Boros leaned against King.
That body, which had once shone with the blazing white light of Meteoric Burst, was now as dim as a candle in the wind.
The rise and fall of his chest was weak and labored; every breath carried a broken rasp, and the luster in his single eye was fading irreversibly.
"I never expected this."
Boros's voice was so soft it was almost swallowed by the vacuum of space, yet it carried a strange sense of calm.
"I, Boros, have roamed the universe for many years without a single rival."
"Yet, in the end, I would meet such a miserable fate."
"King."
"My life... is approaching its end."
King was silent.
He tightened his grip slightly on the arm he was using to support Boros.
On that face, usually fierce or calm.
A trace of something complex, extremely faint and almost impossible to capture, flickered across it.
Was it regret, respect, or something else?
He himself could not say.
This Cosmic Overlord who had crossed the sea of stars just to find a battle.
This opponent who had Burned everything in battle, so heartily...
Was he just going to end like this?
Deep in his heart, something sour and aching welled up slightly.
[Ding! Detected slight sadness, slight regret, and slight anger from Saitama. Emotion Points + 3,000,000!]
Not far away, Saitama scratched his smooth scalp, staring at Boros with dead fish eyes. His face lacked its usual blank expression, looking a bit sullen instead.
"...Is that so."
Saitama muttered softly, "He was actually quite an interesting guy..."
Regarding this one who was obsessed with battle.
This pink-haired Monster who was willing to Burn his own life just to seek enjoyment.
Saitama couldn't say he liked him.
But seeing Boros on the verge of death at this moment, he felt inexplicably uneasy.
Saitama hated seeing someone who worked hard just bow out so easily.
Asmodeus hovered to the side, her pale face expressionless.
But deep within those cold eyes, they were full of sorrow.
Destruction, extinction, the end...
Is this the end of all existence?
No matter how powerful, is this the destined destination?
Teyvat was also heading toward such an end.
And everything she had done, every straw she tried to grasp.
Was it just delaying that inevitable destruction?
A sense of void quietly crept into her heart.
"How much time do you have left?"
King spoke, his voice a little deeper than usual: "Do you have any... final wishes?"
Boros smiled, which strained his broken body and induced a bout of suppressed coughing.
"Wishes? Haha..."
His voice was weak, yet it still carried the arrogance befitting a Cosmic Overlord.
"A Cosmic Overlord's wish might sound a bit ridiculous."
"It is that after I become stronger."
"We can... fight again!"
King looked down at him: "But you are dying."
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