: The Bald-Headed Cloaked Hero

Inside the Monster Association, a strangely shaped monster is reporting the latest intelligence to Gyoro Gyoro:

"Boss! It's confirmed that the Azure Heaven Overlord Fist has appeared at the C City Super Fighting Tournament."

A cold glint flashed in his large, piercing eyes, and he nodded.

"Excellent, this is a golden opportunity! Let those restless fools go out and party!"

"Also, the original plan cannot be broken. Have Phoenix Man lead the elite monster squad and Elder Centipede to bring the hostages back to me! A quick victory is all it takes. After success, retreat immediately. I will send monsters to cause chaos everywhere and thoroughly muddy the waters."

"yes!"

The strange man dared not delay and, after receiving the order, quickly disappeared into the dark tunnel.

What the Monster Association didn't know was that although they confirmed Boros was participating in the Super Fighting Tournament, they avoided the possibility of a direct confrontation with Boros.

However, what they will face is a terrifying demon king who, because of Boros's words, has begun searching for strange people everywhere, making him even more unpredictable.

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At the same time, Saitama was like a whirlwind, frantically weaving through the streets, his shoes kicking up clouds of dust as they rubbed against the ground.

He had only one thought in his mind: he had to find the giant worm that Boros had mentioned, which was several kilometers long, before the other heroes could.

At each intersection, he would occasionally stop his car and eagerly ask passersby if they had seen the big bug.

Just then, a sleazy man with a fleshy face and reeking of alcohol staggered up to them. He squinted his lecherous eyes, looked Saitama up and down, and chuckled:

"Hehe, this simple face, upon closer inspection, is actually quite pleasing to the eye. I didn't see any giant insects thousands of meters long, but I do have a 'raging dragon' that's a dozen centimeters long. Want to come back with me and 'study' it properly? Hahaha!"

Before he could finish speaking, Saitama turned around expressionlessly and delivered a straight punch. With a muffled "bang," the lewd man collapsed to the ground without even uttering a sound.

Saitama flicked away non-existent dust, his brow furrowed, and muttered irritably:

"I don't understand any of your nonsense, but your laughter is absolutely disgusting. What kind of pervert are you? Damn it, where did that giant worm Boros was talking about go?"

As he was talking to himself, he heard the sound of high heels clicking on the ground from not far away.

A stylishly dressed, exquisitely made-up young woman was seen frantically pulling at a hero clad in streamlined armor and wearing a mask, pointing a veiled finger at Saitama and accusing him:

"Rai Genji! That bald guy! It's him! That pervert! I saw him sneaking around this street early this morning, his eyes darting around, looking shifty and suspicious!"

"And he even stops passersby everywhere, asking them with a serious expression if they've seen any big bugs. This weird hobby is just so perverted and disgusting!!"

"Huh? A pervert? Me? I'm a hero..."

Upon hearing the accusation, Saitama turned around with a bewildered expression, his eyes filled with incomprehension.

The hero, known as Rai Genji, tilted his head slightly, and a scrutinizing gaze seemed to emanate from behind his mask. After a few seconds of silence, he clearly confirmed the other party's identity by searching through some kind of database.

"The bald cape-wearing hero, ranked second in Category B?"

Raigen Genji took a step forward, a faint crackling sound of high-voltage electricity emanating from his body. He pointed at the unconscious, lewd man on the ground and the girl beside him, and demanded in a questioning tone:

"Hey, Bald Cape Man? What are you doing here? Look at the chaos you've caused! You not only knocked out civilians, but you also frightened innocent people. You've been officially reported now."

"As a hero, the most basic quality is not to cause trouble for the citizens' lives. Don't you even understand this?"

Bald, caped hero? Saitama was taken aback. A rare hint of panic flickered across his perpetually expressionless face. His gaze darted around, while he frantically prayed in his heart:

"It must be calling the uncle behind me, or the auntie on the roof of the building next door... Anyway, it definitely can't be calling... me, right?"

"Hey, stop looking around! I'm talking to you, Bald Cape Man!"

Raigenji's cold words were like a sharp blade, piercing the fragile bubble of fantasy in Saitama's heart...

A gust of cold wind blew by, and it seemed as if the sky was falling with goose feathers...

Snowflakes are falling... the north wind is howling... the world is a vast expanse of white...

Saitama's bald head seemed to have dimmed a bit, and he stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

The image of "Bald Cape Man" exploded in his mind like a thunderbolt, causing his face to contort.

He recalled Boros's meaningful pat on the shoulder earlier, asking him if he had checked his codename's memory.

Bald-headed, caped hero? Oh, I see. So that's how it is. Those three have probably been secretly laughing at me for a long time over this hero's codename.

In an instant, countless images flashed through Saitama's mind:

Beneath King's seemingly serious expression, he had already silently mocked him countless times; every time Genos asked him for advice, his darting eyes held not admiration, but rather a suppressed twitch of laughter; and that most hateful pineapple-headed guy was probably laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight behind the scenes.

