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When Boros' severed arm regenerated in the blink of an eye, like time reversing itself, every advanced civilization watching reassessed him.
This wasn't mere reassembly.
It was raw flesh evolving at hyperspeed.
Even beings like Kaisa or Morgana had never mastered such ability.
And somewhere, Morgana's greed ignited. If that power could be hers…
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In the world of Dragon Ball.
"So awesome!!!"
Goku's eyes blazed with excitement as he watched Saitama and Boros collide.
Even without Super Saiyan, he knew the gap between them was enormous.
But the Saiyan blood in him roared. He wanted to charge in and throw a punch.
Far away, Vegeta's eyes burned with prideful fury.
No one stands above him. Not even cosmic monsters.
And in another corner of the universe, Frieza narrowed his eyes at Boros' image.
"'Cosmic Overlord' may be exaggerated… but a specimen like that? His race would fetch an astronomical price."
In his cold, calculating mind, the mighty Boros was nothing more than the ultimate "product" waiting to be packaged and sold.
…[Scene Focus]
At the heart of a cataclysmic explosion, amidst roaring flames, a lone, bare figure cut through the inferno like a ghost—unscathed, untouchable.
Behind him, a streak of blue pursued relentlessly—Boros, bloodied and raging. The two collided like runaway comets, breaking free from the fiery cage at speeds that surpassed light itself!
A fated battle beyond gods, shaking the cosmos!
Punch!
Another punch!
Boros's attacks raged like an apocalyptic storm, each strike pushing him to his absolute limit. Yet Saitama stood firm, unflinching, like a colossal rock weathering a hurricane.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The deafening clash of energy reverberated across the battlefield.
Their movements became blurs of lightning, every impact vaporizing the matter around them. Even the so-called indestructible Dark Matter ship couldn't withstand their power—its armor shredded, torn, and crumbled like paper beneath a hurricane.
The two warriors briefly separated, landing with the weight of mountains.
Boros threw his head back and laughed, a manic, pent-up exhilaration radiating from every syllable.
"Not bad at all!!!"
"You really are strong!!!"
"Saitama!! You're the first opponent who's pushed me—Boros—to fight without holding anything back, to truly savor the battle!!!"
Blood clung to the torn corner of his mouth, yet the light in his single eye no longer screamed destruction—it burned with pure, unadulterated lust for combat.
The prophecy… it was all true. He had finally found the fated rival who could break him free from the loneliness of invincibility.
Whether in videos or on the battlefield of the One Punch Man world, Boros's eye blazed with a fanatic obsession for the man named Saitama.
"SAITAMA!!!"
With a roar like thunder, energy beyond limit erupted violently from him, surging toward the sky!
The surrounding light twisted violently, space itself warping as particles swirled and converged. Blue arcs of lightning boiled across his body, his power skyrocketing at a suffocating rate. The pressure he radiated was absolute.
Before his chest, a massive, despair-inducing blue sphere began to take form, siphoning energy from the universe itself.
"This… is the Collapsing Star Roar Cannon! The ultimate release of all the energy I've stored within me!!"
Even a mere brush of the residual blast against a normal enemy would reduce them to vapor, leaving nothing behind.
Crackling lightning split the air, which thickened under the oppressive force. Every breath felt strangled, as if invisible hands were choking the life out of the world itself.
In the next instant, a towering column of deep blue light solidified in Boros's grasp and shot forward at the speed of light, carrying the destructive power to annihilate a planet.
Thunder roared, lightning danced, and devastation swept everything in its path.
The energy leaking from the blast ignited the Dark Matter ship behind him. Instruments melted in a blazing inferno, and the massive A-class mothership trembled violently, like a beast on the brink of collapse.
Even without striking directly, the peak aura Boros unleashed sent tremors of fear into the souls of countless powerful beings across the multiverse. This was a true cosmic overlord, a living calamity, a harbinger of annihilation.
The cross-shaped beam of death consumed Saitama in an instant. Boom! The sound was like a planet shattering.
Blinding white light swallowed the world, the sky reduced to emptiness. Shockwaves spread like the primordial storms of creation, instantly clearing every cloud from the atmosphere.
