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As Fang Mo was rushing towards the coast, on the coast of J City, more and more strange creatures emerged from the giant waves.
Just as Fang Mo had seen on the mini-map, there were already heroes fighting against these sea creatures here, such as a young man with porcupine hair dressed in a black tight suit.
"The widely popular A-rank hero, Stinger is here!"
Stinger smiled confidently and then struck a cool pose on the spot: "Citizens of J City, I will protect you. Those who want a big hole in them, come at me!"
"It's… it's Stinger!"
"Great, an A-rank hero has come!"
"Go Stinger, kill all these monsters!"
Seeing a hero appear, the ordinary citizens immediately cheered.
Stinger also roared and then charged forward with a strangely shaped long spear, killing a huge squid monster with one strike.
"Hmm? This guy…"
Seeing their kin killed, the sea creatures seemed to become alert: "Hey, forget about the ordinary people for now, they are livestock anyway, let's join forces and take down this guy first!"
Currently, there were more than ten sea creatures on this beach.
Although they are called sea creatures, their appearance is quite frightening.
It's not just a seafood head on a human body; in fact, as tiger-class monsters, they are very large, the smallest being about three meters tall, and the largest ones as tall as a few stories, their collective presence creating a strong oppressive feeling.
And when more than ten sea creatures started to cooperate.
The pressure on Stinger suddenly increased.
Although he still managed to kill several monsters, a giant crab's claw heavily smashed into his face, sending him flying.
Stinger rolled hundreds of meters on the beach before finally coming to a stop.
The ordinary citizens watching this gasped.
They looked at each other and then slowly began to retreat, taking the opportunity while Stinger distracted the sea creatures to quickly flee the scene.
"Hehehe…"
Despite being hit, Stinger got up without noticing the retreat, his face swollen like a pig's head, but for some reason, he laughed: "You sticky guys are unexpectedly tough."
"Huh?"
The sea creatures in the distance were also surprised: "He can still get up?"
"It's time to draw the line."
Slowly, Stinger raised his long spear: "My beloved spear, Bamboo Shoot, hasn't met such a tough opponent in a long time, and it's trembling with excitement."
"Can you stop bragging, human?"
Hearing this, the octopus-headed and shark-headed monsters laughed cruelly: "Turn around and see… Those who were cheering you on have all run away, because they know you're about to die here, get it?"
"Of course, we won't let you die easily."
Another crab-headed monster spoke: "You killed several of our kin, I will make you regret..."
"Are there four left?"
However, Stinger ignored their comments and seemed to be thinking about something.
In the next second, he suddenly laughed and spun his long spear, then released his ultimate move. Clenching the weapon, he turned into a streak of light and charged forward: "Sing, Bamboo Shoot!"
The sea creatures quickly launched an attack.
A tentacle viciously struck at Stinger, but in the next moment, it was pierced through, followed by the body of the octopus monster.
"Wha…"
The other monsters were shocked, but before they could react, Stinger continued his charge at a very fast pace, piercing through several monsters on the scene.
In an instant, blue-green blood spattered everywhere, like rain.
"Huff… huff…"
After releasing his ultimate move, Stinger was clearly exhausted, kneeling on the ground and leaning on his long spear to catch his breath. But when he turned to look at the pile of corpses behind him, his face lit up with joy: "Did I… succeed!?"
"Hahaha, I'm really awesome!"
Seeing the corpses all around, Stinger suddenly became excited: "I really am cut out to be a hero, I might even be able to defeat a God-level disaster with one strike…"
Before he could finish his sentence, Stinger suddenly felt as if it had become darker in front of him, as if something was blocking the light.
"Hmm?"
He instinctively looked up and saw a hulking humanoid monster right in front of him. Before he could react, the creature punched him directly.
Stinger had no chance to react; he was hit in the stomach with a punch.
The monster's fist was as large as a car wheel, causing excruciating pain in Stinger's organs and shattering his ribs. His eyes bulged out and he then spewed a mouthful of black blood.
"You're really good at pretending, and I really don't like that."
Only then did the monstrous figure coldly say, "So I might as well just kill you."
As the monster spoke, it exerted a bit more force.
Stinger's body was struck with such force that it flew off the beach and like a cannonball, crashed into the downtown area, eventually smashing onto a car. The car's hood instantly caved in, and all the windows shattered at the same time.
Stinger had taken a horrific blow.
His injuries were so severe that they were nearly fatal.
But whether by luck or misfortune, as he lay coughing up blood amid the wreckage of the car, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching.
Looking up, Stinger saw a figure carrying a huge sword emerging from the distant dust.
Then a cheeky voice rang out.
"Um... do you need a doctor?"
"Can you help... *cough cough*..."
Before Stinger could finish, he felt a sharp pain in his organs as if a broken rib had pierced something, causing him to cough up blood violently.
Still, his strong will to live forced him to grit his teeth and speak.
"Save... me..."
"Okay."
Suddenly, the figure gestured with his hand and then cheerfully approached.
