Child Emperor turned his gaze toward the tall man beside him. His imposing physique and the scars on his face, symbols of a hero's glory, displayed his strength without reservation.
If Tatsumaki was the Hero Association's ultimate weapon, then King was an existence even stronger than that ultimate weapon.
Though he was only ranked seventh among S-Class heroes, he was recognized by the entire Hero Association as the strongest.
Even someone as proud as Tatsumaki did not dare claim that her strength surpassed his.
It was precisely because King was here that, even while maintaining the utmost vigilance toward the monster Hellish Blizzard had mentioned, Child Emperor had always believed they would win.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Violent booming rang through the air. As the sound echoed, Child Emperor became increasingly calm, and a smile even appeared on his face.
The King Engine!
No matter how many times he heard it, he could not help but marvel at King's strength.
It was difficult to imagine what kind of powerful body could possess such a terrifying heart.
Setting Child Emperor's feelings aside, King himself already wanted to curse.
If the battle between the heroes and the Dragon Level Monsters had not been so intense, and if Child Emperor had not been standing beside him, he would have fled this place without hesitation.
Damn it!
Don't have so much faith in me! I'm just an ordinary person!
I'll die!
I'll definitely die!
If he stayed here any longer, he would definitely die!
Where was Saitama?
Why hadn't Saitama shown up yet?!
Could there still be some place selling discounted vegetables right now?
Damn it, Genos!
Saitama was clueless, but were you clueless too?
Hurry up and bring over the real World's Strongest Man already!
Boom!
Before King could continue his inner rant, an