Chapter 65
Chapter 65
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: Superman's Return
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'White Knight? The Pure White Knight?'
He definitely looked like a knight in pure white. The lunatic had even dyed his hair white, making it his whole identity.
"N-No way... Why is White Knight here..."
"This is bullshit! This wasn't part of the plan! White Knight wasn't supposed to be here!"
The villains plunged into panic the instant White Knight appeared. And they hadn't even clashed with him yet. The onlookers had called him the strongest hero, and it looked like that was no exaggeration.
Otherwise, there'd be no reason for these villains—who'd been toying with and overwhelming the heroes like madmen—to lose their will to fight.
"Damn it! I'm getting out of here!"
One villain even started running away. White Knight must have been that terrifying.
Thud-!
And that was when he crossed the line drawn by the laser beam.
Ziiiiiing-!
"Gah?!"
Laser shot from White Knight's eyes, piercing both of the villain's knees.
"Argh! Aaaargh! My legs! My legs! Aaaaagh!"
The villain rolled on the ground screaming, his legs gone below the knees in an instant. The searing heat had cauterized the wounds—no blood spilled.
"I-I surrender! I surrender!"
Seeing their fleeing comrade crippled in seconds, the villains threw themselves flat on the ground, yelling surrender. Hell, even I'd throw in the towel seeing that.
"Huhuhuhuhu."
White Knight looked down at the villains with a sleazy laugh, his demeanor smug as if it were all inevitable.
"Huhuhu... Huh?"
Then his gaze locked on me, standing still.
"Huhuhuhu."
"..."
"Huhuhu... hu?"
What the hell? Does this guy not talk? Is he low-IQ too?
He kept staring down at me with that creepy grin, so I threw him a line.
"What? You gonna do something, asshole? Stop grinning and say it."
"..."
White Knight's face hardened. But then he laughed again.
"Huhuhuhu."
"Huh? You see this psycho? Why's he keep grinning like a fuck..."
"Die, villain."
"Hm?"
Ziiiiiiing-!
And just like that, he blasted a laser beam straight at me. You crazy bastard?!
I threw up my arm to shield my mask. The suit was treasure-tier tough, but the mask wasn't.
Boom-!
The laser hit the moment my arm covered it.
"No!"
I caught sight of Aqua Girl reaching out and screaming.
The Hero Association had eight active S-class heroes, excluding retired Chairman Valencia Lidos.
Once you hit S-class, it was nearly impossible to claim superiority in superpowers.
But there was one hero everyone called the strongest: White Knight, the S-class hero. Even the other seven S-class heroes agreed on it.
He could fly freely through the skies and fire high-heat laser beams from his eyes. His physical abilities matched an S-class Body Enhancer—tough and powerful.
No hero or villain could wound White Knight's body. Not even fellow S-class villains.
White Knight, always laughing 'huhuhuhu' as he seared villains with eye lasers, was pure terror to them.
Just seeing him made villains tremble in fear. It was only natural. He was the strongest hero, after all.
And today, that natural order didn't hold.
Thanks to one villain labeled A-class.
White Knight's laser was insanely powerful and hot. Even blocking with my arm, it scorched part of my mask.
Peter's custom suit? Sleeve completely burned off. Freshly serviced too... Might get another free fix.
If I hadn't activated Steel Skin, my arm might've vaporized. The moment he fired, my gut twisted like I was gonna puke, so I triggered it fast and dodged major damage.
But more than that—
'This motherfucker?'
White Knight had straight-up tried to kill me. That laser's power? No normal A-class villain survives it. Crystal-clear intent to murder.
Heroes aren't supposed to kill villains unless it's dire, right? Or do S-class get a murder license?
Whatever. Doesn't matter now.
He tried to kill me. So now I have every right to kill him.
'Thou who swings the sword must steel thyself for its bite.' Means if you're killing someone, be ready to die yourself.
'No killing!'
Non-lethal mode: OFF!
"Huhuhuhu, hu?"
"Wai!"
The laser stopped. I coiled my legs and leaped at him.
"He's alive?"
"Shoot!"
I saw him flinch at me still standing. You're done, you piece of shit!
"Seeeeriii—ous—!"
Crash-!
"Hm?!"
My full-force punch slammed his chest. Aimed for the face, but I fell a bit short on height.
White Knight rocketed back, smashing into a building. I dropped back to the street.
"..."
"..."
The crowd, cheering at White Knight's arrival, fell dead silent.
