Chapter 146: Death Gate Pro Max!!
The moment Saitama re-entered the Solar System, GOD felt it.
It was like a tiger resting in its territory, only to have a Tiger II tank suddenly crash through the bushes. Even a tiger has to stop and hiss in confusion.
At this moment, GOD was utterly bewildered. He had already overestimated this rule-breaking monster, but regardless of how strong you are, shouldn't you at least obey the laws of physics?!
GOD had based His timeline on the assumption that Saitama could travel at faster-than-light speeds. Even so, across a distance of two light-years, it should have taken at least two hours to return.
And you're telling me you crossed two light-years in thirty minutes?!
As expected! You can't apply any cosmic logic to these rule-transcending freaks! Fck!*
Sensing the violent emotional fluctuations from the entity before him, King—who was now able to move freely within the dimensional space—smirked and casually patted GOD's "shoulder."
"Why such a big reaction? Let me guess... is it because your favorite Baldy is back?"
At this, King's grin widened. Along with the abyss-like vitality erupting from within him, the shackles on his body shattered at an even faster rate until they vanished completely.
"Well, you're about to face something even better. I'm finally strong enough to ignore your seal. How's that for a double blessing? Feel good?"
Though King was smiling, the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.
Anyone who had been forcibly pinned down for an hour, unable to move a muscle, forced to endure the agony of their bones being ground into powder every single second while watching their home be invaded—anyone would be out for blood!!
Realizing that King had completely broken the seal, GOD's heart sank. His chances of victory had plummeted again.
He had been playing a game of "blitzkrieg by the clock." His goal was to use his empowered subordinates to wipe out the Hero Association and take over Earth before King broke free and before Saitama returned.
He had failed. Saitama was already back in the Solar System, hurtling toward Earth.
And the King standing beside Him had grown powerful beyond measure—power that was now, effectively, on par with a God.
Indeed, through constant adaptation, King's power had scaled to match GOD's own level. This was why the seals were failing; a sealing technique loses its efficacy against an opponent of equal caliber.
This was the most "disgusting" part of the [Adaptive Nature] talent.
Against a weaker opponent, King only needs to take a few hits to become 100% immune to their damage.
Against a stronger opponent, through constant contact with their power, King's own strength will climb until it reaches their tier, at which point he adapts to them too.
If you're weaker than me, I adapt in a second.
If you're stronger, I grow until I match you, then I adapt anyway.
Without a moment's hesitation, blood-red steam exploded from King's body. A violent, peerless aura of vitality flooded the entire dimensional space. The reinforced fabric of this dimension began to tremble and tear, unable to contain the sheer ferocity of his presence.
King himself was shocked. He stared at his hands and clenched his fists.
Am I really this strong now?
He could feel the power within him flowing like a perpetual ocean, a constant supply of energy for the Eighth Gate. His vitality was burning, but it was being replenished just as fast as it consumed itself.
In other words, as long as he wished it, he could maintain the Eighth Gate indefinitely. It had practically become his base form.
This wasn't just the Gate of Death anymore—it was the Death Gate Pro Max!!
GOD stared at the erupting King, the chaotic colors on His body flickering wildly. Thousands of phantom stars manifested in the cosmic void above, crashing down toward King with world-ending momentum.
Facing this, King simply raised his fists. In an instant, he threw tens of thousands of punches.
Time seemed to freeze.
In the next second, accompanied by deafening dragon roars, those thousands of fist-shadows transformed into surging Crimson Dragons. Each one accurately collided with and shattered a falling star.
Amidst the shower of celestial debris and the thunderous roar of explosions, King's gaze remained calm, though his aura burned even brighter.
He no longer needed to use his legs for [Night Guy]. Now, every single one of his casual attacks carried the weight of a Night Guy strike.
This was the result of a vitality so dense it could easily crush a planet. With this buff, every punch and kick King delivered was a masterpiece of horror.
Simply put, he had become a Super Stat Monster. Left punch: high damage. Right punch: higher damage.
Seeing His attacks neutralized so easily, GOD attempted to manipulate the time and space of the dimension to counter-attack, but His vision blurred.
In the very next heartbeat, King's fist, carrying the power to shatter dimensions, slammed forward. It detonated GOD's head on impact!
Chaotic colors scattered everywhere. Though He was now a headless torso, GOD could still speak:
"Everything you do is futile. Against a mortal like you, I am an undying, eternal existence."
"Even if your power has surpassed mine for a moment, so what? A mortal's strength can never reach a God existing in a higher dimension. You and I will never be on the same level!"
While the exploded GOD mocked him, He was secretly screaming at Solar Sperm, who had just reached the Earth's plane, to hurry up.
He hoped King would waste his time here. With Solar Sperm's power, it would take less than two minutes to slaughter every member of the Hero Association.
By the time King and that rule-breaking Baldy reached Earth, it would be too late.
King didn't respond. He just kept punching.
After exploding GOD's body over a hundred times in a single minute, King realized the truth. GOD really couldn't be killed here.
It wasn't that He regenerated or resurrected instantly.
It was that King felt his power wasn't truly "landing" on a physical entity. It was like punching a high-definition hologram; you could destroy the image, but the source remained untouched. It was the frustrating sensation of hitting cotton with everything you have.
It seems my attacks can't actually hurt Him...
However, there is someone else who definitely can.
King stopped his assault.
GOD's heart gave a little skip. A bad premonition bubbled up.
He stopped? Did he figure it out?!
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