On the highway leading to the Hero Association Headquarters in City A.
A black limousine was weaving crazily through the flow of traffic.
Sitting in the backseat, Hellish Blizzard gripped the hem of her skirt on her knees tightly.
At this moment, her face was filled with undisguisable anxiety and panic.
Through the car window, she stared fixedly at the huge shadow gradually becoming clear on the distant horizon—that was City A, and also the location of the Hero Association Headquarters.
"Faster! Eyelash!"
Hellish Blizzard's voice sounded a bit hoarse due to anxiety.
In the driver's seat, Eyelash, wearing a suit, already had beads of sweat seeping from his forehead.
The needle on the speedometer had already approached the red line area, and the scenery outside the car window had almost blurred into a single line.
"Lady Hellish Blizzard, this is already the limit! Any faster, and the tires might not be able to take it..."
Eyelash glanced at the pale-faced Hellish Blizzard through the rearview mirror and explained cautiously.
"As fast as possible! We must arrive before 'that woman'."
Hellish Blizzard gritted her teeth, "If we are one step late, everything will be irredeemable."
Eyelash swallowed a mouthful of saliva, said nothing more, and slammed his foot down on the accelerator.
The limousine let out a roar, accelerated again, and sprinted in the direction of City A.
Hellish Blizzard closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the wildly beating heart in her chest.
But as soon as she closed her eyes, that once-familiar figure would appear in her mind.
Psykos.
The vice-president who once stood side-by-side with her during middle school and co-founded the "Psychic Research Society."
The woman who fell into madness because she peeked at the future.
Not long ago, Hellish Blizzard learned that the mastermind behind the Monster Association, Psykos, had not died in the fierce battle, but was captured by the Hero Association and was being escorted to the Hero Association Headquarters for detention.
The moment she heard this news, Hellish Blizzard immediately set off for City A.
Because Hellish Blizzard knew better than anyone that the reason Psykos became like this was because she saw that so-called "future."
She cannot die.
At least, not die just like that, without explanation.
Hellish Blizzard desperately wanted to know what Psykos had seen through that "Third Eye" back then that caused her complete collapse and fall.
But the premise of all this is that Psykos must be alive.
And now, what threatened Psykos's life was not the judgment of the Hero Association, but her own older sister—S-Class Rank 2, Terrible Tornado.
"Sister..."
As for that woman who possessed overwhelming power, Hellish Blizzard understood her all too well.
If her sister found out that Psykos, the mastermind who caused this catastrophe, was still alive and right at the Hero Association Headquarters...
Hellish Blizzard didn't even dare to imagine that scene.
Terrible Tornado would absolutely rush into the detention level without hesitation and use her terrifying Psychic Power to twist Psykos into a lump of flesh.
There would be no chance for explanation, and no room for redemption.
"Absolutely not, I must see Psykos first."
Hellish Blizzard opened her eyes suddenly, flames burning in her emerald eyes.
This was not just to save Psykos's life, but also for herself.
She wanted to prove it.
Prove that the path Hellish Blizzard took was not wrong.
Therefore, this incident was a cause and effect she had to resolve personally.
"That is my past, and it is also my responsibility. I cannot let my sister interfere with my life anymore!"
...
On the other side.
Although the alarm had stopped, the interior of the Hero Association Headquarters in City A was already in an uproar.
Inside the control command hall, red warning lights were still flashing crazily.
The holographic projection even showed that the "Special Comprehensive Defense System" personally designed by Metal Knight had been completely breached.
"What's going on?! What exactly attacked us?"
"The defense system was wiped out in an instant! Not even a signal was sent out!"
"Could it be that some Dragon-level Monster has attacked?"
The high-level executives of the Association were all pale-faced, sweating profusely as they rushed toward the elevators.
Sitch even lost one of his shoes while running, but he didn't care to pick it up.
"Quick! Mobilize all stationed A-Class and above heroes! Go to the main entrance to provide support!"
A group of executives in suits and leather shoes, escorted by security personnel, stumbled out of the main entrance hall.
As soon as they stepped out, a pungent smell of burning hit their faces.
The smoke and dust had not yet completely dispersed; in the center of the mountain of scrap metal, a few figures were looming.
"All units pay attention! Prepare for battle... uh?"
The security captain rushing at the front raised his gun, but before he could finish speaking, his throat felt like it was stuck by something, and he couldn't make a sound.
The smoke and dust dissipated.
That man stood in the morning light.
He was tall, his expression cold and stern, and the three scars looked exceptionally sharp in the sunlight.
He had his hands in his trouser pockets, his golden hair fluttering gently in the breeze, and at his feet was a pile of priceless mechanical wreckage.
And behind him, that bald man was holding a dog with a blank expression, and in his hand, he was carrying an unidentified creature.
"K... KING?!"
Sitch slammed on the brakes, almost tumbling headfirst into the scrap metal in front of him due to inertia.
The group of executives behind him were also dumbfounded, their hearts, which had been in their throats, instantly dropping back into their stomachs.
Not a Monster.
It's KING!
It's KING, known as "The Strongest Man on Earth"!
Lin Mo looked at the group of people who had rushed out noisily, then glanced at the pile of defense robots at his feet that were no longer recognizable, and frowned slightly.
He took his hands out of his trouser pockets.
"Hiss—"
The executives opposite him collectively gasped, and several of the timid ones even had their legs go weak, almost kneeling on the ground.
Is this the legendary "King's Aura"? Even just raising a hand made people feel as if a great mountain was pressing down on them!
Lin Mo did not care about their reaction, just said calmly:
"Sorry, because of our negligence, the defense mechanism was triggered, leading to this outcome."
He pointed to Saitama behind him, then pointed to the wreckage on the ground, his tone sincere:
"The construction cost of these robots must be quite high. According to the Association's regulations, damaging public property requires compensation at cost. We will bear this expense."
Hearing the word "compensation," Saitama, who was standing behind, stiffened, and cold sweat instantly flowed down his bald head.
But then he sighed; there was no way around it, the fact that he had destroyed these robots was an objective fact.
Compensation was to be expected.
Silence.
Deathly silence.
The executives looked at each other, one by one, as if they had heard some fantasy.
Compensation?
KING wants to pay the Association compensation?
"Ah! Mr. KING! You... why are you here?!"
Finally, Sitch reacted.
The look of terror on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a kind of wild joy.
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