Looking at the blood of the villains around him, the 11th A-Class Stinger couldn't help but feel a loneliness as desolate as snow.
"I intended to engage in friendly exchanges with you as diplomatic ambassadors between our two ethnic groups, but instead I've been met with insults, ridicule, and personal attacks. I'm done playing this game; I'm laying my Stinger on the table!"
"Hey, why bother? You could have died with more dignity."
Suddenly, Stinger only saw the look of terror in the eyes of his comrades in the distance.
" Stinger, watch out behind you."
As Stinger turned, darkness descended, and a massive fist, accompanied by the stench of the sea, struck his face and upper body.
The Stinger flew backward like a kite with a broken string, screaming in the sky. When it landed, its face was disfigured, its nasal bone was shattered, its facial bones were sunken, its sternum was caved in, and its spine was twisted and convex.
"Despicable! How dare you launch a sneak attack!"
The colossal Deep Sea King walked down the street, his clown-like face covered in frost, his ears like bat wings, wearing a crown and strange clothes, with a humanoid body, an astonishing physique, and muscles like coiled dragons.
"A sneak attack?" The Deep Sea King sneered, his face contorting in a sudden, comical way.
"Ah!"
The Stinger's foot was crushed and fractured.
"You brainless coward, do you think I need to ambush you? Your reflexes are terrible, die!"
For a moment, Stinger felt utterly hopeless.
"Stop!"
The sudden sound made the Deep Sea King turn his head, only to see a blue-haired human with fair skin and tender flesh, looking quite delicious.
"Interesting, you also want to taste the weight of my punch?"
Stinger squinted and saw the newcomer, who was none other than Sweet Mask, the number one A-Class fighter.
Sweet Mask stared at Deep Sea King and smiled, "I'll deal with you."
"Haha, let's see what you're capable of!" The Deep Sea King clearly sensed that this blue-haired human was far more powerful than the bamboo shoot-headed brat.
However, it might have been more serious in the past, but ever since witnessing the battle between two god-like beings, and experiencing the perilous journey through the North Sea and being baptized by special flames, it has become different.
As Deep Sea King accelerated and his giant fist clenched and came hurtling towards him, Sweet Mask used his hand as a blade and charged forward at breakneck speed.
" The Execution Blade!"
A cold light flashed, and sparks erupted from the Deep Sea King's Deep Sea King, causing it to ache and bleed green blood.
"I underestimated you, kid." Deep Sea King exclaimed in surprise.
The Stinger, and the onlookers far away, were dumbfounded.
"Ahhh! Go, Sweet Mask God!"
The head of the Hero Association's satellite surveillance department smiled upon seeing this.
He knew very well that Sweet Mask, the number one A-Class, possessed S-Class strength, but he simply didn't allow unqualified individuals to gain an S-Class position.
Sweet Mask deals bonus damage to monster attacks, forcing Deep Sea King to take the situation much more seriously.
After a few minutes of fierce fighting, Sweet Mask found an opportunity and unleashed his ultimate technique.
" The Evil-Eliminating Fist!"
Sweet Mask's punch was lightning fast, and it dealt several times the damage to monsters.
Deep Sea King laughed excitedly and unleashed Deep Sea Consecutive Punches.
The streets crumbled, rubble exploded, and Stinger swept through the air. When the smoke cleared, all that could be seen was Deep Sea King with one arm gone and the other half missing, covered in blood.
Sweet Mask is so powerful!
But all they heard was an uncontrollable scream of pain!
Sweet Mask's right arm and even chest were enveloped in azure flames!
Burning under the flames, Sweet Mask chose to flee.