The sonic boom fractured space itself. The hundreds-of-kilometers-long warship disintegrated into dust, its alien crew vaporized without even a scream.
The heavens shuddered under a weight they were never meant to bear.
…[Across the Universe]
Silence. The kind of silence that stretches across countless dimensions.
In the One Piece world, even the Five Elders, the mysterious Imu, the Emperors, and the Navy were rendered speechless. The instantaneous destruction of a massive vessel far exceeded anything their human comprehension could grasp.
Legendary weapons capable of world destruction were toys compared to this cannon.
It wasn't just One Piece.
In Naruto, the Five Kage and Akatsuki froze. In Bleach, the Gotei 13 and the Espada couldn't move. In Katekyo Hitman Reborn, the Vongola bosses were paralyzed. In Seven Deadly Sins, the Ten Commandments couldn't react. All the top-tier forces across worlds sat frozen, staring at the screens.
Boros's blast radiated a pure, lethal essence, and even through a screen, the chill of death could be felt.
…[Naruto World]
"Is… this really possible for a living being?" Raikage A, staring at the expanding mushroom cloud, was utterly stunned.
"Even a chakra cannon meant to destroy the moon could never reach this level of purification!"
The moon in question was a massive sealing technique, not a real planet. Boros's attack, by contrast, had true planet-level destructive potential. The gap was staggering.
"With this kind of power… my Dust Release… is nothing but a joke!" Tsuchikage Onoki, the old master who could break matter down to atoms, felt a bitter sting of doubt and numbness. His precision was nothing compared to the sweeping, atomic-level annihilation Boros unleashed.
They couldn't help but reflect: had the path of the ninja been wrong from the very start?
They had seen magic-wielding youths, Soul Reapers swinging Zanpakutō, humans defying physics with raw strength, and now a cosmic overlord. The common thread? All of them had bodies of unimaginable durability. Ninjas, by contrast, were bound by mortal flesh. Once chakra ran out, even a single kunai could be lethal.
…[One Piece World]
"This is amazing!!! So cool!" Luffy's eyes sparkled with excitement. He wasn't seeing destruction—he saw the ultimate thrill, the pure romance of power.
"I wanna fight them!!"
Thwack! Luffy's head got slammed hard. Usopp had somehow pulled out his custom hammer, tears and snot streaming down his terrified face.
"What are you thinking, Luffy?! Wake up!"
"That's a monster we could never touch!!!"
Usopp's voice cracked in panic. From the moment Boros gathered that terrifying energy, he'd been frozen in fear. Now, hearing his captain talk about challenging such a cosmic calamity, he nearly fainted.
"If we went up there, we'd die instantly!!" His wails echoed across the Going Merry.
…[Super-Cosmic Angelic Civilization]
The battle between Boros and Saitama had drawn the attention of the angelic civilization to its peak.
Not all angels had the privileges of Keisha or Angel Yan. Most were second-generation divine bodies, while third-generation forms formed the backbone of their civilization. Boros's regeneration, nearing or surpassing third-generation levels, demanded even the proudest angels take him seriously.
"This individual, called Saitama, has unfathomable strength," said Queen Angel Keisha, calm yet serious.
"However, his understanding of justice is still vague. If we could bring him into the angelic system, he could become the strongest vanguard in enforcing order across the universe."
Angel Yan and the elite angels exchanged astonished glances. The Queen was assessing the bald man as possessing such incredible potential.
Though Saitama had mostly been on the defensive, the angels' advanced data analysis could deduce—even without direct video feed—that Saitama's strength exceeded Boros's. Otherwise, Boros's arm would never have been torn apart so easily. And Boros's planet-shattering cannon could not possibly have harmed Saitama. To survive against a force capable of rivaling third-generation divine bodies and remain untouched—that was beyond comprehension.
"As for Boros," Keisha's voice turned icy, "he must be purged completely. Such a pure destructive force brings nothing but catastrophe. It is our duty to eliminate this evil. And mark my words, Boros's genetic potential has already drawn Morgana's attention. We cannot allow demons to obtain this power and grow stronger!!!"
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