"What?!" Tony's eyes widened in shock.
Almost at the same time, the Golden Queen unleashed its true killing move.
The golden carapace on its back suddenly split open, popping out a pair of transparent wings as thin as cicada wings. With a high-frequency buzz, it lifted itself into a hover. Aiming at the "insect-egg" shell encasing Saitama, its abdomen violently contracted—
A golden mouth-spearing organ, long and thin like a needle and fast beyond perception, shot out like lightning toward a seam in the armor—what it sensed as the weakest point.
This strike carried all of its biological energy, enough to pierce even the toughest alloy.
"Pfft!"
The golden mouth-spear hit the seam dead-on.
But the expected sound of a clean penetration never fully came.
Because at the instant it was about to drive all the way in, a faint crack came from inside the shell.
Not the sound of the shell being pierced…
But the sound of the shell being forced open from the inside!
A fist in a red glove thrust out from within at an unbelievable speed and angle perfectly timed, perfectly placed, meeting the incoming golden mouth-spear head-on.
Saitama's index finger was slightly raised, and the fingertip collided directly with the needlepoint.
Time seemed to freeze.
There was no massive impact only an absurdly tiny "ting", like glass breaking.
The next second, the golden mouth-spear—condensed from the Queen's entire lifetime of energy—began shattering from the tip, cracking apart inch by inch. Fractures raced upward like lightning, webbing across the entire length, and then it completely collapsed into countless glittering particles of golden dust.
"SKRREEEEEE—!!!"
The Golden Queen let out the most miserable, agonized scream of its existence, like its very soul was being torn apart. That mouth-spear was an extension of its life and power—having it destroyed like this was an unimaginable wound.
Meanwhile, the owner of that fist casually ripped the remaining shell open and stepped out.
Saitama dusted off his body—despite there being no dust—then looked at the Queen, now curled up and trembling from pain, and at the thin crack on its golden armor where the loss of its mouth-spear had caused a tiny energy-instability fracture.
"So the weak point is here," he muttered, like getting bound earlier had just been him probing for a flaw.
He stepped forward, body slightly angled, right fist drawn back to his waist.
Still that plain, ordinary straight-punch stance.
The Queen felt death closing in. It screeched madly, trying to order the remaining guards to throw themselves in front of it, while it desperately shrank backward.
But it was already too late.
Saitama's punch moved.
No grand spectacle—just a simple straight punch, stamped into that tiny seam in the golden carapace.
"Pshhk!"
A dull sound—like a hot knife sliding through butter.
The force penetrated cleanly inside, precisely destroying the Queen's neural hub and life core. Its violent convulsions stopped at once. The shriek collapsed into a leaking, pitiful whine. The golden glow of its body rapidly dimmed as it curled into a lump, stiffened, and fell completely silent.
The moment the Queen died
Inside the warehouse, outside it, across the entire city… every single bug that had been attacking and rampaging froze at the exact same time. The red light in their compound eyes went out, turning dull and vacant. Then, like puppets with their strings cut, they all collapsed to the ground, motionless.
The fighting sounds and destruction across the city were swallowed by a strange, eerie silence—leaving only the crackle of fires, and people's screams and sobbing.
(End of Chapter)
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