Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan

Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan – 190

The King’s Game (1)

Although he asserted his authority from their first meeting, the Azure Dragon’s personality was quite gentlemanly.

―It seems you have some understanding of the situation?

“I can only guess. Will more higher beings continue to descend?”

―That’s right. Including mythical creatures like us, immortals and angels from the celestial realm will appear in avatar form. The fateful moment to determine the true master of the grand celestial world has arrived.

The Azure Dragon further explained that demonic immortals and fallen angels from the netherworld were also descending to various parts of the Eight Wastelands.

He volunteered as a guide and arrived early, but the other celestial soldiers with their diverse personalities were planning to engage in mythical battles across the vast land, regardless of whether lower civilizations got involved.

In short, it was a proxy war between the netherworld and the celestial realm, using avatars.

‘At least he’s the friendly type.’

There were more than a few who treated the beings of the lower world like microbes.

To what extent? Sometimes, psychopathic types who descended to the Eight Wastelands to enhance their armaments and slaughtered millions of ethereals were recorded in the ancient history books of the Eight Wastelands as ‘apocalyptic anomalies’.

In comparison, how was the Azure Dragon’s character? Wasn’t he relatively well-mannered, giving advance notice of the terrible events to come?

It was necessary to build rapport, if only to prepare for the rampage of the authoritarian celestials who treated humanity like mosquitoes.

“Shall we continue our conversation after descending? It seems you’ll be staying for a while, wouldn’t it be more comfortable to become acquainted with the dominant species of this place?”

―The dominant species of this place? Hahaha! Don’t jest. Even if a dragon cries, a chicken doesn’t answer. How could I, the king, associate with mere insects?

The innate sense of superiority from celestial origins was beyond help. If even the relatively mild-mannered Azure Dragon had such an ideology, how could one deal with the more aggressive ones?

Isaac’s worries only deepened.

After all, how could a transcendent intelligence governing the fate of the multiverse care even as much as the dirt under its nails about the safety of a place like Earth?

Just as humans pay little attention to the extinction of flora and fauna during territorial wars.

‘If this goes wrong…’

Isaac had unknowingly adapted to the position of Earth’s guardian.

If by chance, 9-star or higher angels and fallen angels were to clash on Earth… Wouldn’t the end of humanity be a foregone conclusion?

The meager mantle and core of this small planet with a radius of 6,400 km wouldn’t survive.

“W-What is that…!”

“It looks like they’re talking?”

A monstrous dragon exuding an overwhelming presence that even the great demon army couldn’t hope to match. Facing it was Korea’s SS-class hero.

Although all the heroes gathered at the scene were S-class, the best from their respective countries, their instincts as a species were screaming violently. Telling them to flee from here immediately because it was dangerous.

“Is it an ally?”

“It doesn’t seem to be a monster.”

Fortunately, the unidentified monstrous dragon appeared to be communicating with humanity’s representative.

If it weren’t for their faith in the hero known as a one-man army, and the title of S-class hero they bore, they would have long since fled with time to spare.

If they ran away out of fear, this moment would forever remain a dark history in their lives. After all, the flight of an S-class hero leads to national disgrace.

Swoosh―

In the midst of the tense standoff, the monstrous dragon stretched its long tail and flew up into the sky over the East Sea.

This development was taken as a sign of a fairly amicable agreement. The SS-class hero Isaac had talked the monstrous dragon into leaving!

Boom boom boom boom!

“Huh. What’s that…?”

“Holy shit. What the hell.”

As Yoho let out a hollow laugh, Electric Guy next to her responded with a curse.

Suddenly, in the empty sky, space seemed to distort, and something like a massive fortress was summoned.

That unknown, oriental-style massive structure was painted like a picture on the East Sea. Its exterior was so grand and magnificent that it seemed fit for an emperor ruling over a hidden world.

The suddenly erected palace felt bizarre even to the S-class heroes who had survived all sorts of anomalies.

