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

This world is far more dangerous than we imagine!

The excitement of stepping into the dragon realm instantly dissipated, and his slightly arrogant gaze cleared considerably.

At the same time, Han Sen quickly began to plan in his mind.

"We weren't chosen by the gods this time, but there's no guarantee there won't be a next time."

"According to the information provided by the anime, including Tatsumaki, Flashy Flash, and Sonic, the strong people in this world have all been tempted by gods. However, as long as their willpower is strong enough, the gods cannot take any further threatening actions."

Han Sen clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within his body.

"Although He doesn't seem capable of actively descending into the material world, my current strength... is still insufficient!"

"Becoming stronger is certainly part of the plan, but more importantly... I need to seize the initiative before the gods target me again!!"

Thinking of his greatest asset, a plan quietly took shape in Han Sen's mind.

"...A Gathering of Eccentrics!"

Han Sen narrowed his eyes, and the elongated pale blue tail flame behind him suddenly accelerated.

A discontinuous, fragmented trajectory of superpowers formed beneath the azure sky, cleaving the clouds blocking its path in two before vanishing into the distant horizon in an instant.

Chapter 145 The Monster Gathering

Two weeks later, deep underground in Z City.

Darkness, deathly silence, decay.

This is an underground forbidden zone that even the Hero Association has failed to explore, a multi-story building structure that has been hollowed out from below the surface and is large enough to house a small city.

This is the Monster Association!

At this moment, the Monster Association's lair was even more eerily deserted than the desolate Z City no-man's-land.

It wasn't until the view stretched downwards for thousands of meters that the view suddenly opened up—

At the very bottom of the lair, an unprecedented grand event is underway.

Tens of thousands of wolf-level monsters flooded the outer passages and cliffs, tearing at each other for a better view.

Sharp hisses and the sound of bones cracking rose and fell, and every few seconds a weak monster was trampled into a pulp.

The corpse was almost instantly devoured by its own kind, making room for the later "colleagues" to stand in the bloody mess.

Tiger-level and Demon-level monsters, who form the backbone of the organization, are qualified to enter the tiered arena-like hall.

Various strange and grotesque creatures occupied each floor, and eerie, chilling laughs and greedy chewing sounds could be heard from time to time in the darkness, making the scene a true chaotic dance of demons.

As time went by, wave after wave of distinctly different dragon-level power surged forth, like boulders thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples that brought the restless crowd to a standstill.

"Heh...it's quite lively."

A small, black humanoid creature silently appeared on a railing. Judging from its size and appearance, it looked more like a middle-aged actor who had been laid off from a comedy troupe.

A Dragon-level monster, "Black Sperm"!!

Black Spirit glanced around listlessly, then quickly lost interest.

It crouched down, poked the ground with its finger, and muttered under its breath, "What's going on? It's just a meeting, why all this fuss? It's all so pretentious..."

His behavior lacked any Dragon-level majesty, yet the Ghost-level monsters around him retreated as if they had seen a ghost. Anyone who knew his background dared not underestimate him.

Didn't you see that even the "big eye" on the high platform nodded to it?

Not far away, a pink, gigantic mouth with four limbs and a bloated giant with an ugly and repulsive appearance came together, causing a commotion in the surrounding area.

One had only one mouth on its entire body, and the other seemed to have all the malice in the world condensed on its ugly face.

Dragon-level monster, "Guts"! "Ugly President"!!

At the edge of the venue, a giant black dog, much larger than a freight truck, had somehow gotten up and was lying down, its six eyes all closed, taking a comfortable nap.

A vacuum zone formed around it, and all the strange beings, regardless of their strength, consciously moved enough space to keep quiet, not daring to even breathe.

In fact, Poch did not respond immediately when he received the telepathic message from Big Eyes.

After all, it's just a dog, what kind of meeting is it going to have?

Do you want to pee at the venue?

It was Han Sen's clone, who was petting the dog as usual, who noticed the faint superpower fluctuation, patted its head, and urged the dog to come over.

