Without the slightest hesitation, Saitama-san leapt forward, throwing himself into the dark vortex that gaped like a monster's maw!
In an instant—his world flipped upside down. All outside sound and light vanished completely, replaced by darkness so thick it felt solid, along with a nauseating aura of pure evil. A powerful twisting force tore at his body. Space had lost all meaning here—direction was utterly scrambled. There was no ground beneath his feet, only some constantly flowing stream of dark energy that radiated an icy chill.
"Whoa, it's pretty spacious in here," Saitama-san muttered, forcing himself to steady his posture. He looked around—nothing but endless darkness and warped, shifting shadows.
But the dead silence didn't last.
Within the darkness, countless pairs of eyes—crimson, ghostly green, and corpse-white—snapped open all at once, accompanied by skin-crawling screeches and wet, crawling sounds. Dark energy surged and condensed, forming horrific monsters of all shapes as they lunged at the intruder!
The first to strike was a massive octopus-like beast. It had no true body—made entirely of thick, sticky black energy. Dozens of suction-cup-covered tentacles whipped out like lashes, tearing the air with shrieking cracks. Corrosive black slime dripped from them.
"Takoyaki?" Saitama-san tilted his head. Facing tentacles that could shatter a tank, he casually threw a punch.
Pshhk!
No earth-shaking explosion. The giant energy octopus popped like a punctured balloon, bursting into scattered black smoke. But the smoke didn't fade—instead it rapidly reformed into several smaller, faster canine-shaped monsters, fangs bared, pouncing again.
At the same time, a sharp tearing sound came from his side.
A humanoid monster—its body twisted and warped, skin like rotting tree bark, reeking of heavy sulfur—swung claws made of bone and dark energy, slashing viciously toward Saitama-san's back. Its eyes were two flickering flames of sickly green.
"Serious Series: Serious Table Flip!" Saitama-san was starting to get annoyed.
He spun around sharply. His right fist moved too fast for the eye to track—he didn't punch the target directly. Instead, he threw a brutally violent blast of punch wind!
BOOOOOOM—!
Where the punch wind swept through, space seemed carved into a vacuum trench. The lunging canine monsters and the humanoid one didn't even have time to scream before the pure storm of force shredded them completely—erased so thoroughly they couldn't even reform.
But that was only the beginning.
The dark vortex seemed enraged. More monsters poured in from every direction—bloated worm-beasts covered in pus sacs that spewed acid; flying wraiths made from countless screaming heads; skeleton warriors wearing decayed armor and wielding massive bone blades… They were all different shapes, but they shared one thing: pure malice and destruction, surging toward Saitama-san like a tidal wave.
Saitama-san's figure flickered and flashed through the warped space at high speed. His moves were plain and simple—straight punches, hooks, uppercuts. But every strike carried power that could split mountains and churn seas.
"Serious Series: Serious Punching!" he barked, both fists turning into a blur of afterimages.
Bangbangbangbangbang————!!
Dense impacts erupted like rainfall. Any monster that came close—energy body or half-solid, huge or small—instantly collapsed, vaporized under those ordinary-looking fists. Black energy fragments and shredded remains scattered like a downpour, then were dragged away by the vortex's pull.
(End of Chapter)
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