A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

"Locomotive" clutched its neck and let out a wail, struggling to rise from the bottom of the crater. As it rolled over, it assumed the starting stance of a sprinter, and its blue figure vanished abruptly with the rising air currents.

Snapped!

When he reappeared, he was already slammed against the force field wall outside the crater.

"At a time like this, you're not still clinging to illusions, are you?"

Johnson slowly descended from the sky, his right hand crackling with electricity.

The high-temperature plasma flows and drips, cleaning the dirt that has accumulated on the "locomotive" at the molecular level.

"You can't escape, I told you."

Chapter 121 The Death of the Locomotive

"Hey friend, whatever the reason... I'm sorry, I apologize, okay?"

"I know I was wrong! Please spare my life!!"

"Locomotive" looked at Johnson in fear, completely unaware of where this man, who was as strong as "Homelander," had come from.

But he knew very well that if he didn't try harder, his life might end there!

Johnson shook his head: "If apologies were enough, what would be the point of having police?"

"Oh, no, the police aren't anything special in your eyes either."

As he spoke, he dispelled the electric currents coiling around his hands and walked forward step by step.

A beam of bright moonlight shone through the gaps in the roof of the abandoned warehouse, gradually magnifying and lengthening Johnson's shadow from behind.

"Locomotive" felt a heavy darkness slowly descend upon him, and the immense pressure broke through his already fragile psychological defenses, forcing him to kneel down on the spot.

"Please, don't kill me..."

"Please, don't kill me..."

Johnson remained unmoved and reached out to press down on the "locomotive's" head.

The "mind network" enveloped his brain and then began a violent invasion.

"Mind Reading"!

In just a few seconds, "Locomotive's" memories were exposed to Johnson without reservation, like a piece of corn with its husk peeled off.

Due to his extraordinary speed ability, he was at the top of his peers from a young age.

His superpowers did not teach him the principles of protection; instead, they became a breeding ground for evil.

As a result, he became addicted to compound 5 and accumulated countless huge debts after gaining fame.

To pay off his debts, he had to do everything he could to stay in the group of seven, and his already filthy hands became even more stained with misdeeds.

Paranoia, arrogance, haughtiness, cruelty, greed...

Any one of these traits can ruin a person, let alone when they are all combined in one person.

"Oh……"

Johnson withdrew his hand, a fierce red light surging in his eyes.

"The first victim was only 15 years old."

"The first thing you think of is how to deal with the traces, instead of repenting."

"When she begged you for mercy, did you let her go?"

Johnson's voice grew even calmer. "Locomotive" saw those two red eyes, just like his boss's, and cold sweat uncontrollably soaked his back. "Sorry, it was my fault!"

"Don't kill me! I'm rich! The Vought Group gives the seven members a huge share of the profits every year! So I have a lot of money!!"

"I'll give you all the profits I make after becoming a hero!!"

"Please, don't kill me..."

Nourishes—

A ruby-like beam of light suddenly shone, and the headless corpse under the blue uniform fell to the ground.

A transparent spirit resembling a locomotive climbed up from the corpse with a blank expression, seemingly wanting to fly into the sky.

Johnson: ?

How can someone like this go to heaven?

Is this paradise on earth so filthy?

Johnson expressed his doubts.

F-zai emerged from Qiaosen's body and threw out a fantasy card.

The blank card face formed a huge gravitational vortex, tearing the slowly rising spirit of the "locomotive" into fragmented spiritual particles and sealing them inside.

A purple card was finally formed and landed in Johnson's hand.

[Fate card draw count +1.]

He glanced at it; in the center of the card was the "locomotive" from the promotional photo, completely unharmed, smiling radiantly.

[Fantasy Card: Locomotive]

[Card Type: Character Card (Evil Hero)]

Rarity: SR

[Introduction: In the world of The Boys, a member of the "Super Seven," and one of the users of the speed-enhancing ability. He gets his name from the sound he makes when he runs, which resembles a high-speed train (actually the sound of the sound barrier being broken).]

【Effect 1: Super Speed】

[As a child, Locomotive underwent modification with Compound 5, gaining superhuman speed abilities. His body possesses agility and flexibility far exceeding that of ordinary people, and at his peak, he could easily break Mach 1 and run at supersonic speeds.]

【Effect 2: Accelerated Perception】

[A locomotive can sense its surroundings while running at high speed, causing the flow of time to slow down or even stop.]

【Effect 3: Superhuman Physical Fitness】

[The locomotive has a highly efficient and extremely fast metabolism, capable of metabolizing 99.5% of the calories in food to provide energy for the body.]

【Effect 4: Super Self-Healing】

[The locomotive can rapidly recover from injuries; its cell regeneration rate far exceeds that of ordinary people.]

【Effect 5: Super Endurance】

[A locomotive could run across New York City in three hours, breaking the sound barrier without any protective gear, and crashing through people, walls, and cars without sustaining any damage.]

【Effect 5: Super Strength】

The locomotive possesses superhuman strength, capable of easily breaching concrete walls or pulling together multiple train carriages.

A new storm has arrived.

Johnson held the newly acquired cards, lost in thought.

"It feels like we just killed a weirdo?"

Due to the rules of this world, most of the heroes in this world can be compared to the freaks of the main world.

[The Evil Hero cards do not possess their own consciousness; please use them without worry.]

F-zai's response flashed through my mind.

"No wonder the locomotive's spirit looks like a walking corpse."

Johnson casually flicked out the card, which F-zai caught precisely and added to his deck.

"Ha... how ironic."

He snorted coldly, then, remembering something, asked, "Why didn't that 'rubber man' we killed earlier manifest a spirit?"

[The spiritual particle strength is too weak; there is a chance that a spiritual body cannot be generated.]

"So, it's not a 100% drop rate from regular monsters? It's more likely from elite monsters like the 'Locomotive,' I understand."

After taking one last look at the headless corpse on the ground, Johnson had no intention of destroying the evidence.

Vought International's superheroes, like Swallow, all have tracking chips implanted in them, and A-Train is no exception.

It won't be long before someone comes to collect his body.

A flash of blue light, and it vanished in the blink of an eye.

……

Three hours later.

Edgar was awakened from his sleep by a phone call from the security department.

"Mr. President, I'm sorry to bother you at this time..."

Edgar glanced at the smooth, beautiful back beside him and said in a deep voice, "Then tell me quickly what it is?"

"Here's the thing: based on the location pinpointed by the implanted chip, we found 'Locomotive's' body in an abandoned warehouse by the Hudson River."

"What!?"