A terrifying energy, as if it would incinerate his very life, was frantically gathering and compressing within him!
"King!"
Boros's voice, carried by energy vibrations, thundered through the vacuum, with a decisive exhilaration:
"Watch closely—this is my, Boros, the Cosmic Overlord's, Ultimate Technique, risking everything!!!"
"Collapsing Star Roaring Cannon!!!!!!!!!!"
Boom————————————!!!!
An indescribable destructive energy torrent erupted from the single eye on his chest!
It was an energy cannon with a diameter of over ten thousand meters, capable of shattering stars!
Wherever it passed, space was easily torn open like a fragile membrane!
Those stray stellar light orbs, in the face of this destructive torrent, Vaporized instantly like dewdrops under the scorching sun!
The Collapsing Star Roaring Cannon continued its momentum, even flowing upstream.
It slammed into the God, triggering a continuous series of massive explosions!
Rumble rumble rumble—!!!
The God remained motionless, completely ignoring the attack.
However, Boros, who unleashed this attack, paid a heavy price.
His pale body visibly shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The blazing white energy surging around him almost extinguished.
His physique also rapidly shrank, returning to nearly its normal size.
He knelt on one knee, breathing heavily.
The light in his single eye had dimmed to the extreme, even showing signs of dispersion.
That strike not only exhausted most of his remaining energy but also frantically overdrawn his fundamental life source!
His lifespan, with this one attack, was directly halved!
"Cough... cough cough... haha..."
Boros coughed up a few mouthfuls of black blood mixed with organ fragments, yet he still grinned, revealing an arrogant but satisfied smile.
"Did you see... this is... the value... of the Cosmic Overlord..."
He looked at King, and there was even a hint of show-off in his single eye.
As if to say: That cannon, wasn't it powerful?
King looked back at him, his eyes shifting slightly, and finally nodded gently: "Hmm, not bad."
To receive this man's approval, Boros felt it was worth it.
At this moment, the constantly shifting outline of the God also showed obvious fluctuations.
Not because Boros's Collapsing Star Roaring Cannon caused much DMG.
What truly made It feel "troubled" was the bald man in the yellow jumpsuit and King, whose heart sounded ridiculously loud!
From just now until now, Saitama had casually obliterated It countless times!
Even though It could recover infinitely without consumption.
But Saitama used those ridiculously simple, yet incomprehensible and undefendable fists, to "kill" It several times!
Each time It was "killed".
It could feel its own "existence" in this dimension being weakened by a fraction.
What made It even more vigilant was that the man named King was visibly growing stronger during the battle!
"Hmph..."
The God's grand voice sounded again.
Only this time, there was less absolute control and more embarrassment.
"It seems I underestimated the 'impurities' of this galaxy."
Its "gaze" swept over the ready-to-fight King, the inscrutable but blank-faced Saitama, the dying but unyielding Boros, and the cold-eyed Asmodeus.
"Today, let it end here."
The God's outline began to blur and fade, like ink dissolving in water.
"This time, I will let you go."
"But remember, this is not the end."
"When I return again..."
Its voice gradually became ethereal, yet carried a declaration seemingly etched into the rules:
"That will be the day when you, along with this planet, return to eternal silence."
As the words fell, the God's outline completely dissipated.
The immense pressure that enveloped the solar system receded like a tide.
"Ran... ran away?"
Saitama blinked, somewhat regretfully lowering his fist.
"I finally met a powerful Monster..."
"I haven't fought enough yet!"
King slowly exhaled a turbid breath.
The surging aura around him gradually calmed, and the roar of the emperor engine also subsided.
He looked in the direction where the God disappeared, his eyes deep.
"It will come again."
Boros struggled to stand up, but stumbled, almost falling again.
King's figure flashed, appearing beside him and supporting him.
"You're very strong, Boros."
King praised him sincerely.
Boros leaned on King's shoulder, weakly twitching the corner of his mouth.
"I'm nothing special."
"Heh, prophecy is indeed unreliable."
"Where are those evenly matched opponents?"
"You're too strong, King."
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