The monstrous dragon, clearly the culprit, sluggishly flew over and slipped into the upper levels of the palace.

From a distance, it briefly looked like a pet reptile returning to its home, leaving the S-class heroes at the scene speechless. Their sense of reality had collapsed.

It was around then that their spiritual pillar descended to the ground.

“Don’t be alarmed. That is an ethereal called the ‘Azure Dragon’ that descended from the upper world, a mythical creature closer to humanity’s side.”

With the development of archaeology, the invasion of the demon race – the dominant species from outside, and Isaac’s influence, the world government and association had come to know about the vast alien land called ‘Terraria’ or the ‘Eight Wastelands’.

However, given that the presence of the monstrous dragon far surpassed that of the northern demon race’s great demon army, it was impossible not to be surprised despite being told not to be.

Stunned by the shock, hero Yoho completely forgot that Isaac was a ‘potential apocalypse-level disaster’ and asked firmly.

“You said you had something important to tell us tomorrow, right? Is that dragon related to this matter?”

So she knows how to speak properly without nasality in front of Isaac, the alpha male in various aspects. Electric Guy inwardly sneered at Yoho’s social skills, but he dared not neglect his own expression management.

Hadn’t he just witnessed it in real-time? The scene of the world’s only SS-class hero communicating without being overwhelmed in front of a monstrous dragon with an immense presence.

That disagreeable bastard seemed to be literally an ‘irregular’ who had broken free from any limitations.

“It seems so. Soon, mythical beings will clash in the middle realm, ‘Terraria’, to which our Earth belongs. We’ll need to devise some form of self-preservation measure.”

Thinking that Isaac himself might be one of those ‘mythical beings’, hero Yoho nodded slowly.

‘Mm-hmm. I see.’

To interpret, it meant that a cosmic war of unimaginable scale would soon occur, and Isaac seemed to know all about it in detail.

Faced with this preposterous fact, Yoho, a mere S-class hero, felt her mind floating away. The scale of the disaster far exceeded her capabilities.

It was a kind of resignation, deciding to just do as the omniscient and omnipotent Isaac directed.

“It seems like an issue too overwhelming even if the entire Earth joins forces. Representing Japan, I’d like to say, please take good care of us.”

This was the brief commentary from Fear, Japan’s popular dark hero.

Next to her was Musashi, an awakened dual-sword user. It was truly the presence of a great master. He seemed like the human embodiment of a rugged famous sword honed to the extreme.

The man using this historically significant hero name appeared to be the reincarnation of the legendary samurai, true to his name.

Even for him, this meeting felt unsettling, but the mission of ‘monitoring potential disasters’ had already lost its meaning.

The man before them, whom the World Association expressed concern about, had just single-handedly neutralized something akin to an insurmountable disaster.

‘By intuition, he’s clearly 5-star.’

His fellow hero from the same country had already offered something like a greeting. It was actually the first time seeing this famous SS-class hero up close.

Although Musashi was internally resentful of Fear for stealing the phrase ‘representing Japan’, as an awakened one from Japan, he had to show proper respect to Earth’s savior.

“I am Musashi from Japan. It’s an honor to meet you.”

“…Right.”

A curt response. Nevertheless, a wave of excitement welled up. With this, Musashi himself had become acquainted with the SS-class hero Isaac.

“We were very worried. It’s good that we’ve met again like this. I’d also like to express my gratitude on behalf of the United States.”

“I’m really sorry. The World Association strongly discouraged us. I wanted to visit and pay my respects to you.”

It would have been disappointing if the United States had been left out of this chance encounter.

The awakened ones, The One and Queen, had indirectly conveyed their grateful and apologetic feelings.

Vanguard, who had been in conflict with Isaac, was hanging back, pitifully shuffling his feet. It was the karmic consequence of not being able to control his temper in the past.

After briefly glancing at Vanguard and turning away, Isaac once again received the greetings indifferently.

“Understood.”

