The Emperor Engine's God-like Skill System

Psykos originally planned to lead the Monster Association to conquer the surface within the next two years. The reason she recruited so many Dragon-level monsters was to use them to deal with the S-class heroes of the Hero Association.

However, the Monster Association has already lost a large number of its main forces before the plan even began, which has deprived it of the resources to go head-to-head with the Hero Association.

Sykes's plan had to be postponed indefinitely.

Damn it!

Sykes cursed inwardly, but there was nothing she could do about King.

This guy is the real monster...

If I don't find King's weakness, none of my plans will be able to be implemented...

His power was truly terrifying.

Sykes swallowed hard. All she could do now was lie low and search for King's weakness.

Meanwhile, inside the Hero Association, the executives were also weeping with joy.

If it weren't for King, this city would probably have suffered a catastrophic disaster. A mere centipede elder could have destroyed the entire city, not to mention the presence of several other dragon-level monsters.

Online, the posts that had previously denounced King, fueled by the reporter's rhetoric, had long since disappeared. The reporter's attempt to live a life of ignominy and his disdain for the lives of others were broadcast live, revealing his disgusting true colors to everyone. Even the most foolish person could understand that his questions on the interview program were merely an attempt to embarrass King.

The internet is now filled with praise and admiration for King.

'We're so lucky to have King!'

'Long live King!'

'No wonder he's the strongest man on Earth!'

Such posts kept popping up, and these people all knew that if it weren't for King, they would have just been in a huge crisis.

At this moment, Elder Centipede's corpse had been burned to ashes, leaving only a clump of black ash.

What was once thousands of meters long is now just a pile of garbage.

King snapped his fingers, and the flames vanished as if they had never existed.

He turned his head and looked around. The surrounding streets were almost completely destroyed. The high-rise buildings were now just ruins, and the few buildings that had not yet collapsed looked like they were about to fall.

King shook his head. He had only come to participate in an interview program to boost his reputation points, so how did he end up encountering such a thing?

More strange people appearing in groups...

They must be connected to Gouketsu. Judging from the destructive power they caused to the surrounding environment, these people are probably also Dragon-level monsters, and likely executives similar to Gouketsu.

However, in King's eyes, there is no difference between Dragon-level monsters and Demon-level monsters.

King couldn't tell whether ants or maggots were more powerful.

Thinking of this, King immediately opened his system menu and looked at his rising reputation value, which had increased by more than ten million after going all in.

King killed several Dragon-level monsters this time, and what's more, the whole thing was broadcast live on TV, which generated a lot of prestige.

If things continue like this, King will be able to unlock his third skill in the near future.

Is it called "divine vision"?

King muttered to himself softly, gently placing his hand in front of his eyes. The blood-red lotus pattern in his eyes had now disappeared.

Just now, he used this skill he had recently acquired to copy the moves of the Ugly President and the Wind and Fire Brothers.

This is not just temporary imitation, but permanent learning; these skills have been deeply imprinted in King's mind.

However, what King was concerned about was that when he obtained the Divine Vision, he remembered that the skill description stated that overuse of this skill would put a burden on the body and could even damage the eyes.

However, King felt nothing at this time and did not experience any side effects.

Is it because God hasn't used the illusion of vision enough?

King was somewhat curious about the limits of his ability.

"King!"

Just then, a familiar voice came from afar.

King turned his head slightly, and Fubuki and many other heroes walked towards him.

The eyes of those heroes were filled with admiration and respect.

......

More than an hour later, King and the others returned to the Hero Association headquarters and informed the executives of the situation.

"Thanks to you this time!"

"Mr. King!"

"It's so great to have you join our Hero Association!"

At this moment, Sitch's eyes were filled with gratitude. If it weren't for King, they would probably have suffered a catastrophic disaster.

At the time, King was the only S-class hero present; the other S-class heroes didn't have time to get there.

Even if they rushed over, they probably wouldn't be able to take down such a large number of Dragon-level monsters single-handedly.

The only one who could possibly fight them was Tornado alone.

"Well done."

