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Drax roared and lunged, his fist crashing into Groot.
Bang!
The poor tree was sent flying, slamming against the alloy wall hard enough to dent it.
"I surrender! I surrender!"
Rocket threw up his paws immediately. Without weapons, he was helpless and chose to save his own skin.
"Coward!" Gamora glared at him coldly.
"You! Baldy!"
Drax, riding high on bloodlust, turned toward Saitama. His fist rose, ready to teach the newcomer a lesson. But if Saitama surrendered like Rocket, maybe he'd let him live.
Saitama yawned. "Me? I'm not with them. I just came here to… experience prison life."
He shrugged and calmly slid past Drax.
Quill: "…"
Rocket: "…"
Gamora: "…"
The prisoners: "…"
Groot: "I am Groot~~"
What?! Came here just to experience prison life?
Drax finally realized—this guy was looking down on him!
"You think I'm weak?! You dare mock me? You'll die!!"
In prison, strength was law. And Drax was no thinker—he acted.
His massive fist swung at the back of Saitama's shiny head.
Boom!
The blow landed with hurricane force, whipping Saitama's cape and shaking nearby inmates.
But… silence followed.
Saitama didn't move. Not even a flinch.
"…What's going on?"
"Was that a fake punch?"
"Kill him already!"
Everyone stared in shock. The fist had connected, but nothing happened.
"You done?"
Saitama slowly turned, dead fish eyes narrowing. His blank face suddenly twisted, veins of irritation crawling across it.
Why the hell did this guy hit his bald head?
Did his baldness offend him? Was it jealousy?
"I… impossible…"
Drax stammered. His strongest punch had done nothing. Rage flared. The crimson lines across his body blazed as his power doubled.
He roared, fist crashing down again.
BOOM!
The alloy floor caved beneath Saitama's feet. The whole prison shook.
Guards cursed from afar. "Damn it! That maniac Drax is at it again! Get the reinforcements!"
Dozens of armed flyers deployed, sirens wailing.
But inside, everyone froze.
Saitama stood there untouched. Not even a scratch—just a little dust on his head.
Drax's eyes bulged.
Impossible! Even Ronan would have died from that strike. Yet this bald man… nothing?!
"You hit me twice already?"
Saitama's gaze flickered, his HUD pulling up stats.
Name: Drax
Category: Destroyer
Intelligence: 1
Strength: 5
Speed: 4
Endurance: 5
Energy: 2
Combat Skills: 3
Justice Value: 1
Note: Once a real estate agent who starved at his desk during an economic crash. His soul crossed into an alien body, becoming the Destroyer.
Saitama blinked. Justice Value 1? Intelligence 1? Basically a dumb bully. A prison boss, nothing more.
But since he struck first—Saitama would respond.
Their eyes met. Drax trembled like prey under a predator's gaze.
"What's he doing? That bald guy's gonna die!"
"Yeah, no one survives against Drax!"
The prisoners jeered, hungry for blood.
"I am the Destroyer, Drax!!" he bellowed, though his hand was still shaking.
Saitama smirked faintly. The sight made Drax's gut clench.
"Try my bald head."
He lowered his head.
Ordinary Headbutt!
(End of Chapter)
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