I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

The transport plane flew across the sky, hovering above the newly born disaster.

"Sir, [Utopian Heart], we have reached the target."

In the transport plane, the soldier said to the young man who was resting on the seat.

"Huh? Okay, I see."

The other party opened his eyes, which were a pair of beautiful light blue eyes. He took out the combat headset from his pocket, stood up, and stretched.

"What about the mission target?"

"It's up to you to kill the disaster. For more details, just contact your direct combat team directly."

"Okay - let me see what [difficulty terms] they are going to add to my work."

"Okay, okay, it sounds like I often put pressure on you. The additional requirements for your tasks some time ago were all required by the above and have nothing to do with me."

A familiar female voice came from the combat headset. Even with the headset on hand, you could imagine the other person holding her head and having a headache.

"So what about this mission?"

[Utopian Heart] asked his support officer while walking towards the cabin door.

"According to the calamity energy measurement, the target is scheduled to be rated as a B-level calamity; update: the calamity has been born and is judged to be a giant dragon type calamity, rated B+. There are no special requirements for combat, just eliminate it as soon as possible."

"Roar!!!!!!!"

As if he was specifically echoing the words of the support officer, the newly born dragon species Calamity roared at the transport plane hovering in the sky, with flames gathering in its rotting throat.

"Wow! Can this be considered a little monster? Is it worthy of being called a dragon disaster? It really knows the classic move of breathing!"

While waiting for the hatch to open, [Utopia Heart] rubbed the small window on the side and observed the disaster on the ground.

"The little monster doesn't matter at all, okay? The battle barrier of the auxiliary troops has been deployed. If you wait any longer, your breath will come out!"

"It doesn't matter! This is the key information that determines my fighting style today! But I have already thought about it. Just breathing, there is no problem at all!"

"Hey... then, I wish you good luck in the battle."

The support officer sighed and turned off the microphone.

The support officer is only responsible for off-site support and tactical analysis. The combat part is completely left to the [Heroes] to resolve on their own. This is the general rule of the Combat Processing Department.

"Hey! Brother!"

[Utopian Heart] turned his back and said to the soldiers behind him.

"Yes! [Utopian Heart] Your Excellency, do you have any questions?"

"Well, you don't have to call me a hero all the time. It makes people very shy..."

The other party scratched his head and said while looking at the disaster below from the hatch.

"I don't know where this traditional custom comes from. I have to call a hero by his title. Wouldn't it be nice to call me by my first name? Just call me Hartz."

"Okay, Mr. Hartz, do you have any other operational needs?"

"No, no, no, just leave the combat to me. I just want you to guess a riddle."

"Puzzle? What puzzle?"

The soldier is a little confused. What puzzle? Do you need him to answer now? "Guess what I was watching during lunch today?"

"Uh... TV series?"

"Almost, then, I'm going!"

Hartz waved his hand and jumped out of the transport plane, completely ignoring the landing gear placed at his feet.

"Wait a minute! Mr. Hartz, you haven't put on your landing equipment yet!"

"Wuhu! You don't need that kind of thing at all!"

Facing the falling airflow, the hero known as [Heart of Utopia] shouted loudly:

"You were only half right. Although what I watched at noon were all dramas starring real people, they were not TV series!"

The light flashed in the hand, cutting through the sky shrouded in dark clouds, like a falling meteor, marching towards [Disaster].

accelerate!Speed ​​up!

"When it comes to little monsters! Of course we have to mention that one! That incarnation of light!"

Beyond air resistance! Beyond the boundaries between fantasy and reality!

"So the answer is-"

When it comes to monsters, when it comes to the incarnation of light, when it comes to dramas, there is only one answer, and that one represents the representative work of fantasy themes in Hezhou.

With the roar of surging energy, fantasies are constructed, dreams are condensed, reality is arbitrarily rewritten by the miracles belonging to the [Hero], and things that could not have existed transcended the story and were born here.

The light falls, this is——

"Wuhu! Perfect score for landing! The China-style hero appears! All eyes are on me, let me announce something! I am the one with the special code——"

"W-lu-te-ra-man!!!"

In the splashing sand caused by the landing, accompanied by the cheers of heroes and the roar of disaster, the giant of light punched the evil dragon who was still accumulating power, interrupting the opponent's breathing.

"I would like to remind you that although there is a barrier here, please do not use too destructive fighting methods. You will raise the blood pressure of subsequent repair personnel."

In desperation, the support officer turned on the microphone again and gave instructions. It would be fine if he fought in the suburbs, but if he let this Erha go to fight in the city, it would probably raise the blood pressure of the logistics team and also lead to combat reports. She has to write until tomorrow.

"It's okay, it's okay, just leave the repairs to Xiao Sai, he's always good at it!"

