Starting with one punch, I'll stop being human.

"Sister, I'm not making this up."

Fubuki took a deep breath, mustering the greatest courage she had ever had in over twenty years, and one she had never dared to have before.

"Sister, that night..."

Chapter 245 Peach Blossom Paradise

"That night... I felt your cries for help, your helplessness, your bravado... I felt it all."

Fubuki stared intently at the increasingly flustered Tatsumaki, her gaze burning: "So, stop treating me like a clueless kid."

"Sister, you need me. And I... need you too."

"You know what I mean!"

Fubuki stepped forward and hovered in front of Tatsumaki, their two stunningly beautiful faces almost touching.

"We are sisters, aren't we?"

Tornado, her pretty face flushed, looked at her younger sister's clear yet slightly mischievous eyes.

For a moment, he was speechless and didn't know how to refute her.

Since that absurd incident that night, the relationship between her and her sister has undergone a subtle and indescribable change.

They are not the same as before.

One is a high and mighty, all-powerful protector.

One is the humble, looking up to the protected, living in the shadows.

Between them, there seemed to be an extra layer of shame yet closeness, a bond that transcended kinship.

"...Whatever you want!"

After a long while, Tornado finally managed to squeeze out these words through gritted teeth.

She abruptly turned her head away, no longer daring to look into Fubuki's eyes, and transformed into a streak of green light, fleeing the scene in a near-disarray.

Looking at her sister's awkward, classic loser look, Fubuki couldn't help but smile with a mixture of victory and tenderness.

She knew that something had quietly changed between her and her sister.

I wonder if we were thinking of the same man and the same scene, as if by some unspoken connection.

The two sisters' pretty faces, though separated by a great distance, both flushed with a captivating blush once again.

In F City, on the city's central commercial street, which can be called the economic lifeline of the entire city, an absurd farce is currently unfolding.

A muscular, bald, strong man, dressed in an exaggerated combat suit that looked like it was made of black tires, stood in the square, passionately preaching his ideas to the hurried crowd around him.

Why do people have to work?!

Why do we always have to pay for a meal?!

"Why don't we just share the food?"

His loud voice echoed among the crowd on the pedestrian street, harsh and inflammatory.

"The rich are rolling in money, while the poor are left to die in poverty! This society is rotten to the core!"

Can work bring happiness? No! Work only brings pain!

"We should build a completely new society where those who want to work can work, and it will support those of us who don't want to work!"

"I, Machete, will lead our 'Peach Blossom Spring' group to personally turn this great ideal into reality!!"

However, his passionate speech failed to resonate with anyone whatsoever.

Passersby, whether they were office workers in suits, manual laborers in work clothes, or vibrant students, all looked at them as if they were mentally ill, frowning and walking around them.

He deliberately distanced himself from the group of bald men who were also dressed in black combat suits with flame patterns.

“Boss,” a burly, buck-toothed member of the Peach Blossom Gang stepped forward and kindly reminded him, “It seems… nobody is listening to you at all?”

"……What?!"

As if struck by lightning, the hammer was jolted awake from his self-absorbed grand ideals.

He looked around and saw only indifferent, numb faces that paid no attention to him.

A surge of anger suddenly ignited within him, making him tremble with rage and causing veins to bulge on his forehead.

"Damn it—! These brainwashed fools! They can't possibly understand our lofty ideals!"

With a slight exertion of his heavy body clad in combat gear, the brick floor beneath his feet emitted a muffled "thud," and the hard tiles shattered.

"Since words can't awaken them, let's use actions! Let them see we're serious!"

With a sudden swing of his hammer, he shouted, "Let's go! First, let's smash up the house of Zenier, the richest man in F City! That mansion is the best symbol of social injustice! Come with me and destroy it!!"

"Yes Sir!!"

Behind him, dozens of bald thugs who didn't want to go to work roared in unison, their eyes flashing with a fanatical light of destruction and venting.

An hour later, the city center of F had been transformed into a living hell.

"Boom——!"

With a seemingly casual punch from a henchman of the Peach Blossom Clan, a hundred-meter-tall office building collapsed with a sickening metallic groan, as if its base had been removed.

Countless blocks of concrete and shards of glass transformed into a deadly downpour, splashing everywhere and crashing onto the streets, leaving behind shocking craters.

Screams, cries, and the sounds of collapsing buildings blended into an apocalyptic symphony.

Spikehead and his gang were just a group of strong, ordinary people, but the mysterious black combat suits they wore granted them terrifying power far beyond reason.

Every punch and kick is comparable to a heavy bomb, and its destructive power is no less than that of some powerful demon-level monsters!

F City Hero Association Branch.

The piercing alarm never stopped. As the association cadres watched the horrific scenes transmitted back from the front lines by drones, their faces were ashen and their foreheads were covered in cold sweat.

"The 'Peach Blossom Spring Gang'? Where did this criminal gang of unemployed vagrants get their hands on equipment of this caliber?"

"According to feedback from the scene, their combat suits are extremely high-performance, and their destructive power continues to rise. The disaster level has been upgraded from 'Tiger' to 'Demon'!"

"A-level heroes from nearby cities are rushing here, but it will take them at least twenty minutes!"

"Report! The number one ranked C-class 'Unlicensed Rider' has arrived at the scene!"

