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

Whether it's the intensity of the energy or the opponent's mastery of the Phoenix Force, they are clearly a level above me!

How... is this possible?!

The thick smoke and flames dissipated instantly, but the venue was completely silent.

[Defeat the Demon-level monster "Cut King" and obtain 857 Origin Points!]

[Successfully copied SR-level ability: "Death Cut" Lv1!]

【"Death Cut (SR)": An innate talent for swordsmanship, each strike imbued with the aura of death, a rapid slash that is so fast that wounds on those struck will be difficult to heal.】

[Currently occupied capacity bits: 1/20.]

[Defeat 681 Wolf-level monsters and gain 3407 Origin Points!]

[Defeat 32 Tiger-level monsters and obtain 1441 Origin Points!]

Inside the massive crater from the explosion, Han Sen's hands were empty.

The Slicer King, along with its two sharp blades, was reduced to ashes!

However, the sword technique "Death Cut," which he left behind as an urban legend, was preserved and copied by Han Sen.

The "Form Change" of the "Blacklight Armor" can simulate various forms of cold weapons, and the "Death Cut" skill can fill this gap perfectly.

[Consuming 51100 Origin Points, "Death Cut" level increased! Lv1->Lv10 (MAX)!]

[Ding! The copying ability "Death Cut (SR)" has reached its maximum level, merged into the user, and the ability slot has been removed!]

[Currently occupied capacity bits: 0/20.]

With Han Sen's current wealth, there was no need for him to hesitate. He casually upgraded the newly acquired SR "Death Cut" to the maximum level.

A wealth of swordsmanship techniques and knife-wielding experience—as is well known, in this world, swords and knives have always been inseparable—rushed into his mind and were instantly digested, transforming him from a complete novice who only knew how to slash horizontally and vertically into an experienced knife-wielding master whose horizontal and vertical slashes were more methodical.

The barrage of kill notifications that followed immediately caught his eye, causing him to glance at them slightly.

Although not many source points were given, there were plenty of flaws.

The main problem was that the rewards from killing the Demon-level Cutting King were less than those from the cannon fodder killed by the aftershocks, which made things quite difficult for him.

This shows just how terrifying the density of strange people gathered in the underground space must be!

Big Eyes: "..."

Deep underground, Sykes was momentarily stunned.

He actually died like that!

Clean and neat, without any sloppiness.

After the initial shock, more complex emotions continued to arise.

It's important to know that she was watching the entire battle from the perspective of Gyoro Gyoro, and her Dragon-level superpowers covered the entire arena the whole time.

Even so, she only managed to catch a fleeting afterimage that seemed to distort space.

Moreover, it's not just any ordinary dragon-level creature; its strength... is probably far beyond that of specialized dragon-level creatures like "Ugly President" and "Guts"!

They actually took that step and grew to the point where even they themselves had to face it!

Chapter 152 Provoke me, or you'll die!

In a flash, Sykes made the most rational decision.

In any case, the Insect God is a strange person she has nurtured all these years, and has long been labeled as belonging to a faction.

Therefore, the relationships that need to be maintained still need to be maintained.

In the single, piercing eye, the cold scrutiny instantly melted away, replaced by a satisfaction bordering on appreciation.

Its voice rang out again, spreading throughout the entire venue through telekinesis. Gone was the previous coldness; Dio's voice was now filled with relief and encouragement.

"Hooray! Insect God, you certainly didn't disappoint me!"

—Did they immediately change their minds when they saw the value? Ha, women…

While inwardly complaining, Han Sen outwardly remained as loyal as ever: "Thank you for your kindness, sir! I have not failed you!"

On the surface, they were praising Han Sen for his clean and decisive victory over the Cutting King, but both parties knew in their hearts that they were talking about something else entirely.

The 180-degree turn left many of the strange people, who hadn't yet recovered from their shock, stunned once again.

But the Great Eye didn't give them much time to think. Having gotten the answer it wanted from the Insect God, it swept its single eye across the entire area and then loudly announced, "Everyone, let's celebrate!"

"Following 'Homeless Emperor,' our Monster Association has gained another powerful Dragon-level executive—Insect God!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sen readily released his long-hidden dragon-level aura.

Sand and stones flew everywhere, and the ground cracked.

In an instant, a chilling and heavy pressure swept over the entire area, as if the air had been sucked away, and countless demon-level monsters present felt a strong sense of suffocation!

The group of Dragon-level cadres also felt a powerful aura that was no less than their own, and their gazes toward Han Sen became slightly different.

Black Sperm said uninterestedly, "Tch, so you've already grown to the Dragon level? No wonder the battle ended so quickly."

After a brief silence, a frenzied roar, like a tsunami, erupted from the tens of thousands of low-level monsters inside and outside the venue, echoing throughout the hall.

"Ooo ...

"Dragon-level! Another Dragon-level master has been born!"

"Long live the Insect God! Great Eyes is wise!"

Above ground, in City Z.

Saitama, who was cooking instant noodles, suddenly felt a tremor under his feet. When he turned to look out the window to check the situation, he caught a glimpse of dust falling from the ceiling above him.

Saitama nimbly dodged the dust with the pot of noodles, then put it back on the stove and added the previously washed cabbage.

"Earthquakes seem to be getting more frequent lately. If our house collapses one day and we have to move, that would be a real problem."

"Speaking of which..."

He scratched his cheek and thought to himself, "I promised to treat Han Sen to hot pot, but it's been so long already..."

"Never mind, I'll deal with it next time we run into each other."

Since convincing herself to accept the promotion to Insect God, Sykes' inner turmoil has largely vanished.

