Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

"The Ancient One! The Ancient One!"

Artoria, leading her horse, circled around the node in the mirror space.

Even with his inherited intuition activated, he still couldn't spot the Ancient One.

"Could it be that something happened to the Ancient One?"

"No, the Ancient One is an S-class hero, stronger than me. How could something have happened to her?"

"Maybe I'm overthinking it."

Artoria sighed, preparing to rest and wait for the Ancient One to appear.

At that moment, Saitama's stomach growled.

"Ugh, damn it! I only had a cup of tea this morning and didn't eat anything else. I was so careless!"

"Hey you! Could you open the door for a second? I'm starving, I need to get something to eat..." Seeing Saitama's obvious hunger, Artoria pulled a Snickers bar from her armor skirt. And then...

I tore open the packaging and started eating.

"Ah! Do you have any food on you!?"

"Of course! What if I get hungry during a battle? So, hunger is the greatest enemy! I will eliminate it!" Watching Artoria devour an extra-thick Snickers bar in just a few bites.

Saitama's mouth was watering, and his stomach was growling louder. "Um, is there... is there anything else?!" "I'm done!" "What?!" Looking down at the colorful wrappers scattered all over Altria's feet, Saitama went berserk.

"When did you finish all this?! You're so fast!! And how did you even carry so many snacks on you?!" Glancing sideways at Saitama's frantic吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or witty remarks), Artoria licked the crumbs from her lips, looking rather tempting: "State secret, no comment!" "--Huh?"

Saitama felt both angry and amused after being rebuffed by a single eight-word retort.

Hearing his stomach growl again, Saitama's eyes lit up as he looked at the warhorse, Dong, behind Artoria. Dong, trembling with fear, cold sweat pouring down his back, quietly hid behind Artoria. During the time they waited for the Ancient One to appear, many demons and imposters emerged from the rift in the Mirror Dimension. Bored, Saitama and Artoria, seeing enemies appear, naturally charged forward without hesitation, then proceeded to cut them down in a flurry.

Saitama, who had fought countless waves of enemies, was just complaining about when he could finally go out for a good meal when another rift opened up in space not far from him. "No way~ there are still more, just how many enemies are there?"

Full of complaints, Saitama walked over and stared blankly at the unusual spatial rift.

Where are the enemies?

How come not a single enemy jumped out of such a huge spatial rift?

Just as Saitama was thinking this, the person arrived.

"Hahaha! I, Ozma, the God of Chaos, have finally appeared—" "Shut up, you weirdo."

He punched the head off the dark, shadowy guy who floated out of space.

Saitama took two steps back in disgust to avoid stepping on the foul-smelling liquid.

"Ugh! It stinks! It stinks... Achoo!"

Saitama, his nose pungent from the stench, couldn't help but sneeze.

As soon as the sneeze was spurted out, the large spatial rift in front of Saitama was blown away.

With a loud bang, the sky and earth shook.

Artoria rode over on her warhorse from afar: "What's wrong, Vice President?! What happened?!" "Ah~ Sorry, my nose was itchy, I sneezed, sneeze..." Saitama rubbed his nose, indicating that he was fine.

Feeling something was off, Artoria thought, "I just sensed a terrifying chaotic and twisted power that could destroy the world. How come it has suddenly disappeared?"

Could my intuition be wrong? That can't be. Could it be...?

Turning her scrutinizing gaze to Saitama, Artoria suddenly noticed a pool of filthy black mud at Saitama's feet.

Just as Artoria dismounted to investigate, a golden portal opened, and the Ancient One rushed out anxiously. "...Ozma! Have you seen him!?"

“Ozma? Who’s that?” Saitama rubbed his smooth chin, thinking. He felt like he’d heard the name somewhere before. He thought about it, and it seemed like just now… Artoria glanced at the Ancient One’s current appearance and found her to be quite disheveled.

Moreover, his body still retained many repulsive chaotic and twisted auras.

"Ozma, the god of chaos, is the mastermind behind this invasion of the Black Earth. His power is comparable to Dormammu of the Dark Dimension..."

The Ancient One hurriedly explained to Saitama, "When I was fighting him just now, I was accidentally deceived by his illusion, allowing him to escape. So I chased after him and found his last trace here." "Have you (Zhao's) seen him!?"

When asked by the Ancient One, Artoria shook her head, indicating that she had not seen it.

However, she pointed to the pool of filthy black mud at Saitama's feet and said, "I didn't see Ozma, but I think this must be a clue he left behind." "Filthy blood...that's right! This is filthy blood, Ozma's blood!" When the Ancient One saw the pool of filthy blood, she became very excited.

She walked over quickly, then looked at the large pool of filthy blood, somewhat bewildered.

"Strange, was the injury I caused him really that serious? It made him bleed so much!" "Oh—I remember now!"

With a slap of his fist, Saitama's sudden voice drew the attention of both the Ancient One and Artoria. He said, "The monster I just killed with one punch, he seemed to have called himself 'Ozma.'" "What?! You killed Ozma with one punch?!"

Upon hearing this, the Ancient One's eyes widened in disbelief; she stared at Saitama, dumbfounded.

Chapter 171 Takoyaki, delicious takoyaki!

After hearing Saitama's explanation, the Ancient One's gaze towards Saitama immediately changed.

