"?"
Monster King Orochi—massive as a mountain—stared down at the tiny figure in front of him with open confusion. This was the first time he'd ever encountered someone who dared provoke him.
BOOM!
A flash of viciousness crossed Orochi's expression. He raised an arm, and it blurred into motion.
Even though Orochi was enormous, he was absurdly agile. His punch was so fast a normal person couldn't even see it—packed with terrifying power, the kind he'd never needed before. He intended to crush this arrogant human into paste.
Splurt.
But after the roar of impact, the scene he expected never came.
The "weak" human didn't die.
Instead, Orochi's arm—into which he'd poured all his strength—was suddenly airborne, severed clean off and flying up into the air, spraying red everywhere like someone had detonated a truckload of ketchup.
"..."
Orochi's previously emotionless eyes stalled. He simply… didn't understand what he was seeing. He'd never had an opponent before, so he didn't even know what it meant for something to go wrong.
"Impossible! That's the ultimate lifeform I cultivated!"
Gyoro-Gyoro stared at the arm spinning through the air, drenched in red, utterly unable to process it.
Orochi was her masterpiece—an ultimate organism she'd raised through unimaginable effort. A being that surpassed Dragon-level monsters, a creature with combat power beyond Dragon. How could a mere human tear his arm off?
She had to be seeing things.
That had to be it.
Gyoro-Gyoro widened her eye, forcing herself to watch every detail.
BOOM!
Orochi also decided it must be an illusion.
Sure, the enemy tore off one arm, but he still had countless tentacles. There was no reason to panic.
This round, the advantage was his.
In a screaming wave, countless tentacles surged up, blanketing the air, whipping toward the muscular man in the white coat.
Hssssss…
The man sneered.
His eyes flared with blazing red light, and the temperature around him spiked violently. The air turned hot, like the room had been shoved into an oven.
In the next second, searing beams erupted from his eyes—scything through the "sky" of tentacles and slicing them apart in an instant.
Chopped tentacle segments rained down, trailing the smoky aroma of burnt meat.
"?!" Orochi's attack failed, and he finally decided to go all-in. He rose, ready to fight at full power.
"I've got a rough read on your strength," the man said, lips lifting slightly.
"Now it's my turn."
He shot into the air and threw a single punch at Orochi's head.
BOOM!
A terrifying shockwave formed at the moment his fist moved and blasted outward in every direction.
Monsters were flung off their feet like trash in a hurricane. Only Demon-level and above could remain standing.
And Orochi—who took the punch head-on—became a headless corpse.
Hssssss…
But it still wasn't over.
The man's eyes blazed again, crimson and merciless, and in a blink he carved Orochi's body into fragments—like dicing meat into mince.
A charred, smoking slurry splattered onto the ground.
The man dropped down slowly in front of the scorched mess and raised a hand.
BOOM!
A white, scorching light flashed—so bright it hurt to look at—and the remaining sludge vanished completely, leaving nothing behind.
"Ah…"
Gyoro-Gyoro—who'd been desperately blinking and focusing, trying not to miss a thing—froze.
Then sweat poured down.
She hadn't seen wrong.
It wasn't that Orochi lost an arm.
Orochi was gone. Completely.
Crack—crack.
The man in the white fur-lined coat rolled his shoulders, loosening his joints, and turned to the monsters.
It was Jovian.
"Hunting time," Jovian said, smiling. "Little monsters."
Hssssss…
Heat vision poured from his eyes again, a razor-sharp blade of red light that began harvesting the monsters one after another.
When the reaper's scythe fell, no one stood back up.
"Aaaah!"
The monsters screamed and howled. Every second, another died. Every second, another fresh body was turned into barbecue.
This wasn't a battle.
It was a slaughter—one-sided and absolute.
Power grinding weakness into dust.
"Trash," Jovian muttered, ignoring the system notifications chiming endlessly in his head. They were so annoying he temporarily muted the system entirely.
He had no interest in absorbing garbage like this. There was no point.
"Feel my psychic power!" Gyoro-Gyoro screamed, watching her life's work get butchered. Rage flooded her, and she pushed her telekinesis to the limit, trying to crush Jovian.
BOOM!
Her power slammed down, and Jovian felt his body grow heavy.
"As long as psychic power is strong enough, you can even control gravity!" Gyoro-Gyoro hissed. "Right now you're under more than ten times this planet's gravity—and I can increase it!"
"You'll be crushed under my—"
"Ah…" Jovian tilted his head, casually rolling his neck. "I feel like I've heard this speech before."
Then he closed his hand in the air.
Pop.
The massive pink one-eyed monster exploded instantly, splattering across the ground like a burst ketchup packet.
1,500 meters underground…
"Not only was Orochi destroyed…"
"My living puppet was destroyed instantly too?"
