I, without any personality, become a hero!

The test subject can be manipulated, but Izuku Midoriya still needs to obtain the subject's consent beforehand. Of course, this means that just saying a word is enough, since Dr. Kuseno will ask him for help later.

"Hey, new little bug, are you a hero too!?"

Izuku Midoriya is not tall, and compared to the Deep Sea King's massive three-meter-tall body, he does appear very small and weak.

"So eager to die? Then I'll grant your wish!"

Midoriya immediately turned his gaze to Deep Sea King. As a "Steel Wire Reaper" who showed no mercy to evildoers, he would show no mercy to this monster who was not even human.

"Another hero who only talks big!"

Deep Sea King, clenching its fist and charging towards Izuku Midoriya, had already encountered several heroes like him before, but all of them had fallen to its hands. These repeated victories had made this monster arrogant and conceited.

Seeing the fist about to touch his face, Midoriya didn't even blink. Just as he was about to use his fingers to strangle the monster with the steel wire, Midoriya Izuku stopped himself because someone had stopped the attack for him.

A dark, ethereal arm gripped Deep Sea King's fist tightly. This messenger of hell, who had arrived at this place at some unknown time, perhaps also heard the city broadcast and rushed to the shelter to provide assistance, only to witness Deep Sea King's rude behavior towards Izuku Midoriya.

"You bastard, you've got some nerve!!"

Unlike the usual tone of a messenger of hell, it roared with obvious anger and fury:

"How dare you be so disrespectful to my master! Unforgivable!"

The Hell Messenger, capable of wrestling with the Asura Rhinoceros Beetle, possessed brute strength that no ordinary monster could match. Enraged, the Hell Messenger clenched its right hand tightly, instantly deforming the Deep Sea King's fist.

"Aaaaah! You bastard!!"

Clutching his deformed and throbbing fist, Deep Sea King retreated with some fear from the Hell Messenger, a creature that was clearly also a monster and whose strength far surpassed his own.

"Another...another weirdo has appeared?!"

"That looks like a 'Hell Monster.' I've seen it on the news; it doesn't seem to harm ordinary people!"

"I know that. The 'Hell Monster' appeared in Z City, and it seems to do things like a hero."

..............

The citizens of J City, who had been discussing the matter, breathed a sigh of relief after learning that the "Hell Monster" in front of them would not harm them and seemed to be there to defeat the Deep Sea King.

"This...that..."

Pointing at Izuku Midoriya and then at the Unlicensed Rider of Hell, he looked at the scene before him with some surprise. This hero had just heard the "Hell Monster" say these words with his own ears.

"Don't worry, just leave the rest to it."

This was a good opportunity to establish a positive image of the Grim Reaper among ordinary citizens, so Midoriya didn't immediately kill Deep Sea King.

Meanwhile, the Grim Reaper was truly furious. It worshipped Izuku Midoriya as the greatest creator, and after witnessing the Deep Sea King swing its fist at its master, it exploded with rage. Such disrespectful behavior had to be punished with the cruelest measures.

The Hell Messenger slowly approached the Deep Sea King, but this strange creature was clearly not going to be slaughtered so easily. It swung its other intact arm to strike, but the Hell Messenger grabbed it tightly as well.

"This filthy arm has no reason to exist!"

The messenger of hell gripped the Deep Sea King's arm tightly and, with a forceful tug, tore the strange man's arm off his body.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The intense pain caused the Deep Sea King to howl and scream, and green blood flowed all over the ground, making the whole scene look extremely bloody.

After tossing the seafood arm aside, the Hell Messenger once again pressed towards the Deep Sea King.

"Don't come here!!"

Staying where you are now to die would be foolish. When the Deep Sea King turned around in fear and tried to escape back to the sea, the messenger of hell was still right in front of him.

"you!!"

Pointing at the Hellbringer with his twisted, deformed fingers, the Deep Sea King's eyes now held no trace of arrogance, only boundless fear.

"What a weak and pathetic fellow! How dare you stand before my master?!"

The arm of nothingness and darkness gripped the Deep Sea King's head, and the body of the Hell Messenger slowly rose into the air, while the power in its hand gradually increased.