It was a somewhat awkward response, but the heroes thought that it would be more unusual for someone with that level of power to also possess abundant social skills.

Bwooooo―

Boom boom. Boom boom.

Boisterous music could be heard coming from the dragon palace unrealistically embedded in the East Sea.

The heroes, who had inadvertently overheard the Eastern Dragon’s cheerful hobby, had to forcibly restrain themselves from swaying to the lively rhythm of the percussion instruments.

It seemed that some sort of magical technique had been cast to forcibly make the audience merry with the sound of the instruments.

“Sigh. What is this?”

One day, a dragon flew in and coiled itself in the East Sea. How should one interpret this development that seemed like the opening of an Oriental fantasy?

As they listened to the strangely cheerful melody, wondering if Earth could truly survive the extraterrestrial anomalies, the heroes’ gazes eventually converged on one person.

“……”

So the fate of humanity rests on that fish-eyed pretty boy. The heroes’ true intentions seemed to be conveyed through their wistful gazes.

Feeling his shoulders grow heavy again, Isaac tried to subtly emphasize his own dangerousness.

He thought it might be less burdensome if they treated him as somewhat of a potential disaster.

Ding.

―Three additional Ethereals have appeared in the microworld.

―One Ethereal is approaching the Vice Captain at ultra-high speed, weight class unconfirmable.

This was the declaration of the end of socializing with the S-class heroes. The first time had ended absurdly, but with the second time, the uncomfortable truth that Earth had been dragged into a cosmic war finally hit home.

‘Are they crazy?’

It seemed the descent of higher beings had begun in earnest. Had Noah’s voice message ever been this chilling before?

Cthulhu-like beings were pouring in from all directions. Wasn’t even that Eastern Dragon of cosmic horror-level?

‘They know my location.’

It was as if the representative of Tetragrammaton had stamped an invisible mark on his forehead. Come to think of it, the Eastern Dragon had also mentioned a ‘mark’.

It seemed that somewhere, a certification mark for a secret god-killing weapon had been attached.

As Isaac was running simulations on whether there would be security issues if the celestial bodyguards were sent so recklessly, he spotted a flying object coming from the sky, just like the previous dragon, and hurriedly took to the air using his palace technique.

Fwhoooosh!

The mysterious flying object stopped 10m ahead. Once again, a fierce wind rushed in due to the shockwave from the object’s ultra-high-speed movement.

The second uninvited guest to arrive had a relatively low flight altitude, causing the ground to be swept by the shockwave and resulting in considerable property damage.

“Aaaagh!”

Several civilians were blown away by the wind. The S-class heroes barely managed to catch the civilians, but a few likely died from heart attacks.

―Eh?! Hey, East Sea Dragon King. You were here first, huh!

As an ear-splitting roar burst out from the unidentified flying object, the meaning of the sentence reverberated like a gong in their minds.

【Information Window】

▶ Name: Monkey Rock (Sun Wukong’s Avatar)

▶ Level: 260

▶ Star Rank: ★★★★★★★★★★ (10-star Initial, 2nd Awakening)

‘We’re screwed.’

A fighting spirit so intense it made his skin tingle. The celestial fighting immortal, famous as the protagonist of Journey to the West. Clan of Heroes’ developer, Tomato Games, had introduced this character as an ‘unstoppable troublemaker’.

This meant that the character often portrayed as a protagonist in various media content was infamous here as a cosmic thug.

As such, this guest’s attitude towards the civilization of the lower world was clearly predictable.

―Huh? What are these things? Their spiritual essence is surprisingly pure?

The celestial fighting immortal, Sun Wukong.

His brutish, hairy palm pointed towards the ground.

Crunch!

“Arghhhh!”

An invisible, formless monstrous strength ensnared one of the heroes. The owner of the scream was none other than Yeo Jin-soo.

Snap.

Something broke.

Before he could even realize that it was the thin thread of reason, Isaac blurted out an outrageous statement.

“Let go of that hand, you monkey bastard.”