Invincible in the world, starting with the ghost curse

A stable triangle was formed under the overturned water slab, which prevented them from being crushed. However, it would still be very dangerous if they continued to stay here. The mother knew this, but there was nothing she could do.

Because outside, there is a monster wandering around, and it is looking for humans...

Boom!

After a roar like lightning and thunder, the world was silent for a moment. The stone slab above their heads was suddenly broken open, and there were bursts of heavy friction sounds. The terrified two people could only wait for the judgment of fate.

Hero? Or monster?

A ray of light from the outside world shone into the narrow and claustrophobic space, so dazzling that it made people's pupils constrict and difficult to open their eyes. The mother did not let go of the hand covering her daughter's eyes, but looked in that direction herself.

The blurry figure looked like an immortal against the backdrop of the light. His head radiated a golden glow under the sunlight. Tears welled up in the mother's eyes as she knelt tremblingly and thanked him, "Thank you, Buddha!"

Saitama blew away the surrounding rubble and pulled up the mother and daughter. Genos was beating the monster on the other side. There were loud roars and shock waves that raised dust.

"I'm not some Buddha, I'm just a hero who does it out of interest."

A black shadow passed in front of Saitama, with sharp claws coming towards his face. A fierce aura enveloped the surrounding space, but he didn't even raise his eyes. As if swatting a fly, he blew the sneak attacking monster into a bloody mist with a bang.

A sweet and fishy smell filled the space.

Saitama sent the two to a safe shelter. Looking at the city where smoke was everywhere and countless heroes and monsters were fighting fiercely, he scanned everything with his dead fish eyes, and a trace of emotional fluctuation gradually arose in his heart.

Hero...Am I a hero?

far away.

The unlicensed rider on the bicycle kicked his body, and the whole bicycle flew into the air and hit the back of a monster hard. The sudden force made the monster stagger forward twice.

"Where did this fly come from? Die!"

The hammer came crashing down! The violent gust of wind caused the unlicensed knight's facial muscles to tremble rapidly. He rolled on the ground with difficulty, and the vibrations from the exploding floor directly threw him flying!

boom!

The wind whirred, and with no foothold, the unlicensed knight knew he was in mid-air. He thought to himself, "Oh no! Losing your balance is tantamount to death!" His adrenaline surged, and he quickly scanned his surroundings, trying to find a landing spot.

But it's too late!

A chill burst out from his spine, the crisis of death shrouded his heart, and a huge fist burst the air and came towards his back!

If this punch hits him, he will definitely die!

ended……

boom! ! ! !

The unlicensed knight closed his eyes in despair, and then fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. But unexpectedly, apart from some burning sensation caused by some abrasions, he did not feel any severe pain.

He opened his eyes, and his pupils shrank as he looked in disbelief at the monster whose half body had disappeared. Red blood mist sprayed into the distance, and the deep and long grooves created by the strong wind shattered all the buildings along the way.

The man in front of him was wearing a yellow Superman suit, with a glowing and spiky head and a face as calm as water.

"Bald, Bald Cape Man?!"

Saitama's face turned dark, veins popped out on his forehead, and the interest he had just raised disappeared in an instant. Who came up with this name? It's too ugly!

"...My name is Saitama. Please go to a safe place and take shelter. Come out after you have dealt with these monsters."

The unlicensed rider climbed up, shook his head firmly, and picked up his broken bicycle: "I am also a hero. I must protect those who are harmed!"

Saitama was stunned. He really didn't realize that the other party was a hero. His weak strength and ordinary dress made him look like a cycling enthusiast when seen on the street.