I am the savior, do you have any objection?

Oga unleashed his full power without reservation; their mere clash created a lightning storm stretching for several kilometers. This was a result of Oga pushing his limits to the limit.

The bald man's fist alone sent the wind soaring into the sky, directly destroying the clouds and even the ozone layer above. The terrifying force only stopped when it blasted into the matter-free space of space.

Cosmic radiation shone directly down from that hundred-meter-wide hole.

“Johnny!” Oga’s intuition told him that his men were being slaughtered en masse!

Neither of them suffered any damage in the exchange of blows. The protective power of those with strong magnetic fields is greatly weakened outside the atmosphere. For this reason, even if they are not protecting the Earth, some powerful individuals will go to space for their final battles.

After all, it's extremely difficult to kill top experts in an environment suitable for those with strong magnetic fields.

Knowing that the bald man couldn't fly, Oga struck him, sending him crashing into the sea and creating a massive wave. Then, he turned and looked towards where the white-haired man was.

He could sense that Haihu was approaching this location.

"Since Hell dared to fight four against one back then, I refuse to believe I can't do it too!"

Oga turned around and tried to pounce on the first man.

However, he underestimated the bald man.

Where the towering waves had just been created, even more terrifying eddies and tsunamis surged, causing even warships controlled by tens of thousands of powerful warriors to lose their stability and be overturned and swallowed by the raging waves.

And the bald man took to the sky again.

That's right, just now Saitama slapped the ocean with both hands and used the unparalleled momentum to return again.

"Wuji Zhenchan!" Oga was enraged by the bald man's sudden attack once again.

Using his ultimate move with all his might, this move, which he mastered by comprehending the Buddha statue, contains the secret of reflecting the enemy's power back.

Once again, Oga raised his fist at Saitama.

Saitama also threw a series of punches.

In an instant, a hundred strikes were delivered; the magnetic storm of powerful beings clashing occurred once again.

Such power was beyond the bald man's ability to protect; his yellow robes, white cloak, and cheap gloves vanished along with them.

All that's left of Saitama is his muscular body.

Despite his disheveled state, Saitama wore an expression he had never shown before.

That expression would probably shock even longtime friends.

It was a genuine laugh, with teeth clenched and corners of the mouth turned up.

Reading newspapers, reading comics, eating hot pot, and winning big in the lunchbox grabbing contest—many people have seen his smile.

But the laughter that appears in life is different from the laughter we see now.

Not because of any happy reason, but because of pain.

Because he felt pain.

It was a feeling he himself couldn't remember the last time he had experienced.

He had thought that nothing in the world could give him this feeling.

But he realized he was wrong. The power that could only shatter a few planets in an instant was used by the person in front of him at his peak to bombard his weaknesses. The power that could be amplified into a sky-devouring light cannon was concentrated into a single point, and the person even seized the one-hundredth of a second of relaxation in his muscles after he threw the punch!

It's about making yourself feel pain, making yourself want to rub the spot where you were hit.

That's right, for the bald man, this power can only be described as average. The truly powerful one is the person, the one who uses this power. And if it continues, he might feel even more pain, or even the excruciating pain of his body being dismembered.

Baldy has never shouted out any move names since his fight with Oga.

There's no such thing as a regular punch or a serious series, because when facing an enemy who can inflict pain on him, every move he makes is his seriousness, absolute seriousness.

"I am so happy."

Saitama's fist carried his inner feelings, which Oga could clearly sense.

"Really? Can fighting bring happiness? I've never thought so." Oga also channeled his will into his fist.

Yes, perhaps fighting is something that brings pleasure to the strong, and Oga can definitely feel that pleasure too.

Unfortunately, every battle in his life was filled with too many missions, too many burdens, and too many people to kill and too many people to protect.

This made the killer whale very unhappy, extremely unhappy!

"Damn bald guy! You're the one who makes me really unhappy!"

Nine hundred and ninety-three thousand horses! Whales reign supreme!

Nine hundred and ninety-three thousand five hundred horses! Whale-Slaying Overlord Fist!

Nine hundred and ninety-four thousand! Vacuum blade!

Chapter 365 You bastard, where are you?

Becoming stronger, and stronger still.

Saitama could feel that each of Oga's punches was several times stronger than the last.

Just as he lives between heaven and earth, he becomes several times stronger each day than he was the day before.

He also knew that if he had faced Oga with the power of 994,000 horses a few months ago, he would probably have been defeated and killed.

I want to, I really want to, unleash all my power without reservation.

However, if that were the case, even without touching the surface, the planet would likely be shattered by the aftershocks of their battle.

After all, even a planet thousands of times larger than Earth is no match for the aftershocks of a powerful force.

"Let's go to space."

During a break in their fight, as Oga paused to catch his breath, the bald man pointed to the sky.

"No!"

Oga refused.

He's here now to buy time, to make one last desperate attempt to keep his promise.

With just a breath, Oga had returned to his peak condition.

Even because of his equal... no! Oga had discovered that although the bald man's use of power was poor, the actual force carried in a single punch was already greater than his own! But it was precisely because of fighting this peculiar powerhouse that Oga was able to focus everything on the source of his own power.

If it is just pure force, it is nothing in front of a magnetic field master who can manipulate the microscopic realm. If the magnetic field is not involved, microwaves and other destructive forces can be easily changed by simply changing the direction of the force.

The power was simply too strong, so strong that Oga suspected it could shatter a star with a single punch, so strong that even if Oga tried to neutralize it beforehand, he would still have to fight it with all his might.

His body was so hard that it was harder than any of the hardest substances in the universe that Oga knew of. It was so hard that Oga began to observe the bald man's body structure at a microscopic level and changed his own body in his direction.

If it weren't for the mysterious power within the bald man, and if it were just pure physical strength, Oga's output wouldn't be any less than his when Oga completely copied his body.

This is the power that comes from altering the structure of matter—powerful enough to transcend scales and confront opponents with terrifying strength.

"It's not up to you."

The bald man also displayed a rare domineering attitude.

I want to go to space and fight with all my might. If you don't agree, then I'll send you to space!

The next round of fighting has begun.

However, even if Oga could maintain his position for a long time without being knocked off Earth by the bald man, he would never be able to fight four opponents at once, as he claimed.

While Oga and Saitama were fighting, the white-haired man and Kerry had already arrived at Blue Dream Corporation's homeland after the nuclear explosion.

The wailing alarms, the rout of company employees, and the screaming, panicked civilians running around in disarray.

The former headquarters of the New York-based Blue Dream Corporation is now a collection of steel ruins.

only……

"No, Kerry. Do you have any trace of the second son?"

"No."

Kerry, far away in Washington, flicked the ear off the president in front of him.

In this era, Blue Dream Company still has national and governmental agencies, but the president can only be an employee of Blue Dream Company.

In less than half a minute, the two had turned the entire Blue Dream Company building, both above and below ground, upside down.

They discovered countless hidden technologies and documents belonging to the Blue Dream Company.

They've even found the blueprints for Dream Creators 1 through 11. The only thing missing is the original data for the Second Male Path, though that's probably stored in Lan Mengmeng's brain computer.

But I didn't see Shiro Cinan or the darkness.

Not only did these two not participate in the battle, but their mothers were also nowhere to be seen. Both of them had been mind-reading countless employees of the Blue Dream Company.

These guys are so bad they have no idea about Shiro Cinan and the Darkness. The really good ones just shut down their brains and exploded after being read by the Dream Creator, leaving no trace.

Abnormal, extremely abnormal.

The unusual behavior made the white-haired man wonder if the two had run away together.

"Could it be that the second son was somehow rendered unconscious and then taken away?"

Otherwise, given his personality, there's no way he would have gone to their door and then not shown up.

“Never mind these people for now, let’s go find your brother first,” Kerry replied immediately.

Kerry also sensed something was wrong.

Bai Cinan would never back down from a fight, even if he knew he was no match for his enemy. If he were to back down when his enemy came knocking, his Heavenly Martial Killing Path would probably shatter his Dao Heart.

On the other side, as if they had joined a group chat, their aerial communication was overheard by Haihu, who had single-handedly broken through the Blue Dream Company's fleet.

The two men were indifferent to everything, but Haihu couldn't stand seeing these dilapidated ships launching nuclear-powered cannons into the sea.

I wonder what he felt when he saw his son's nuclear bomb turn the ocean into a giant pearl.

"The second son is not here."

Haihu's voice suddenly rang in their ears.

Then Haihu closed his eyes, trying to sense with his bloodline.

The location of Bai Cinan was hidden using the highest technology of Blue Dream Company, with not only layers of power suppression devices but also countless obstacles, which made it impossible for even Haihu to find Cinan's location.

I can only vaguely sense that it's probably not the continent in front of me.

We are at a loss right now.

It's pointless to massacre members of Blue Dream Corporation's territory or to take over its government.

It was like punching cotton.

As long as the strong survive, it's meaningless to seize their territory.

"Father, Kerry, we can't find the second son, what should we do?"

It's good that Bai Cinan doesn't act arbitrarily; he immediately asked the other two for their opinions.

"I don't know. Father is only going to other places to see if he can find the second son by means of bloodline."

The tiger gave a brilliant answer: "I don't know." Then it rode off on its tiger shark.

Kerry, on the other hand, grabbed the head of a person with a magnetic field strength of 15 horsepower and sucked it in.

He answered while inhaling the elixir of life.

"I have an idea, why don't you go back to heaven and then livestream your sexual encounter with Lan Tongtong to the whole world!"

You know, no matter what, the second son still cherishes this woman. As long as that's the case, no matter what tricks he plays, he should come out.

The white-haired man was stunned when he heard what Kerry said.

Damn, why does that sound so familiar?

Then the first man realized what was happening.

"Kerry, stop meddling in things that only Blue Dream likes. Should we take over American territory now, or look for the Second Man? Give me an answer!" The First Man's voice rang in Kerry's ear.

"If these two are still not seen, they must be up to something. I suggest we go and besiege Oga together. As long as we kill him quickly, even if the second son and the darkness cause some trouble, once Oga is dead, with Saitama and your father's help, they won't be able to make any waves."

“This… but, Oga and Saitama…”

The first man is being nagging again!

"Although you are already quite good, the battle of the strongest is not something you can interfere with. You will come with me to find the second son." Haihu's voice came again.