In one of the towers of Klein City, a distorted figure was staring at a large mirror standing in front of a wall.

The mirror is surrounded by dense skulls and bones, and the smooth mirror surface constantly exudes an ominous black aura.

The picture in the mirror is a bald head with a salted fish expression, at this time the bald head is bored walking on the empty town streets, shouting a few words from time to time, at this moment a huge skeleton monster appeared, but just a blink of an eye, the huge skeleton monster exploded into pieces under the bald head's punch.

"Where did this bald head come from, how can it be so strong? Damn, it was at this time that my army of the undead left this town......"

At this moment, a panicked and anxious shrill voice suddenly sounded in the room: "Ma...... Lord Magora! Oh no! All of a sudden, our communication with the army of the undead on the front line has been cut off! ”

"What!" When Death Magura heard this, the strange head with three pupils was suddenly startled.

"Why the sudden interruption? What happened? Death Magoura shouted angrily.

"No...... I don't know, Lord Magora, but the only thing that came back was terrifying flames and explosions......"

"Rubbish!" Death Magura was furious, and without saying anything, she directly picked up the staff in her hand and smashed the skeleton soldier's head with a stick.

Death Magura, one of the four heavenly kings of the Demon King Army, is a dead archmage who has mastered high necromancy, because of his superb necromancy and extremely twisted and perverted character, even among the Demon King Army, he is a notorious horror figure.

After capturing Klein City with the undead army in his hands, Death Magula bloodied the entire human inhabitants of the city without emotion, from the old man to the baby, either becoming food for the undead or becoming the material for Death Magura to create a new type of undead, and his greatest hobby is to enjoy the process of turning the living into the undead.

Fear, howl and despair! These are the pleasures that Magura enjoys the most.

So by the time Saitama arrived, this once peaceful and peaceful human town had turned into a real Shura hell.

For Saitama, who suddenly broke into Klein City, the original death Magura was just looking at it with the mentality of a plaything.

As a result, now, Death Magura has discovered a fact that makes him feel terrified, this bald head is not a plaything, they are playthings, no matter how strong the undead monster it sent out, that bald head is solved with one fist, and it is smashed to pieces, and there is no chance to reassemble the skeleton corpse!

Now Death Magora has almost run out of cards to deal with that bald head.

Death Magura kicked away the skeletal creep whose head had been smashed by herself, and directly called out to her sleeping strongest hand.

"Boom."

The whole town seemed to have suffered an earthquake, the ground cracked and the mountains collapsed, the walls collapsed, the ground in the middle of the city continued to crack and collapse, and a creepy dragon roar came out of the pitch-black ground, and then a huge skeleton dragon with a thick body of death black gas and cold frost gas slowly crawled out.

"This is my strongest hole card! Frost Corpse Dragon! Hahaha......",

"Although he is dead, but the corpse dragon still retains mana immunity and high-strength physical defense, I don't believe that in front of this level of undead monsters, this bald head can still be arrogant!"

Holding her wand in her hand and facing the dark Ominous Mirror, Death Magura slowly drew a spell in the void: "Kill this bald head for me, Frost Corpse Dragon!" Oh! By the way, don't mess this guy's body, I want to see him......"

"Roar!"

"Bang!"

Death Magura had just finished halfway through her words when she was already stunned, and her expression was so sluggish that she could no longer say the following words.

The frost corpse dragon, which was as huge as a mountain, couldn't even launch an attack, and was blown into slag by the bald head with a punch, burying the bones and everything completely saved.

"Bastard! I'm! Death Magura wanted to cry without tears, and for the tsundere bones who liked to smash things when she was angry, the angry Magura smashed the ominous mirror with a stick, and kicked the mirror out of the window with a kick.

On the dilapidated street, Saitama was frowning, and he was still saying with a puzzled expression, "Where did the big lizard come from, is there any one down there?" ”

Standing at the edge of the huge hole, Saitama stared at the dark hole with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"Hey! Anyone? And big lizards? Leave without me......" Saitama shouted a few times, and after no answer, scratched his head and was about to leave, only to hear a sudden sound of glass breaking from a tall tower overhead.

