Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

Chapter 169 Hello, I'm the Vice President

boom! boom! boom!

A fierce wind howled, hooves thundered, and the Lion King, Artoria, wielding the Holy Lance, charged towards Michel, her body ablaze with fiery magic.

—Unleash the magic! "Archangel's Hammer!"

Wielding the Holy Light Hammer, Michel was protected by holy light, so he didn't need to worry about Artoria's Noble Phantasm that continuously released wind.

The Holy Lance collided with the Light Hammer, and in an instant, sonic waves exploded and air currents surged.

The terrifying shockwave blew away a thick layer of the ground.

"Are you still stubbornly trying to protect that evil god of chaos?!" "I told you, you cannot kill Ozma!"

The two clashed several more times, and after their final collision, they separated.

The Lion King. Artoria's lion helmet, after enduring fierce battle, finally reached its limit and split in two.

Artoria, now revealing her face, had eyes filled with cold indifference and ruthlessness in her emerald green eyes.

Michelle made the sign of the cross and said, "Madam, you are no match for me, so please stop interfering." "Nonsense!"

Artoria was furious at being looked down upon by Michel.

Sensing its master's anger, the steed, Starion, reared up and let out a long neigh.

After landing and gathering their strength, the man and his horse leaped into the sky!

Michel's heart tightened when he saw this; he realized something was wrong.

In the sky, the Holy Lance underwent a transformation under the infusion of boundless magical power.

A dazzling band of light emanated from the spear tip, spiraling like a gene helix around the entire surface of the holy spear. The holy spear, now larger than before, suddenly emitted a starlight-like glow.

The Holy Lance, which possesses the same power as the [Star Sword that Saves the World], is a thirteen-fold bondage entity. Even if only a portion of its power is unleashed, it is enough to destroy a Super Dragon-level enemy.

Not to mention that Artoria, who has been angered, has already broken the ten restraints of the Holy Lance!

The upward momentum has ended, and what follows is a rapid descent like a shooting star.

With a devastating aura, Artoria, wielding the Holy Lance, charged towards Michel. —【Shining from the Lance of the End (Rhongomyniad)】

Faced with an attack she could not avoid, Michelle closed her eyes, clasped her hands to her chest, and prayed silently. "Archangel who gave me my name, descend upon me."

In an instant, a beam of holy light broke through the limitations of space and dimension and shone on Michelle.

Then, an even more astonishing scene unfolded: the archangel descended!

The archangel with six wings protected Michelle before Artoria's Noble Phantasm could land.

The next second, the world fell silent.

The Holy Lance, having freed itself from the ten restraints, is undoubtedly terrifying in its destructive power.

The earth was torn open with countless abyssal cracks, and even space itself was wounded beyond healing.

Even the horses, panting heavily, landed in a safe area in Altria.

Even the spatial cracks that spread were crushed and repaired by Artoria's terrifying magical fluctuations.

"Even angels have descended; that guy is the real deal..."

Artoria, who was talking to herself, suddenly sensed danger and, being telepathically connected to her master, Stallion, quickly leaped away from where she stood.

After Artoria left her spot, a spear of holy light descended from the sky.

"Want to fight again, King of Knights?"

Enveloped in holy light, with an archangel floating silently behind his head, Michel looked down at Artoria like a god.

"As long as you continue to aid and abet evil, I will defeat you!"

Artoria, holding the spear, remained solemn as magical flames once again gathered on the holy spear.

Just as Michel clenched his fist, preparing to completely defeat Altria.

The two of them turned their heads at the same time and looked at the man who had suddenly appeared there.

"Excuse me, there's someone outside named Gu Yi who asked me to come in and help. May I ask which side you're on, the enemy or the enemy?"

The sharp-eyed Artoria noticed the Alliance bracelet on Saitama's wrist and immediately realized that this was her support. However, was this bald guy with such an odd style really that strong?

"I am Artoria Pendragon, head of the European division of League of Legends. The enemy is ahead of you—" Mounted on horseback, Artoria felt that her support might be useless and was about to ask him to stand aside to avoid accidentally hurting him when Saitama moved.

