Malthus ran with his army.
Me and Sexis ran with our army.
We were running towards each other.
Our army was bigger than Malthus.
My soldiers were motivated as well.
Me and Sexis were running ahead of them. Likewise, Malthus was doing the same thing with his army.
His eyes were on me and Sexis and the ground trembled under his heavy strides.
The crimson sword on his hand glowed with malice and it was dead set in making my head as its necklace.
"Killll!"
"Red Bitch!"
"Human Kingggg!"
Both sides roared as they dashed to clash in the middle of the ground.
And now that I think about it, my soldiers are motivated as fuck, Sexis is also fine, so… I am not all that needed here.
"I will eat your dick, Human King!" Malthus roared.
Yep. I am definitely not needed here.
The last thing I want is to get a blowjob by a red Demon.
Time to vanish.
I glanced back—my soldiers were running hard, focused on Malthus. No one was looking at me.
Perfect.
'Use it.'
[ Premature Ejaculation Skill Can't Be Used! ]
The hell?
'Fine. Dr. Strange, let's go!'
[ Dr. Strange Skill Can't Be Used! ]
'You gotta be kidding me. Use any skill that allows me to go away.'
[ No such Skills can be used right now! ]
'Why the fuck? What kind of system are you? Wait.. Supreme Man, is that you?'
[ Yes. ]
Of course.
'You won't let me leave.'
[ Correct. You are the King. I gave you skills to protect, not to flee. ]
'He's going to eat my dick!'
[ So be it. I burned your boats. No retreat. ]
'You spiteful old man. I hate you.'
[ The feeling will be mutual if you don't start taking this seriously. ]
'Fine. Have it your way. I don't need running skills to back out anyway.'
[ Try your best. ]
His voice disappeared.
I was still ahead of the army, right before the clash. So I did what any brave, noble king would do—I slowed down.
No one noticed. I began walking as the stampede behind me grew louder. One good dodge and I'd melt into the crowd. A few careful steps back, and boom—I'm out.
I could already see it.
Slip away, head to my castle, rescue my family, escape this planet.
Maybe even return to Earth and be hailed as a real SuperMan.
Yeah. That sounded nice.
I may be sounding like a coward right now, No, not 'may be' I 'am' sounding like a coward right now, but what can I do about it? I only lived for eighteen years on this planet. I am not that attached to it. I value my life more.
"Raaangghh!!"
The soldiers finally arrived just behind me and as I expected, no one saw me.
I went completely hidden because of the crowd and carefully, I turned around and started moving in the opposite direction of my army.
I made sure not to trip as that would mean being turned to a paste.
I am overpowered but being stepped on by thousands of people would definitely hurt.
I dodged the soldiers and some Aliens too.
Their antennas went on to touch me all over the body but I endured.
I walked slowly, carefully dodging everyone and their eyes. If anyone saw me they would stop me.
And I paid attention to Heroes specially. They were a bunch of snitches. They would certainly call my name.
Wait.. what if they can't recognise me?
I can change my appearance and face. They wouldn't know that I am the Hero King and I would safely get out of here.
Yes. That's good.
I am a genius.
I activated my disguise skill, praying it wasn't blocked too.
[ Skill "Who Dat?" activated! ]
Oh thank god.
[ This is a bad idea. ]
'Heh. What do you know, Supreme Man? Gods can't understand the mind of mortals.'
[ That would've hit hard if you weren't the one saying it. ]
'Like I said, you can't understand the mind of mortals.'
[ But I can understand stupidity. ]
'You are just jealous.'
[ Good luck. ]
He shut up, and I changed my face.
Didn't know what I looked like, but that didn't matter. I was just another soldier now, fading into the crowd. Unseen. Unbothered. Uncatchable.
I closed my eyes and walked.
I am air.
I am nothing.
I am—
"WATCH IT!"
Thud.
Shit. I clashed with someone.
I fell on the ground and the other person also fell.
I opened my eyes and saw the one responsible for my fall.
And as soon as I saw it, I covered my face with my hands.
It was a Hero.
And none other than Erect.
What the fuck is he doing here? I thought he was in the front.
[ Why are you hiding your face? He won't recognise you. ]
Oh. Right. The Supreme Man has some brains too.
I lowered my hands and stood up. So did Erect.
He looked at me… and his eyes went wide.
"You… you…"
His hands trembled.
Crap. He recognized me?
"Wait, I can explain—"
"It's the son of that red Demon! His fucking offspring is here!"
…
What?
How did he reach that conclusion?
"Everyone! The son of that red bitch is here! Attack him!"
Woah. Calm down, man.
"I am not his so-"
"Killlll the sonnnn!"
I turned. Soldiers had stopped in their tracks. Every eye, every weapon pointed at me.
What kind of face did I get? Why do I look like Malthus' damn heir!?
This is bad.
I changed my face to save myself but it will get me killed by my own people.
I have to undo this shit.
"Calm down, everyone. I am your lord!" I announced.
And I should have chosen my words correctly…
"You dare to call yourself our lord!? I will personally kill you!"
Erect exploded with rage.
Wow. I didn't know he respected me that much. The loyalty is touching. But his love… is violent.
THAMM!
He kicked me in the chest with full power.
I flew like a ragdoll, crashed through soldiers—until I slammed into something solid.
Or rather… someone solid.
I groaned, looking up.
Red skin. Glowing crimson sword. Eyes full of murder.
Malthus.
I had landed at his feet, staring up at the very guy I was trying to escape from.
The Supreme Man was right. This was a bad idea.
I couldn't even run away properly.
I hate myself.