"

Saitama suddenly sneezed loudly and then rubbed his nose in confusion.

It seems like he hasn't sneezed in three years, right?

"Who is talking about me? It's weird, well, forget it."

Touching his bald head without a single hair, Saitama immediately forgot about the matter, and then turned his attention back to his eyes.

At this time, this vast wilderness, which originally had only one huge crater, had become as if it had been bombarded by meteors for an entire hour. It became full of craters, and even some thick magma gushes out, and... .....

There are "loli" Flügels everywhere who have exhausted their strength and are unable to stand on the ground, full of doubts about life.

Hubi, who stayed behind Saitama and recorded the entire battle, was completely down at this time.

But it's not because of how fierce this battle is, but because it's too, too...

It ended too easily.

Whether it's a large-scale spell bombing, a Death Scythe that amplifies the array to the limit, or a series of sky strikes that can collapse mountains and boil seas.

Under that unpretentious fist, it was no different from a dreamy bubble, bursting at the first touch.

Beside a crack that looked like an abyss, Azriel, who had completely exhausted all her strength and transformed into a child form, sat on her knees on the ground, looking at her exquisite and delicate hands in disbelief.

"Why? Why can't you hurt that damn bald cat?"

Recalling the previous scene where the other party had a dull look on his face, tried to catch a blow from the sky with his face, and actually succeeded in getting unscathed, which was so strong that it was unreasonable, Azrael was shocked. I wonder if I am dreaming now.

Even though the Flügel itself cannot dream, they don't even need to sleep.

This kind of thing, let alone the emperor among the dragon spirits, even the spirit species may not be able to do it without taking any defensive measures and relying solely on the body, right?

"I told you not to call me bald. I didn't want to be bald." A helpless voice suddenly sounded next to him.

"Hey, meow!"

Azrael was so frightened that she jumped up from the ground like a frightened cat, and was caught firmly by a pair of big hands wearing red gloves.

"Be careful, you seem to be just like ordinary children now, you can easily hurt yourself." Saitama said kindly, "But why have you all become smaller? Is there a leak?"

"You, what are you going to do, meow?!"

Obviously, Saitama's kindness has not been conveyed at all, and little Azriel is now as panicked as little Jibril before.

"I, I'm warning you, if you want to do something bad to us, Lord Artesio will not let you go, he is a god!"

Seeing the little guy in front of him who looked like a cat with fried hair, even slapping his bald head with his hands in a panic, Saitama didn't feel angry, but still had a blank expression on his face.

His tolerance for children is surprisingly high. Even a naughty child would be willing to risk his life to save the other person.

"Hey, does this count as calling your parents if you lose in a fight? Are you kids... Well, no, you seem to be kids now."

Ignoring the little hand that was still patting her head vigorously, Saitama glanced at the other Flügels who had turned into children and said to herself.

"But you are quite strong. Each of you is stronger than the weirdos I met before. It seems that only a few of those guys can challenge you in a duel. Moreover, there is that..."

Saitama frowned with a look of recollection, thought for a moment, and then continued: "It seems to be called a sky strike. If that thing hits me directly, it can actually make me feel pain. It's quite powerful. ”

Just feeling pain? !

Little Azriel looked at Saitama, who was covered in a lot of dust but without any wounds, with a blank look on his face, and thought in shock.

"You, who are you?"

"Eh? Didn't I say it before? My name is Saitama, a hero driven by interest, and also a human being."

"Human? Impossible, that's obviously just a monkey that can't even use elf power..." Little Azrael's immature face was still full of disbelief, but she also knew that she was now entangled. This question makes no sense.

"So, what do you want to do now?"

Azriel, who was secretly using mental links to carefully communicate with the city in the sky, and planned to use a large forced space teleportation array to take everyone away, asked cautiously.

"Kill us?"

After all, it is normal for them to be killed if they choose to go to war.

A miniature magic circle invisible to the naked eye had quietly formed in the gap in space, and he was about to activate it, but Saitama's answer made Azrael stunned for a moment.

"Eh? Why should I kill you?" Saitama asked with a strange look on his face.

Under Azrael's dumbfounded gaze, Saitama carefully put the other party back on the ground, and also helped to brush away some dust on her green hair.

"I can't do anything, and I don't have any weird habits like bullying children. I'm a hero motivated by interest."

hero?

what is that?

Cultural differences made Azriel subconsciously raise this question. In the "dictionary" of her race, there was always only the word winner.

"You are not some evil-doing weirdo. If you do something wrong, just teach him a lesson. Compared to this, do you know Japan? After all, is this still the earth?"

Saitama looked up at the gray clouds, looking at the starry sky that was completely different from what he saw on the earth through the big hole that he had punched through before, and scratched his cheek blankly.

Just when he was about to say something else, he suddenly froze for a moment, then turned his head to look in a certain direction in surprise.