Michelle stared in horror at Saitama. What had just happened?!

This strange man appeared in front of him in an instant, and he was completely caught off guard, not even noticing him until the man blinked once.

With a whoosh, they retreated and created distance.

Without a second thought, Michelle cast a Holy Light Defense on herself.

"you……"

Michelle was just about to launch into a verbal attack when she was left speechless.

His holy light defense shield, which could withstand even nuclear bombs, was actually shattered by a single punch from this bald man! What's worse, he didn't seem to feel anything at all and continued to swing his fist at his face.

Michelle raises her hand, ready to block and then counterattack.

Who would have thought that he couldn't even withstand that bald guy's punch!

"Puwa!"

Michelle, who had taken a punch to the face, instantly transformed into a shooting star, disappearing into a spatial rift along with the archangel who guarded her. "Ah, I was sent flying!?"

Saitama stared in astonishment at the disappearing shooting star on the horizon.

Then he looked down at his still-smoking fist.

The next second, Saitama, dejected and hunched over, said regretfully, "I finished him off with just one punch again... Damn it!!!"

Saitama, shouting the last three words "170" with incredible volume, failed to notice Artoria's stunned expression beside him. "What...what just happened...?"

Turning her head to glance in the direction Michelle had disappeared, Artoria turned her gaze back to Saitama. "You, who exactly are you…?"

"Ah~ whatever, I'm used to it anyway."

Utterly dejected, Saitama walked dejectedly toward the portal.

Seeing Saitama about to leave, Artoria hurriedly rode after him. "Wait!"

"Huh? You called me!?"

"Whoa - I'm Artoria, the head of the European division of League of Legends. And you?"

If Saitama hadn't been assigned a region yet, Artoria was planning to strongly invite him to the European branch; if he had, she would try to persuade him to come.

After all, in League of Legends, the most skilled players are still a minority.

Seeing Artoria dismount and approach, Saitama scratched his head and said quite frankly, "Hello, my name is Saitama, and I'm the vice president of the League of Legends." "Oh, so your name is Saitama. Would you be interested in working... at the European branch? Wait a minute!" "You're... the vice president?"

Artoria, who suddenly realized what was happening, was so shocked that her eyes widened in disbelief!

This bald guy with such an odd style is actually the vice president?!

Chapter 170: Instant Kill! Another Instant Kill!

"Yes, I am the vice president."

After saying that, Saitama, as if afraid that Artoria wouldn't believe him, directly opened the League of Legends internal member list to show her.

Looking at the top few rows of the projected list, especially the column for vice presidents.

Aside from Doraemon's name, Saitama's name, which has a title preceding it, is the most eye-catching!

Vice President: Saitama, One-Punch Man!

"Um, so you really are the vice president..."

Embarrassed, Artoria quickly withdrew her outstretched hand.

That was close! I almost mistook the vice president for an ordinary hero when I tried to recruit him.

If I hadn't been quick-witted and hadn't reacted fast enough, we might have ended up becoming enemies.

While Saitama wouldn't care about such minor details, it didn't stop Artoria from thinking that way. After all, anyone who could serve as the vice president of the League of Legends was naturally incredibly strong. And strong people, after all, almost all have different personalities; some are eccentric, while others like to play dumb to outsmart others.

Take, for example, this bald vice president who has neither presence nor authority.

Who would have thought that this bald passerby, with his unusual art style and comedic personality, is actually a monster among monsters capable of instantly killing dragon-level or even super dragon-level monsters with a single punch?

"That's strange, where is that person?"

After getting to know Artoria, Saitama left the mirror space with her.

Back in the node of the mirror space, Saitama scratched his head in confusion; the Ancient One was nowhere to be seen.

Without the Ancient One, how am I supposed to get out?

Or how about punching a hole in it?

No, no, no, the Ancient One said so many things that were both incomprehensible and impressive before.

Saitama felt it was best to calm down first. If things really got out of hand, it would be difficult to handle, and besides, he hated trouble...