Just then, a petite figure walked into the headquarters—it was Tornado.

Upon learning of the strange attack, she immediately rushed over, but due to the long distance, even Tatsumaki needed some time.

By the time she got halfway back, the monsters had already been eliminated by King, so she simply went back to headquarters to rest for a while.

"Only King has a slightly heroic air about him."

The usually proud Tornado unusually praised someone, her emerald eyes glancing briefly at King, but not for long before turning her gaze to the other heroes present.

"And what exactly are you guys doing?"

"Let's not even talk about C-rank heroes, their abilities are already limited. What exactly have you B-rank and even A-rank heroes done?"

The answer is: nothing was done!

"You guys are useless except for dragging things down."

"Even if a certain A-level number one can only watch from the sidelines from beginning to end, if that's all you can do, I suggest you go back to C-level and start over."

Tornado crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes filled with condescending arrogance, reverting to her old self, and her spearhead was directly aimed at Sweet Mask, the number one A-rank player.

The other heroes lowered their heads and dared not utter a sound. Apart from evacuating the crowd, they did nothing else.

Because this battle is simply beyond their control.

Sweet Mask gave a cold laugh, the veins on his forehead began to bulge, and blood vessels suddenly appeared in his eyes:

What are you saying?

"Does someone who couldn't even show up from beginning to end have the right to point fingers at me?"

He clenched his fist, and his knuckles made a crisp sound.

Chapter 75: The House of Evolution Hidden in the Darkness

A tense atmosphere began to spread within the Hero Association headquarters.

Both Sweet Mask and Tornado are notoriously awful within the Hero Association, and it's fair to say that neither of them has any friends in the organization.

One is a powerful hero ranked second in S-class, hailed as the association's ultimate weapon.

The other is the top-ranked hero in Class A, who has the highest popularity and considerable power, and can even be said to be able to influence the development of the Hero Association.

Faced with these two remarkable figures, no one dared to easily side with either of them.

The other lower-ranking heroes didn't dare utter a sound. If they offended either of them, they could forget about continuing to work in the Hero Association.

Even Sich, who was a cadre, was now somewhat at a loss.

"Well, if there's nothing else for me here, I'll take my leave now."

At that moment, King spoke slowly, breaking the suffocating silence within the association.

"Mr. King, are you leaving?"

Upon hearing King's words, Sweet Mask, who had been confronting Tatsumaki, turned to look at King and smiled, completely ignoring Tatsumaki's presence.

"Yes, everything has been taken care of, so you don't need me here anymore."

King said calmly.

"As for the damaged streets, that Metal Knight will fix them, right? I can't worry about anything else."

To this day, King has never seen Metal Knight and knows almost nothing about him, except that he sends out a large number of mechanical troops to rest after each time the city is severely damaged.

However, King doesn't have a good impression of Metal Knight.

He noticed that every time he defeated a monster, Metal Knight would immediately take the monster's corpse away to study it. King had asked the other heroes, and Metal Knight had never taken away the monster corpses they had killed. This made King start to guess that perhaps Metal Knight wanted to use the monster corpses he had defeated to explore information about himself.

King had also heard that although Metal Knight was a registered hero with the Hero Association, he had no sense of justice whatsoever. He basically ignored the invading monsters and only appeared when testing new weapons.

For all of the above reasons, King did not have a good impression of Metal Knight.

"I'll send someone to escort Mr. King back!"

Sweet Mask said solicitously that he wanted to build a better relationship with King as soon as possible so that he could persuade him to become a genuine, perfect hero.

"No need, I can go back by myself."

King replied immediately.

“Okay, Mr. King, please feel free to come to me anytime if you need anything. I will do my best to help you.”

Sweet Mask immediately spoke, as if he were a loyal fan of King.

"This is the first time I've seen Sweet Mask be so polite."

Seeing Sweet Mask being so attentive to King, Tornado laughed and made a sarcastic remark, but this time Sweet Mask completely ignored her words.

"Fubuki, are you leaving?"

King turned his head and asked.

"No, I have to go to the Fubuki Group's base later."