Compared to his former master, whom he had never even met, the head chef, who was clearly a master chef who provided food, drink, and massages and was also incredibly strong, was much more favored by Poch.

(Sykes: ￥%！#@#……!!)

Following them, the strange martial artist "Gouge" with four vertical pupils and the yawning humanoid upright Siamese cat "Nyan" arrived one after another. Even the huge fish tank containing "evil natural water" was carefully pushed to the venue by several strange people.

On the terrace to one side of the venue, two tall, model-like figures quietly emerged—cadre candidates.

"Wind of the Wind", "Fram of the Fire".

After their monster transformations, the two were able to firmly establish themselves as Dragon-level threats. However, as ninjas, they still preferred to appear in human form, keeping their monster powers as their trump card.

Including these two, the association's dragon-level cadres are now almost all in place.

Of course, some officials did not attend in person. For example, the "Centipede Elder," whose size was too large, was currently entrenched beneath the ruins of Z City, like a lurking underground dragon.

It simply sent its strongest member of this generation, the Demon-level monster "Senior Centipede," to attend the meeting on its behalf, and he also occupied a Dragon-level seat.

All the strange figures' gazes, including all the Dragon-level executives, instinctively focused on the terrifying presence sitting silently like a statue on the enormous throne in the center of the hall—

Its body resembled a mountain range composed of flesh and blood and dragon heads, with countless ferocious dragon heads extending from its main body, their tongues flicking. It made no sound, nor did it move an inch. One of the dragon heads merely glanced indifferently at the demon-level monster that had made the noise with its golden vertical pupil.

The next second, the demon-level monster didn't even have time to scream before it was instantly vaporized by an invisible, terrifying energy, leaving not even a trace of ash behind.

The whole place was dead silent.

This invisible pressure, which seemed to rule the world and crush all living beings, enveloped the entire grotto like a physical gravitational field.

This made even the normally unruly and arrogant Dragon-level cadres wary of him, and they all restrained their arrogance and killing intent.

The very existence of the giant serpent is a silent order.

A large sofa, emitting a shimmering blue light, floated beside Monster King Orochi. A bloated creature with only one enormous eye sat on it, its two small hands clasped together, taking in the reactions of all the monsters below.

It was the eccentric advisor, with piercing eyes.

Meanwhile, deep within the lair, in a hidden monitoring room, the true mastermind—

Sykes, elegantly holding a glass of crimson wine, watched the scene unfold through his large, piercing eyes, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

This era of eccentric geniuses is exactly what I wanted!

The giant serpent, the strongest biological weapon she had painstakingly crafted, served its purpose perfectly as a deterrent.

Only absolute power can temporarily subdue these chaotic monsters.

Looking at the bustling and bizarre scene of the crowd, Sykes, the controller in the secret room, was in a great mood.

Sykes suddenly felt that something was missing. He scanned the area through the mental vision of the big eye and frowned slightly.

"...Where's the 'Insect God'? Where did that guy go again?!"

"Never mind..."

Seeing that the time was ripe, Sykes had no choice but to temporarily forget about that troublesome key subordinate and controlled the puppet "Big Eyes" at the front desk to say, "Silence!"

Dio's spiritual energy resonated throughout the entire grotto, carrying an undeniable majesty.

"Big Eyes" slowly swept its single eye across the entire room and continued in its unique tone, "Thank you all for coming."

“I, Great Eyes, am acting on the orders of His Majesty Orochi to preside over this meeting.”

"I hereby declare—the first Monster Convention is officially...!"

Chapter 146 Tornado's Thoughts

The eccentrics' inherent tendency to glorify violence means that these individuals are the very source of chaos.

As the mastermind behind the creation of the Monster Association, Psykos knew this all too well.

Therefore, the various agenda items of the meeting progressed rapidly under her remote control via "Big Eye".

With the intimidating presence of Monster King "Orochi," even though none of the monsters present were willing to submit to anyone else and each believed themselves to be the best in the world, basic order was ultimately maintained, allowing the meeting to continue.

