Monster Association, assembly hall.
At this moment, all Dragon-level Weirdos had appeared, and the Monster Association assembly was nearing its end.
Within the vast space of the hall, the atmosphere subtly swayed between fanaticism and suppression.
Upon the throne, the Monster King, Orochi, resembled a silent mountain; his mere presence was enough to choke the throats of all Monsters.
And his mouthpiece and strategist, Great Eyes, dominated the situation, speaking eloquently.
"...And that concludes the general strategic outline for our Monster Association in the coming period!"
Great Eyes's Dio-like voice, amplified by the Psychokinesis of the Dragon-level Weirdos, spread and carried an innate authority to the Monsters in attendance: "Annihilating the Hero Association is merely our first step!"
"Next, we will completely rewrite the order of this planet and establish an ideal nation ruled by Monsters!"
"Humans will become slaves to Monsters, the strong can enjoy freedom at will, and the future will be a world completely belonging to Monsters!"
Below, tens of thousands of low-level Monsters let out fanatical roars, their sound waves almost overturning this underground lair.
However, the Dragon-level cadres, who were qualified to be seated in the upper area, reacted differently.
Pochi was sprawled on the ground, having slept through the entire proceedings.
Ugly Great President picked his nose, his ugly face full of idiocy.
If it was told to immediately go and fight heroes, it would be extremely active, but when it came to the future and ideals...
Sorry, its dictionary didn't contain such complex things.
Gums remained expressionless as usual, seemingly uninterested in any complex topics.
Of course, it couldn't be blamed.
After all, this giant mass of flesh with a mouth didn't even have a face, so it naturally wouldn't show normal expressions.
Nyan Nyan yawned countless times during Great Eyes's speech, occasionally sticking out its tongue to lick the paw pads on its palms, or grinding its claws against the rock wall, making sparks fly.
Its feline vertical pupils, hinting at murderous intent within their innocence, roamed to every corner, seemingly searching for prey to toy with.
Goketsu crossed his muscular arms, closing his eyes to rest, noncommittal to Great Eyes's lengthy discourse.
As a fighter, he was more than willing, but the dignity of a martial artist made him instinctively disdainful of such power games.
The newly joined Homeless Emperor found a corner and watched with cold eyes, firstly because he wasn't familiar with these Monsters, and secondly because before becoming a Monster, he had almost fallen into a life low due to inappropriate socializing, even preparing to commit suicide.
Although he gained a blessing in disguise and received the appreciation of God, becoming a Dragon-level Weirdo overnight, he hadn't completely emerged from the previous unpleasant affairs and was extremely disgusted by such things.
Among the many Dragon-level cadres, only the seemingly most inconspicuous short, black humanoid creature showed an extremely bored expression on his face.
Black Sperm had jumped onto a railing at some point, his arms crossed, his mouth pursed in boredom, and couldn't help but speak in the dull atmosphere as the assembly was about to end.
"I say, Great Eyes."
Black Sperm casually lifted his head, grinned, revealing two rows of sharp teeth: "The Dragon-level cadres of the Monster Association are also increasing, not much fewer than those guys from the Hero Association who call themselves S-Class, right?"
"They also have some kind of ranking over there, which sounds very interesting."
He looked around, his gaze sweeping over Goketsu, Nyan Nyan, and even the sleeping Pochi, finally looking at Great Eyes with a mischievous glint.
"Should we, the Monster Association, also have a ranking for fun?"
"Ranking?"
Great Eyes's single eye turned towards Black Sperm, his voice betraying no emotion.
Black Sperm chuckled, pointing to his Dragon-level colleagues around him.
"That's right! The humans have rankings for their S-Class Heroes, why shouldn't we?"
"The rules are simple, just fight it out, right? Whoever stands last is the strongest!"
"Then, we'll drag out that S-Class Rank 1 Blast and let him see who the true strongest in the world is!"
Black Sperm's words were pointed, and his intention to stir up trouble couldn't have been more obvious.
As his words fell, the atmosphere in the entire hall instantly changed.
Among the previously harmonious Dragon-level cadres, eyes flickered, eager to try, making Psykos's veins throb in the secret room.
Monsters are creatures who inherently worship absolute violence; although their appearances vary, they are essentially terrifying scoundrels who kill without batting an eye.
With these guys gathered together, who wouldn't want to be the boss?
Black Sperm's suggestion merely uncovered a corner of the deepest, suppressed desires within them.
Psykos knew that the current stable situation was hard-won; if they really fought as Black Sperm suggested, playing some bloody ranking game...
After a round of infighting, the Dragon-level cadres, painstakingly gathered, would probably be left with only a few.
"A ranking is completely unnecessary!"
Great Eyes's single eye swept over all the eager Dragon-level cadres, his emphasized tone imbued with a touch of mental pressure by Psychokinesis, fully displaying his authority.
"I have my own judgment of everyone's strength."
"I will arrange you in the most suitable positions according to each person's characteristics, establishing an absolute advantage against the S-Class Heroes."
"What you need to do is not internal strife; whether it's destruction, assassination, or direct crushing, do what you are best at, and the Hero Association will be utterly helpless!"
"Tch... boring," Failing to stir up trouble, Black Sperm didn't care, merely crossed his arms listlessly and scoffed, "So many powerful Monsters gathered together, yet they can't even get a fight going. It's utterly boring."
Psykos: "..."
She decided to ignore this erratic fellow and prepared to announce the end of the assembly.
As for the absent Bug God, it wouldn't be too late to settle accounts with him later.
However, at this moment, an untimely sound of footsteps came from the shadows of the hall entrance.
Tap, tap, tap...
To the unhurried footsteps, a Monster covered entirely in dark, grotesque carapace, resembling a humanoid insect, slowly emerged from the darkness.
Han Sen scanned the hall.
Although he hadn't been physically present before, he had a complete grasp of the Monster assembly's progress through his surveillance network of light and shadow avatars.
—Since Black Sperm, who was supposed to be the main act, failed to cause trouble, then the final grand finale will be up to me.
He ignored the various gazes directed at him and didn't go to join Phoenix Man and his other nominal subordinates.
He walked straight through the crowded Monster masses, stepped onto the empty central plaza, and headed towards the giant throne that exuded terrifying pressure.
"It's him!"
Seeing that dark, slender armored figure, on the upper-level spectator stands, the Monster Princess Do-S, dressed as scantily as ever, raised an eyebrow.
She had been longing for Bug God for a long time.
She had even sent an invitation to Insect God Temple before, but that bastard had actually ignored it.
Now finally seeing him, Do-S's silky, alluring eyes seemed to drip with desire.
As if sensing the burning gaze from above, Han Sen looked up, meeting Do-S's eyes.
The mental imagery read by Imagination Power contained indescribable S&M scenes, causing Han Sen to purse his lips.
Another little bitch lusting after my body, bah! You're despicable!
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