Standing in place, faced with the dense barrage, Saitama simply swung his arms left and right, casually waving both hands. His arms were like invisible barricades every vine that lashed toward him, the moment it touched his arm or got grabbed by him, snapped and shattered instantly, green sap spraying everywhere. Not a single vine managed to reach his body.
After easily breaking all the incoming vines, Saitama's gaze locked onto the gigantic bud at the top of the plant monster constantly opening and closing, releasing light and pollen.
"So the core is that?"
He pushed off the ground lightly, and his body shot upward like a cannonball, leaping with ease to the same height as the bud. Then he threw a punch at the massive bud, which looked unbelievably tough.
His fist sank into it without any resistance.
Time seemed to freeze for an instant.
The next moment, the enormous bud exploded like an overinflated balloon!
An unimaginable amount of green sap, pollen, and shredded tissue blasted outward, spraying down like a torrential rain. The huge vine-formed body stiffened violently; all the writhing vines instantly lost their vitality, turning yellow and withered, then collapsing with a loud rustle as if all their moisture had been sucked out. In the end, it became nothing more than a gigantic heap of dead branches and rotten leaves.
The hallucinogenic pollen in the air also dispersed quickly. The people who had fallen asleep began to stir awake, blinking in confusion as they looked around.
Little Groot climbed up from the ground and shook the branches on his head. He walked up to Saitama, looked up at him, and said in his signature deep voice, "I am Groot." At the same time, he gave a thumbs-up.
Saitama looked at the little tree guy, then copied him and gave a thumbs-up too. "Oh, no problem. Are you a monster too? You look pretty interesting."
Then he kept jogging along the path, continuing the morning run that had been interrupted.
Rocket Raccoon ran over, checked whether Groot was hurt, then looked at Saitama's retreating back, and then at the massive pile of plant remains.
He muttered, "What kind of monsters even live on this planet...?"
A sudden, violent tsunami slammed into a coastal city's beach. But even more terrifying than the tsunami itself was the nightmare from the deep sea that the tide washed ashore.
It was a creature the size of a large whale yet it had countless pale, suction-cup-covered tentacles. Its body was soft yet tough, adapted to the extreme pressure of the deep sea. The suction cups on its tentacles didn't just generate enormous pulling force—they also secreted a highly corrosive slime. Even solid rock, once wrapped by those tentacles, would quickly be eaten away into deep pits.
The monster was stranded on the sand, seeming extremely uncomfortable, releasing a low, spine-chilling hum. Using its tentacles to support itself, it crawled slowly but steadily toward the city. Wherever it passed, the beach sand was corroded and melted, leaving behind a slick trail that steamed with white smoke.
Sea King Arthur Curry leapt from the ocean at once, trying to stop this deep-sea "kind" from making landfall. Wielding Poseidon's trident, he summoned massive waves, slamming them again and again into the monster, trying to shove it back into the sea.
However, the monster's tentacles were unbelievably nimble and powerful. Several tentacles shot out—not to attack Arthur, but to coil around the trident in his hands and lock it down! The suction cups oozed slime that corroded even the god-empowered weapon, and the sheer strength behind the pull actually left Arthur unable to break free for a moment, dragged into a brutal contest of force.
(End of Chapter)
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