Chapter 148: What Did You Do to Blast?!!
This transformation lasted for a full dozen or so seconds. During this time, a prisoner came to check the situation after hearing a dull thud on the ground.
"Boss Garou, are you okay? I just heard something fall over here. Did you roll off the bed and hit the ground while sleeping?"
If Puri-Puri Prisoner, as the former dictator of the prison, was an existence loathed and feared by countless inmates, then the newly appeared Boss Garou was their hope for resisting Puri-Puri Prisoner.
Boss Garou possessed formidable strength and could protect them from being ruthlessly ravaged by Puri-Puri Prisoner. It could be said that in the hearts of these prisoners, Garou had almost become a savior-like figure.
No response came from the deathly silent cell. The prisoner swallowed hard and finally decided to muster his courage to investigate.
However, when he approached within ten meters of the cell, a shocking scene occurred.
The prisoner felt as if countless fine needles were piercing his body. The cells inside him seemed to have encountered the most terrifying thing in the world, breaking down and festering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His legs gave way, and the skin across his entire body turned into puddles of mud. He collapsed to the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices, devoid of any breath of life.
Inside the cell, Cosmic Garou slowly stood up. He lowered his head, looked at his strong body covered in black-gold armor, and clenched his fists.
"As expected of the Physical Body I personally created; it is indeed excellent. Combined with the inherent formidable potential of this human, it can already achieve infinite growth."
God raised his head, his Divine Sense scanning the entire planet at extreme speed, quickly locking onto a region where powerful energy fluctuations were constantly erupting.
Found you... God took a step forward, his figure vanishing from the spot in a flicker, leaving only a streak of black light that lingered in the Void for a long time.
The entire prison fell into complete silence the moment God left, with only the dull thuds of bodies collapsing occurring continuously.
All the prisoners had fallen to the ground, their dissolving skin sticking to their zebra-patterned prison uniforms.
After completing his evolution, Cosmic Garou would constantly emit intense cosmic radiation, continuously killing all living organisms in the vicinity.
And now, Cosmic Garou, piloted by God, was about to rush to the battlefield!
...Meanwhile, City Z.
Looking at the mess that was City Z, which had already turned into ruins, Child Emperor couldn't help but frown, sticking out his tongue to lick the lollipop in his hand.
"This is a bit of a problem. Although the disaster was controlled in time and only one city was destroyed, it's still a very significant loss."
Moreover... Child Emperor turned his gaze to see Flashy Flash, Puri-Puri Prisoner, and the heavily injured Metal Bat still lying on the ground, as well as Tanktop Master, who had shrunk into a 1.2-meter dwarf.
Even Tatsumaki, known as the Tornado of Terror, was covered in blood at this moment, having sustained significant injuries.
The losses for the Hero Association this time were nothing short of catastrophic; it could even be said that their vitality was severely damaged.
Fortunately, Mr. King was there; otherwise, the Hero Association might not have just suffered a severe blow to its vitality, but could have been wiped out on the spot!
One must know that according to the intelligence currently on hand, the four Dragon-Level Monsters they had struggled to defeat were merely the subordinates of that God.
And Mr. King, as the strongest man on earth, had actually held back the mastermind, God, all by himself, preventing that unknown entity from making a single move throughout the entire battle.
As expected of the strongest man on earth... Child Emperor felt deep admiration in his heart, his worship of King growing even more.
Without delaying further, he stuffed the lollipop into his mouth and pulled out his computer. His ten fingers tapped out afterimages on the keyboard as he began to rapidly analyze the damage to City Z.
Zombieman sat atop the broken walls and ruins. After the multiple previous explosions, the clothes on his body had long since been blasted away, and that handsome grayish-black trench coat didn't even have a shred left.
With no other choice, he somehow produced a pair of dust-covered pants. Bare-chested and lacking any sense of decorum, he silently smoked in the wind.
Superalloy Darkshine stroked the missing chunk of muscle on his forearm, a hint of heartache showing in his eyes.
To think that Monster had gouged out so much muscle this time; how long would it take to train and get it back! Oh, my muscles!
Now that his mind had evolved, Darkshine would not lose his self-confidence just because of a minor injury.
He would constantly look for areas where the opponent was weaker than him and use that for comparison to boost his own confidence.
Tanktop Master, meanwhile, went up to a still-intact piece of rubble, spreading his arms and gripping it tightly.
With a loud shout, his muscles surged with power, and the remaining three-quarters of the building were easily hoisted onto his shoulders.
"Hmm, although my muscle size seems to have shrunk a lot, my Physical Body hasn't weakened too much. This is the power of the Tanktop!"
Everyone relaxed, or rather, everyone was waiting for two outcomes.
The outcome of Mr. King's battle against the mastermind, God.
And the outcome of the S-Class Rank 1 Blast's battle against the opponent's strongest Dragon-Level Monster, Diamond Sperm.
As long as the two of them won, everything would be settled.
Suddenly, a massive pressure that made all the S-Class Heroes' hearts sink descended abruptly, as if ten-thousand-fathom divine mountains were pressing down on them.
The gazes of all the S-Class Heroes simultaneously turned toward a seemingly ordinary wasteland, their eyes filled with intense shock.
What's going on?!
A rift slowly tore open in the space above the empty ground, and a radiant figure burning with golden flames stepped out leisurely. He scanned everyone present, a kindly smile appearing on his face:
"Not bad, you're all gathered here. Saves me the trouble of looking for you one by one."
The lollipop in Child Emperor's mouth was instantly crushed. Countless high-tech weapons popped out of the small backpack on his back, and his pupils constricted instantly.
This guy!
Zombieman pulled out his two specially-made pistols from somewhere, their dark muzzles aimed at the newly appeared Sun Sperm, his gaze full of solemnity.
Looking at that familiar form, could it be?!
Tatsumaki's face turned pale, veins throbbing on her forehead. That delicate face was gradually replaced by a look of ferocity and disbelief:
"You damn bastard! What did you do to Blast?!!"
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