King Engine Of One Punch Man

The smoke disappeared and the storm subsided.

"Am I losing?"

On the top of the spacecraft, Poros was lying on the ground. At this moment, he has changed greatly. From the previous mighty and majestic overlord to a skinny old man, his whole body is exhausted and his muscles are extremely contracted, leaving only a skinny and that one. Haughty hair.

"Huh? Isn't it dead yet?"

Saitama stood not far away, with his back to Poros, his fluttering white cloak became crippled in a series of battles. After hearing Poros' murmur, he looked at Poros sideways and said, "You are really strong. what!"

Being able to take a serious punch from him didn't die completely, much better than all the weirdos he had encountered in the past.

Poros said weakly: "Unexpectedly, this is a reciprocal battle..."

"Oh, yes!"

Saitama said calmly.

"Liar."

Poros slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sky blankly. The night has quietly fallen, and a little bit of stars hangs on it, as if thousands of thousands are looking down into his eyes, "I lost this battle. You still have strength. And I have no resistance. Whether it is for you or for me, this is not a battle at all. The prediction is really unreliable, Saitama, you are too strong..."

"Oh."

Saitama left calmly.

"The prediction is not only to avoid war, but also to let me die!"

Poros looked at the stars in the sky, not knowing which one was his home.

"My people, don't try to invade the earth in vain, this is my last advice to you!"

Step on!

On the silent spaceship, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

a while.

King's face was enlarged in Poros's godless pupils.

"King?"

Poros' eyes moved slightly, as if he had realized Ming Wu, "You are right. I can't even beat Saitama. I really don't deserve to fight you. Now, are you coming to see me making a joke?"

King shook his head, "I'm not that bored. Actually, I'm here to borrow something." Poros has been beaten into shredded carrots by Saitama, and he doesn't need to go down the rocks!

"borrow?"

Poros' eyes were slightly confused.

"Yes." King smiled slightly, "I want to...borrow your life and abilities! I hope you don't mind!"

"Bick, do it!"

Click!

A bald monster with green skin and two horns on top of his head appeared. He stretched out his hand and twisted it, and Poros was killed immediately.

Earthlings... can't afford it! !

This is probably his last thought.

"Dingdong, congratulations to Host, the vaccine man has been upgraded to a two-star weirdo."

"Ding Dong, congratulations to Host, the vaccine man has been upgraded to a three-star weirdo."

"Huh, Poros deserves to be Poros. The experience value is really high. It has turned Piccolo from a plain-headed citizen into a small local tyrant."

King happily reached out and touched Poros' body.

"Dingdong, congratulations to Host for getting a five-star freak card!"

The beautiful system prompt sounded.

"Five stars, really five stars!!"

King was overjoyed. Although he had guessed that Poros would not be a four-star weirdo, his joy was still beyond words when the dust settled.

After a long time, he calmed down his excitement, turned his head to look at Piccolo, pondered for a while, and ordered: "Piccolo, you now have the ability to protect yourself, act by yourself, try to kill the strangers and upgrade them."

He decided to stock Piccolo. After all, he was such a lazy person, but captivity would slow Piccolo's upgrade speed. Right now, it has the strength of a three-star monster, comparable to a ghost-level disaster monster, enough to protect itself.

"Remember, you must enforce justice and protect yourself. If other heroes are chasing you, don't hesitate to beat you half-crippled and not die. By the way, if you can't beat me, you will report my name."

"Yes, Master, I remember every word you said."

Piccolo nodded solemnly.

"Well, go!"

King looked at Piccolo's leaving figure with deep emotion.

Boom!

"Huh? The spacecraft is going to collapse?"

He staggered, and the spacecraft under his feet rumbling and collapsed. After the power ball shattered, all aspects of the spacecraft began to collapse, and many parts fell away from the main body of the spacecraft.

"Fortunately I can fly."

He smiled and naturally lifted into the sky, staring coldly at the collapsed spaceship in the sky.

"Ahhh, the spacecraft collapsed..."

Saitama ran awkwardly in the spacecraft because he was lost again, but in order to leave quickly, he punched the wall and rushed forward quickly.

"Huh, it looks like King has defeated the alien weird."

"Well, and successfully destroyed the core power room of the spacecraft!"

"This spaceship is really big!"

Bangu, metal bats and others gathered together and looked up at the spaceship.

"In other words... how did city A become like this?"

At this time, a cold voice sounded behind them.

"Um?"

They turned their heads and saw a handsome man sitting upstairs and looking down at them arrogantly. The man was dressed in casual clothes, handsome in appearance, with slightly messy blue hair, and he was very handsome.

"Sweetie Mask?"

This person is really the first A-level hero-Sweetheart Mask!

Sweetie Mask tilted her head slightly, staring at them, and said coldly: "Tell me about the specifics! Remember, until I'm satisfied."

"Hey, where did you come from?" The metal bat said uncomfortably, "If it is to resist disasters, then sorry, the disaster has been resolved."

"You said it's solved?"

Sweetie Mask opened her eyes and sneered: "Is this also called victory? How incompetent you are? I am so disappointed in you. Most of the S-class heroes meet in City A, however, City A was easily destroyed. ?"

The Atomic Warrior said indifferently: "At that time, we had a meeting in the headquarters building. After the enemy started attacking, we immediately came out, but...City A has been destroyed."

Sweetheart sneered and said: "How can it be? I implore the media to show mercy?"

The sexy prisoner asked, "Which side are you on? We have tried our best." This guy has a pretty appearance, but he is not cute at all! On the contrary, it is boring.

"I?"

Sweetheart Mask stood up slowly, and said coldly: "I'm on the side of justice." He went down the broken building, and said calmly: "You S-rank heroes are so useless. This is not good. Since it's useless, I I advise you to abdicate as soon as possible and return to the C-level to practice again!"

"Hey, you blue-haired bastard, you're too small!" Kabuto put the metal bat with both hands, walked up to the sweetheart mask, stared at him, and sternly said: "I don't care what bullshit idol you are. If you do, be careful...I'll beat you!!"

Sweetie Mask calmly stared at the metal bat, and sneered: "Do you know why I never enter the S-level?" He stared at the metal bat's eyes, and a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth evokes, "Just to stop you This kind of weak and useless little character becomes an S-class hero."

"Well?"

The metal bat was full of anger, his eyes opened sharply, and his palms held the bat tightly.

"You bastard, I'm going to use a bat to flatten your pie face!"

boom!

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