"Our ultimate goal is to destroy the Hero Association under the leadership of the great Monster King Orochi!"

"Destroy human civilization, reshape Earth's ecology! Build a new world that truly belongs to us weirdos, where power determines everything!"

The voice of "Great Eyes," imbued with superpower fluctuations, echoed throughout the venue, causing many Demon-level monsters to gleam with fanatical light in their eyes.

As for dragon-level executives like Black Sperm and Meow Meow, although a hint of disdain flashed in their eyes, none of them dared to openly raise any objections under the terrifying pressure of the being on the throne.

"Next, I'd like to introduce a colleague who has just joined the association, a newly added Dragon-level executive... 'The Homeless Emperor'!"

As Big Eyes introduced him, a man dressed in tattered sportswear, wearing a tattered bed sheet cape and a worn-out crown that looked like it had been picked up from a garbage dump, slowly emerged from the shadows.

He had a full beard, greasy and tangled long hair, and was completely unkempt.

The group of strange people were taken aback. This guy was indeed a bit dirty, but...

He looks exactly like a human homeless person!

The Dragon-level monsters present sensed even more. The Homeless Emperor, as described by Gyoro Gyoro, appeared weak, but within him lay a hidden energy as intense as a star, which made them all take notice!

"I have come to purify this defiled world in accordance with the will of God."

Surrounded by the gazes of countless monsters and numerous Dragon-level executives, Homeless Emperor remained unfazed and calmly stated, "Since I have joined the Monster Association, I will do my best to cooperate as long as I do not go against God's will."

"Excellent! The addition of the Homeless Emperor will surely give us wings to conquer the world!"

Its statement made Sykes smirk, and he immediately controlled Big Eyes to lead the way in welcoming it.

This guy who joined out of nowhere is surprisingly strong; his destructive power is among the best, even for a Dragon-level monster.

With her core beliefs almost identical to those of the Monster Association, she was naturally overjoyed to have gained a Dragon-level combatant for free.

After introducing Homeless Emperor to his fellow Dragon-level monsters, while they were nodding to each other, Psykos controlled her large, bright eyes to sweep over the Demon-level monsters who were the backbone of the group, as if a general were inspecting his soldiers.

The "Hundred-Eyed Octopus" has hundreds of giant eyes and its body can grow larger as it devours matter.

Next door to it is the "Evil Eye," shrouded in a death-style cloak of resentment, its entire body covered in countless eyes.

A "rhinoceros wrestler" with an iron ring on his nose, wearing a wrestling vest, and looking defiant.

Wearing a long black apron, round-toed shoes, and wrapped in bandages all over his body, with his hands transformed into sharp blades and an astonishingly thick head of hair, he is known as the "Cut King."

The seemingly silly and slow-witted bird form "Reincarnated Phoenix Man", the憨态可掬-faced "Armed Gorilla", and the "Mosquito Woman" who is boredly drinking a blood-red beverage.

"Nu S" looked around, seemingly searching for something...

"etc……?"

Looking around, the initial satisfaction in his one eye gradually turned into doubt.

"I feel like something's missing?"

Psykos's gaze, which had been shifting away, returned to Phoenix Man and the others, and she suddenly realized what was going on.

It's the "Insect God"!

That guy... he still hasn't arrived!?

Including Phoenix Man, these three demon-level monsters are all direct subordinates of the Insect God. They've all arrived, so there's no reason for that guy to be late.

Did they run away?

Unlikely! The "monster cells" are that guy's lifeline; running away is definitely more painful than killing him.

So what was it that delayed you?

A hint of displeasure flashed in Da Jiong's eyes.

He even dares to be late for the Monster Convention, this Insect God...

It's simply too much!

"solved."

Tornado hovered in mid-air, her petite body enveloped in a shimmering emerald aura of telekinesis.

Below her, a "Lava Crocodile," which had just been classified as a Demon-level monster, had its eyes crossed and its tongue sticking out.