One-Third Serious Punch!
Boom—
An unparalleled storm of fist wind howled downward, arcs of blue-white lightning flashing, space itself fracturing with cracks.
The terror was indescribable.
In an instant, the punch devoured Malekith—along with his fear, hatred, and fury.
The ground of the Tenth World collapsed and shattered, and the Reality Stone instantly broke into powder.
When the dust cleared, Malekith, the Dark Elf King, was gone. Only a puddle of scarlet liquid remained on the ground.
The Aether—
The Reality Stone.
The same Reality Stone once hailed as indestructible now lay limp like a boneless snake, drained of its power after clashing with Saitama's One-Third Serious Punch.
"D-dead…?" Thor muttered.
The being even Odin feared was dead so quickly?
"Saitama… too strong. I fear the universe has few who could ever stand against you."
Loki, the Third Princess, sighed, secretly grateful he had chosen wisely.
The Dark Elves, once feared across the cosmos, were now extinct.
"This thing?"
Saitama walked toward the scarlet liquid curiously.
Thor and Loki wanted to protest, but in the end, they kept silent.
This was one of the six Infinity Stones! A source of immeasurable power and disaster.
And yet, it was now nothing more than Saitama's spoils of war.
He crouched, reaching out.
"Careful! Don't touch the Aether, it will invade your body, just like it did with Jane!" Thor warned.
But then—something unbelievable happened.
The liquid-like Reality Stone recoiled in terror, scattering away from Saitama's finger as though trying to escape.
"It's… afraid? The Reality Stone is afraid of him?" Loki whispered in disbelief.
This parasitic power normally forced itself into any host. Even Odin dared not approach it lightly.
And yet—here it was, trembling like a frightened child in Saitama's palm.
It was as if it sensed the truth—
If it entered his body… it would be the one digested instead.
Thor and Loki exchanged horrified glances.
"Well, this isn't so scary after all," Saitama said, scratching his cheek with disinterest.
The Reality Stone was impressive, but to him… not very useful. No new "ability extraction" had been triggered. It was just… boring.
"You want this, don't you?" Saitama asked, looking at Loki.
Loki's heart skipped a beat. He had always envied Jane for hosting the Stone, even if she couldn't control it.
But he knew his own limits. If he touched it, he would be destroyed just like her.
"My body cannot withstand the Aether," Loki admitted awkwardly.
"Then give it to me—I'll find a way to destroy it," Thor offered, voice firm.
Jane lay unconscious, still reeling from the battle.
But before either prince could act, Saitama's gaze locked on Loki.
"You made me a promise before, didn't you?"
Loki froze.
Thor froze.
Saitama's calm words were inescapable.
"This Tenth World—you saw it. I need someone to manage it. Will you do it?"
Loki blinked, then nearly burst into laughter. A gift from the heavens!
He had no desire to return to Asgard's prison, no wish to face Odin, Thor, or his mother's death.
"It would be my highest honor to serve as administrator of the Tenth World!" Loki said, bowing with exaggerated joy.
Thor: "…"
Saitama waved lazily. "I don't need much. Just handle things here. I don't know how to run it anyway. Do as you see fit."
Then he held up the trembling Aether.
"Oh, right. Can you cut this in half for me?"
Thor and Loki both gaped.
"You… want to split an Infinity Stone?!"
"Why not? It has its own will. If it doesn't, I'll make it," Saitama said matter-of-factly.
The scarlet liquid quivered violently under his stare.
And then—
Before their eyes, the Reality Stone split into two smaller orbs of crimson light, trembling like frightened children in his palm.
Thor and Loki could only stare, dumbstruck.
(End of Chapter)
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