"That's all, my wounds haven't fully healed. I'll leave the leadership of this war to you all, don't disappoint me..."
That majestic figure slowly faded, and light once again illuminated the conference room.
The Gorosei let out long sighs, the heavy pressure weighing on their hearts dissipating.
"Lord Imu's strength is truly unexpected. We're all existences that rank in the top 20 of the Gold List, yet before Lord Imu, we still feel insignificant. If she were ranked, Lord Imu might be able to compete for first or second place."
Marcus Mars sat back on the sofa while stroking his beard. The other four nodded in agreement. Regarding this mysterious existence, even they had never seen Imu unleash her full power.
Just at that moment, a loud shattering of glass could be heard.
The five simultaneously turned and saw four figures breaking in through the conference room's large window.
"Ahhh, this is the place! I sensed that strong aura..."
A bald-headed young man looked left and right, then jumped down from the shoulder of a strange man whose legs could shoot flames.
"Saitama! Can you not make decisions on your own? Didn't we agree to monitor the situation first? Can you respect my opinion even a little?"
Beside them stood a beautiful woman with a sexy body who was staring at the bald man with an annoyed face.
"I'm telling you... we should just leave. This is Mary Geoise!"
At the very back stood a red-nosed man wearing a captain's outfit. His face was dejected and nearly crying: "Gentlemen, if you want to play around, at least look at where you are! Even if you want to cause chaos, don't drag me in, okay?"
These four people were Saitama, Genos, Fubuki, who came from the One Punch Man world, and Buggy.
The Gorosei stood stunned in silence. What was this? Someone dared to infiltrate Mary Geoise? Even dared to enter the Gorosei's conference room? Were they tired of living?
Jaygarcia Saturn furrowed his brow while observing them. His eyes focused on the most conspicuous red nose. He thought hard for a moment before recognizing him: "This red nose... seems like he was once on Roger's ship... what was his name..."
Normally big shots like them wouldn't know small fry like this. However, because of Roger's resurrection, they had reviewed Roger's old data. And Buggy's very unique appearance certainly left a deep impression.
Buggy, hearing himself called red nose, instantly felt angry.
'Damn it, if a great figure calls me red nose I wouldn't dare talk back, but now there are still people who dare call me that?'
He immediately turned and saw five old men observing him.
"Oi, old man! Who are you calling red nose?"
Seeing they were just five old geezers already smelling of earth, Buggy immediately felt calm. He walked closer with an arrogant manner and commanded: "Really looking for death! Don't you know who I am? I used to be crew on the Pirate King Roger's ship, Captain Buggy!"
"Oh, Buggy!" Jaygarcia Saturn nodded. "I remember now. This red nose was reportedly pranked by Akagami, then accidentally ate a Devil Fruit and became someone who can't swim."
"You're still calling me that!"
Buggy went berserk. He rolled up his sleeves, intending to teach these old men a lesson: "Really don't know your place! You think I'm a sick cat if Captain Buggy doesn't show his fangs?"
While saying this, he had already arrived in front of Jaygarcia Saturn and threw a punch at his face. Jaygarcia Saturn didn't budge in the slightest. However, Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro standing beside him moved. A flash of light was seen, and in an instant Buggy's body was cut into dozens of pieces.
The flash faded, and Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro remained standing in his original position as if he had never attacked.
"Aaaaaaaaakh!"
The dozens of body pieces floating in the air retreated in panic while screaming hysterically. Buggy didn't expect these old men were actually monsters. If he weren't a user of the Bara Bara no Mi, that attack would certainly have sent him to join his former captain in the afterlife. Of course, at this time he didn't yet know Roger had come back to life since he hadn't had time to read the newspaper while being held hostage by Saitama and the others.
"Terrifying old man!" Buggy reassembled his body and didn't dare advance again; instead he hid behind Saitama.
"No strength but acting tough!" Fubuki mocked cynically. However, her eyebrows then furrowed looking at the Gorosei, she whispered: "These old men aren't simple. I couldn't even see them attack just now."
Genos glanced at her and muttered in his heart: 'You're a B-class hero wanting to see their attack? Dream on.'
As a cyborg, he had already scanned the data of the five old men before them. All were terrifying existences that ranked in the top 20 of the Gold List. Genos was quite surprised; unexpectedly they had randomly entered a room containing so many big shots.
However, Saitama was still looking around here and there, completely ignoring the five people. He muttered: "Strange, why did that aura suddenly disappear just now?"
Genos pointed toward the Gorosei and asked: "Sensei, aren't they the ones you're looking for?"
Saitama glanced at the five people, then shook his head: "No, no. These five old men are too weak. Only that aura from before could make me slightly interested!"
The Gorosei were instantly stunned.
Damn it, since they began ruling, this was the first time they had been so bluntly insulted like this. They... too weak? We're in the top 20 of the Gold List, you know!
"That's him!" Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro's face suddenly changed, he exclaimed in shock: "The person who occupies third place on the Gold List, Saitama!"
The other four also recognized him. Considering Saitama had a very ordinary face, if you didn't look carefully he was indeed difficult to recognize.
"I was wondering who dared to talk big, turns out it's the third-ranked fighter who came. What a great honor!" Marcus Mars stepped forward with a cynical smile. "May I know what brings you here?"
The Gorosei became alert. In such a critical situation, the appearance of the third-ranked made them tense. If a fighter at this level interfered, the direction of the war could change drastically.
"It has nothing to do with you all." Saitama waved his hand. After searching but yielding no results, he said disappointedly: "Old man, I'm asking, wasn't there someone very strong here just now? Tell her to come out, I want to test my strength against her."
"You mean Lord Imu?" Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro said with a heavy voice. "I apologize if I speak honestly, but you are not qualified to meet Lord Imu!"
Saitama wasn't angry; instead he asked curiously: "So, what are the requirements for me to be qualified?"