"Nonsense. As a superhero, how could I possibly do something like that?"
Andrew sneered. "The reason we teleported above the island was that we were in too much of a hurry, causing an issue with the teleportation coordinates. This isn't the Disaster Countermeasures Bureau's fault, nor is it Dave's fault. It's the aliens' fault, and the fault of those bastard Demon Kings behind them.
"Chthon, we Earthlings will remember this blood debt well. One day, we'll make you repay it a thousandfold."
Chthon was nearly furious to death. That guy was too shameless. He had actually pinned what he had done on Them?
While enraged, Chthon also had a massive headache. They had all misjudged him. The King of Abilities was not a superhero full of justice at all, but a bastard with no bottom line.
Someone with no bottom line was far more difficult to deal with than a true superhero. It was only natural for Chthon to have a headache. Besides that, He felt somewhat indignant and wronged. It was normal for villains like Them to be despicable, but how could he be just as despicable?
"King of Abilities, we lost this time, but you won't keep winning forever."
Chthon said through gritted teeth, "Also, don't think you can hide what you've done from everyone. Soon enough, the public will know what kind of bastard you really are."
"Chthon, why are you still so naïve at your age?"
Andrew sneered. "Conqueror Kang is dead, the internet is under Sister Alice's control, and I have a good reputation. Who would believe anything villains like you say?"
What was the most important thing when making a name for yourself? Standing on the moral high ground. That way, no matter how others "slandered" you, no one would believe them.
Andrew had