A familiar interface appeared before Saitama's eyes.
Name: Malekith
Category: King of the Dark Elves, Reality Stone Parasite
Intelligence: 5
Strength: 7
Speed: 6
Endurance: 7
Energy Projection: 7
Combat Skill: 7
Notes: Having absorbed the Reality Stone, Malekith has returned to his peak state. With enough energy, darkness will descend once more, plunging the universe into crisis. A true final boss-level being, Father-God class.
Terrifying stats.
Strength, endurance, energy projection—already at immeasurable levels.
Algrim's power had been monstrous, but compared to this Malekith… he was nothing.
For the first time in a long while, Saitama felt excited.
"Defeat me? Hahaha—you ignorant fool!" Malekith roared.
Confidence surged within him. The Reality Stone flowed through his veins.
But as his words left his mouth—
Whoosh!
Saitama vanished, arcs of blue lightning flashing.
Boom!
A deafening impact struck Malekith's skull, nearly biting his tongue in half.
His pale face flushed beet red, veins bulging.
Before him, Saitama had already thrown a simple, casual punch.
Scarlet energy from the Reality Stone tried to shield him.
Crack—
It shattered instantly. The shockwave rattled Malekith's insides.
"Oh? You blocked it?" Saitama's eyes brightened.
Not bad. To endure a Normal Punch.
"Consecutive Normal Punches!"
Saitama didn't hesitate. Both fists blurred, raining down like meteors.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The air itself screamed, torn apart.
Hurricanes blasted outward, flattening everything for a kilometer around.
Thor and Loki nearly lost their footing, only Mjolnir's weight keeping them anchored as the storm howled.
Beneath them, Malekith's screams vanished beneath the sound of flesh and bone breaking.
The mighty king of the dark elves was beaten into the ground like a ragdoll, even with endurance maxed at 7.
"No! Impossible! I wield the Reality Stone! Why—why am I being crushed?!"
Despair spread across his face. Even Bor, Odin's father, had never humiliated him like this.
And yet… here he was, nothing before a bald human.
At last, the barrage ceased.
Malekith's body was mangled, nearly pulp. Only the Reality Stone's regenerative power kept him clinging to existence.
Still, fear crept into his heart.
Why… why did it feel like this bald man had given him the Stone on purpose?
The thought terrified him.
Then, silence.
Saitama's expression shifted. The air grew heavy.
Thor and Loki froze in shock.
Even from afar, the sense of death pressed against their throats like a reaper's scythe.
Saitama stood in the sky, posture calm, but his eyes sharpened. His plain face became sharp, handsome, resolute.
"You are strong," he said evenly. "Strong enough to deserve my respect."
"So, in return… I'll use one of my serious moves. Try not to die right away."
"One-Third Serious Punch!"
His fist clenched.
Time and space seemed to halt.
The world shrank to nothing but his strike.
Elbow bent. Waist twisted. Body coiled like a drawn bowstring.
A force utterly different from the Normal Punch gathered.
A strike capable of ending everything below.
The One-Third Serious Punch!
(End of Chapter)
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