Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

How many of those densely packed demon reinforcements were there?

Hundreds? Or thousands? Or perhaps... tens of thousands!? "Damn it, at a time like this."

Just as Xin Ya gritted her teeth and forced herself to stand up, ready to fight again, a fat sword and shield demon burst through the ground and appeared beside Xin Ya.

The sudden appearance of the sword and shield demon startled Xin Ya.

With his spiritual energy depleted and unable to cast spells, Xin Ya could only raise his giant axe to fight. "Haaah!"

Xinya, who had just killed the sword-and-shield demon with a single Starfall Strike, hadn't even had a chance to catch her breath.

Immediately afterwards, seventeen or eighteen more demons of different kinds emerged from the ground.

My life is at an end...

Just as despair was rising in Xin Ya's heart, surrounded by demons (cdeb), a hurricane swept by.

In an instant, the whole world became clean.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"You, you are..."

Staring blankly at the bald man in front of him with a completely different style.

He was the one who saved me just now, and with a single punch. That's right, the hurricane that wiped out all the demons was caused by this man's punch.

Xin Ya nodded blankly, indicating that she was fine.

"Oh, that's good. I'll be going now."

"and many more!"

Seeing the rather comical-looking bald man about to walk into the depths of the black earth, Xin Ya quickly came to her senses and stopped him.

"You're a hero, right? This disaster is of a very high level; it can't be solved by just a few people. We need to join forces and fight side by side..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xin Ya felt an aura of death coming from behind her and enveloping her.

will die! will die! will die!

He will definitely die!

"Hey, you bastard, why did you sneak up on me?"

With her mind blank and filled with fear, Xin Ya suddenly heard a voice.

It was the voice of that bald man.

When Xin Ya came to her senses, she broke out in a cold sweat. Wait, where did that bald guy go?!

It made a snapping sound, as if something had broken.

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The sound came from behind!

Xin Ya suddenly turned around and saw a dark knight, shrouded in an aura of despair and clad in heavy armor, thrusting a long spear forward.

And right in front of him, precisely where Xin Ya himself was, lay.

If that bald guy hadn't taken the bullet for me...

Eh!?

Wait a minute! Bald?

He blocked it?

The Despair Knight, whose aura alone was enough to tell him he was a Dragon-level (A) Disaster, had his attack blocked by that bald guy who had no energy or aura whatsoever and looked just like an ordinary person.

"Human, state your name!" "Me? My name is Saitama."

With a flick of his wrist, the Knight of Despair pulled the nearly broken spearhead from Saitama's hand. Then, he dodged back several meters and drew a line with his spear.

At that moment, Ofgan Bena, who had been accidentally injured by lightning earlier, suddenly appeared behind the Knight of Despair.

One by one, the Hammer of Shattering!

The fist, imbued with all its power, struck the back of the Knight of Despair's head.

With this strike, Ofgan. Benner was confident he could instantly kill this Dragon-level threat, the Despair Knight. If his fist could land, if it could land… “Hmph, daring to play tricks on me, you’re asking for death!” “What!” Ofgan. Benner stared in shock as his fist actually pierced through the Despair Knight’s head.

Yes, he was absolutely certain that his fist had pierced through the Despair Knight's head.

Immediately afterwards, the Knight of Despair, like a phantom, quickly faded away from the spot.

The next second, while Auf was still in a daze, a long spear appeared beside Benner. "Watch out to the left!!"

Xin Ya's sudden shout startled Aufgan. Bena, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Ofgan, struck hard in the abdomen, coughed up blood and curled up like a shrimp.

Boom!

Looking at Ofgan, Benner was shot and sent flying into the rubble, his fate unknown.

Xin Ya gritted his teeth in hatred, his eyes bloodshot, and was about to charge at the Knight of Despair to his death when Saitama, seeing the situation was turning against him, grabbed him. "Hey, do you still want to fight?" "Of course!"

"But your legs are shaking."

