Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

After walking down a street, the two were suddenly greeted by a bright and open space—a square.

The plaza was littered with the mutilated corpses of demons; the scene was a complete mess, the ground cratered and uneven, as if Godzilla had just passed by. "Look! It's Benna!"

The sharp-eyed Allen immediately spotted Ofgan, sitting beneath a mountain of demon corpses. (Bena.)

The two of them hurriedly ran over.

As they approached Milan, Rochebach said sadly, "Oh, God..." "No, Bernard!"

Looking at the lifeless body of Ofgan, Benna...

Allen walked over in disbelief and checked the other man's carotid artery. Gradually, the sorrow in his eyes almost overflowed.

Milan stood behind Allen. Rochebach silently closed his eyes and made the sign of the cross on his chest.

“Almighty and merciful Lord, we ask that you extend your great mercy and accept our recently deceased comrade-in-arms, Ofgan Benna. Forgive him for all the sins he committed in his life, whether in thought, word, or deed. We ask that you send angels to protect and guide him, so that he may not be harmed by the devil. Lead him to your presence and let him rest in your embrace. We also ask that you enable those of us who are still living in this world to cherish the gift of life, strive to do good, and reunite with him in heaven in the future.”

After reading the long eulogy, Milan. Rochebach opened his eyes.

Seeing that Allen was still immersed in grief over the loss of his friend, he couldn't bear it and went over to pat him on the shoulder and offer a few words of comfort.

However, who could have predicted that the accident would come so suddenly.

The supposedly dead Ofgan. But Benna has opened his eyes!

From his bloodshot eyes, one could clearly see curses and cunning. ...Please give me flowers...

"Wait—watch out for Eren!! This is a trap!!"

Faced with the sudden turn of events, a shocked Milan Rochebach reacted swiftly. He gathered holy light in front of him, drew a large cross, and slammed it down on the imposter disguised as Ofgan Bernard.

With a loud bang, the imposter's disguise was broken by the Holy Light Cross.

After blasting the imposter away, Milan. Rochebach rushed forward. "Allen! Allen! Are you alright?!" "Oh, damn it! It's the Blood Curse!"

Looking at Allen, who was already afflicted by the blood curse and whose expression was contorted with pain.

Milan. Rochebach was furious. He raised his hand and conjured a long spear of holy light, which he then hurled at the imposter he had wounded.

The cunning imposter tried to escape, but failed and was pinned to the ground by the Holy Light Spear.

...The imposter, pinned by the Holy Light Spear, could not withstand the corrosive power of the Holy Light and immediately let out a piercing scream of pain.

Milan, who intended to deliver the final blow to the imposter. Rochebach.

Suddenly, I was startled!

He turned his head and saw that hundreds, even thousands, of demons had somehow emerged from the square! "Bastards, is this your conspiracy?" "Mi...Milan..."

"Allen!" Milan called out. Rochebach, without turning around, replied, "Don't worry, with me here, no demon can harm us." "Oh no, I should say, I will slaughter all these damned demons!" "No, it's not those problems… I… I can't hold on much longer!"

Struggling to his feet, Allen's eye had turned bloodshot, filled with curses and savagery. He grabbed Milan Rochebach by the collar of his plate armor, pleading, "Kill me! Kill my brother! I don't want to become a demon!" "Allen!! Hold on! Believe in the Holy Light, believe in the Lord!"

Milan, gripping Allen's wrist and infusing him with holy light, felt Rochebach's heart bleed. He couldn't bring himself to attack Allen, even though the latter was about to become the new imposter. "Ouch!" "Hiss~"

"Quack~"

As the demonic army closed in on them, right in Milan, Rochebach thought he had to fight to the death with Allen when their reinforcements arrived! "Ora ora ora ora ora...!"

"Idiot! Don't rush so fast, if your wound reopens, you'll have to bandage it yourself!" Shan said.

Chapter 168 Ozma, the God of Chaos! Ozma!

Xin Ya and Aufgan arrived just in time, successfully averting a crisis.

After wiping out all the demons in the square, the four brothers reunited. "How are you? Are you alright?"

"Does this look like everything is alright?"

Milan. Rochebach, carrying the unconscious Allen, continuously channeled holy light into him, attempting to suppress the blood curse within him. "Isn't this a blood curse?!"

Auf was shaking off the bloodstains on his hands. Benner, with his sharp eyes, noticed the change in Allen.

That familiar curse and the aura of the imposter couldn't escape Ofgan's nose. "What! Allen's been cursed with blood?!"

Startled, Xin Ya rushed forward to check on Allen's condition, then her face immediately fell. "Damn it! How did this happen? He's almost become a fake!" "Sorry, it's all my fault..." (170)

Milan. Rochebach explained everything that had happened to the two of them.

After hearing the explanation, the two had nothing more to say; saving lives was the priority.

"Go! We can't delay any longer. Once Roshbach's Holy Light power is exhausted, Allen, without the suppression of Holy Light power, will immediately become an imposter." "How far is Lord Grandis's army from here?" "About two kilometers!"

Milan. Rochebach estimated and said, "There's still a section of the road blocked by the demons; we'll need to force our way through to get out." "No problem, leave it to us."

