"Alright, stop lying around."
Han Sen walked over, raised his hand towards Genos, and activated the Myriad Manifestation Force Field.
Genos's leg parts, scattered across the battlefield, were instantly drawn together as if by invisible magnetic lines, automatically assembling and combining in mid-air.
Pale blue magnetic sparks flickered and danced at the broken interfaces, and the metal structure precisely reassembled at a visible speed, fitting perfectly, as good as new.
In just a few seconds, Genos had transformed back into the handsome cyborg with all his limbs intact.
Genos, feeling his legs again, sprang up with a carp-like flip and stretched his limbs.
The nerve sensor connections were seamless, the power system ran smoothly, and its performance was even better than before.
"Thank you, Mr. Han Sen!"
He bowed deeply to Han Sen again, his heart filled with gratitude.
"It's nothing." Han Sen waved his hand, his gaze already fixed on the distance.
Just then, the ground began to tremble violently again.
And this time, the tremor was more than ten times stronger than before!
It was as if a sleeping giant beast deep within the earth was awakening!
Rumble—!!!
On the distant horizon, a colossal figure, like a small mountain, slowly rose from the ground, with soil and rocks cascading from its body like a waterfall.
It was a giant beetle, several times larger than the Centennial Steel Armor Larva, entirely covered in a dark gold metallic carapace that shimmered, etched with ancient patterns of time's erosion, like a weapon of war from a mythical era.
A ferocious, elongated horn grew on its head, its tip gleaming with a dangerous cold light.
Its pair of enormous crimson compound eyes, like two blood-red suns hanging on the surface, were filled with raging fury and a killing intent that could freeze the soul.
A terrifying, suffocating pressure, like a tsunami, instantly enveloped the entire wilderness; the air became thick and heavy.
"I am the Myriad Year Steel Armor Adult… Who… killed… my child!!!"
The sound it emitted was no longer a piercing shriek, but a mighty roar like ten thousand thunders, making eardrums ache and even souls tremble.
"Dragon-level… Dragon-level Monster!"
Genos's golden electronic eyes flickered wildly, red alarm symbols flooded his retinal interface, and the sharp alarm in his core processor almost burned out his audio sensors.
The energy level of this Monster had far exceeded the Demon-level category!
This was a true Dragon-level disaster capable of destroying several cities!
"Oh? The classic 'kill the small one, the old one comes' scenario?"
Han Sen looked at the big guy named "Myriad Year Steel Armor Adult" and, instead of being nervous, his eyes lit up.
It was a pity the Demon-level larva was not eaten, and the ingredient exploded directly.
Although this Dragon-level meat felt a bit old, and the fibers might be rough, it was plentiful and filling; having something to eat was better than nothing!
Next to him, Saitama also slowly stood up, and a tear, unbidden, silently streamed from the corner of his mouth, which had the strong-man art style.
"Such a huge size… one leg should be enough for us to eat, right?"
The two incorrigible foodies had not even made a move, but Genos, who had just regained his mobility, was already squeezing his chest's energy core again, blue electrical arcs leaping across his full armor, adopting a determined battle stance.
"Teacher, Mr. Han Sen, please step back!"
"Mr. King, I have fully absorbed the previous combat experience. This time, please allow me to deal with it alone!"
His gaze was firm, his fighting spirit high, as if he hadn't just been disassembled into pieces.
Mr. King: "Uh…"
Han Sen and Saitama exchanged glances, both seeing a hint of helplessness in the other's eyes.
This kid, everything else about him was good.
It was just that he was a bit too eager, so stubborn it wasn't like a cyborg, but more like a hot-blooded manga protagonist.
Five minutes later.
"Sorry… I was… careless… again… uh…"
Genos lay scattered in the center of the battlefield in an even more miserable and fragmented state, emitting black smoke, with even his head cracked open, his golden electronic eyes flickering on and off, in a truly pathetic condition.
In the middle of the battlefield, Saitama was grunting and straining to pull off one of the thickest front legs from the giant beetle's corpse.
He ran back gleefully, carrying it like a telephone pole.
"Done! Tonight's ingredients are all set!"
Finally, he could eat the grilled insect leg he had been dreaming of!
…
…
At the same time.
In a luxurious detached mansion in the suburbs of City A.
A shapely figure with alluring curves was pacing back and forth in the living room, which was covered with an expensive Persian rug, feeling somewhat agitated.
A well-tailored black form-fitting dress perfectly outlined her mature and sexy alluring curves.
Below the hem of the dress were long legs wrapped in sheer black stockings, the delicate fabric reflecting gradual arcs of light.
On her feet were exquisite red high heels, each step on the ground producing a crisp "tap-tap" sound, also stepping on the heart of any observer.
Her long, waist-length black hair, lustrous and bright, swayed slightly with her movements, further accentuating her fair skin, but her beautiful face was now filled with anxiety.
B-Class Hero Rank 1, Hellish Blizzard.
As of now, Hellish Blizzard had been unable to contact her sister for three consecutive days.
No calls answered, no messages returned, as if she had vanished into thin air.
This was something that would never have happened before.
Although her sister Tornado had an awful personality, always scolding her, with a venomous tongue, and always seemed to ignore her.
But Hellish Blizzard knew better than anyone that Tornado was still very concerned about her, her only sister.
So concerned that it created an almost obsessive protectiveness.
"So, my sister would never go missing for so long without a reason." Hellish Blizzard's long, fair, beautiful fingers propped up her chin, a hint of doubt appearing in her eyes.
"Could it be… something happened?"
Some unpleasant thoughts arose in Hellish Blizzard's mind as she pondered.
Did her sister encounter an unprecedentedly powerful enemy?
Or did something go wrong with a Hero Association mission?
"No, I have to go find her!"
Hellish Blizzard's eyes became incredibly determined.
As an equally high-level esper, she shared a faint mental connection with her sister Tornado, based on bloodline.
Although they couldn't communicate over long distances, within a certain range, she could roughly sense the other's location.
She closed her eyes, clearing all distracting thoughts, concentrating her psychic power to a high degree, like an invisible radar net.
Carefully sensing the familiar, domineering, yet somewhat reassuring Psychokinesis fluctuations in the air.
A few minutes later, she suddenly opened her eyes wide.
Found her!
In the direction of City Z!
Why would her sister go to such a place?!
Hellish Blizzard didn't hesitate for a moment; a pale green Psychokinesis aura immediately appeared around her, and she was gently lifted.
She flew directly through the French window, turning into a streak of light, and rushed rapidly in the sensed direction.
Sister, please don't let anything happen to you!
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