"No...please! Spare my life!!"

The Deep Sea King, who called himself the King of the Sea, was now suffering excruciating pain in his head and was left only with the will to survive. He begged the messengers of hell to spare his life with a low, mournful cry.

"Too late! Anyone who offends the master is doomed!!"

The Hell Messenger, which had risen to a height of ten meters, squeezed its hand down forcefully, and the Deep Sea King's head exploded like a watermelon. The huge headless corpse fell to the ground, motionless.

At this moment, all the citizens who witnessed this scene covered their mouths and dared not speak. Although they had heard that this guy called "Hell Monster" was a good person, the cruel and ruthless scene just now had really terrified everyone. If this monster was in a bad mood and wanted to kill them all, then no hero could stop him.

"I mean... isn't your method a bit too outrageous?"

The Hell Messenger fell back to the ground, and Midoriya rebuked it speechlessly. He had originally planned to use this opportunity to create a good image for the guy, but now it had a completely negative effect.

"I'm sorry, my master... I was a little too angry just now."

The messenger of hell scratched his jet-black bald head and apologized to his master. After all, letting that filthy seafood jump around in front of his master was entirely his fault.

"Never mind... I'll take care of the rest."

Izuku Midoriya cleared his throat and turned to the citizens of J City in the shelter, announcing loudly:

"It's all alright now. Why? Because I came!!"

...........

Although it was unclear why the boy in the white coat said that, it was obvious that all the citizens of J City relaxed after hearing Midoriya's words; they could no longer bear the turmoil.

"This is a monster I created, named 'Hellbringer,' say hello to everyone!"

After seeing Master give him a wink, the Grim Reaper also struck the pose All Might often makes, and if it weren't for the fact that he looked like a weirdo, he really would look like a hero.

"Really?! That's great!!"

"Long live! Long live!!"

"Thank you so much!!"

The citizens of J City cheered and celebrated their escape from disaster. Now, whoever saved them from danger was their savior, whether they were heroes or monsters!

Chapter 23 The Monster and Saitama

"Um... may I ask who you are?"

After the Hell Messenger brutally killed Deep Sea King, the rescued citizens of the sanctuary were curious about the identity of the boy in the white coat. Unexpectedly, the "Hell Monster" rated as "Dragon-level" by the Hero Association was created by him. Judging from his white coat, he must be a genius scientist.

After all, the sixth-ranked S-class hero, "Metal Knight," is also a scientist, which inevitably makes the citizens of J City draw a connection.

Meanwhile, Izuku Midoriya was in a dilemma. Something seemed to have happened on the other side of J City, but he couldn't just leave. Besides, Genos was in very poor condition and urgently needed to be taken back to Dr. Kuseno's lab for repairs.

“Then this is the only way…” Midoriya Izuku nodded and gave the order directly to the Grim Reaper.

"Go to the other end of J City right now and see if something has happened to the Plague Messenger!"

"Oh dear, I'm coming right away!"

Upon hearing that his brother seemed to be in trouble, the Grim Reaper immediately rushed to the other side of J City, while Midoriya had to stay at the shelter to handle the remaining matters.

After informing the citizens of J City that there might still be dangers outside that hadn't been dealt with, and telling them not to run around recklessly, Midoriya went to Genos's side to check on his condition. The cyborg was currently only in good condition with his head intact; the rest of his body was completely destroyed.

"Thank you!"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

After calming the citizens in the shelter, the unlicensed rider came to Izuku Midoriya's side and said this.

"Just now... you blocked that strange man's attack for me, right? I could feel it."

"It's nothing, just a small favor."

Hearing the carefree reply from the boy who had helped him, the unlicensed rider scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so weak even though I'm a hero, I need your help."

No, that's not the case.

Midoriya smiled and shook his head in denial, then he said seriously to Mumen Rider:

"You are a great hero. If you hadn't risked your life to stop this monster, Genos might have already been killed by the time I arrived. I should be thanking you."

"Genos? You mean 'Cyborg'?"

"Yes."

Pointing to Genos, who was lying on the ground and had been defeated by Deep Sea King due to his carelessness, Izuku Midoriya told the story to Mumen Rider.

