The Emperor Engine's God-like Skill System

"That's really disappointing."

"So this is what an S-class hero is all about."

King spoke slowly, his words sounding incredibly arrogant to Metal Knight's ears.

Metal Knight sensed death approaching. He had taken countless lives, and he knew he couldn't escape King's punishment for his actions. He had to come up with a plan.

"King, let's work together!"

At that moment, Metal Knight's expression changed, and a fawning smile appeared on his face.

"I'll give you information about the Monster Association, can you spare my life in return?"

"Those guys from the Monster Association are no pushovers, especially that one called Orochi!"

"Even King, you might not be a match for the Monster Association. You'll definitely need my help!"

Metal Knight immediately said that he had indeed collected a lot of information about the Monster Association, but he said this mainly to save his own life.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.

"Oh?"

King's eyes narrowed slightly.

Do you think I need your help?

The moment he opened his mouth, a chilling killing intent enveloped Metal Knight's entire body.

"King, you can't kill me!"

"Your Hero Association needs my strength!"

"Without me, your Hero Association will accomplish nothing!"

Just then, King's phone rang.

King looked down at his phone. The caller was Sitch. He knew that this communication device was also invented by Metal Knight, and that the previous communication signal had been interrupted by him.

Now that the phone can communicate again, is it because Child Emperor has successfully reclaimed headquarters?

King answered the phone, and Tong Di's voice came from the other end:

"Are you Mr. King?"

His tone seemed somewhat anxious.

"Ah."

King replied quickly.

"I have successfully regained control of the base headquarters."

The Child Emperor said,

"Mr. King, have you encountered Metal Knight yet?"

“Right in front of me.”

King's reply seemed to surprise Child Emperor, who hadn't expected King to be so quick. He paused for a full three seconds before continuing.

"Mr. King, Mr. Sitch has something to say to you, please wait a moment!"

Soon, the voice coming from the other end of the phone changed from Child Emperor to Sickey, whose tone was even more anxious than Child Emperor's:

"Mr. King! Please, whatever you do, don't kill Metal Knight! Bring him back alive!"

"why?"

King only uttered three words.

"Because Metal Knight has very important strategic significance for the Hero Association!"

"Work such as construction, equipment development, and machinery maintenance all require Metal Knight to complete..."

"If it weren't for Metal Knight, then no one else would be able to do this job."

Sitch said somewhat anxiously.

What he said was indeed the truth. Although Metal Knight was a traitor, his role in the Hero Association was irreplaceable.

The Hero Association's headquarters and other buildings were all manufactured by Metal Knight, as were weapons, vehicles, and other items, including the reconstruction of the neighborhoods after the battles.

Without Metal Knight, these tasks would add a huge workload to the Hero Association.

This is something the association's top management doesn't want to see.

With Metal Knight, the association will be able to receive technical support and significantly reduce time costs.

Not far away, Bofoi could vaguely hear what they were saying, and quickly guessed what the association headquarters was thinking. His smile became even more pronounced.

"The Hero Association can't do without my help!"

"If you spare my life, I promise I'll share all my technology with you!"

"Intelligence, technology—you can have whatever you want!"

With the protection of the Hero Association's higher-ups, Bofoi believed that King wouldn't easily lay a hand on him.

At this moment, Sitch, in order to ensure that King would not kill Metal Knight, specifically added:

“Mr. King, this is an order from above…”

"Order?"

At that moment, King, who had been silent all along, slowly opened his mouth.

"Mr. Sitch, who do you think has the right to order me around?"

The king's words carried an unyielding authority, causing Sitch's breathing to quicken, and a tremendous sense of oppression pressed down on him.

“No, Mr. King…but this is my superior…”

"The superiors? They're nothing but a bunch of rabble."

King said calmly.

The so-called higher-ups of the Hero Association are actually just a group of bureaucrats with their own power.

If anything happens, they'll just cower at the back of the association.

Many even use their status to do things that violate the law and morality.

Even heroes don't know these things, and Sich, who is a cadre and often has to deal with the higher-ups, only knows some superficial things. He is actually somewhat dissatisfied with those higher-ups.

To them, heroes are nothing more than tools for making a profit.

Sitch's mind raced. He knew that even the Association could not disobey King.

The Hero Association enjoyed a very high reputation during this period entirely because of King, who was also the most respected figure in the entire Hero Association.

If King were to leave the Hero Association, it would not only cause a huge uproar in society, but many heroes might also leave with him.

Putting Saitama and Genos aside, even Sweet Mask, Fubuki, and Tatsumaki might leave the Hero Association.

If such a thing were to happen, the entire Hero Association would be plunged into an abyss of no return.

Metal Knight's importance to the entire association is less than one-tenth of King's.

“I understand, Mr. King. You can handle the rest yourself. I will report to my superiors.”

Sitch made up his mind and spoke immediately.

Chapter 106: A Single Blow Kills, the End of the Metal Knight

Sitch knew how important King was to the Hero Association; even the higher-ups wouldn't dare to act recklessly in front of King.

If the higher-ups had to choose between Metal Knight and King, they would probably choose the latter without hesitation.

Sitch knew this well; he understood that neither he nor the higher-ups had the authority to stop King, so he was not prepared to continue trying to dissuade him.

"The rest is up to Mr. King..."

After saying this, Sitch hung up the phone.

For King, Metal Knight is someone who must be eliminated.

As a hero, Metal Knight's actions alone—stealing crucial information from the Hero Association, causing the deaths of countless civilians with his experimental weapons, and turning a blind eye to monster attacks on civilians—are enough to condemn him to death. He was responsible for the destruction of Genos's hometown, and according to his original plan, he even intended to steal Genos's incineration cannon technology and eliminate Kuseno during the battle between the Hero Association and the Monster Association.

Moreover, he repeatedly disturbed King's life and colluded with the Monster Association to attack King's residence.

King also knew that if Metal Knight wasn't dealt with today, there would be endless troubles, and even if he was imprisoned, he could very well escape.

If Metal Knight escapes, the Hero Association will never have another chance to capture him.

However, King looked at Metal Knight with an unusually calm expression.

King felt no hatred towards Bofoi, because to him, the Metal Knight was as insignificant as an ant.

"You, you actually dare to disobey the Hero Association's orders?!"

Listening to King's conversation with Sitch, Bofoi slumped to the ground, rubbing his legs against the floor as he tried to move backward, desperately trying to get away from the dangerous presence in front of him.

At this moment, Metal Knight Bofoi had completely lost his former composure, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"I...I have crucial information about the Monster Association!"

"If you kill me, you won't be able to get that information!"

Are you really going to miss such a great opportunity?!

Bofoi had no other choice but to say this in a fit of emotion.

He looked up, hoping to see a hint of hesitation on King's face.

However, in his eyes, King's expression did not change at all, and he seemed to have no emotional fluctuations.

Do I need it?

King opened his mouth and spoke slowly.

To Bofoy, King's words sounded incredibly arrogant, as if his intelligence were worthless.

"Do not......"

In the brief moment that Bofoy was stunned, King strode forward and placed his hand directly on Bofoy's head: