"…Huh?!"
Even Boros, such a monster, could be contracted? But wasn't he about to die?
Saitama paused for a moment, his expression shifting. He stopped, turned back, and looked at the broken, bitterly smiling Boros.
"If I gave you a chance to live, but you'd have to become my servant… would you accept?"
His voice was calm, without expectation. Saitama's power already rivaled Boros. But this alien had endured more of his attacks than anyone else, and his desperate struggle reminded Saitama of his own past.
He respected Boros. Giving him this chance wasn't necessary—just something he felt like doing.
"Me?!"
Boros's dull, fading eye flickered with light. He stared at Saitama, then burst into manic laughter. His core had already shattered. He didn't have long left. But Saitama's look wasn't one of mockery.
"You don't have much time. Decide."
Saitama's tone was flat.
Boros locked eyes with him. Silence stretched for three seconds, then his lone eye sharpened with grim resolve.
"I accept! Hah… If I can live, being your servant is no shame! Saitama—you are so strong… I acknowledge you! I will follow you!"
Saitama nodded slightly. "Contract."
At once, the space contract he had gained in the Marvel world appeared. Mysterious energy enveloped Boros. The space around him cut off, independent, even halting the collapse of his dying body.
Boros's spirit surged. His shattered core… stopped breaking. Instead, it began slowly repairing!
[Ding! Congratulations, Host Saitama, on successfully contracting Universal Overlord Boros. Attributes are as follows—]
Name: Boros
Title: Universal Overlord
Rank: God-level
Intelligence: 5 (Genius)
Strength: 7 + 0.5 (immeasurable, exceeds 100 tons)
Speed: 7 (relativistic, faster-than-light)
Endurance: 7 + 0.5 (near-immortal)
Energy Projection: 7 (almost limitless energy release)
Combat Skill: 7 (master of all combat forms)
Justice Value: 0
Status: Near death, recovering
Innate Abilities: Super Regeneration, King's Pressure, Limit Breakthrough
Note: Due to being near death, Boros has broken his limits, raising strength and endurance by +0.5 to reach a new peak.
Note: As per the contract, if the Host dies, the servant dies as well.
Note: As per the contract, the servant receives trace amounts of the Host's power.
Saitama stared, stunned. The Overlord of the Universe was now his contracted servant—rated at 7.5 in the power system, a true god-tier being!
Compared to him, the so-called "three great cadres" weren't even worth mentioning. Boros alone could wipe out entire worlds.
And now, such a terrifying being had a master—Saitama.
Boros felt the connection immediately. Saitama's will could command his very life. But more shocking was the energy flowing into him from Saitama.
The desolate desert of his broken body became an oasis. His shattered core healed, his body rapidly regenerating.
Too terrifying. The energy was far stronger than his own regeneration. It dwarfed everything he had thought himself capable of.
He realized it then—his supposed "evenly matched" fight with Saitama was a delusion. The bald man had never even tried.
And now Boros's arrogance crumbled, replaced only with worship. Obsession. Faith.
"Mas… Master! Boros pledges to follow you! The Dark Matter Pirates are no more. I, Boros, serve you alone!"
He dropped to one knee, bowing his head reverently.
Because of a fragment of Saitama's power, the nearly dead Overlord stood whole again, his eye burning with zealotry.
When someone is only slightly stronger, they earn envy. But when someone is infinitely stronger—what remains is worship.
Boros understood. Serving Saitama was no humiliation—it might be the smartest decision of his life.
Saitama waved lazily. "Oh, don't be so formal. But you can't stay on Earth, can you?"
"If it lets me grow stronger, I will follow you anywhere, Lord Saitama!" Boros said firmly.
"Alright. Can you come out of there?" Saitama asked. It would be handy to have a god-tier thug on call. Maybe he could even… apply Boros for a hero license? …No, that'd be too much.
Boros smiled bitterly, shaking his head. "Not yet. I just took your Serious Punch. My body needs time to recover. But it won't hinder me."
"That punch, huh… alright then. Stay put."
Saitama shrugged. In his storage space, a mini version of Boros appeared inside a crystal cube labeled "Space Contract." He looked like an action figure.
"Hey, system, can I take Boros to other worlds?"
[Yes. The contracted target exists in a fully independent space. They can be carried across dimensions, though it will consume Host energy.]
"Oh? Not bad."
Saitama smirked. His thoughts drifted.
That guy, Thanos… Would his new 7.5-stat Boros be stronger?
(End of Chapter)
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