Chapter 1257

The crowd entered in orderly fashion, walking into a large conference hall where hundreds gathered together.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Algeni sat atop the podium, "The reason I've summoned you today, I assume you already know?"

The crowd nodded.

"Mr. Qiyu's cultivation of Immortal Martial Arts is extremely powerful. But I find it hard to believe his claim that cyborgs contradict the will of the world. What do you all think?"

Algeni's gaze was piercing.

Superpowers are strong.

Cultivators are also strong.

But both have a major flaw: they are difficult to cultivate and hard to ensure loyalty.

Only cyborgs are relatively cheap to produce; with enough money and resources, you can create many at any time—and they obey.

This is the very foundation upon which the conglomerates guarantee their own interests.

Now Qiyu says he wants to dismantle these cyborg organizations—equivalent to cutting off the conglomerates' roots. How could they possibly tolerate it?

"Indeed. Without proof, how can we believe him!"

"Exactly. It's just his word alone—not to be taken seriously. Perhaps he has another motive, perhaps he seeks to destroy humanity!"

As Algeni finished speaking, the conglomerates and their hired heroes began shouting.

Fubuki frowned, glancing at Tornado.

"Sister, it seems things aren't as simple as we thought."

Tornado sealed off the surrounding area, ensuring no sound could escape, then said: "We were mistaken. It seems the conglomerates care deeply about the cyborg organizations."

"They want immortality and yet cling to the power they hold! Hmph, truly overreaching."

Only after witnessing Qiyu's power could she truly understand his strength.

Even after her own progress, she still felt the gap between herself and Qiyu was as vast as a galaxy.

Looking at the heroes who had carried out the mission yesterday, she saw their expressions were identical—stunned, speechless, even some rising to leave.

They had no wish to stand alongside these conglomerates.

If Qiyu grew angry, wouldn't blood splatter onto them?

At that moment, the air froze.

In the void, a figure appeared, radiating overwhelming power.

"It's Mr. Qiyu!"

Someone cried out in shock.

Qiyu gazed at the many conglomerates, smiling.

"Good."

"I knew you wouldn't give up your organizations, so I set a bait to draw you out. I didn't expect you to actually take it!"

As he spoke, Qiyu's gaze turned piercing.

"Since none of you wish to abandon your organizations and insist on resisting the tide of the age, I have no choice but to enact my other plan."

Boom!

The next instant, all the conglomerates who had stood beside Algeni turned to pulp, the Hero Association drenched in blood.

"The new age cannot be stopped. Anyone standing in its way will be shattered to pieces." Qiyu looked at those remaining, "Ladies and gentlemen, the new age will be opened by us. Immortality will belong to us. Now, come with me to eradicate the cyborg organizations and fully usher in this era."

It belongs to us. Now, follow me to eradicate the cyborg organizations and fully usher in this era."

The heroes, upon hearing this, were greatly energized.

The fall of the conglomerates meant they, as heroes, would become the pillars of the new age.

That meant status, wealth, and endless resources.

In short—they were the ones who would benefit most from this era.

Destroying those cyborg organizations could be seen as Qiyu's mission, or as defending their own interests.

Eliminating those cyborg organizations can be framed as fulfilling Saitama's mission, or as safeguarding one's own interests.

The crowd took to the air, spreading out under the leadership of the superpowered.

For example, Tornado, after her superpower evolution, swept her spiritual sense across hundreds of miles—hidden cyborg organizations were as obvious as lice on a bald head.

For example, Tornado, after her psychic evolution, could sweep her spiritual sense across hundreds of li—hidden cyborg organizations became as obvious as lice on a bald head,

As for Qiyu, his power was even greater, far more terrifying than Tornado's—his spiritual sense had long since covered the entire globe.

He merely refrained from using his spiritual sense to obliterate Earth and crush these organizations outright, so everyone could feel involved.

After all, the new age's plan required people to carry it out; if he did everything himself, those he later sent out would have no merit—how could others be convinced?

The same logic applied to letting the conglomerates choose earlier.

He needed them to rebel, so he could justifiably purge them and establish his authority.

He needed the conglomerates to resist, so he could cleanse them with legitimate authority and establish his own prestige.

Power is dirty.

To reshape this age, he had to stand at the storm's center, endure these dark deeds.

To reshape this era, he must stand at the crest of the storm, enduring these dark deeds.

Under Tornado and Qiyu's leadership, all cyborg organizations across the globe were eradicated, reduced to history.

"Tornado, you command City A, spread the Immortal Martial Arts, and usher in the new age."

"Fubuki, you command City B!"

"Bangou, you command City C!"

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