Can you block this punch that took billions of years of effort?

But... won.

"I won!!"

Haru staggered to his feet and leaned his back against a car with a deformed shell, then slowly slid to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"Haru! You're amazing! You actually beat this monster!"

Kono Akio ran over with a look of surprise on his face, and complimented Haru profusely, kicking Linga's arm twice in disgust.

"I knew you were the strongest warrior! To show my apology, I am willing to donate all my assets to your village!"

"..."

Haru stared at him blankly, his lips moving slightly but no sound came out.

At this time, onlookers also gathered together with expressions of admiration on their faces. There was even a child holding a drawing board with graffiti on it and squeezed out of the crowd and came timidly to him.

"Can you sign an autograph for me? Write 'The Strongest Warrior in the World'."

"…The strongest? Me?"

Haru shifted his gaze to the child's face, then looked in the direction of Linga, but was already blocked by the crowd.

It seemed that after the defeat, he was no longer taken seriously by the whole world and had lost the qualifications to be feared.

But how is this possible?

Suddenly, Haru thought of something.

I closed my eyes silently, tears streaming down my face.

He bit his lips and uttered a silent whisper from his throat.

"That's it."

"Is it...a dream?"

……

outside world.

The struggle died down at some point.

The onlookers slowly gathered around, looking in silence at the man who, even though he had lost consciousness, was still standing straight in front of the linga, with his fist raised, and they couldn't help but stand in awe.

"Haru-Haruo?!"

Akio Kono also sneaked back.

Maybe he knew that even if he ran away he would not be able to completely stay out of it, so he might as well just explain things clearly so that he could sleep peacefully.

"What did you call him?"

Linga glanced at the dwarf, and the fierce light in his eyes was terrifying.

"Haru! I call him Lord Haru... No, Lord Haru!"

Kono Akio shuddered, stood up straight and answered loudly.

Linga was too lazy to argue with him and said casually: "You will clean up the mess here. If you wake up tomorrow morning, let Haru come to find me. Remember to bring weapons."

"Ah? Uh, I see!"

Kono Akio was stunned for a moment and quickly responded, but after Linga left, he looked at Haru in shock.

"You're still alive even though you're in this state?"

Return to the hotel lobby.

As soon as Linga entered, he saw Yang Nai and the others, holding towels and water in their hands.

"Is that man dead?"

"Who knows."

"What a surprise! I thought you guys would kill him right away after you guys used your strongest blows against each other. After all, that punch from the other party was so thrilling that even we, the bystanders, were shocked."

"How could a mere punch that kills a bear have any effect on me? On the contrary, the punch I hit him on the chin probably didn't even react to it."

Seeing Linga with a towel covering his head and drinking water, Yang Nai asked curiously, "You mentioned the dream just now... Did you hypnotize him?"

"Haru can't beat me. His last bit of fighting spirit is doomed to die. It would be too much of an eyesore to have only Kono Haruo left in the world, but it would be a pity to kill him, and I can't lose to him on purpose."

"So as a greeting gift to the 'younger generation', let's give him a dream, where he can chase the victory that doesn't exist in reality."

Linga said calmly.

At the moment when the victory was decided, he used hypnosis.

In reality, he won.

The win was no surprise.

But in a dream.

It’s hard to say.

With Haru's desire to survive, he will probably have a "good dream".

But failure and victory.

Neither of these is what a warrior should pursue.

What we should really pay attention to is the power that determines victory or defeat.

Tasting both of these feelings at the same time, Haru's body and mind are undergoing a devastating baptism. If he cannot see through this, he will become a vegetable.

Forever immersed in dreams, he continues to be tortured by the contradictions and conflicts brought about by the two different concepts of "Haruo Kono" and "Haru".

on the other hand.

If you can see through this, wake up, accept everything about yourself, walk the same path as Linga, and understand the essence of this way of life.

There will be one more monster-level strongman in the world.

This is the linga.

The multiple-choice questions he gave people were like throwing a young bird off a cliff. If it could fly, it would live; if it couldn't, it would die.

Behind seemingly merciful actions there is a deeper meaning as cold and cruel as nature.

Kusakabe Asako, who didn't know this yet, couldn't help but sigh: "Linga, you are so gentle."

Primitive people join the game: 48. Little brother Haru

Click.

On the rooftop, Agutani suddenly exerted force with his hands that were placed on the concrete retaining wall and actually dug out a large piece. His five fingers clenched into a fist and he let go of his hands after a long time, leaving only a little dust floating around.

Such terrifying finger and grip strength are not innate strength, but are provided by the latest exoskeleton armor on the body.

But even so, it was not enough to kill the "great sin" in his eyes - the linga.

Even Kono Haruo may not win!

If this continues, when will absolute justice be achieved?

"Justice is the strongest, so we must have power that matches it..."

Recalling the tragic experience a month ago when he was killed instantly by the newly awakened linga and then hung up like dried bacon until the arrival of the Ground Self-Defense Force and he was rescued along with other people, Akoya was extremely angry but his mind was clear.

It can only be said that in the face of such a powerful force, even such an extreme and almost crazy "messenger of justice" must accept the cruel reality.

Because violence is pure.

At this moment, Akoya also wishes to possess enough violence to defeat the entire world on his own.

Only in this way can we defeat Linga, the source of evil that has brought great panic to the world and hindered the progress of mankind in the past, and the hidden danger that may cause the collapse of order and justice at any time.

But Linga's actions also proved that as long as one possesses this kind of power, one can carry out one's own will.

There is no injustice, no oppression, no bullying, no dark plots...

A world without evil is a world of justice.

To create this world with my own hands.

Aguya was willing to pay any price.

Not to mention martyrdom, he had already decided to commit suicide on the day when the new world was rebuilt, because fighting evil with evil means that he himself is also evil.

Evil should not exist.

"Hui Shan... the battle data and video footage have been transmitted back. I will continue tracking. The rest is up to you."

After saying that, he turned off the built-in communication device, took a deep look at the badly damaged street, and turned and left.

"...Once the 'Anti-Linga Armor' is created, this will all end."

……

Night falls.

Linga sat on the sofa in a bathrobe and called the system.

"…It seems to have nothing to do with the battle."

He looked at the unchanging number of days on the light screen and couldn't help falling into deep thought.

Ever since he discovered in the morning that the system sleep countdown had been significantly shortened, Linga began to pay attention to this matter, wanting to find out the pattern and allow the system to recover as soon as possible.

This requires a lot of attempts.

Apparently, the fight with Haru had no effect on that.

If it's not a battle... then what is the real rule?

Is the plan to revive Tyrannosaurus Rex progressing?

Or conquer a country?

Or did the system accidentally collect some energy that he didn't understand?

Like emotions and stuff like that?

Just as Linga was thinking, a pair of white and delicate arms wrapped around his neck. Although it was very intimate and ambiguous, due to the size difference between the two, it felt more like a playful and cute daughter attacking her father from behind while he was reading a newspaper.

But this is even worse.

"It's rare to see you sitting there in a daze. Did today's opponent remind you of the past?"

Yang Nai put her head on Linga's shoulder and whispered to him. She had just finished bathing and exuded a mixed fragrance that even ordinary people could smell.

Quite amazing.

It's definitely not just the smell of shower gel or perfume oil. If I have to say it... it's the phantom smell brought about by the super-feminine temptation.

"Come to think of it~ I haven't heard you mention your experience before. It's been so complicated, but I just remembered it now... Well, this is probably because we have only been together for a short time, but we feel like old acquaintances~ Is there really such a thing as reincarnation in this world?"

At first it was just a habitual joke, but the more Yang Nai talked, the more suspicious he became.

It seems that Linga also mentioned attraction before.

"I am certainly not ignorant of you."

Linga meant something.

Hearing this, Yang Nai was slightly startled, but before she could start to have wild thoughts, Linga grabbed her arm and pulled her against him.

"You have more important things to do than be curious about my past experiences."

"..."

Yangno sighed.

There is no need to look down, the information fed back by the body has already drawn the conclusion.

She was now sitting on the crater of a volcano.

The incredible heat was like a branding iron, and even clothes as thick as the bed the Princess and the Pea slept in could not stop the heat from penetrating.

Its hardness is comparable to that of rocks that are difficult to melt.

The reason for sighing was not because he was resisting something happening with Linga, but because he felt sorry for his future courses.

But there is nothing we can do about it.