Even if things don't go well, he's still a Dragon-level monster I personally trained—a free tool, so why not take it!

At this moment, the encouragement and excitement brought by the addition of another dragon-level cadre to the association gradually subsided.

Although most of the oddballs at the bottom of society don't even know what they're excited about.

But undeniably, the promises made by Da Jiongyan are truly tempting—

Enslave humanity and establish a free new world ruled by monsters!

They wouldn't even dare to dream of such a thing!

As expected... there's still no future in following the Chief of Staff!

Besides that, the buffet here is also delicious.

The entire event consumed thousands of low-level weirdos, and many of them left the venue bloated and full.

I suggest we organize more large-scale self-service events... no, large-scale conferences!

Now that the Monster Convention has basically achieved its goal, and Psykos doesn't want guys like Black Sperm to cause any more trouble, she prepares to speak through her Great Eyes and announce the convention's end.

However, at that moment, she noticed that the Insect God flashed to the floor where the Dragon-level executives were located, scrutinizing the Dragon-level monsters scattered in various corners with a very provocative attitude.

"What...is this guy up to now?"

While Sykes was still in a daze as he muttered to himself, some of the cadres had already reacted.

"yawn……"

"Meow Meow" covered its mouth and yawned. Five long, narrow, scythe-like claws suddenly sprang out from its black fur paws, reflecting a chilling, piercing light.

Its pointed ears twitched, and its slender body stretched out. In an instant, it went from being listless to being radiant, its eyes filled with curiosity as it asked, "The Insect God, right, meow?"

"It might sound a bit reckless, but if you dare to provoke me, even if we're both executives, I'll kill you! Meow~~"

It looks like a harmless, large Siamese cat, but at this moment it reveals a dangerous side and a deadly intent hidden beneath its appearance.

Upon reaching the floor where the Dragon-level monster was located, Han Sen looked around and selected the first dish of the day.

Just as they were about to go and try it, they were interrupted by a strange cat that was eager to try it.

He paused in his steps, his burning eyes suddenly sweeping over the area.

"……Meow?"

Their eyes met, and Meow Meow's vertical pupils suddenly contracted, as if she had seen something terrifying that others could not observe. Her soft, short fur bristled instantly, like liquid instantly seeping into the cracks in the wall tiles beneath her feet, and a pair of trembling feline eyes could be vaguely seen through them.

—Are you kidding me?! This guy…!!

Behind Meow Meow, "Hero," whose muscular arms were covered in spikes, crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. Upon seeing this, he narrowed his four eyes.

Back when it was still human, it took the initiative to challenge the Monster King Orochi.

After his defeat, he was transformed into a Dragon-level monster, and to this day he is considered a veteran Dragon-level executive of the Monster Association.

It was well aware of Meow Meow's strength. Although it was no match for Meow Meow, its unpredictable speed and its flexible, liquid-like body made it quite troublesome and not an easy opponent to defeat.

Meow's sudden, almost instinctive reaction gave it a clue. Although its martial arts intuition hadn't detected anything unusual, the newly promoted Dragon-level officer opposite it...

—This seems to be more than it appears!

Ignoring the serious gazes cast upon Haojie by his four vertical eyes, Han Sen glanced at Miaomiao hiding in the crevice of the rocks, his eyes filled with disdain: "As expected, cats are not as cute as dogs."

Two eyes in the crack in the rock: "..."

"Hey, wait!"

Han Sen was about to continue walking forward when he looked down at the sound he suddenly heard beneath his feet.

Blackie rolled up his sleeves, pouting with a disgruntled expression, and said, "Even though that dead cat stole my lines, I'm still going to say them!"

"The consequence of provoking me is death, you know, Insect God!" Han Sen: "..."

Looking at "Black Sperm," who had a sleazy, roguish look and was the spitting image of a middle-aged delinquent from the lower class, Han Sen's eyes twitched slightly.

I simply wanted to go and meet some new friends, and by the way, to learn from the most valuable skills available and contribute to the future development of the association.

You guys, are you still not done yet?

"Stop it……"

Chapter 153 Don't force me to kill you on such a happy day

"Stop fooling around, Lord Blacksperm."

Han Sen's tone sounded as kind as ever, but his actions were anything but polite.

Raising its sharp claws covered in black carapace, it lifted the limp antenna on the black elf's head like a chick and moved it aside from its path.

Han Sen walked forward with his eyes fixed on the front, ignoring the still stunned Black Sperm beside him: "We're old acquaintances, and today is a good day for the association. Don't force me to kill you on such a happy day."

Black sperm: ? ? ?

"...What the hell?!"

Black Sperm froze, his brain shutting down for a full three seconds.

It wasn't until it sensed that Han Sen's footsteps had faded into the distance that it suddenly realized what had just happened.

Not to mention it, every single person present who knew Black Sperm's true combat strength looked utterly dumbfounded.

For the first time, a look of seriousness appeared in the eyes of the high-ranking officials at the venue, who had been observing from the sidelines with their arms crossed.

Inside the secret room, Sykes, who was peering through the screen from the perspective of "Big Eyes," found her hand holding a wine glass trembling uncontrollably.

A few drops of crimson wine spilled, leaving glaring marks on her snow-white thighs, but she was completely unaware.

Even the Monster King "Orochi," who had been silent like a background figure on the throne, had a strange emotion flash in his golden snake eyes hidden in his horns and tentacles.

"How dare they provoke the Black Spirit like this... 'Insect God'... Has he completely gone mad, or does he have something to rely on?!"

Sykes raised an eyebrow, her eyes filled with disbelief.