The images on the large screen flickered on and off, as if receiving signals from another dimension.
But just those occasional clear moments were enough to freeze the souls and stun the faces of all the elite staff present.
It was a desolate land, completely destroyed, reshaped, and with its topography utterly altered.
In the footage, two streaks of light—one gold and one yellow—too fast for even the satellite's high-speed cameras to capture, were colliding madly at speeds beyond the limits of human comprehension.
Each collision left a dazzling, sun-like burst of light on the screen, along with a terrifying shockwave that tore and rolled the earth like paper.
Everyone was stiff with shock, even forgetting to breathe, at the apocalyptic scene on the screen, as if creation gods were playfully battling.
"Report… Based on existing data… a preliminary, impossible calculation is being performed…"
The chief analyst, wearing glasses, reported with a trembling voice and a face as pale as paper: "Disaster level… cannot be determined!"
"Energy level… has exceeded the upper limit of our database's definition for 'Dragon' level, and may even… exceed 'Above Dragon'!"
"This level of destructive power… Could it be… could it be that Madame Shibabawa's prophecy… has really come true?"
Someone, unconsciously, mumbled in a dreamlike voice.
The next moment, the air in the entire command room seemed to be sucked out.
In the deathly silence, only heavy breathing and the crackling sound of equipment burning remained.
"No… no way?"
"Could it be… that?"
"The legendary… capable of causing the complete destruction of human civilization…"
"God-level Disaster!?"
"Why the panic?"
A steady, slightly playful hoarse voice echoed in the despair-filled command room.
Everyone looked over, only to see a one-eyed man with meticulously combed slicked-back hair and a black eye patch over his left eye, who had, at some unknown point, stood before the main screen.
He was Makoi, the head of the Hero Association's Second Operations Room, known for his ruthlessness and unscrupulous methods.
Makoi narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the two light spots on the screen that were constantly creating miracles of destruction, a morbid and fanatical smile on his lips, and said, "Oh my, what a magnificent sight. This level of battle has already exceeded the scope of our conventional emergency plans, hasn't it?"
"Since that's the case, we can only contact our invincible S-Class Heroes now and send them to the scene to bring us first-hand intelligence!"
"But Director! Sending any S-Class Hero to this level of battle… how is that any different from sending them to their death?!"
A young staff member couldn't help but retort.
"What do you think?" Makoi's tone was light, yet carried an undeniable chill, "Of course, we send our strongest one."
The message quickly reached Sitch's office, the head of the Disaster Countermeasures Department, via the highest-priority internal dedicated line.
Sitch looked at the report, which described the situation as "God's Domain," and the extremely blurry video footage sent by his subordinate, instinctively rubbing his aching temples.
"Deploy… Tatsumaki?"
Seeing the operational plan personally signed by Makoi on the report, Sitch took a deep breath, his eyes becoming resolute.
"At this point, this is the only way."
He immediately picked up the red emergency phone on his desk and dialed out.
"Miss Tatsumaki, I apologize for disturbing you!"
"There's an emergency that requires you to immediately go to Z-City… Uh, the situation…"
"Is not optimistic, it might be the most severe challenge we have faced to date!!"
...
...
Half an hour later.
A supersonic transport plane belonging to the Hero Association roared through the clouds, quickly arriving at an altitude of ten thousand meters above the outskirts of Z-City.
Inside the cabin, Tatsumaki floated by the edge of the porthole, her arms crossed over her chest, her entire body enveloped in a faint green psychokinetic glow.
Her delicate and beautiful small face calmly observed the terrifying scene outside the window, which looked as if it had been repeatedly plowed by meteor showers for billions of times, but her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
A deep sense of confusion flashed in her emerald green eyes.
This level of destructive power, this fighting style that wantonly ravaged the planet's surface as a battlefield…
Aside from her going all out, the first thing she thought of was actually…
That detestable, annoying Hentai!!!
Just thinking of that tall figure with eight-pack abs and a dog waist, and those two and a half hours above the clouds that made her want to die of shame and indignation.
Tatsumaki's cheeks involuntarily flushed a fiery, burning crimson.
"D-damn it… Why do I always think of that guy?!"
She quickly shook her head vigorously, trying to expel that man's domineering figure from her mind.
"We are right below it, Miss Tatsumaki! We cannot get any closer, the strong energy field is interfering with the aircraft!"
The pilot's anxious voice came through the communicator, pulling Tatsumaki's wandering thoughts back to the real world.
"Understood."
Tatsumaki nodded, and deep within her eyes, emerald green Psychokinesis flames lit up like a nebula.
Having received the ace of the Association's approval, the transport plane's bottom hatch decisively opened.
The next second, a petite figure enveloped in a light green glow free-fell from it.
During the rapid descent, her iconic military green overcoat was blown away by the high-altitude winds, fluttering and quickly receding.
And the alluring figure, clad in a black long dress with a slit, that emerged from it, transformed into a dazzling green meteor.
Trailing a long fiery tail, she sped towards the center of the shattered ground.
The closer she got, the more peculiar Tatsumaki's expression became, even to the point of being startled and uncertain.
The residual energy fluctuations in the air were violent, scorching, and filled with a primal aura of destruction; one of these forces felt especially familiar to her.
No, not just familiar!
It was the golden power that was already etched deep within her body and soul, that overwhelmingly domineering power that made her both hate and fear him!
There was no mistake.
That super annoying, super perverted guy must have been here not long ago!
"Is it you, Han Sen…?"
At this moment, Tatsumaki's heart was incredibly conflicted. She knew that Han Sen secretly dealt with disasters every day, silently guarding the world's peace, and was a true hero.
However, while being a hero, he was privately a bad guy who made her feel weak all over and her legs tremble just thinking about him! A demon…!!
Just as Tatsumaki thought more and more, clenching her teeth, wishing she could find that man immediately and tie him up with Psychokinesis to beat him for three days and three nights.
The two god-like, vast auras from the center of the battlefield below surged into the sky, making her suddenly snap back to reality!
Her pupils instantly constricted as she clearly saw the scene there, and…
Was then astonished.
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