"Hey, what kind of expression and look is that? It's so rude! Am I a monster?!" "No, you're not a monster, you're scarier than a monster." The Ancient One's lips twitched, and she muttered under her breath with a forced smile. She made a gesture, wiping away the pool of Ozma's filthy blood on the ground. If this stuff wasn't cleaned up, who knows what kind of trouble it would cause. "Alright, now that the enemy has been defeated, let's get out of here."

"Can we go now?" Saitama paused for a moment, then rubbed his stomach excitedly, "Great! Hurry, hurry, I'm starving!" Faced with the slightly childish Saitama, the Ancient One shook her head, both amused and exasperated.

If Artoria hadn't introduced Saitama to her, Dormammu would never have believed that this seemingly sentient egg-headed creature could actually be the vice president of the League of Legends, whose strength was second only to the president, Zhao Chen!

The portal opened, revealing the outside world, on the battlefield in front of the Arc de Triomphe in Paris. "They're out!"

"It's the Minister! Minister Artoria!" "Teacher Gu Yi!"

Besides Saitama, both Gu Yi and Artoria had people come to warmly greet them.

The Ancient One was greeted by Annie 170, who had become the Sorcerer Supreme, and a group of accompanying sorcerers.

Artoria was greeted by Grandis and Joan of Arc, along with heroes from various ranks of the European branch.

Saitama, who seemed to have just made a cameo appearance, stood outside the crowd, clutching his rumbling stomach and sighing, "I'm so hungry..."

"Would you like some delicious sausage and bacon double-layer thick chicken breast, plus an incredibly satisfying cheese-filled giant burger?" Zhao Chen asked enticingly as he walked in carrying two fragrant giant burgers.

Saitama's eyes have turned into two giant hamburgers.

He snatched the food from Zhao Chen's hand with lightning speed and began to devour it. "Eat slowly, there's more at the roadside stall if you're not full." "Thank you..."

Taking the iced cola from Zhao Chen, Qi Yu quickly took a sip to help him swallow.

Just as the two were eating and walking out, the Ancient One, accompanied by Annie, along with Artoria and a group of people, approached. "Guild Master!" "Guild Master!"

"Huh? What's wrong!?"

Zhao Chen, who had been called, stopped, and Saitama stopped as well.

Artoria stepped forward first and said, "The reason why this major disaster was resolved so quickly is entirely thanks to Vice President Saitama. Therefore, as the head of the European division of League of Legends, I would like to invite the Vice President to travel around Europe for a few days and show him some hospitality."

"So, Saitama, what do you think?"

Zhao Chen could understand Artoria's actions; it was simply a way to build a relationship.

After all, in Zhao Chen's mind, with seven branches around the world, it might not be enough to have just one branch manager in charge. Even with an S-class hero, it would only be enough to barely keep things in order to completely suppress all threats.

Without combat power at the vice president level, it seems like it really won't work.

Just imagine, what if some terrible Super Dragon-level catastrophe occurs next time?

How embarrassing it would be if the League of Legends division failed to hold their own!

Therefore, Zhao Chen decided that after finishing everything, he would start working on improving the strength of the internal members, since many A-rank and S-rank heroes still had room for improvement. Faced with Artoria's invitation, Saitama hesitated for a moment while munching on a large hamburger, but finally nodded and said, "Okay, but I remember there's a disaster happening somewhere." "You want to go and deal with it before coming back to play?"

"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't be at ease. After all, I am a hero."

Saitama licked the cheese from the corner of his mouth and said those words, giving off a sense of trustworthiness.

At this moment, the Ancient One stepped forward and took her leave, saying, "With Vice President Saitama and the President here, I believe the problem in Somalia will be resolved soon, so I won't go." "Oh, it's alright, Ancient One, please feel free to go."

Zhao Chen invited Gu Yi to join the League of Legends, but he mostly treated her as a guest elder, so he never sought her out whenever Earth was in trouble.

However, the Ancient One's centuries of diligent protection were etched into his very being.

Even after she relinquished her position as Sorcerer Supreme, she always rushed to the scene whenever Earth was in trouble.

For example, the War of Apocalypse, and the current one.

The Ancient One's dedication to her job made Zhao Chen feel embarrassed every time he ran into her. "By the way, Ancient One, I'll leave the handling of the alternate dimension in Paris to you." "Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll handle it."

The Ancient One smiled and patted Annie's head, making her playfully complain.

After temporarily finishing things in Paris, Zhao Chen took Saitama to Africa.

Somalia, Gulf of Aden.

There are two world-renowned seaports on the western side of the Gulf of Aden.

That is, the port of Aden on the north shore and the port of Djibouti on the south shore.

The ports of the Gulf of Aden are important fuel ports and transshipment ports on the shipping routes from the Indian Ocean to the Mediterranean and the Atlantic Ocean, and they control the southeastern exit of the Mediterranean and the entire Middle East.

It holds a vital strategic position, serving as the gateway to and from the Suez Canal.

How could the government allow a bunch of disgusting octopus monsters to occupy such a strategically important area?

Even if the government 'reluctantly' agrees, the Four Emperors won't! "Cracker!! Aren't the soldiers ready yet!?" "Coming, bro!!"

On the second seawall, Katakuri was fiercely battling three giant red octopuses.

These giant red octopuses, each measuring forty or fifty meters in length, are each as powerful as a Demon-level calamity, and even a mid-to-high-level Demon-level one!

No matter what kind of building it is, it cannot withstand their lashes.