"It's strange. Someone seemed to have glanced at me just now. Is it an illusion?"

This is not a sixth sense or anything like that, just a simple intuition, but being looked at by others is not something worth worrying about. Compared to that kind of thing...

Saitama kept turning his head with a blank look on his face, then suddenly raised his hand so quickly that an afterimage appeared, and firmly grasped a wrist bound with armor.

A man wearing a mask and a pair of beast ears on his head appeared in front of little Azrael without any warning. The sharp claws that could easily tear apart steel were less than five centimeters away from her eyes. .

But now we can't make any progress.

"Who are you?"

Saitama looked at the other person with a frown, and also took a look at the other person's outfit, not sure whether it was a samurai or a ninja.

"Are you the kind of pervert who likes to bully children or something like that?"

The orc had no intention of answering, and shouted without any hesitation: "Everyone should activate [Blood Bad] directly, and make sure to kill all the Flügels present who have exhausted their power. This is a once-in-a-lifetime event. There won’t be a second chance!”

They were attracted by the energy ripples that cut through the sky and the ground vibrations that spread thousands of miles. The terrifying power that was enough to cause such a movement could seriously threaten the orc race, not even close to their city. too far.

Therefore, they came to investigate the situation and happened upon this perfect opportunity that was almost impossible to encounter in the past.

Destroy all the god-killing weapons—the Flügel.

"yes!"

Dozens of figures appeared in the air all around at the same time. Mysterious blood marks emerged from their skins. Their bodies were wrapped in crazy blood, and even their vertical pupils were dyed red like blood.

【Blood Bad】

The orcs have unique abilities, special skills that only some elite individuals can master. Under the premise of placing a huge load on the body, they can completely unlock the body's limitations, maximize the explosive potential, and improve all aspects of the body's functions dozens of times. Then... .....

Break through physical limitations.

Explode the speed and power like a game bug!

"Bang!"

Like the loud sound of a sonic boom appearing at the same time, these dozen orcs were planted in mid-air. They stepped on the air as fast as they could with pure physical strength, and then disappeared instantly as if they were stepping on an invisible fulcrum. On the spot, the target was directed at the little Flügels who had exhausted their strength and were in the form of infants.

Almost at the same time, the orc captain, whose wrist was held by Saitama, also directly activated the blood damage. He used the force-removing technique to instantly pull out his arm, and then aimed it at the egg-like face. Without any hesitation, he directly hit it to the maximum extent. , desperately, bursting out with power beyond physical limits.

Not only the Flügels who have lost their ability to fight, but also the man who single-handedly destroyed all the Flügels is here to fight to kill them.

Although I don't know how the other party achieved such a feat, after fighting all the Flügel, they must have been at the end of their strength.

He can kill the opponent!

In this close distance, in the hand-to-hand combat that the orcs are best at.

He wants to eradicate two unstable factors that can threaten the orcs here!

The race will remember what he did today, and he will—

On it!

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The orc captain laughed wildly and roared ferociously. The shock in his throat even sent out a real air wave, and then the fist wrapped in crazy blood finally hit the ridiculous braised egg hard. Face......

"Bang——!!!"

"It's so noisy!"

A human-shaped pit instantly appeared on the ground. Saitama, who slapped him casually, complained dissatisfiedly, and then noticed a dozen other "perverts" who wanted to bully "children".

"ah?"

The figure disappeared instantly, and then...

"Bang——!"*n

I don’t know when there were more than a dozen human-shaped pits on the ground.

Chapter 7: Learn to install your own plug-in system

Looking at the crude virtual arrow in front of it, the system muttered to itself.

"It's really installed."

"Well, after all, you are already a mature system, so you have to learn to install plug-ins for yourself." Gafan agreed expressionlessly.

"I always feel that what you said is weird, forget it." The system became a little proud again, "I can still do it if I want to."

"That's what you said, but what do you mean by this arrow?"

Gafan pointed at the virtual arrow in front of him, which was similar to a mouse arrow and could not be simpler, and expressed his doubts.

"Apart from this thing, I can't see any other information displayed. Can I really find someone here?"

"Of course it can, and I tried using it just now, and I can say that the effect is good."

"Hey, you've said it before you use it... No one else has the authority to boast about it." Gafan complained.

"That's right!" He didn't understand the system that carbon-based organisms complained about at all, and felt a little more proud. "Although there seems to be something wrong when loading, this is the same as the code that has a bug but can still run. The only problem is that the panel looks a bit crude. ”

Is this just a little crude?

Gafan looked at the screen in front of him, which looked like a computer screen that went black after being turned on, with only a mouse left, and didn't want to express any opinions.

"This mouse, uh, no, the direction pointed by this arrow is the location of the person we are looking for." The system explained in a more serious voice in Gafan's mind, and the voice was unexpected. It sounds pretty good.