Chapter 125: Where Lies the Hope of Humanity?
The buck-toothed man murmured, his fingers dancing across the keyboard.
He was the powerful S-Class Hero as mysterious as Blast, the second most mysterious existence in the entire Hero Association: Metal Knight.
Few had seen his true face; even Child Emperor had only served as his assistant before they went their separate ways.
As the data uploaded by Child Emperor finished being analyzed, Metal Knight's expression gradually turned cold, and he couldn't help but frown:
"To possess such a high level of energy... It seems I can't keep hiding this time..."
Metal Knight slid his fingers, and one cool-looking mechanical body after another appeared on the large screen before him.
"Facing a crisis of this magnitude while also keeping an eye on the Machine God Organization... Forget it, I'll start by deploying 30 dragon-level robotss."
"Vroom!!"
In a certain desolate wilderness, a massive roar echoed in all directions. A thousand-meter-long crack appeared in the earth's surface; countless fragments of rock fell into the sudden fissure, only to be blown away by a gust of wind.
The crisp sound of clashing metal rang out continuously in this uninhabited forest. Beneath the dark fissure, thirty pairs of mechanical eyes glowing with a crimson light were revealed.
[Target Destination: Z City—]
[Purpose: Investigate the source of special energy, properly arrange for the masses, assist other S-Class Heroes of the Hero Association in battle, and construct temporary shelters—]
[Participants in this operation: 30 units, specifically dragon-level robotss No. 15 through No. 45—]
[Depart—]
Thirty massive robots, each nearly five meters tall and carrying sophisticated equipment, flew out of the fissure. Their hard, silver-white outer shells glinted with a cold light under the sun.
Boom!
The propulsion devices behind them erupted with scorching tail flames. The 30 dragon-level robotss driven by Metal Knight streaked across the sky, leaving silver-white trails as they charged toward the distant Z City... the prison.
"Haha! Sonic baby, where are you? Don't let me catch you~"
In a large open space, the muscular Puri-Puri Prisoner was currently blindfolded with an opaque black cloth, playing a game of tag with a face full of smiles.
Not far from Puri-Puri Prisoner, Sonic's face was as dark as water. He gripped a sharp stone he had just picked up from the ground, his eyes filled with the flames of hatred.
How dare he expose his weaknesses before me so recklessly? He completely ignores me! Or does he think I'm already powerless to resist!
These past few days, Sonic had been living a life worse than death, suffering daily harassment from that gay pervert Puri-Puri Prisoner. It was beyond annoying.
If not for his own extreme speed—which had become even faster after discarding certain things—Puri-Puri Prisoner would have likely already had his way with him.
As the saying goes, what is unattainable is always in turmoil, while what is obtained is often no longer cherished.
Now, Puri-Puri Prisoner's heart was entirely set on Sonic. It could be said that the other prisoners had been relegated to the "cold palace"; he only wanted to conquer this super-fast little sweetie before him.
However, Sonic had no weapons, and conventional weapons couldn't possibly wound a monster with such impressive defensive power like Puri-Puri Prisoner, so he could only let it be.
In Sonic's heart, Puri-Puri Prisoner's "must-kill" priority had even surpassed Saitama and King, being listed as a target that had to be eliminated.
But now was a good opportunity!
After spending these days together, Puri-Puri Prisoner had lowered his guard against Sonic, even daring to voluntarily deprive himself of sight to play this so-called game of tag.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he missed it, he might never get another chance to kill this guy.
Die!!
Sonic gave a cold snort, his figure turning into an afterimage as he vanished from the spot. When he reappeared, he was directly above Puri-Puri Prisoner, the sharp corner of the stone aimed at the crown of his head.
This Ninja, known for his endurance, now had a hideous smile on his face. Veins throbbed on his cheeks, filled with the excitement of impending revenge.
Finally... I can finally kill this guy!
Just then, the S-Class Hero emergency contact phone tucked into the back of Puri-Puri Prisoner's trousers suddenly vibrated.
"Oh!"
A strange look flashed across Puri-Puri Prisoner's face. He specifically waited for the phone to finish vibrating before taking it out and ripping off his blindfold.
Seeing this, Sonic's heart skipped a beat. He threw the stone into the air and, using it as a medium to exert force in mid-air, quickly jumped away.
A major reason why he hadn't been able to kill Puri-Puri Prisoner these past few days was that he no longer dared to engage in close-quarters combat with him under normal circumstances.
The psychological trauma left from a while ago was too severe. Whenever Sonic recalled the feeling of being held in those arms, he felt an intense urge to vomit.
This strong physical discomfort had weakened his combat power by more than half.
Damn it! Why did this guy suddenly take off the blindfold!
While Sonic was filled with suspicion and uncertainty, a look of determination flashed across Puri-Puri Prisoner's face. He grabbed his prison uniform and tore it to shreds, revealing his rock-hard, powerful muscles.
A hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes. Then, with a giant leap, he landed on top of the prison wall. He waved with great tenderness to the bewildered prisoners below, especially to Sonic.
"Farewell, babies! When I return after finishing this matter, I promise the love I give you will triple!"
After saying this, Puri-Puri Prisoner jumped down without hesitation, charging out of the prison and heading toward Z City.
Although he didn't know exactly what was happening in Z City, he only knew that the Hero Association had classified this operation as a potential God-level Disaster.
What kind of terror lay ahead, whether a bottom-tier S-Class Hero like him could be useful, or whether he could survive...
He didn't know any of it.
If he died, this prison harem of sweeties would leave him. Even facing such a heavy price, Puri-Puri Prisoner still pressed forward bravely.
Because he was an S-Class Hero.
If even the S-Class Heroes at the pinnacle of strength didn't dare to step forward, where would humanity's hope lie?
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