"Hahahaha~~~ Humans! Become food for us Deep Sea Clan! Weak, pitiful humans!"
A hulking Deep Sea creature with writhing octopus-like tentacles roared with laughter.
With a stomp, it crushed a car next to Bruce, caving the ground beneath its feet.
Nearby civilians screamed and scattered.
"So this… this is your demon-level monster? Saitama, amazing!!"
Bruce's face flushed with excitement.
It was his first time seeing monsters towering as tall as two-story buildings—and there wasn't just one.
Compared to them, even if he transformed into Hulk, he'd be nothing more than a small fry.
Saitama shook his head, his gaze sharpening as information panels floated before him.
Name: Octopus Monster
Race: Deep Sea Tribe
Class: High Tiger-level
Traits: Super Strength, Slippery, Constrict, Tentacles
"They're Tiger-level. Probably just underlings of the demon-level one."
Saitama looked up at the creatures with calm focus.
"Hm? A human who doesn't run away?"
The octopus monster noticed the two below, sneering viciously.
"That guy over there—what's he doing? Is he insane? Why isn't he running?"
"Don't worry about him! If he distracts it, it's even better for us! Run!"
"Damn it, where are the professional heroes?! Are our tax dollars just being wasted?!"
Civilians whispered in fear and frustration as they fled.
Bruce frowned. It seemed the people of this world were already accustomed to relying on heroes for protection.
"Heheheh! Tiny human! To stand still in front of me—you disgrace me! Die!"
The octopus monster wrapped its tentacles around a nearby car.
It blocked out the sun as it swung the vehicle down at Saitama and Bruce.
Boom—
Normal Punch.
Plain, simple. No emotion. No passion. Just another dull, empty punch.
Saitama's face was expressionless.
The so-called monster wasn't even worthy of being a side character—obliterated in a single blow.
Blood splattered, the street cracked open.
All that remained were two mangled legs, bones exposed, still standing where the creature had been.
"Let's go. We need to take care of the demon-level one. If we're late, it could get troublesome."
Saitama called out, grabbing Bruce by the collar before darting off at high speed.
—City Center, Sports Stadium—
Large crowds of civilians had taken refuge here. The gates were sealed shut.
Professional heroes stood in defense.
Lightning Max, Snake, and others held the line at the entrance.
Slash—!
Stinger's spear cleaved through the air with a sonic crack, slicing a snarling Deep Sea creature clean in half.
The A-Class hero known as Stinger grinned, panting heavily, chest heaving.
"Not so tough, huh! Remember my name—A-Class Hero, Stinger! Send me someone stronger! My spear is just getting—"
He had already slain over ten Tiger-class Deep Sea monsters.
Bloodied and battered, but his fighting spirit burned hotter than ever, his condition stronger than even at his peak.
Thud!
A heavy fist smashed into his gut.
The A-Class hero didn't even manage a scream before he collapsed, broken on the enemy's fist.
A massive figure loomed—muscles corded, skin a dark sea-green, a face twisted in cruelty.
It wasn't human in the slightest.
It was a walking sea beast.
A demon-level monster.
Deep Sea King!
He casually tossed Stinger's unconscious body aside, then slammed his fist into the stadium gates, shattering them instantly.
Standing nearly three stories tall, his grotesque presence filled the arena.
Civilians screamed in terror as the Deep Sea King strode inside.
"Stop right there!"
A golden flash streaked across the air—Lightning Max, the A-Class hero, a recent rising star close to S-Class!
Bam!
The King's fist swung. Lightning Max coughed blood midair, hurled away before he even got close, smashing through a stadium wall.
"Hiss—!"
The sheer speed and strength made the defending heroes gasp in horror.
"What is this monster?!"
"Where are the S-Class heroes?! None of them are here yet?!"
"We won't be able to hold him back!"
"Civilians, retreat! We'll hold him here!!"
Despite rivalries and grudges, the A-Class and B-Class heroes all stood together in grim determination, forming a wall before the Deep Sea King.
"Heh. These are your so-called heroes? Pathetic."
Their swords and spears struck his body, but the slime coating his skin rendered them useless.
With casual swipes, he sent them all flying.
In moments—
Only A-Class hero Snake and a handful of B-Class heroes remained standing.
And even they were trembling, legs about to give out.
"I will conquer this city. From today, it will be the dominion of I, the great Deep Sea King! You all will—hmm?!"
The King laughed arrogantly. He had long coveted the surface dwellers.
But mid-speech, he noticed…
Two figures had appeared before him.
One, a bespectacled man in a lab coat—an unimposing scientist.
The other, a bald man in a yellow jumpsuit and white cape, gazing up at him with bored, fish-like eyes.
(End of Chapter)
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