It was then that Stinger could barely make out the figure—a tall, handsome man with black hair, fair skin, and a sunny, cheerful smile. He was dressed in a black and gold clerical outfit, looking every bit the benevolent priest.
That is... if one ignored the enormous blade he carried on his shoulder.
Indeed, seeing this blade, Stinger was startled.
The thing was just too exaggerated; the blade alone was over two meters long, resembling someone carrying a door on their shoulder.
This priest... he couldn't possibly be from the Knights of Order, could he?
As Stinger pondered this, the priest carrying the giant blade slowly approached and bent down to inspect him closely. "Hmm..."
"..."
Stinger nervously swallowed.
Honestly, he feared the next words might be, "Ah, you are a heretic," followed by a swift decapitation.
Fortunately, he was overthinking it.
Soon, the priest frowned slightly.
"Man, you're really badly hurt."
"I..."
As Stinger coughed up blood about to speak, the priest spoke again, "Don't talk, save your energy. Just nod or shake your head."
Stinger nodded.
He was indeed too weak to talk now.
"With your current condition, ordinary treatments won't help you." The priest paused before asking, "Everyone eventually goes to heaven... but it's not your time yet, so would you like to try my special treatment method?"
Stinger didn't speak but quickly nodded his head.
Though willing to give his life to protect others, he wasn't ready to die.
"Good, I'll start the surgery now."
The priest nodded, "Bear with me, I'll sterilize the surgical knife first."
After saying this, the priest suddenly lifted the purple giant blade, and then a fireball burst from his mouth like seawater, creating a loud bang.
Soon, the fire ceased.
The giant blade in his hand was now emitting a wisp of blue smoke.
"???"
Seeing this, Stinger's eyes involuntarily widened.
"All right, I've sterilized it," the priest said naturally, as if performing a magic trick, and then he pulled out a bottle of holy water and put it in Stinger's mouth. "This surgical knife might be a bit big, bear with it... All your bones are displaced, I need to cut you open and manually realign them."
"!!!"
Upon hearing that phrase, Stinger's face turned pale with fear, and he desperately shook his head.
"What's wrong, are you nervous?"
The priest noticed Stinger's condition and reached out to pat him, comforting him, "Don't be afraid, if it gets too much, just start counting prime numbers. That should help you calm down."
"I..."
Stinger felt like crying; he was sure that if that knife came down, he would die.
Just then, fortunately.
A sudden explosion sounded not far away.
"Hmm?"
Hearing the explosion, both of them turned their heads at the same time.
They saw a monstrous figure attacking a building. The creature looked exceptionally burly and strong, clad in a luxurious red cape and crowned with a royal tiara. Just looking at him gave off an extraordinary aura.
Indeed, his strength was formidable; a single blow had the impact of an earthquake, causing the building to groan under its strain almost instantly.
As the building collapsed, suddenly, a figure leaped out of a window.
This figure somersaulted in mid-air, then landed firmly in front of the monster, his face set in a grave expression.
"Is that... Lightning Max?"
Stinger, seeing this, couldn't help but express his surprise.
However, what he didn't notice was that although his chest was nearly shattered, he was now strangely able to speak again.
"Disgusting bastard, I'm going to kick you flying!"
Meanwhile, the man known as Lightning Max also made his move. He leapt up fiercely, his feet slamming into the monster: "Lightning Leap Backspin..."
But as his feet struck the monster, bursting with electrical sparks,
The large and burly creature retaliated.
With a straightforward punch, he smashed Lightning Max's face in, sending teeth and blood flying everywhere, and his body crashed through a wall, bounced several times on the ground, and then flew straight toward Stinger.
"Ah, another patient delivered."
The priest, seeing this, couldn't help but smile with pleasure.
At this point, he was about to catch the stunned Lightning Max, planning to finish him off.
But before he could act.
Suddenly, another tall figure rushed over from a distance.
Before Lightning Max could reach him, this figure caught him mid-air, then did a backflip to gently place him on the ground.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this, the burly monster seemed to raise an eyebrow.
He could sense that this man was different from the others, emanating a strong aura, and so he began to observe him cautiously.
This was a muscle-bound man over two meters tall, yet despite his rugged appearance, his face had an almost eerily attractive quality, with woman-like long eyelashes, an explosive hairstyle, and a heart-embroidered fur vest.
Beneath this fur vest, he wore a tight black-and-white striped prison uniform, highlighting his solid, muscular build.
As the monster was carefully sizing up this foe,
Suddenly, another voice sounded.
"Hey, hey."
The priest nearby spoke with some dissatisfaction: "I saw this patient first, didn't I? Why are you cutting in?"
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, the tall figure turned around and was immediately surprised, "Is that you? The fourteenth-ranked S-class priest?"
"Yes, indeed, it is I."
This self-proclaimed priest was of course Fang Mo.
"I never expected to encounter such a handsome man like you after my prison break," the other remarked, seemingly pleased, "Nice to meet you, I'm Puri-Puri Prisoner, an S-class hero. I know it sounds embarrassing, but I'm a man of testosterone."
"…By the way, I heard you're also into ketosis?"