Chapter 112: Hurry Up and Die
With just one punch, the entire underground began to shake frantically, a massive amount of rubble falling from above; that incredibly violent power almost shook the heavens and earth.
The wave of Monsters, which had been surging like a tide, was blasted into a massive gap by a single punch. A mist of blood filled the air, and countless severed limbs fell, crashing onto the other Monsters.
The original tyrannical emotions were completely extinguished under this punch, like a raging fire meeting an overwhelming tsunami, with no power to resist at all.
The Monsters rushing forward were all terrified; they knew King was strong, after all, he was the long-renowned the strongest man on earth among humans.
But they always believed that no matter how strong a human was, there was a limit; how could they possibly rival their own Monster bodies?
One must know that due to the influence of the Monster Factor, the vast majority of Monsters were actually very conceited, believing themselves to be invincible in the world, and their emotions fluctuated wildly, often becoming irritable over trivial matters.
But now, all the Monsters shared a single emotion: terror.
With eyes full of despair and shock fixed on King, the Monsters lost their courage to charge and fled without hesitation, wishing they had been born with ten more legs.
"Run! This guy is simply a Monster! He's not human!"
"Are you kidding me! I saw with my own eyes that Royal Ripper was punched into dregs; he was a Demon Level Monster after all, how could he be one-shotted, you bastard!"
"Are you an idiot! Among that pile of Monsters just blown apart by a single punch, there were at least dozens of Demon Levels! Stop talking nonsense and run! If you block my way again, I'll kill you first!"
However, as the Monsters retreated frantically, they slammed into a rippling golden barrier that flowed like water.
"When did I ever say you could leave?"
King's voice rang out like a great bell, accompanied by the thumping King Engine, like a God coldly issuing an order for extermination.
The long-unused [Energy Control] activated, and a brilliant golden light erupted around King's body; an almost endless energy storm spread frantically outward from his body.
Since this skill itself had certain limitations and the maximum amount of energy it could control was only at the Dragon Peak level, it wasn't very effective in battles between top-tier experts.
But for the current situation of clearing out minions, this was undoubtedly a divine skill!
Countless Demon-level Monsters didn't even have time to scream before they were submerged by the golden storm full of destructive energy, their bodies torn into thousands of pieces, eventually turning into ashes and dissipating into the world.
Seeing this, Homeless Emperor in the distance was stunned, staring in disbelief at the golden energy storm filling the sky, his pupils suddenly contracting.
How is this possible... why is this energy control so similar to mine... could it be that this guy King is also an envoy of God... In an instant, it was as if a thunderclap had exploded in Homeless Emperor's mind; he seemed to have realized something, his eyes shining terrifyingly bright.
I understand! No wonder King is just a lowly human yet could become the so-called strongest man on earth; it turns out he, like me, is an envoy assigned to the human world by God!
But... seeing that King had condensed such a powerful energy storm in less than a second, a hint of jealousy flashed in Homeless Emperor's eyes.
If both were envoys of God, then why was the energy this guy could control even more powerful than his own? Could it be that God also has moments of favoritism!
As soon as this thought emerged, Homeless Emperor trembled all over and slapped himself hard, his scruffy face immediately turning red.
Bastard! How could I have thoughts of doubting God! God is always benevolent, upright, and great!
Beside him, Black Sperm looked at Homeless Emperor, who had suddenly slapped himself, with a look as if he were watching a lunatic, and couldn't help but shake his head.
Although he had always felt that this human-looking guy was a bit crazy, seeing this idiot slap his own face confirmed he was indeed a lunatic.
Seeing the world-destroying energy storm sweeping toward them, Nyan didn't hesitate for a second, turning around to run.
Under the influence of his innate ability, his figure turned into an extremely thin line and directly slipped into a nearby rock crevice, vanishing.
Fuhrer Ugly sensed the terrifying power that made even his strong Physical Body tremble continuously; he also showed no hesitation, decisively turning to run and smashing right through the rock behind him.
"Gugu gaga!"
Gums let out a strange cry, his biological instinct to seek luck and avoid calamity making him turn and flee, charging forward rapidly through the hole Fuhrer Ugly had smashed, fearing that staying here for even one more second would result in being one-shotted.
Black Sperm's expression was somewhat ugly as he considered whether to fight back.
The power of this energy storm had clearly exceeded his individual limit in the Black Sperm state; if he wanted to resist this power, he would have to transform into the ultimate life form fused from 54 trillion cells, Platinum Sperm.
But that would be too costly; he still had the chance to split into more cells, there was no need to use it now.
Thinking of this, Black Sperm decisively greased his soles and chose to run.
Before leaving, he glanced at Homeless Emperor, who was still standing there in shock, and clicked his tongue impatiently.
In the next second, Black Sperm's right hand continuously expanded and deformed, a giant palm dozens of meters long grabbing Homeless Emperor and carrying him away from the scene.
It couldn't be helped; those pawns of the Monster Association were definitely dead, but as long as Dragon-Level Executives like them were fine, the Monster Association could be rebuilt at any time.
Although Homeless Emperor was usually crazy, talking all day about nonsense like the world being a gift from God, and looking like a fool, he was at least a standard Dragon Level combatant.
Black Sperm had never forgotten his ultimate goal in joining the Monster Association, which was to unite with other Monsters to take down the Hero Association.
This way, the more high-end combat power, the better.
As for those weak Demon-level Monsters? He was truly sorry, but even he could do nothing to help; just hurry up and die...