Chapter 138: Damn it, I can't hurt him at all!!
The confidence on Darkshine's face grew more radiant. He once again struck a pose as if looking up at a great mountain, the muscles on his body arranged neatly like blocks of rock:
"Since Mr. King held back that God fellow on his own, creating an opportunity for us to take down these subordinates of God one by one, we have to work hard!"
However, because his own muscles blocked his field of vision, Darkshine didn't see the state of his forearm.
Tatsumaki frowned. A Psychic Power shield appeared on her body to prevent blood from splashing onto her face, and she couldn't help but speak up:
"Hey... big guy, stop showing off your muscles for a second. Can you stop the bleeding on your arm first? Your blood is spraying everywhere!"
"Huh? Is it?"
After Tatsumaki's reminder, Darkshine suddenly felt a bit of pain in his arm, a burning sensation coming from his forearm.
He looked down, then raised his head again, but the confidence on his face had vanished without a trace.
His originally dark face gradually turned pale, completely losing its color.
As everyone knows, when a person suffers a serious injury, the brain first automatically blocks the pain and secretes a large amount of adrenaline in the body.
Right after a serious injury, one often doesn't feel pain immediately. Only after the adrenaline and the brain's pain-suppressing effects gradually dissipate does the pain manifest.
Seeing a large chunk of muscle gouged out of his forearm and catching a glimpse of his pale bone exposed to the air, Darkshine's pupils shook, and he staggered back two steps.
Noticing that Darkshine's state was off, Tatsumaki reached out to steady his body as he nearly fell, her tone somewhat puzzled:
"What's wrong, big guy? It's just a small wound. Or is that guy's claws poisonous?"
But that shouldn't be right. I have claw marks on my back too; there shouldn't be any toxin.
Darkshine's breathing became increasingly heavy. Looking at the bleeding wound, he let out a high-pitched scream like a girl:
"AAAAAAAAAH!! My muscles are injured!! Such a big wound!!"
It's over. My invincible muscles have been broken. My muscles are no longer indestructible.
As his self-confidence vanished, the image of perfect muscles in Darkshine's heart shattered. He lost his Battle Intent like a punctured ball, and his massive body curled up.
Seeing this, Tatsumaki was stunned. She clearly hadn't expected Darkshine's heart to be so fragile.
She scratched her curly green hair irritably, not knowing how to comfort this emotionally wounded big guy for a moment.
After all, no one had ever comforted Tatsumaki when she was sad, so she didn't know how to follow suit.
Forget it. With this big guy's own defense, he shouldn't take any damage on the entire battlefield. I'll just leave him be for now.
After calling out to him a few times and seeing Darkshine still burying his head in his strong arms like an ostrich, Tatsumaki gave up. She grabbed Homeless Emperor and flew towards Child Emperor and the others.
Seeing Tatsumaki fly away, Darkshine's trembling hand touched the gouged-out flesh, feeling the intense pain from the wound. His face grew even paler.
Just then, he suddenly thought of something, and his previous panic gradually faded.
Miss Tatsumaki also took a claw attack from that Monster.
I also took a claw attack from that Monster.
Miss Tatsumaki couldn't finish off that Cat-type Monster while taking the claw attack.
But while I was being attacked by the claws, I slammed that Cat-type Monster until it was half-dead.
Therefore... Me > Miss Tatsumaki!!
(T/N: ABSOLUTE LOGIC!!!!!)
Thinking of this, the unease in Darkshine's heart gradually faded, replaced by a newly established confidence. His strong muscles once again emitted a gleaming light.
So what if I'm a little injured! My muscles won't become weak just because of an injury! Who doesn't get hurt in a fight! This is the passion a real man should have!
Darkshine regained his motivation, and a confident smile once again appeared on his face... inside the protective shield.
Seeing that Homeless Emperor, who had been covering the entire field with infinite firepower, was finally taken down, Child Emperor breathed a long sigh of relief and deactivated the shield along with Drive Knight.
Fortunately, that weird uncle was defeated by Big Sis Tatsumaki... otherwise, the shield's energy would have run out... The moment the shield was deactivated, Atomic Samurai, who had been sitting on the ground doing nothing, looked delighted. His figure turned into an afterimage as he charged straight out, holding his long sword and rushing toward the two Dragon-Level Executives still in combat, Gums and Fuhrer Ugly.
As the s-class rank 4 Swordmaster, he had been incredibly frustrated this time. As a representative figure of high attack and low defense, he had been forced to hide inside the shield because of Homeless Emperor's fire coverage.
Now, Gums and Fuhrer Ugly had to face the long-suppressed wrath of the Swordmaster.
Seeing Atomic Samurai charging forward so excitedly, Child Emperor popped another lollipop into his mouth. Feeling the sweetness, he couldn't help but complain:
"It looks like Uncle Atomic has been suppressed beyond limits for a long time. The way he's going out to slash Monsters now makes him look like one of those perverted creeps."
Drive Knight only briefly noted Atomic Samurai's movements before looking away. He turned his gaze to the three behind him, a calm mechanical voice sounding from his mouth:
"Let's leave the battle to Atomic Samurai and the others for now. How should we handle these three casualties?"
..."Ugly Face-Breaking Punch!"
A massive fist slammed violently into the ground, kicking up rolling airwaves. The surface emitted a deafening roar as if struck by a meteorite, instantly shattering into debris.
By now, Fuhrer Ugly was so angry he was losing his mind. His massive fists swung so fast they almost left afterimages, continuously smashing toward the human in front of him.
Damn it! Damn it! Why can't I hit him! Why is it that even when I clearly touch him, I can't land a hit!!
Fuhrer Ugly's frustration reached its peak. Every punch felt like hitting cotton. He clearly aimed his fist at that human, but it would inexplicably smash into the ground nearby.
Facing the fist that was large enough to block his vision, Bang's expression remained unchanged. His raised hands flowed with a pale blue glow, like a trickling stream.
Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist!
His calloused human palms collided with Fuhrer Ugly's massive fist, but instead of creating a violent shockwave, it was as gentle as flowing water.
Bang simply shifted his body slightly, and Fuhrer Ugly's fist was redirected by that mysterious force, smashing into the ground nearby once again.
Looking at the other's terrifying body which was nearly a hundred meters tall, Fuhrer Ugly felt helpless, but Bang was equally uncomfortable.
Damn it, I can't hurt this guy at all!!
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