"Damn it! This thing's armor is ridiculously thick!" Tony clicked his tongue and shot upward, narrowly avoiding a casual swing from the beast. The lava-formed arm kicked up a wave of scorching air as it swept past the soles of his suit.
Just as Tony was thinking through a new tactic, a figure completely out of place in this apocalyptic scene came strolling along the park's sightseeing path at an unhurried pace.
The newcomer wore a cheap yellow one-piece tracksuit with "960" on it, a white cape draped over his shoulders, and his signature bald head gleaming under the red glow in the sky.
It was Saitama.
"Man, it's hot here," Saitama muttered, fanning his face with one hand as he stepped on ground that had overheated and even started to soften, sizzling under his feet. He looked up at the lava beast venting its urge to destroy, then glanced at Iron Man dodging through the air.
"Oh, it's Mr. Stark. So this thing's what's been making all that noise."
The lava giant seemed to notice the tiny human below who showed not the slightest fear. It lowered its enormous head, two points of white light locking onto Saitama. Maybe it was enraged by Saitama's completely "casual" attitude—the beast let out a low rumble like grinding rock, raised a molten arm that could flatten a building, and brought it down with crushing force toward Saitama's head!
A massive shadow swallowed Saitama whole. The burning shockwave snapped his cape in the air. Agents in the distance cried out, and Tony shouted "Watch out!" from above, trying to draw the monster's attention with firepower.
But Saitama merely shifted his body slightly slipping past the thunderous blow. The molten fist slammed into the ground right beside him, instantly carving out a huge, charred crater. Splattering magma and shattered rock rained down onto his cape… only to bounce off as if they were nothing.
"You're in the way," Saitama said flatly, like the "danger" a moment ago hadn't even registered.
He took one step forward, stopping in front of the beast's pillar-like leg. His eyes settled on its knee joint—where the rock was thinner, and the lava flowed in denser streaks.
The giant missed its strike and tried to lift its arm again.
But Saitama had already tossed out a casual right fist.
No dazzling light. No earth-shattering aura.
Just an ordinary—straight punch…
Bang!
A dull thud that wasn't even particularly loud.
Then came the teeth-grinding crack of stone splitting apart.
From the point where Saitama's fist landed, enormous fractures exploded outward, spreading across the entire lava leg in an instant! Red-hot magma surged violently from the cracks, and the rocky knee supporting that massive weight shattered on the spot!
The lava giant lost its balance and let out a pained howl (if it could even be called a howl). Its colossal body slammed forward to its knees with a crash, the impact shaking the ground like a small earthquake. Broken rock and searing magma sprayed everywhere, turning the surrounding area into a sea of fire.
It tried to brace itself with both arms, but the structure at the severed leg was completely destroyed. All it could do was kneel there helplessly, struggling—keeping the tremors going without stopping.
Saitama had already hopped back a small step before it collapsed, avoiding the splattering magma. He glanced at his fist, now dusted with a bit of magma ash, and lightly blew on it.
"Done."
Up in the sky, Tony's faceplate slid open—revealing a face filled with disbelief.
(End of Chapter)
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