"And it was done with psychic power…"
"The enemy's psychic power completely overwhelms mine."
A woman with a curvy figure and glasses—beautiful in an intellectual way—stared in disbelief, her eyes full of shock.
"This place isn't safe anymore…"
"I need somewhere secure."
For the first time, real panic surfaced in her expression. She began preparing to retreat.
Back in the Monster Association…
The slaughter continued.
Hssssss…
Jovian stood in place with his hands on his hips, eyes glowing red, continuing to erase enemies with heat vision.
BOOM!
Then, without warning, an enormous surge of liquid appeared behind him.
In the next second, it wrapped around Jovian completely.
"Finally! It's Evil Natural Water!" One of the surviving Dragon-level monsters gasped, a moment of relief flashing across their face.
"Good job!" shouted a filthy, unkempt man with a crown on his head and long, dirty hair. "Hold him like that and destroy him!"
But wrapped in the liquid, Jovian only snorted.
He released a tiny thread of energy from his body—
And the liquid evaporated instantly into steam.
"Uh…" The crowned man's eyes bulged.
"Even I can't do that…" Fear flickered across his face.
"No! I can!" he screamed, forcing the fear down like poison. "I'm the strongest! I am the Emperor!"
In the next second, that terrified vagrant was gone—replaced by a man who declared himself an emperor among vagrants.
The Homeless Emperor.
"Die!" he roared.
"In the face of my power—this vast power granted to me by the great god—disappear!"
Countless glowing spheres formed around him, orbiting like miniature suns, ready to detonate.
Jovian looked at him with mild interest.
Then—
Thump.
A white blur flashed past the Homeless Emperor.
His body dropped.
A headless corpse hit the floor.
Jovian turned and looked down at the dead man, voice cold.
"Sorry—what 'Emperor' did you say you were again?"
His eyes narrowed.
"You really dared call yourself an emperor in front of me?"
"Pathetic."
He clenched his right hand and crushed the crown—smearing it with white salad-like paste and red ketchup-like gore.
"Woof! Woof!"
A huge black dog suddenly barked, opening its mouth as immense power gathered inside.
Jovian turned toward the sound.
"Woof…?" The dog met Jovian's gaze and felt the killing pressure in it.
In an instant, it abandoned the attack entirely—shrinking in attitude like it had turned into a harmless lap dog. It scrambled to Jovian's feet, licking his shoe, rubbing against his leg, tail wagging desperately.
"Good boy," Jovian said, showing a rare hint of a smile.
"An opening!" A cat-headed monster lunged in from the side, laughing as it revealed claws that could shred metal.
Jovian didn't even look.
He turned and punched once.
Splurt.
Red sprayed upward.
Another headless corpse collapsed at his feet.
"Woooof…" The black dog immediately turned the cuteness up to maximum, wagging so hard it looked like it might break its own spine.
It understood perfectly: if it didn't act adorable right now, it was going to die.
"Go sit over there," Jovian said. "Wait until I finish cleaning up this garbage."
He kicked the dog away.
Thump.
It bounced across the ground like a toy and landed behind a rock.
The dog stared blankly, slightly offended—but it didn't dare disobey. It lay down flat and waited, perfectly still, while Jovian continued his cleanup.
"And now… you," Jovian said, cracking his neck. This wasn't over yet.
"You're too ugly."
He appeared in front of an unbelievably hideous monster.
"I am Ugly President, you—" it started.
A red beam flashed.
It became another headless corpse before it could finish the sentence.
"You're too ugly."
Jovian flashed again. A gigantic flower monster with a bizarre stench was split cleanly in half.
"And you," Jovian said, appearing beside a massive creature, "you're too fat."
He vanished again and reappeared in front of a giant monster that had only a huge mouth—no other facial features at all.
BOOM!
A shockwave hit.
And now it was "perfect"—even the mouth was gone. Its round body collapsed with a gigantic hole through the center.
"I am the world's strongest martial arts champion!" a giant with an afro and a martial arts uniform bellowed, stepping forward. "The peak of technique! The strongest among humans—accept my challenge!"
Then he fell.
"Who the fuck do you think you are, challenging me?" Jovian didn't even bother looking down at the corpse. "Go train in hell for three hundred million years."
He moved on.
One minute later…
When Jovian finally stopped, the enormous Monster Association base had only one living person left.
Him.
"..."
He stood drenched in gore on a throne made from piles of bodies, looking down at his own handiwork.
"It's over," Jovian said, stretching slightly.
He turned to retrieve the dog and leave.
BOOM!
Then—one of the monsters he'd already killed suddenly stood up from the corpse pile.
Jovian stopped and looked at it.
"And what are you supposed to be?"
"I—I'm just a bird…" the monster stammered.
It had colorful wings and armor that gleamed like metal. It stared up at Jovian on the corpse-throne, trembling so hard its voice shook.
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