How terrifying is a beast that has lost its mind?
If that beast also possesses the power to destroy the world, then its level of terror must be multiplied by ten thousand on that basis.
Marugori was now exactly that—a complete and utter mad beast.
The death of his brother, Fukago, was like a rusty knife churning wildly in his brain.
The pain and remorse of murdering his own kin, catalyzed by his extremely inflated power, transformed into a desire for destruction that was pure to the extreme.
Only one thought remained in his mind now.
Smash everything!
Smash this bald man before him, smash this city, smash everything that witnessed this—smash them all to pieces!
“Die!
Die!
All of you, just die!!!” Marugori roared.
His massive fists were like two meteors falling from the sky, carrying white shockwaves generated by tearing through the air, as they smashed frantically toward Saitama on the ground.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
This wasn’t a simple beating.
It was practically conducting various nuclear explosion experiments on the earth.
With every punch that landed, a deep crater hundreds of meters in diameter appeared on the ground.
Soil, rubble, and the debris of reinforced concrete buildings were smashed into the air like fountains, flying hundreds of meters high.
The very foundations of City D were wailing, and the entire city’s tectonic plates seemed to be shaken by this violent vibration.
In the distant shelters, people huddled together in despair, feeling the ground beneath them rise and fall like waves, listening to the apocalyptic roar outside.
Some even fainted on the spot from fear.
And in the eye of that storm.
That small, bald figure was like a fallen leaf in a rainstorm, tossed about by the massive wind from the fists.
But no matter how Marugori’s fists smashed down, even if they hammered him directly hundreds of meters deep into the earth…
The next second.
He would still crawl out of the dirt with an indifferent face and pat the dust off his clothes.
“Hey, big guy, you’re making too much of a racket.
There’s a lot of dust.” Saitama complained with some dissatisfaction.
This nonchalant attitude was like adding fuel to the fire.
Marugori went completely insane.
He no longer just focused on hitting Saitama but began an indiscriminate area-of-effect attack.
He suddenly leaped, jumping thousands of meters into the sky.
Then, using the terrifying gravity of his descent, he clasped his fists together like a humanoid comet and smashed down toward the ground with all his might.
The point of impact this time…
…wasn’t just Saitama.
The range of its shockwave even encompassed the cross-sea bridge in the distance that connected City D to the outside world!
That bridge was currently packed with dense crowds and vehicles of refugees.
It was City D’s last lifeline, where tens of thousands of civilians who hadn’t had time to evacuate were blocked, like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Sage stood at the top of a tall building.
His original mindset of just watching the show vanished as his pupils suddenly contracted.
Golden light swirled in his eyes.
He saw it.
According to the expansion trajectory of this shockwave.
Once this punch landed solidly, the air blast in that direction would instantly become a visible wall of wind.
That bridge would never hold; it would be snapped like a piece of paper.
At that time, those tens of thousands of people on the bridge…
…would surely die!
“What a troublesome big fellow.” “And Saitama too, only caring about taking hits and not looking at the surroundings.” Sage sighed and pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets.
Although his current identity was a ‘game producer who only wants to make money,’ that didn’t mean he was a cold-blooded animal.
With tens of thousands of lives at stake before him.
Since he had the ability, lending a hand wasn’t much trouble.
Besides…
Saving people like this was also a very good ‘advertisement,’ wasn’t it?
“If I don’t act now, when Tatsumaki comes back and sees a ground full of corpses, she’ll probably throw a fit for several days.” Sage found a reason for himself in his heart.
The next instant.
He moved.
His figure suddenly blurred as he transformed into an extremely dazzling golden Aurora, instantly crossing several kilometers and appearing directly above that precarious cross-sea bridge.
His back was to the bridge, facing the terrifying giant that was rapidly falling.
He held both hands out to his sides, palms facing outward.
The Perfect-grade Glint-Glint Fruit within him began to operate frantically.
Photon energy as vast as the sea surged from his pores like a flood.
“Yata Mirror: Radiant Sealing Array!” With a low shout.
Countless golden points of light quickly arranged, combined, and solidified in the air.
In just the blink of an eye.
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”