"Tr-trash fish?!"
Tornado's small face flushed red with anger. She wanted to retort but aggravated her injuries, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
Atomic Samurai nearly ground his teeth to dust, but seeing Boros's aura, which remained deep and hellish even when restrained, he finally just gave a cold snort and turned his face away.
The gap was too vast.
The battle between King and this monster just now had completely shattered their pride as S-Class Heroes.
That was a confrontation on a completely different dimension!
Boros stopped looking at them, and the searing white energy around him burst forth again!
"Whoosh—!"
Boros's figure transformed into a brilliant streak of searing white light, closely following King's trajectory as he rushed toward the silvery-white planet hanging in the dark cosmos.
"Hey, hey... Why are both of them running off to the moon?"
Saitama rubbed his smooth chin, looking puzzled.
"Are they holding a meeting? Or is there a supermarket sale on the moon?"
He scratched his head, then seemed to figure something out and nodded, "Never mind, I'll go check it out too. There must be a reason why that guy King suddenly ran off."
Having said that, he also copied the previous two, bending his legs slightly.
"Bang!!!"
However, the next second, centered on his feet, a power more violent and unreasonable than when King and Boros left erupted!
The entire mountain-sized spaceship seemed to be violently pressed down by an invisible giant hand, plunging dozens of meters!
The already fragmented structure of the ship let out a grating wail, and more areas began to collapse.
Saitama himself turned into a blurry yellow shadow and vanished before everyone's eyes.
Inside the main hall, there was dead silence.
Among the surviving S-Class Heroes, except for Genos, whose eyes burned with admiration for his teacher.
Everyone else was completely petrified.
Tornado floated mid-air, her small mouth slightly agape, her emerald eyes wide and round.
She forgot to maintain her psychokinetic barrier, completely unaware of the strands of dust settling on her messy curls.
"Th-that can't be real..."
Child Emperor struggled to sit up, his face pale, and muttered:
"Preliminary calculations show that the impact caused to the spaceship by that B-Class Hero when he jumped was equivalent to... equivalent to a direct hit from a giant meteorite..."
"That's impossible!"
Drive Knight's mechanical voice was erratic,
"How can a biological entity possess this magnitude of physical strength?!"
"This violates..."
"Violates what?"
Zombieman pulled out a cigarette and lit it, a hint of a smile actually appearing in his eyes.
"Isn't the evidence right in front of us?"
"King, the Bald Guy, and that alien Pink Hair..."
"They aren't even the same species as us, are they?"
"Like ants and elephants."
Metal Bat propped himself up with his twisted bat, trying to stand, but sat back down from exhaustion. He grinned, his laugh uglier than a cry: "Ha... hahahaha... What kind of S-Class are we, really..."
Bang was stunned, then gave a mysterious smile, wondering what he was thinking.
Tornado stared blankly at the moon.
She had always believed she was one of the few people standing at the pinnacle.
Not until today, not until this moment.
Did she truly understand that above the so-called "pinnacle," there was still the firmament.
And above the firmament... perhaps there were higher dimensions she couldn't even imagine.
"A bunch of... monsters..."
She whispered, her voice devoid of its former arrogance, leaving only deep powerlessness and confusion.
And at this moment, on the Moon.
The desolate, silent gray lunar surface was eerily illuminated by countless floating crimson cubes.
In the center of the cube matrix, the Ruler of the Sky—
Asmodeus, floated silently.
In her hands, two crimson cubes floated quietly.
Inside them were sealed the unconscious Furina and Lumine.
Just then—
"BOOM!!!!"
A blue meteor, carrying an aura of rage, slammed onto the lunar surface like a meteorite!
The massive impact kicked up an annular tidal wave of lunar dust, thousands of meters high!
King's figure emerged from the smoke and dust, his blue trench coat silently fluttering in the vacuum.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!!!"
He raised his head; after ascending the limiter, the emperor engine could even transmit sound in a vacuum!
The terrifying pressure and boiling killing intent Swirl-ed out like a palpable force, causing the surrounding space to slightly warp.
His gaze was fiercely locked onto the figure in the center of the matrix.
And the two crimson cubes in her hands.
"Paimon."
"You better give me an explanation."
"Otherwise..."
"I won't mind beating you into Paimon Sauce."
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