"I have to remind you that he also detected in the combat communications and on my side that his blood pressure had risen by 30% just when you landed."

"That's not true. I've been training him for two and a half years. Why is he still so prone to high blood pressure?"

"Well, it's up another 20%."

"Okay, okay! Got it, I'll go! You old guy, you don't have martial ethics! Attack me sneakily!"

During the communication, the Dragon of Disaster lifted up the ground and hit the giant of light transformed by Hartz, but the opponent dodged it by turning sideways.

"That's it? Are you a child? You hit people with things when you are anxious? And your accuracy is too bad! Where did you sign up for the sunset red shot put class for the elderly?"

"I have to remind you that although it didn't hit you, it hit a building. Seph's blood pressure increased by another 40%, almost approaching 200. Do you need me to help you connect his voice?"

"Uh... no need. I don't think this proposal will help my battle. Moreover, the Dragon of Disaster is accumulating power again. If Xiao Sai is released, he won't fight me desperately. I'll finish the battle quickly..."

Seeing the Dragon of Disaster starting to accumulate power again, in order to avoid returning to the base and being rushed by his colleagues to fight for his life, he had no choice but to become a fast man.

Then with a quick step, he sprinted under the evil dragon and punched upward.

"What kind of rubbish reading skill, the reading time is so long! Eat my Ultra Shenglong fist!"

The huge impact, together with the dragon's head, directly shattered the Disaster Dragon's brain, if the opponent really had a brain.

"What gives you the confidence to read a note in front of a melee professional! You should abandon the sissy legal profession. A real man will wrestle with me VAN 1v1!"

If the Dragon of Disaster was conscious, it would have probably cursed the hanging man in front of him who looked human but spoke dog-talk. But unfortunately, it was not. Even now it has no head and can't even roar a word or two. Not coming out.

"Look at my left jab! My right whip kick! Then another Tieshankao that lasts a long time in practice!"

But the Disaster Dragon is not a real creature after all. Simply blowing off the head will not affect the opponent's survival, and it only takes a short time to recover. Although there is no definite consciousness, the instinct to fight is still there. Facing the opponent's successive close attacks, as a dragon species, the best choice is to distance yourself and gain a chance to breathe.

The Dragon of Disaster vibrated its wings and forced the nearby Hartz away with strong winds. Then it broke free from the shackles of the earth and rose into the sky.

"Hey, you've lost your head and become smarter. Do you know how to distance yourself from me?"

"Roar!!!!"

In just a few seconds, the ferocious rotten dragon head recovered again and roared at the hero on the ground. The fire in his mouth condensed, and the flames surged far more violently than ever before. This time, the Dragon of Disaster was about to make the enemy in front of him taste its own anger.

"Oh, I said I am a melee professional..."

Looking at the dragon's breath that was about to be released from the mouth of the Disaster Dragon, the Giant of Light raised his hands, focusing on his wrists, and made a cross in front of his chest.

"But in our M78 Nebula! The giant of light who can't make waves will be bullied by Ultra!"

Light gathers in the hand, and high-energy particles rush through it.

"I still have a headache, so why don't I deal with you without causing more damage! I didn't expect you to be so considerate, fly, and even be a target without even accumulating strength! You are serious, I will cry to death!"

Accompanied by the scream of energy breaking through the limitations of the air, the 50-degree high temperature existing in the fantasy broke through the air, with only one purpose.

Eliminate the disaster in front of you completely!

"Grandson! Grandpa brought you your favorite Specium Ray! See if this is a hit!"

In response to Hartz, there were only fireworks-like explosions in the air and a slight wave of air blowing across his face.

"It received good reviews! It seems to be a hit!"

The giant of light put his hands on his hips and said proudly.

"Mission accomplished! Today's mission report is also very simple!"

"Okay, okay, when it's over, release your power and return to the team. The recovery team is already here."

Seeing that the mission was completed, the support officer lady also sighed and prepared to quickly put the released Erha back in so as not to cause any more trouble to her work.

"Okay, okay, no, wait a minute -"

Hearing the words "Wait a minute," the support officer couldn't help but feel his blood pressure rising like Sevre's. Because according to convention, when this guy says the word "wait a minute", an accident is going to happen.

"You don't mean to—"

Hartz stopped the operation of canceling the transformation and said with a laugh: "Hahahaha! Since I am the Giant of Light! I definitely cannot cancel the transformation directly! Inform the recovery team not to come over! I will fly back to the base directly!"

"you!!!!"

Before the support officer could retort, Hartz had already taken off into the air and flew into the distance.

Just like in that story, towards the sky.

Only the recovery team was left facing each other on the ground.

And the support officer lady on the other end of the communication had already started rummaging through the drawer for antihypertensive pills.

Damn, blood pressure, blood pressure is going up.