The little voice within him knelt alone on a desolate wasteland, the wind howling and whipping sand and gravel, making his clothes flutter wildly. The little voice raised its face, etched with sorrow and despair, and let out a heart-wrenching cry to the gray sky:

"No—! This can't be real!"

Saitama's mental defenses crumbled, and his face was filled with terror and despair, as if he had no will to live.

Seeing that the bald caped man ignored him after he called out twice, Lei Yuanshi's expression changed slightly. He made up his mind that he would definitely show this B-level bald man his power today.

Although he struggled to deal with a Tiger-level monster, dealing with a mere B-class monster ranked below him was a piece of cake. If he couldn't beat the foreign boss, he could at least beat you.

Raigen Genji, his face grim, strode towards the still unresponsive bald man. As he approached, he shouted sharply:

"Bald Cape Hero! Given your reckless actions just now, which seriously violated the Hero Code and were egregious in nature, you are to come with me to the Hero Association immediately to write a detailed report. I hope you will cooperate with my work, otherwise..."

Genji's aura began to subtly flow.

"Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to use force and forcibly take you there!"

Just as Raigenji was about to reach Saitama, suddenly!

"Rumble—rumble—"

Without warning, a muffled and terrifying roar rolled in from all directions, as if a painful groan came from the depths of the earth. The road beneath their feet instantly cracked, and huge fissures spread wildly like a spider web, causing the entire city to shake violently.

"What a weirdo! What a weirdo—!"

Someone's shout shattered the initial chaos caused by the earthquake. Fear spread like wildfire through the streets; people stared in terror, screams, cries, and calls for help erupting in a cacophony.

The crowd scrambled to escape in all directions. Pushing and trampling were inevitable; some fell to the ground and were immediately swallowed up by the surging crowd; others abandoned their luggage and belongings, running headlong into chaos. The once bustling city scene completely collapsed in that instant.

Genji looked up in astonishment, only to see the once clear sky now torn apart by countless blinding flashes of fire. Explosions erupted from every corner of the city, billowing black smoke that shot straight into the sky, turning the daytime into an apocalyptic, hazy yellow.

Looking around, the entire city was instantly paralyzed. The piercing sirens mingled with the sounds of collapsing buildings, creating a deafening roar that never ceased.

Amidst the billowing smoke and firelight, grotesque figures emerged from the earth or descended from the sky. Roaring, they surged towards the panicked crowd, leaving behind only ruins and devastation in their wake.

This sudden disaster instantly overwhelmed Genji's "punishment" of Saitama in a catastrophe that swept across the entire city.

Raikouji's face was ashen as he watched the thick smoke rising from all parts of the city, and he couldn't help but curse under his breath:

"Damn it, why are there so many weirdos all of a sudden!"

An attack of this scale clearly exceeded everyone's expectations, and the crisis level escalated instantly.

He caught a glimpse of the strange figures moving in the distance out of the corner of his eye. Knowing that every second counted, he could no longer care about the bald cape-wearing man. Without hesitation, he pushed off with his feet, his figure turning into a blur as he rushed straight at the two strange figures who were about to commit violence.

These two strange figures had bizarre appearances and exuded an inexplicable sinister aura. The one on the left was covered in a slimy, sticky substance and was actually a giant catfish with human legs. Its fins fluttered in the wind, and blue arcs of electricity crackled and surged across its skin.

The one on the right is even more bizarre. Its entire face is covered in pale foundation, its eyebrows have been forcibly shaved off and replaced with exaggerated, arched eyebrows, and its lips are painted as red as blood.

She looked exactly like a geisha who had crawled out of an ancient tomb, yet she was carrying a huge thunder drum on her back. As she moved, the drumhead trembled slightly, emitting lightning and a muffled booming sound.

"We must act quickly and finish off these two as soon as possible, then rush to provide support elsewhere. Otherwise, given the current state of this city, it may be reduced to ruins in an instant."

The thought flashed through Lei Yuanguang's mind, but his actions preceded his thoughts.

In an instant, he rushed in front of the two strange men. Facing the catfish-like monster whose body was crackling with eerie electricity and the geisha monster carrying a thunder drum, Genji did not hesitate.

He suddenly raised his right hand, and dazzling lightning condensed in his palm. The crackling current drew an arc of light in the air and swept directly towards the vital points of the two strange men, attempting to suppress them with the force of thunder.

However, when the three figures collided in mid-air, the expected explosion and screams did not occur. The two strange figures merely swayed slightly, their skin remaining completely unscathed, standing in place without even a scratch.

On the other hand, Genji felt a tremendous force of recoil coming from his palm, which made his tiger's mouth numb and his body involuntarily retreat backward until he was back several meters away from his original position before he could barely stabilize himself.

He glanced down at his slightly trembling right hand, his face immediately turning extremely pale, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

"Damn it..."

Raigen Genji's expression was solemn, his brows furrowed, and a bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He raised his head, staring intently at the two strange men, and uttered a judgment in a low voice.

"A weirdo whose motors are ineffective? They can't control them at all... What a bad day!"