Go Straight to the One in Charge

The meeting room was shaken by a loud bang, a large amount of equipment and instruments were damaged, and red lights flashed inside, accompanied by an emergency notification from the staff.

Everyone was shocked; the disaster struck so suddenly that the Association had no chance to detect or react.

Immediately, everyone began to take action, while Child Emperor cooperated with the Association to deploy manpower and S-class heroes.

"Genos... let's go too."

Saitama was the last to get up.

Nobody cares about the thoughts of a B-rank hero like him.

Apart from his disciple Genos.

Oboro remained motionless, sitting in his chair, seemingly unconcerned.

"Aren't you going?" Saitama asked his neighbor before leaving.

Guan Long remained silent, while Saitama frowned. "I'm telling you... you're an S-class hero, after all. Now that you're out here, don't be as lazy as you are at home. You should do something, right?" As soon as he finished speaking, the damaged building of the Association trembled again.

The rest is up to the heroes; Sekingar and the other high-ranking officials have already escaped.

"It seems like this is going to be quite troublesome..."

The bald man muttered to himself.

"You are the least qualified person to lecture me here..."

Long slowly got up from her chair, put her hands in her pockets, and walked over. "Did you understand what was discussed in the meeting just now?"

"..." The person paused for a moment, then led Genos out as if he hadn't heard.

A moment later, when Genos came outside, he was shocked by what he saw.

A colossal ship-like hull hovered in the air, clearly beyond the capabilities of human technology.

The ship's size almost covered the entire area of City A, and in just a short time, large areas of the city's buildings had been destroyed, turning it into ruins.

"Let's go... to save time, I'm in a hurry to get back, I'll take you straight to the person in charge."

Oboro followed closely behind, smiled slightly, and placed his hand on Saitama's shoulder.

Looking up at the alien warships in the sky.

"Ah! Right, using your ability couldn't be more convenient." Saitama suddenly realized.

Genos, who was standing nearby, clapped his hands upon hearing this, "No wonder Mr. Oboro was so calm..."

Long was too lazy to complain about this pair of lovable masters and apprentices.

He glanced at Genos and asked, "Want to come along?"

Genos looked at Saitama.

"Genos, you stay here and help the others."

"Yes!"

The bald man had already realized, or rather sensed, that this enemy was 'not simple'.

After a brief exchange, Oboro pulled Saitama along, opened the spatial Barrier with one hand, and stepped inside.

At this time, Boros, the overlord of the universe, had just led his Dark Matter Thieves to Earth, launching some attacks but not yet truly deploying troops. Moreover, humanity's reaction was quite sluggish, and they had not yet launched an effective counterattack; everything was just beginning.

Seated on his throne in the main hall, he wore a set of golden armor, and his single eye revealed a cold indifference.

It's easy to see from the way these Earth natives responded that the creatures on this planet, like the civilizations he destroyed before, are all trash... reptiles.

He doesn't need to waste any effort at all.

How could there be a greatest opponent on this planet who could give him the thrill of battle? Just as he was thinking this, the space in the hall in front of him suddenly became strange, with a crack appearing and growing larger and larger.

Immediately afterwards, a human in a suit stepped out from among them, accompanied by a bald man.

Boros's enormous eyeballs shifted, and he lowered his arm, which had been supporting his chin, as he uttered two words, "Interesting!"

This scene was indeed quite unexpected for him.

Humans were completely unaware of his arrival, and their reaction was extremely passive... In his experience, the planet could be destroyed in just a few hours. Yet, even under these circumstances, the other side managed to pinpoint his location in such a short time.

And it went even further, penetrating directly into the core of the spaceship's interior.

That's really impressive!

Boros's eyes darted around, trying to determine which of the two before him was the most formidable enemy the cosmic diviner had spoken of.

While he was observing Oboro and Saitama.

The bald man looked around blankly, then pointed to Boros, who was clearly the 'big villain,' and asked Oboro, "Is this the guy...?"

"Yes... it's him."

Long responded with a single sentence.

As if it were none of his business, he walked to the side and said, "It's up to you."

"What do you mean? Aren't you going to help?"

Saitama jumped up and down.

"With your strength, dealing with this kind of trash... there's no need for me to take action, right? Besides... you're a B-rank hero now, I'm giving you a chance to advance and show your abilities. I'm an S-rank, and according to the Association's rules, I'll personally observe the battle as a witness... after the matter is over, I can report to the Association and recommend your ranking for improvement."

Long shook his hand and urged, "Hurry up, stop dawdling, let's finish and call it a day."

The two of them, right in front of Boros, spoke without a word or restraint.

They didn't take this so-called 'boss' seriously at all.

Oboro has confirmed... Boros's 'combat strength'. The fact that Boros hadn't even detected his soul beforehand indicates that his soul strength is not high, and he hadn't anticipated Boros and Saitama's appearance. This already demonstrates his weakness. You know, when Boros first started spying on Saitama, the bald man felt uncomfortable instantly and almost discovered the location where Boros's true form was hiding.

The difference in quality is immediately apparent.

Of course, from a purely objective standpoint, Boros is already very strong... since he possesses a terrifying physical body, his soul... or so-called mental strength, is roughly matched. The difference isn't too great... but this level is insignificant to Oboro.

Saitama and the bald man's disdainful remarks did not anger Boros.

He is still observing...

He couldn't see through either of these two seemingly weak and harmless humans in front of him.

"Whether it's one or two... since they've appeared, let's just kill them..."

Boros began to speak.

He rose from his throne and strode down the steps, his metal armor jingling with each step.

"Are you two... the representatives of this planet?"

"Although you look very ordinary... I can sense an unfathomable energy emanating from you."

As he walked, Boros said this.

"Not bad..."

After leaning against the pillar, Longting raised an eyebrow and praised him inwardly.

At least Boros could still judge the strength of the opponent and was not fooled by his and Saitama's 'illusion'.

"You're the leader of the invaders?" Even though Oboro had already told him Boros's identity, Saitama still wanted to confirm it for himself.

"That's great, you two."

Boros, who was approaching, gave an irrelevant reply, "Before we start the war, state your names."

After he finished speaking, he introduced himself.

He mentioned his invincible deeds and past, especially his title as the overlord of the universe.

"I'm a hero out of interest... no, no, I'm a professional hero now, my name is Saitama." The bald man was quite polite, pointing to Oboro, "That guy is a hero like me, his name is Oboro."

"Saitama and... Oboro..."

Boros read out the two men's names.