In Mojin Shopping Street, City S, Xia State, a disaster is happening.
A huge disaster demon covered in black flames suddenly emerged from the crack in the space and landed in the bustling shopping street with a bang.
The disaster demon was about three stories tall, with a huge black-purple head that was extremely ugly. It had three eyes side by side, an ink-colored horn protruding from its forehead, upright fangs protruding from its lower lip, and a stream of sticky black saliva. The dripping water was like sulfuric acid blisters, burning black holes on the ground with a sizzling sound.
When the space crack appeared, the pedestrians in the shopping street knew that the doom called "disaster" was about to come, and fled in panic. However, there were too many people in the lively shopping street. Due to the pushing and crowding, some people were unable to evacuate. to a safe area.
The moment the disaster demon fell, it began to completely kill all living creatures in front of it. This three-story black flame disaster demon was an extremely rare elite species, and its destructive power was much higher than that of ordinary disaster demons.
With just a simple punch, the ten-story department store collapsed, and the black flames burned the surrounding shops to ashes. The shopping street that was bustling just a moment ago turned into a living hell in the blink of an eye.
The unlucky guy who couldn't escape in time lost his life so easily.
"Run!"
"Ah, my child! Someone come and save my child!"
Desperate escapes, grief-stricken cries, and helpless pleas for help are heartbreaking scenes that can be seen everywhere in this disaster-ridden world. They have become a daily routine.
The scene of a poor mother wailing for her child trapped in the flames is all too common.
So much so that the group of people who had the chance to escape were already numb. No ordinary people would come forward at this time. All they could do was run away and wait, because rescue is the responsibility of those strong men called "heroes".
"Where's the hero! When will the hero arrive?"
Just like dialing 110, calling a hero is a daily routine in this world.
Before the disaster demon expands the disaster, the heroes whose profession is to hunt the disaster demon should also appear in time.
"Here he comes! The hero is here!"
"Oh! It's C-class hero Mike, we are saved!"
"Come on, Mike! Kill this monster!"
Holding two guns, wearing a cowboy hat, a black jacket, and stylish leather boots, the hero Mike dressed as a western cowboy appeared on time.
When the Hero Association received a call for help, it immediately used GPS positioning and navigation to find the professional hero closest to the disaster site, and quickly issued a disaster estimate and rescue application.
Mike happened to be nearby, and he no longer had the initial compassion and anger for the disaster. For him, it was just business.
Although the culprit of the disaster is an elite species of disaster demon, there is only one of them, so the disaster level analysis given by the Heroes Association is only C level.
For Mike, whose hero level is also C-level, this is a somewhat strenuous but not difficult rescue mission. The most important thing is that this is the "largest amount of money" job he can receive within his capabilities.
"It's okay! Want to ask why? Because I'm here!"
Mike walked towards the disaster demon head on. Although his lines were imitated by an S-class hero, he did have the power to reassure the people.
When the people who were running for their lives in panic saw this, they stopped one after another. When the disaster demon came, they were more frightened and frightened than anyone else, but when the hero arrived, they were the most excited and looking forward to it. This is probably the characteristic of the people who eat melons.
Mike's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised the demon-hunting guns made of mithril with both hands. The psychic energy spurted out from his fingertips, quickly condensed in the gun channels, and gradually transformed into sharp bullets.
With the blessing of the "Holy Light Rune" drawn inside the demon hunting gun, the psychic bullet is endowed with the light attribute to restrain the disaster demon.
"Go to hell, big guy."
Mike pulled the trigger and fired the psychic bullet at the Disaster Demon with a bang.
A huge size means super destructive power, but it also means slow mobility. For Double Gun Mike, his favorite target is this kind of huge target.
Roar!
The disaster demon suddenly opened his mouth and roared, and it was like a giant dragon spitting out flames from its throat!
The sudden fire melted the bullet and swallowed the unsuspecting Mike instantly. Before Mike even had time to scream, he was burned to ashes by the black flames.
This is definitely not the strength that a C-level disaster should have!
Mike paid for the Hero Association's faulty assessment, and the cost was his life.
The onlookers were dumbfounded and soon began to scream and run away!
"Trash! C-level is indeed C-level, a useless guy!"
"Damn Heroes Association, can't they send a stronger hero!"
When the people fled, they did not forget to curse Mike, who had been burned to ashes, and complained about the Hero Association for not sending higher-level heroes.
The disaster demon was destroying the prosperous shopping street without restraint, watching every store and department store building burn in the black flames, collapse and be destroyed.
The big boss of Mojin Shopping Street, Mojin, was so angry that he beat his chest and cursed the Heroes Association. Every burned shop means a loss of money, and every citizen who sacrifices... Bah! Those unlucky ones who died were none of his business
"Hurry up and call Jason, the vice-president of the Hero Association, and ask him to send an S-class hero over. That guy owes me a favor!"
Mojin ordered to his secretary.
The secretary looked embarrassed. There were only ten S-class heroes in the entire Xia Kingdom. Each one shouldered the important task of saving the city or even the country. They also dealt with the most harmful disasters, usually only meteor showers that destroyed the city, or the army was difficult to defeat. S-class heroes will only be dispatched when a king-level disaster demon appears. How could Mo Jin rush to rescue this small disaster just because of a phone call from an elite-level disaster demon
At this moment, a sword light appeared like thunder, and suddenly swept past the Self-Disaster Demon's waist!
The sword light was as thin as silver wire but extremely sharp. It cut everything it touched into two parts at lightning speed. Pavilions, stone pillars, roadside billboards, including the elite disaster demon, were all swept across. In the sword light, he was cut into two pieces!
boom!
The huge body of the disaster demon was cut open from the waist, and he fell to the ground with a crash. Another sword light swept over and chopped off the huge ugly head from the neck. Purple-black blood splashed like spring water.
In just one breath, the elite disaster demon who instantly killed the C-level hero Mike was instantly killed by two sword lights!
"who is it?"
The people who witnessed this scene were all stunned and dumbfounded.
A red cape and yellow tights emerged from the flames and walked slowly towards him. His iconic bald head and harmless appearance made people exclaim in surprise.
"Ah! It's Superman Iquan!"
"You're lying! An S-class hero actually appeared here!"
The people cheered as if they were seeing an idol.
Izumi, the S-class hero from the Gaia organization, was dubbed "Superman Izumi" because of his cape and tight-fitting Superman costume. His strength is unfathomable, and his swordsmanship is even known as a world-class swordsman. However, there are rumors Yiquan's fists are even more abnormal than his swordsmanship, and I don't know if it's true or not.
In any case, the people were naturally surprised to see S-class heroes with their own eyes. After all, there were only ten S-class heroes in Xia Kingdom, and Yiquan was probably the only one who was willing to show up in such a small disaster.
"Hmph! It's too late! Do you know how much money I lost? Your Hero Association must give me an explanation today, Mo Jin!"
Mo Jin didn't have a good face. Most of the shopping street that had been destroyed by the disaster demon cost him an unknown amount of assets. In his opinion, it was the fault of the Heroes Association. If the S-class hero could appear the moment the disaster demon appeared, So how much damage can he recover
These losses must be counted on the late heroes!
Yiquan ignored Mo Jin's complaint, turned his head and glanced at the dark space crack, and frowned slightly.
"The cracks are getting bigger and bigger."
Yiquan sighed. This space crack was much larger than before, which meant that the space wall between the human world and the disaster demon world was no longer indestructible. The moment when the disaster demon army broke through the space wall seemed to be approaching.
Yiquan was silent for a moment, ignoring Mo Jin's complaints and not responding to the cheers of the people. He just used his spiritual power to repair the cracks, and then turned around and headed to the next disaster site.
Today's disasters seemed to be more frequent than before, which gave Yiquan an ominous premonition.
Didi didi!
The communicator suddenly rang, and Yiquan was slightly startled. His communicator had not sounded for a long time. When it did, it was mostly the Hero Association's notification of an S-class disaster.
Yiquan quickly connected to the communicator.
"Hello? Teacher Iquan?"
What came was Lizi's energetic voice.
Yiquan was slightly stunned. Apart from the Heroes Association and the Gaia Organization, the only person who knew his communicator number was his apprentice Nangong Riko. However, this seemed to be the first time Riko dialed his communicator. It seemed that it must have happened. What happened.
"What's wrong?" Yiquan asked.
Li Zi's slightly embarrassed laughter came, "Ah, that's right, I might have to trouble you with something."
Yiquan said: "What's the matter?"
Lizi said: "The Hero Association suddenly informed that the competition between the organizational faction and the academic faction has been advanced, and requires all newcomers who have passed the selection to gather at the association headquarters tomorrow morning."
Li Zi paused for a moment when she said this.
Yiquan asked: "Is there any problem?"
Lizi coughed slightly and said: "It's not a big problem that the game is ahead of schedule. The key is... I don't know where that guy Shi Xiaobai went! He can't be found anywhere! Teacher Yiquan, didn't you choose Shi Xiaobai before? Are you the target of [God's Guardian]? You should be able to sense Shi Xiaobai's location, right? You have to find him before tomorrow morning!"
Yiquan's ability [God's Protection] can only be bound to three targets. When the target encounters danger, it will sense it in time and can move to the target instantly. It can be said to be a god-like absolute protection.
Nangongshan, Lizi and Shi Xiaobai are the three guardian targets bound by Yiquan.
"Okay, let me help you find where Shi Xiaobai is."
Yiquan did not refuse Li Zi's request, because it was really a piece of cake for him.
Yiquan closed his eyes and used his spiritual consciousness to sense the location of the guardian target. The locations of Nangongshan and Lizi soon appeared in his consciousness, but Shi Xiaobai's existence was not found for a long time.
Three minutes later,
Yiquan opened his eyes blankly.
"Shi Xiaobai...disappeared?"