[Ding! Detected extreme worship and super fanaticism from Genos, Emotion Points +40,000.]
[...]
The system's notification tones slid through his mind, but King's attention was now completely captivated by the aura ahead, Burning like a star.
The Dominator of the Universe was right there!
...Deep within the spaceship, the Central Command Hall.
This place no longer held its former grandeur, replaced instead by a scene of tragic ruins.
Towering metal pillars were snapped and overturned, and control consoles were reduced to charred fragments scattered across the floor.
"Cough... cough cough..."
Metal Bat knelt on one knee, the alloy bat in his hand already bent into a ridiculous arc.
He coughed violently, his fighting suit in tatters, and his exposed skin covered in burns and bruises.
A laceration on his left shoulder, deep enough to see the bone, had rendered his entire arm useless.
"Damn it... that guy... is he really not God-level..."
He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his eyes filled with shock.
Not far away, Atomic Samurai barely supported his body with his broken blade.
The "Atomic Slash" he took so much pride in was like a child's toy before the opponent.
Not only did it fail to cut that pink-haired Monster in the slightest...
But his sword had been shattered by a casual strike from the opponent.
There was a clear fist print on his chest, and at least three of his ribs were broken.
Every breath was accompanied by piercing pain.
Atomic Samurai's face was pale, and a lingering shadow had appeared in his eyes—
It was the crack left behind after his sword-heart had been crushed.
Flashy Flash leaned against a section of a broken pillar.
His left arm was unnaturally twisted, and several bloody gashes marked his handsome face; his breathing was erratic, lacking his usual composure.
His unparalleled speed was meaningless against the opponent's widespread energy bursts.
Drive Knight's mechanical body was damaged in several places, electrical sparks crackled in the fissures, and one mechanical arm hung powerlessly.
And the culprit behind all this was currently standing in the center of the hall with his back to them.
It was a tall, burly figure, completely covered in magnificent yet sinister golden armor.
The armor was covered in fine cracks, with a deep blue light peeking through the fissures.
It was as if a supernova about to explode was imprisoned within!
Just by standing there, the heavy pressure he emitted caused the air to stagnate.
It made it difficult for even the heavily injured S-Class Heroes to breathe.
He was the leader of the Dark Matter Thieves.
The Dominator of the Universe—Boros.
His single, massive eye stared forward.
He was indifferent to the mess behind him.
It was as if he had merely brushed some dust off his sleeve.
"Boring."
A low voice echoed in the hall, carrying undisguised disappointment.
"Where exactly is the evenly matched opponent from the prophecy?"
"This bunch of small fry doesn't even have the qualifications to let me stretch my limbs."
He slightly clenched his fist, and the cracks on the golden armor spread with his movement, letting out soft "clack-clack" sounds as the deep blue light inside grew even more intense.
Just then—
"Hmph! Don't look down on people, you arrogant tin can!"
A sharp cry rang out.
Tatsumaki floated up unsteadily from the pile of ruins.
Her dark green curly hair was somewhat messy, her delicate face was stained with dust and blood, and her black high-slit dress was torn in several places.
Her emerald eyes glared fixedly at Boros's back.
Though the light of her psychokinesis was not as dazzling as in her prime, it still burned tenaciously.
She was the only one among all the S-Class Heroes who could still maintain relatively intact combat power.
During Boros's indiscriminate, disaster-like attack just now...
Tatsumaki had used her powerful psychokinesis to bear most of the impact for the other S-Class Heroes.
But she herself had also suffered significant internal injuries.
Boros did not turn around.
He had zero interest in the clamoring of small fry.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!"
Tatsumaki, being ignored, grew even more furious, and she thrust her hands forward: "Don't think you're so great! Go to hell!!"
She brewed a powerful surge of psychokinesis.
Targeting Boros directly!
However, the instant the psychokinesis was about to erupt—
"Ho ho ho... little one."
"You actually have the delusion of launching a sneak attack on Lord Boros?"
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