Saitama glanced at Xinya's trembling lower body and then comforted her, "Let it go, don't push yourself. Leave this to me." "No! These guys are evil imposters. As a priest, how can I..." "Alright, alright." Saitama helplessly slapped Xinya on the shoulder.

Then, Xin Ya plopped down on the ground.

Startled, Saitama quickly withdrew his hand. He swore he hadn't used any force in that move! It was Xinya who had lost her balance and fallen! "Uh, sorry... but since you're already seated, you should rest. I'll handle the rest of the enemies." Xinya was severely exhausted, both physically and spiritually, and was also reeling from the emotional shock.

Once he sat down, he truly could never get up again.

Hating her own weakness and powerlessness, Xin Ya lowered her head in shame and said, "Please, please stop those demons. Even if you can't, it doesn't matter, but at least hold on until Lord Grandis's reinforcements arrive..." A deafening roar resounded.

Before she could finish speaking, Xin Ya was startled by the loud noise.

He looked up and saw a scene that left him speechless.

That terrifyingly powerful Dragon-level Disaster, the Despair Knight, and the vast army of demons sweeping in from the depths of the Black Earth behind him, were actually defeated by that man named Saitama.

One punch, and they're all wiped out!?

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Milan broke through the encirclement. Rochebach and Allen.

Suddenly, they realized there were no enemies in front of them, only an empty street.

"Have we... fought our way to the very heart of the enemy territory?" Allen wiped the demon bloodstains from his cheek.

Milan. Rochebach cautiously surveyed his surroundings and said, "There shouldn't be any. Look ahead, there are still demon corpses." "This kind of damage..."

Allen stepped forward and examined several demon corpses, gleaning the information he sought from their wounds. "That's right, it's Ofgun's God Fist."

"In other words, they had been here before, and even went on to fight their way in."

After listening to Milan Roschbach's analysis, Allen couldn't help but throw away the demon's corpse in his hand and curse under his breath: "Damn it, those two idiots are so eager to die." "Alright, save your energy for cursing..."

Milan. Rochebach made the sign of the cross, silently praying. "Let's not end up getting ourselves trapped instead of saving them." "Let's go, there's a ripple of holy light ahead, they should be over there."

After a short rest, the two continued their journey. The events along the way struck them as incredibly strange. Where were the large numbers of demons they were promised? They couldn't see a single one.

Boom!

A sudden, loud noise, and a fierce wind that made it impossible to open one's eyes.

Milan was immediately excited. Rochebach and Allen stopped in their tracks.

The two quickly moved back to back to avoid being attacked from both sides.

The ground trembled, the air howled, and in the dim sky, many dark figures could be vaguely seen falling. Silently, a drop of demonic blood landed on Milan's gauntlet. "What…?" "From the sky!!"

Alan's loud shout startled Milan. Rochebach.

In an instant, without a word, Milan... Rochebach raised his hands, releasing holy light. "—Holy Light Protection!!"

Milan, with its protective shield deployed. Rochebach, watching the countless figures plummeting from the sky, felt a chill run down his spine. He shouted, "Alan, watch your surroundings! I'll handle the ones in the sky!" "No problem!"

He planted the sickle in his hand into the ground, driven by his will!

Allen, ready for close combat, is now just waiting for the enemy to land.

But what happened next left them completely in disbelief. "This...this is!"

The shattered remains of the demons, mixed with filthy and foul blood, rained down in torrents.

Milan was stunned. Rochebach stared at the corpses that had crashed into his holy light defense barrier, unable to recover for a long time.

After a while, when this real bloodshed ended...

Milan. Rochebach slowly retracted the Holy Light protective barrier.

"What on earth is going on? What exactly happened up ahead...?"

"Could it be that all these corpses were brought here by that hurricane just now!?"

"Let's go! Let's go take a look. We won't get anywhere by guessing here. Maybe those two idiots are there too." "Then what are we waiting for?"

Composing themselves and pulling themselves together, the two set off again.