The golden figure moved at the exact same moment Natasha's daggers left her hands, as if there were an unspoken, absolute understanding between them.
Saitama abandoned all the afterimages created by his high-speed movement.
In the instant when glue, shield, and daggers combined to create a perfect opportunity, he shot out like a meteor breaking free from the shackles of space itself.
His target could not have been clearer—the dark-red energy core point at the back of the monster's neck, which had just instinctively tightened and stalled for a moment in response to Natasha's attack!
His body was almost parallel to the ground. Borrowing the momentum he had built up from his earlier high-speed movement, he turned himself into a human-shaped missile.
There was no whistling wind, no roaring energy wave—only the absolute pressure that came from a speed so great it exceeded the threshold of human vision.
A fist carrying nothing but simple, pure intent drove straight toward that core node where deadly energy of purple-black and dark-red intertwined.
In the instant Saitama struck, time itself seemed to switch to slow motion.
The monster's massive, staggering bulk had not yet fully recovered its balance.
Its left foot was still locked down by the viscous gel,
its right arm joint still jammed by that infuriating blue shield, which shook and shuddered as the creature struggled.
At the back of its neck, the stabbing pain from the two vibranium daggers and the faint disturbance to its energy field had thrown the dark-red core node, pulsing like a molten heart, into an instinctive, uncoordinated contraction.
It was in that moment—when its defense was at its thinnest and its guard most completely down—
A point of light—no, the golden spearpoint of compressed impact carved out by Saitama's speed—drove straight in, aiming at the very core where purple-black and dark-red energy converged and surged after that brief contraction.
Pff!!
Saitama's fist pierced in like a red-hot steel needle stabbing into a block of congealed butter.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a dull, tearing sound, like something solid at the very center of its energy being ripped apart.
His fist drove with absolute precision into the very center of that thick, swirling node of purple-black and dark-red energy.
Time instantly snapped back to normal.
Boom—!!!
With Saitama's fist as the epicenter, a purely physical shockwave—stripped of any frills, honed to the absolute limit—erupted like an invisible nuclear warhead detonating on his knuckles.
The savage impact, fused with hyper-compressed air, surged through the weakened defensive layer of the core node in an instant and slammed straight into the deepest part of the monster's body, into the central channel where all its energy flowed.
Kra-ka-ka-ka—pff—!!!
It was visible to the naked eye.
At the back of the monster's neck, centered on Saitama's fist, great slabs of purple-black bone armor erupted outward as if blasted apart from within, shattering and flying in every direction.
Countless fragments of bone, wreathed in dark-red streaming light, sprayed out together with thick, superheated energy slurry. Saitama's entire forearm disappeared into the gaping, mangled wound.
"Raaaaaahhhhhhh—!!!"
An indescribable, beyond-all-limits death scream tore itself from the monster's throat.
It was no longer a simple howl of pain, but the desperate wail of a core being violently destroyed, of a life of energy reaching its final, inevitable end.
That one punch completely obliterated the hub of its entire energy circulation system.
The dark-red energy that had flowed over its body like a living layer of armor instantly spun out of control.
What had been a stable, circulating current degenerated into a flood bursting through a shattered dam, rampaging wildly across the surface of its massive body.
Its mountain-sized frame convulsed violently.
Muscles spasmed out of control, and from deep within its body came a series of muffled, sickening booms—energy detonations going off one after another.
The purple-black bone armor covering its body, deprived of the sustaining support of the core energy, rapidly turned ashen and dull.
A dense web of cracks began to spread over it at a speed visible to the naked eye, racing across its entire form.
(End of Chapter)
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