"He's my friend. If it weren't for your selfless act of stopping the monster, he and the citizens in the shelter might have been killed. So in my opinion... you're a great hero!"

Is that so...?

Praised by Midoriya, Mumen Rider scratched his head even more embarrassedly, since he hadn't been able to do anything except get beaten up by Deep Sea King.

"By the way, could you give me your contact information?"

"Hey?!"

For some reason, the boy in front of him suddenly asked for his contact information, so the unlicensed rider quickly gave him his phone number.

"Is this it? Then I'll remember it."

Izuku Midoriya smiled mysteriously and told him about the unlicensed rider's phone number, which he had memorized directly.

"As a token of my gratitude for saving my friend Genos, I'll give you a gift next time."

"Um... I'm so sorry."

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On the other side, after the Hell Messenger obeyed its master's orders and arrived at the other end of J City, the horrific scene before it still gave it a big shock.

The buildings in this section of J City seem to have suffered some terrible attack. There are cracks and cuts everywhere, and the whole area is desolate. All the plants that can be seen have withered and died, and insects such as rats, flies and ants have also died.

Before the messenger of hell knew what was happening, a building to one side of it was split in two, and a bald man emerged backward from the gap between the two halves.

"Saitama...Saitama!!"

A terrifying, howling plague messenger, wielding a scythe of death, pursues after him; defeating the bald man before it is its mission.

Saitama, who had managed to dodge several attacks while backing away, was getting impatient. He had tried to punch the Plague Messenger many times, but each time he could feel his fist hitting the air. The monster seemed to be completely immune to his punches.

Moreover, the only physical entity on the Plaguebringer's body, its Death Scythe, was also targeted by Saitama. After taking Saitama's punch, it shattered as expected, but the weapon seemed to be immortal and immediately reappeared in the Plaguebringer's hand.

So Saitama felt really troubled. Why were the monsters that Izuku Midoriya created all so strange and bizarre, leaving Saitama completely helpless?

However, the Plague Messenger only appears fierce on the surface; in reality, it is also on the verge of collapse. By activating the Death Domain, it draws life force on a large scale to replenish its own damage. Therefore, whether Saitama attacks it with his fists or shatters its Death Scythe, everything can be quickly restored to its original state.

However, all the creatures in the J City area had died, and the Plague Messenger, which had lost its life force to replenish itself, might be directly destroyed after enduring one or two more attacks from Saitama. But at this moment, the Hell Messenger arrived.

"Bro, what are you doing?!"

The Plague Messenger, who was about to use the Grim Reaper's Scythe to slash Saitama again, was stopped by the Grim Reaper's Scythe. However, the unstoppable cutting impact severed the Grim Reaper's ethereal and dark arm.

The Plague Messenger and the Hell Messenger were both stunned. One was dumbfounded because he had accidentally injured his elder brother, and the other was shocked because his arm had been severed.

"Ahhh! My King's Power!!"

Clutching his severed arm, the Grim Reaper suddenly let out this mournful howl, which, combined with the torrential rain in J City, added a touch of tragic desolation.

"Shut up! Aren't you capable of rebirth?!"

Saitama kicked the Grim Reaper in the butt. This guy has been killed hundreds of times and is still alive and kicking. Now that he has a broken arm, is he trying to cause trouble by making such a fuss?

"I know, but I don't know why? I just wanted to call out like that."

It answered Saitama's question about the messenger of hell, and then its severed arm suddenly grew back, while the severed arm on the ground turned into ashes and disappeared.

"So, what just happened?"

"How should I know? This guy tried to attack me the moment we met. I should be asking you that!"

The battle was interrupted by the appearance of the Hell Messenger, and Saitama had no interest in continuing to fight the Plague Messenger. He was still wondering why the monsters created by Izuku Midoriya were always at odds with him.

"Oh, I see. I understand now."

"What did you understand?"

"Because I want to chop you up too!"

The Grim Reaper's words immediately made Saitama's veins bulge on his forehead. He really should just kill this damned monster with one punch.

"Hold your hand!!"

Seeing Saitama's clearly murderous expression, the Grim Reaper quickly begged for mercy, then obediently explained: