I am the savior, do you have any objection?

Each one could unleash the power of a super nuclear bomb, but this time, their appearance is not for self-destruction, but for interception.

These things emerged from the water under Oga's command, their eyes gleaming with terrifying beams of light, their target naturally the nuclear bomb beneath their feet.

The weapon created by Lan Meng is astonishing. According to the information, even a strong person with a strength of 30 horses could only withstand a few attacks before having to abandon the nuclear bomb and either escape or be blown up.

Faced with this situation, it was naturally time for Skynet and Kerry to take action.

"Crackling! Crackling!"

Dual-wield super-sensitive keyboard and iris-guided mouse.

The Skynet began to play its highest role as a mortal.

Within 20 seconds, Skynet, using its own programs and viruses, breached the entire system of Blue Dream Company.

Satellites from outer space, giant gods on Earth, and even dream creators installed in the minds of powerful figures within the Blue Dream Company were all abducted.

The only pity is that even so, it is impossible to control all the giant gods.

Because the enemy's powerful figure has finally made his move.

In the Americas, on the high seas, Oga stood atop a warship. A sudden change in the celestial phenomena caused a storm at sea, which made his hair flutter wildly, but it could not shake his body or the warship beneath him in the slightest.

Although it always seems like Lanmeng is the one doing scientific research and the like.

However, the magnetic field experts of this era were all geniuses who were proficient in various biological sciences and mechanics, which is different from the martial god era in later generations where everyone was illiterate.

With a wave of his hand, Oga sent out a sea of ​​signals into the microscopic realm.

"Damn it!" SkyNet, far away in heaven, irritably took off the earpiece.

"At most, it can only interfere with the shooting accuracy of the giant god; control is completely impossible."

That's right, Oga's wave of his hand had a far greater effect than Lanmeng's use of power to disrupt the Dream Creators.

Since their cultivation is already capable of recreating heaven and earth and destroying the universe, anything that technology can do, a strong magnetic field expert can do as well. Even if more advanced technology appears, a strong magnetic field expert only needs to create an identical one by hand.

That's enough.

Kerry's voice and the white-haired man's voice rang in Skynet's ears at the same time.

The next moment, Kerry took control of his unique magnetic field superpower.

Any giant gods that were nearby, as soon as they appeared, were also broken into countless pieces of iron.

Some nuclear rays that happen to fly by even though their accuracy has been disrupted can only be blocked by the powerful nuclear weapons on board.

If they cannot withstand it, then they can only...

"boom!"

A terrifying energy explosion, the size of a city, erupted from the sea surface.

The violent force and the scattered high temperatures of radiation engulfed and polluted the seawater, turning hundreds of millions of marine creatures to ashes in an instant.

The steam, evaporated by the high temperature, forms a mushroom cloud that rolls back into the sky.

The seawater that overflowed through the hole caused global tidal changes.

The terrifying radiation polluted the entire sea area, and even in the areas affected by the aftershocks, life suffered varying degrees of death and injury.

But... this is just the beginning.

A less skilled fighter, unable to protect his own nuclear missile, simply jumped onto another comrade's missile.

One after another.

"Bang! Rumble!"

Terrifying roars echoed repeatedly, the immense and terrifying explosions seeming to engulf the earth.

The continuous bursts of light could be seen even from outer space, like fireworks being set off on the ocean.

Tens of thousands of square kilometers of ocean have been polluted, and the entire human world is experiencing rain that is contaminated with pollutants.

But does it matter? No, it doesn't matter.

Because a top-tier expert can restore the world to its normal state in less than seven days.

What really matters now is killing the enemy.

Gentleness or brutality make a big difference, but the goal of the strong is always the same: to force the entire society and the planet.

Whether they bring warmth or destruction, they all want the world to operate according to their own ideas.

Those who seek to rape this beautiful thing are always on their own side; their goal is to kill, rape, and destroy their enemies!

Amidst the swirling winds and clouds, Kerry glanced at the frantically popping comments in his live stream chat, then turned his gaze to the distance.

War, an unimaginable war.

For most group members, the kind of dimensional invasion that Gokou Ruri is facing is already a terrifying thing, where the opponent summons spirits to duel and turns tens of thousands of innocent people and duelists into cards.

Or a more brutal world, like the one where he's in the cyberpunk world with a bunch of other friends, fighting cyberpunk fists. To him, the existence of this world is like hell.

Many other group members, such as Suigintou, even as villains, felt that taking another person's life was a heinous crime.

And these damn group members, whether they're ancient demons, victims of hundreds of reincarnations, or young girls who think they've seen through the coldness and warmth of humanity, are all afraid and tremble even when they witness this true terror, just by looking at the screen.

[Group 5 Admin - Yukari Yakumo: ...]

[Sato Kazuma; Wow!]

Yukino Yukinoshita: This...

[Aizen Sousuke: ...]

[Peter Griffin: Oh my god! I have to find a toilet right now, this is really great!]

[Emiya Kiritsugu: Sigh...]

……

Despite interception and explosions, the Kingdom of Heaven still managed to send over 200 nuclear missiles across the Pacific Ocean.

The obstructor finally appeared before everyone.

Oga.

Oga, dressed in a suit, had already left the ship at some point.

Then, hundreds of powerful individuals equipped with Dream Creators followed him into the sky.

"First Man, is it really necessary to do it this way?"

A thought, a feeling, and that feeling appeared clearly in the minds of the three leaders.

That was Oga's voice.

"What a long-winded nonsense! What are you still saying at this point? Let's fight!"

To everyone's surprise, it was neither the First Man nor Kerry who uttered those words.

Instead, it was Saitama who stood silently atop his own nuclear bomb.

At this moment, Saitama's muscles bulged all over his body, and his bald head and face seemed to have become more angular.

The fighting spirit that had been suppressed for many days finally erupted. When exactly did he begin to endure it? It was during the last meeting of everyone five days ago.

Or is it from the very beginning of that rumor that he lost to Oga?

No one knows for sure, but all that is known is that this guy finally couldn't resist anymore and was going to devour the feast that he had been forcibly controlling with reason but whose instincts had long wanted to eat.

[The most satisfying one]

Chapter 364 Oga?

It was fast, extremely fast, so fast that even the nuclear bombs beneath its feet were kicked far away and exploded.

Saitama's figure broke free like a wild leopard.

And finally, it was time for close combat.

With Saitama gone, the white-haired man and Kerry remained vigilant and waited for the darkness and the appearance of the white-haired man.

But something inexplicable happened.

At this critical moment of life and death.

But there was no trace of darkness or Shiro.

The enemy launched a barrage of missiles, along with warships and aircraft, but it was meaningless against experts of the caliber of Whitehead and Kerry.

Even more powerful figures charged straight at the two.

"Hmph! Kerry! You brat, you insulted our Blue Dream leader! Let me show you the power of the five of us combined, which exceeds one million horsepower!"

Kerry looked up and saw that the person facing him was none other than Whale Head Five, a relatively decent strongman among the small fry.

Shouting nonsensical magnetic field addition and subtraction, five powerful warriors, each with over 30 horsepower under the blessing of the Dream Creator, simultaneously confronted Kree.

"Hey!"

Kerry chuckled, and a golden light ignited all over his body.

"You brat! We're going to make sure you don't have a laugh anymore!"

"Whale-Slaying Overlord Fist!" (x5)

"Crack!"

"what!"

"Croak!"

"Bang!" The bodies of the five powerful individuals shattered little by little. Although these five were not inherently bad, and if properly trained, they might become leaders in their respective regions.

But now that they are on the battlefield, mercy has no place in Kerry's heart.

Kerry shook his head as he looked at the shattered chakra rod in his hand and the five experts behind him who were beginning to disintegrate and disappear.

"I still lack offensive methods. If it weren't for the urgency of time and the many worlds and people waiting for me, I might as well become a disciple of the Heavenly Dao and learn properly, or even master a move like the Whale Killing Overlord Fist."

Meanwhile, He Ran, who was trying to intercept the first man, was a virus!

A fat man whose face and head were covered in pustules, and whose tongue was even swollen like a toad.

Calling him fat is no longer appropriate, because he's less like a human being and more like some kind of chosen unclean being from some god of filth.

Just like its name suggests, the virus is a formidable opponent.

His poison skills are even more terrifying. If he cultivates them to perfection and uses them in conjunction with machines, he can emit a magnetic field of poison that can temporarily deprive even 99 experts of their power.

However, despite his powerful poison skills, he never really made a name for himself in the magnetic field world.

After all, those with strong magnetic fields are too difficult to kill. Poison is only good for killing small fry who are far below its level. Even if it is a virus, the magnetic field is so toxic that even a strong person can adapt to it in half a day, and then it becomes ineffective against strong people.

Often, it's the developers of poison techniques who spend months or years developing a new poison, only to find that people adapt to it within half an hour of it being applied to their bodies.

This is a relatively strong poison; if it were just a common germ or something similar...

Upon entering the body of a stronger expert, the expert's immune system instantly kills the pathogens with a single magnetic field rotation and white blood cell dominance.

Faced with the virus, the white-haired man immediately stopped breathing, using his strength to envelop his entire body and shield every corner from contact with the outside world.

then……

"Nine hundred and fifty thousand units of power! Hell's Sword! Go!"

"Croak!"

No amount of poison techniques matters or have any effect when overwhelmed by sheer numbers.

In just over a hundred cuts, this so-called unparalleled virus was reduced to ashes and never returned.

Unaffected even by the nuclear bomb beneath them, Kerry and the white-haired man broke through the blockade of the distant warships and reached the coast.

At a higher altitude, where Oga and Saitama were fighting.

Saitama silently threw a punch.

Even if you try your best to compress your power into one point, it is still difficult to adapt to a power that is constantly getting stronger.

The fist hurtled towards the sky with incredible speed and force, only to be met with...

"Magnetic field rotation! 99 horsepower! Whale-Slaying Overlord Fist!"