Xin Ya and Aufgan. Bena exchanged a glance and nodded to each other.

With no more questions, the three set off. Milan and Rochebach carried Allen on their backs, while the other two led the way.

Shortly after the three people left the square, they suddenly heard another deafening roar.

A slight tremor followed. "Oh my God, what's going on?!"

Milan. Rochebach looked somewhat uneasy at the latter half of the black landscape.

A huge hole had appeared in the clouds there!

Xin Ya stepped forward and patted Milan on the shoulder. Roschbach said, "Let's go, everything's fine over there." "Wait, do you know what happened over there?"

“Yeah, a bald guy saved us before, he’s really strong.” Xin Ya glanced back, then shrugged and walked forward. “This commotion was definitely caused by him.” “Huh?”

Milan was completely bewildered. Rochebach followed closely behind.

On the way, Xin Ya and Auf Gang, along with Bena, were telling Milan, one after the other, about the deeds of a certain bald hero. "What!!"

"He saved you from a dragon-level threat and then killed it with a single punch?!" Milan. Roschbach stared at Xinya in disbelief. "You missed something."

Xin Ya reminded him, "He also wiped out an army of tens of thousands of demons. And with one punch!" "He took down a dragon-level enemy with one punch, and also dealt with an army of tens of thousands of demons in the process..."

Milan. Rochebach felt his mouth go dry, even finding it hard to accept the fact: "What's his name!?" Xin Ya pondered for a moment, then said, "He said his name is Saitama." Meanwhile, in the latter half of the black earth... "Who are you?"

"My name is Gu Yi. What's yours?"

Scratching his head, Saitama felt something was off because the person in front of him had the exact same hairstyle as him—a bald head! "Hello, I'm Saitama."

“Saitama…” Ancient One noticed that Saitama was wearing a League of Legends member bracelet on his wrist, and became enthusiastic: “So you’re also a member of the League of Legends, nice to meet you.” “Ah, oh~ we’re all the same.”

Saitama felt a little awkward in the face of the Ancient One's polite words.

He glanced back at the space behind him that was distorting and changing, and said, "When I was eliminating the monster just now, I felt something trying to trap me. Was that you?" "That's right, that was the Mirror Space."

Gu Yi nodded and explained, "In order to prevent this other-dimensional space of the Black Earth from invading reality, I had to use the Mirror Space to separate it from reality. However, because your power was too great, your previous attack shattered the Mirror Space and almost caused the real space to overlap, so I pulled you in."

"Oh, really? I'm so sorry."

Although Saitama couldn't understand what the Ancient One was saying, it sounded impressive! He'd better apologize quickly. "Hehe, it's okay."

The Ancient One, who found Saitama quite interesting, sized him up a few times.

However, it was these few glances that shocked her.

I can't believe I can't see through Saitama!

I thought that besides Zhao Chen, the president of League of Legends, I couldn't figure him out, but now there's another bald guy in the world!

"By the way, are you here to eliminate monsters too?"

"To say it was annihilated would be more accurate..."

The Ancient One nodded, then turned around and formed a hand seal, summoning a huge spell array.

Watching the Ancient One casually manipulate the spell array plate, she could cause violent tremors in the surrounding space.

Saitama's eyes lit up, and he asked innocently, "What is that! Magic!?"

"Hehe, that's right, this is magic."

"Wow, amazing! The space has become like a shattered mirror."

Just as Saitama was dazzled by the Ancient One's impressive display of skill, a space shattered, and hundreds of demons and imposters rushed out.

Just as Saitama was about to throw a punch, he heard the Ancient One say, "Wait, let me handle this. Your strength is too great, and this is a node in the mirror space, which cannot withstand such immense power. If you throw a punch, this place will shatter, and then reality and this other-dimensional space of the Black Earth will catastrophically overlap."

"Oh...oh."

Saitama reluctantly withdrew his fist, and then watched as the Ancient One waved her hand, throwing the demons and imposters into the spatial rift and crushing them to dust.

"I'm saying, is there nothing I can do here?"

“Yes.” Gu Yi nodded her chin toward the spatial portal not far away.

"See that portal over there? There's a tough guy inside. Artoria's almost at her limit. If you're free, you can go help her at 4.1..."

Before she could finish speaking, the Ancient One discovered that Saitama was gone.

"Heh, that guy is really impatient."

The Ancient One shook her head, somewhat amused and exasperated. Suddenly, terrifying chaos and distortion tore apart the mirror space. Seeing this, the Ancient One's expression turned solemn. She clasped her hands together and then separated them, causing the space in front of her to fold immediately.

The Ancient One, having banished chaos and distortion once again, had an extremely serious expression.

She realized that the other party wanted to descend, but chaos and distortion could not be released into reality under any circumstances, otherwise the world would be in chaos!

With that thought in mind, the Ancient One took a deep breath and opened a portal.

The Mirror Dimension cannot stop chaos and distortion, so the only way to fight is on the opponent's territory. Although this might be disadvantageous, in all her years of life, when has the Ancient One ever been afraid of a battle?