Chapter 182: The Law of the Dark Baldy
The massive forces unleashed by the exploding planet couldn't scratch Saitama or King.
In his Eight Gates state, King was effectively a god. As for Saitama, having entered his full "Serious Mode," even a planetary core detonating in his face was nothing more than a mild breeze.
The two fought their way into the deep reaches of the cosmos. At their current output, even massive stars couldn't withstand more than a few exchanges before collapsing and going supernova.
As their duel carried them past a tiny, incredibly dense celestial body, both King and Saitama were suddenly jerked toward it by an irresistible gravitational pull.
Standing on the surface of a Neutron Star, they both felt a staggering weight pressing down on them—the extreme gravitational crushing force unique to such a high-density object.
But even this cosmic pressure could only slow them down by a fraction; it couldn't stop them.
In fact, King found an even more efficient way to deal with it.
He pressed his palms against the surface of the neutron star. In a heartbeat, he completed his adaptation to the entire planet. A torrent of energy erupted from his hands, enveloping the star.
In the next second, the entire neutron star began to warp and compress under King's will.
In a literal flash, a celestial body with the mass of a sun was refined and condensed into a pair of silver-white brass knuckles. The sharp spikes on the knuckles glinted with a chilling, metallic luster.
In mere seconds, King had alchemized a high-density star into a personal weapon.
The Strongest Man on Earth had just turned a cosmic landmark into jewelry.
Seeing this, Saitama scratched his head in amazement.
"Whoa! You can make weapons like that? Let me try!"
Saitama reached out and grabbed the very fabric of space beside him. Relying on his logic-defying strength and god-tier grip, he literally pinched the void and tore a piece of space out of reality.
Then, as if he were playing with modeling clay, he began to knead the piece of the "void" into the shape of a knuckle duster.
I think it goes like this... hope I'm doing it right...
With a bit of trial and error, Saitama slid the newly molded "Spatial Knuckles" onto his hand.
Realizing they fit perfectly, the Bald Demon grinned.
"Alright! Now we both have weapons! Let's go again!"
On this day, countless intelligent civilizations across the universe felt a terror they had never known.
Those primitive races unable to leave their home planets were the lucky ones; they remained blissfully unaware of the horror.
But the star-faring civilizations—those capable of observing the deep cosmos—were paralyzed with fear.
They watched in horror as familiar stars flared with brilliant white light before being snuffed out, leaving entire sectors of the galaxy in total darkness.
The powerful races that could sense the residual shockwaves of the clash between Saitama and King were trembling in their boots. They immediately enacted total radio silence, terrified to leak even a single coordinate.
They were afraid—deeply, primally afraid—that revealing their location would draw the attention of the two monsters currently dicing the universe.
This was the birth of the legendary cosmic principle: The Law of the Dark Baldy.