Saitama looked up and saw the ominous mirror kicked out of the window by Death Magura.

"Someone is smashing a window for help?" Saitama muttered in his mouth, and jumped up and jumped directly onto the tower.

Death Magura happened to be standing in front of the window, holding her deformed head with her hands as thin as a tree, and she looked crazy with regret: "Oh no, doesn't this reveal my position." ”

Before the words fell, the bald head that made him shudder had already appeared in front of him, facing him with four eyes, it should be said that five eyes, after all, Death Magura had three eyes.

"Forehead ......" Saitama pondered for a moment, and before he could speak, Death Magura shouted angrily: "Instant death spell, vertebrae spear!" "In a panic, Death Magura made a move that was the highest instant death spell.

The spell fell, and the pitch-black and dead qi turned into countless spears, attacking Saitama like a storm.

The scene that made Death Magura even more terrifying happened, those sharp spears turned into pitch-black death gas were like a swarm of mosquitoes biting steel plates, and hitting Saitama had no effect at all.

"Complete magic immunity! How can it be! Does this guy have an artifact of the ancient gods on his body? Death Magura said in shock.

"You're that Magura, aren't you? Those undead are under your control, and you're also a member of the Demon King's Army, right? Saitama asked.

"Huh! Bald, what are you talking about...... I can't hear clearly...... You're old...... Bad ears ......," said Death Magora, feigning a stupefied stupe, as she stepped back until she reached a dark place, where countless bloodstained instruments of torture hung from it.

Death Magura's withered hands gripped the torture chair and twisted slightly, turning the front of the torture chair towards Saitama.

It was only then that Saitama discovered that there was a young man covered in blood with his eyes and mouth covered in blindfolds and mouth on the torture chair.

After careful identification, Saitama recognized this young man, who turned out to be a young man with dragon blood--Matthew!

"Matthew, why are you here? And what about a girl named Aruru? What did you do with her? ”

"That girl, because this kid ran away desperately, but she fell into my hands stupidly."

"Hehe......" A weird smile emerged from Death Magula's distorted face: "Bald head, sure enough, you know it, if you dare to act rashly, this young man's life will be in danger!" Magura smiled fiercely, clutching a dagger in her thin hand, the sharp blade constantly roaming over the vital part of Matthew's neck.

"Sure enough, it's more fun to play with living humans.,Corpses and the like.,No matter how you fiddle with it, you don't react.,It's completely unexciting.,Hehe......"

"But I'm tired of it, bald! I guess you're in league with that goddess and the brave, and this guy is also their accomplice......"

Death Magura said, cutting the strip of cloth that covered Matthew's mouth.

"Young man, hurry up and let that bald head go away, or I'll kill you." Magura threatened with a fierce voice.

"Bald? Is that you, Saitama? Matthew's voice was weak and trembling.

"It's me, Matthew, how are you?"

"I already know about Shengzai helping you cheat, this guy is very strong, so ah Saitama! Leave me alone! Hurry up and escape! You must save this world for me! ”

Matthew shouted hoarsely, his voice with a crying tone, almost exhausted all his strength and courage with this sentence.

"Bastard boy, that's not what you asked you to say!" Death Magura roared in anger, completely enraged, and his patience ran out, and he raised his hand and stabbed the dagger into Matthew's head.

However, the dagger stopped halfway through, and was gently pinched by a hand, unable to take any further steps.

Death Magura looked back in shock, only to see that the bald head that had broken his heart was already standing behind him.

Immediately after, a familiar voice sounded in Matthew's ears:

"Matthew, I've heard your expectations, don't worry, as a hero who is interested, I will definitely take you to save the world."

"So, let's be our companions and go and destroy the Demon King together!"

At the same time as the words fell, Matthew's blindfold also fell, and in the fog, I saw that the figure collapsed with a punch, and the deceased archmage Magula exploded into a blood mist in an instant.

One punch, destroy the enemy!