"Uh, it's alright, he just rushed in and got knocked down by one punch! No, quick! Call an ambulance! His bicycle was knocked askew!!"

A sense of despair spread through the city like a plague.

Just when the citizens thought the end of the world had come and the staff of the Hero Association were at a loss, two distinct yet equally clear and pleasant female voices seemed to pierce through all the noise and chaos, descending clearly from the sky.

"Fellow citizens, please do not panic. The clamor of evil has come to an end."

"We are 'NEO.HEROES'—"

"The Scarlet Rose!"

"Plasma Dancer!"

"Justice will be served here!"

Before the words were finished, two incredibly beautiful figures, like two completely different feathers, one red and one blue, gracefully descended from hundreds of meters in the sky and stood steadily in front of the "Peach Blossom Spring Group".

In an instant, the entire chaotic battlefield seemed to be paused.

Chapter 246 The Strange Girl's Debut

In an instant, everyone's attention was involuntarily drawn to the two beautiful women who had suddenly appeared.

The woman on the left has a figure that's almost unfairly hot. Her scarlet, tight-fitting combat suit perfectly accentuates her breathtaking S-curve, as if every inch of her skin is exuding a deadly allure.

Behind her, a pair of magnificent wings made of pure crimson energy fluttered slowly, stirring up specks of scarlet light, which made her stunningly beautiful face even more eerie and alluring.

Her long, silvery-white hair fluttered in the wind, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile played on her lips, carrying a hint of sickness and amusement.

She is none other than the newly crowned Neo hero, Crimson Rose—

That is, "Mosquito Girl".

The person on the right, however, presents a completely different scene.

She was light and graceful, dressed in a clean blue and white sailor uniform and pleated skirt, exuding youth and vitality.

She had long, flowing blue hair that reached her waist, and her fair skin was almost translucent in the sunlight.

Countless leaping, azure lightning bolts constantly surrounded her, emitting a soft "sizzling" sound. Her clear eyes were like lakes containing thunder, calm and profound.

She is, of course, the "Plasma Dancer".

After much deliberation, Psykos ultimately decided against debuting immediately. Instead, she planned this hero event as her debut stage, letting the two Demon-level monster girls test the waters first.

Thanks to Dr. Genus's cutting-edge morphological modification technology, they can now perfectly maintain the most advanced human form.

Even when using his abilities, he no longer reveals any of the ferocious characteristics of a monster.

In particular, Dr. Genus optimized and upgraded Mosquito Girl's ultimate move "Blood Rampage" during the modification process, so that she could activate the Rampage form without absorbing enough blood.

His strength leaped to the peak of the Demon level, and his ability to manipulate blood also achieved a qualitative leap.

The heroine's name, Scarlet Rose, is truly fitting for her.

"Eh... is he a hero?"

"My God... what beautiful heroes! And... and they can fly! They look incredibly powerful!"

"But I don't think I've ever seen them on the Hero Association's official website..."

"Didn't you hear? They said they're 'NEO.HEROES,' probably a newly formed small hero organization!"

"Such a beautiful young lady must be a hero!"

As the saying goes, one's values ​​follow one's appearance; good looks are one's primary strength.

With the stunning beauty of the leader and deputy leader of the Hansen Maid Corps, they captured the hearts of all the citizens present almost the instant they appeared.

No one questioned their identities; instead, they took the initiative to find reasonable explanations for them. They were truly ten-year veteran fans who came uninvited!

(A bald, caped hero: Impossible, absolutely impossible!!)

"NEO.HEROES? What the hell? I've never even heard of it!"

After recovering from his initial amazement, Nailhead Hammer disdainfully sized up the two women before him, a lewd smile spreading across his face: "Not bad looking, hehe, what do you think?"

"Want to come home with me? I'll guarantee you a life of leisure where you don't have to work."

"Oh ho ho ho ho~~"

Faced with this crude provocation, Scarlet Rose was not angry at all. Instead, she covered her mouth with her hand and let out a series of silvery, charming laughs, "Want to take me home? Well, let's see if you have the ability~~"

The moment she finished speaking, her alluring smile vanished, and her eyes turned cold and bloodthirsty!

The pair of enormous crimson energy wings behind him suddenly flapped!

"boom--!"

The air was instantly ignited, and she transformed into a streak of red light that was completely invisible to the naked eye, disappearing from her spot in an instant.

Spikehammer's pupils shrank to pinpoints in extreme horror. He only had time to instinctively cross his arms across his chest in a defensive stance, aided by his combat suit.

"Qiang——!"

A deafening metallic bang, as if it would tear your eardrums apart, exploded out.

No, that's not good!

When Nailhead realized something was wrong, he felt as if his arms had been hit head-on by a high-speed maglev train, and a terrifying force that he could not resist came crashing down on him!

The combat suit's defenses were as fragile as a sheet of paper in the face of this power!

His amplified power had no room to be used; he could only helplessly watch as the beautiful girl charging at high speed punched him into a sandbag!

His combat armor on both arms instantly shattered, and the bones cracked with a chilling sound.

His entire body uncontrollably transformed into a cannonball, flying backward at supersonic speeds.

It crashed through three thick reinforced concrete walls along the way, and finally became deeply embedded in the ruins of a building, its fate unknown.

From provocation to being instantly defeated, the entire process took less than a second.