The strongest hero hits me... I emerge unscathed and counter. He flies back from one punch. Massive shock for the onlookers.
"What the..."
"Insane... He took White Knight's attack and counterattacked?!"
The watching heroes and villains were just as stunned—like kids learning Santa's their dad.
"Come here, you white fly fucker. I know you're not down."
I rolled my sore wrist. Even accounting for his battle suit, he was rock-solid. Felt like punching a level 10 Body Enhancer like me.
'What kind of power is that?'
Flight, eye lasers, body like a level 10 Body Enhancer? Never seen that combo. Even when powers first manifest.
'Forgetting was god's gift.'
Meant to use [Instant Analysis] on him earlier. Got busy, forgot—now it's off cooldown.
Turning disaster to fortune, right?
"How are you still alive?"
Sure enough, waiting a sec, White Knight burst back—fresh from the building embed, barely dusty.
But this prick keeps hovering above, looking down?
Everyone always looked up at me; I looked down. Now reversed. He wouldn't descend, so I had to crane my neck.
Already pissed at White Knight, now looking up too? Infuriating.
"Your attack was dogshit, that's how, fucker. Now get down here! Who the hell looks down on me?!"
"Dogshit?"
My words hit hard—his eyes widened.
"My attack was dogshit?"
"Yeah, fucker! Get down!"
"Hu, huhuhuhu. My attack was dogshit..."
"Yeah, you dogshit fucker! You're not even a dick—you're dick scrapings! A whitewashed pile of dick scrapings! So get down here, you dogshit fucker!"
"This'll be fun after so long."
"That dogshit fucker?"
White Knight burst laughing, eyes glowing white again. Prepping another laser.
Like I'd let that fly?!
"Hup! Cha!"
Grabbed a parked car nearby, hurled it at him. But it never reached—split clean in half midair.
Laser from his eyes.
"Aaaargh! My car I just bought yesterday?!"
Ignored the wail from the crowd. Don't illegally park then!
His laser screamed at me to bisect and kill.
"Taekwondo 108 Forms! Eek! Aek! Eek! Aek!"
I twisted in place, unleashing Korea's traditional martial art Taekkyon. Softness beats hardness! With 108 Forms, his laser won't touch—
"Gyaaah?!"
—hit and blasted back.
Right, lasers aren't bullets! Straight-line beam—he just tilted his head and nailed me easy.
Damn! Humiliating!
"Kyaaah!"
"W-What's happening?!"
"What is this?!"
I scrambled up from the building embed—a restaurant. Diners screamed and fled in panic.
"Everybody freeze!"
"..."
"..."
They stopped at my shout.
"Pay for your damn food before running, you assholes! Don't dine and dash on the chef's hard work!"
"...?"
They stared blankly. Even in crisis, pay up!
"Where's the owner! Owner, get out here!"
"Hiiik?!"
At my call, eyes turned to one guy. I approached the trembling man at the counter.
"S-Spare me..."
"Bill the Hero Association for repairs. White Knight's the one who yeeted me here."
"Huh?"
"Grr! That dogshit fucker dares hurl a man? You're dead, dogshit."
"Huh?"
Ignored the owner's endless "Huh?" and headed for the hole I made. Huge gash in the wall.
"Uryaaah!"
Snatched rolling debris, chucked at the floating prick. Back in the day, I dreamed of PUBG pro! Aim sucked, so just dreams, but!
Boom-!
Debris hit not him, but wrong building. Goddamn aim!
"Aaaargh!"
People below screamed as glass rained. Still not evac'd?
"Aim sucks? Swarm with volume fire!"
Grabbed scattered debris, flung wildly. Bound to land one!
But all for naught.
Zing-! Boom!
Ziiing-! Kaboom!
I played FPS; he played shooter. Incoming debris hit lasers, exploded.
Damn! My masterpiece shots!
'But is this guy even a hero?'
Way too reckless with civilian safety.
My debris endangered folks, but he only lasered direct threats. My slave Aqua Girl and other heroes handled bystander safety.
'Gotta drag this fucker down first...'
Forget lasers—flight was the real bitch. I had three level 10 powers, but only Body Enhancer helped in a fight.
Like a tank downing a chopper: solo Body Enhancer couldn't ground him.
But first—
'Instant Analysis.'
'Fuck, he really is Superman?!'
I half-suspected from his powers, but damn—actual Superman! What the hell!