After Tatsumaki was sent flying.
Her body, protected by psychic power, consecutively crashed through several houses.
Although she wasn't injured, Rosen's inhumane behavior was tantamount to stirring up a hornet's nest.
Although Fubuki instinctively breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her sister was not injured.
But when she noticed the faint green light overflowing around Tatsumaki, she knew that things had truly gone too far.
[Fallen Angel: "My suggestion is that you, Fubuki, should run first."]
[I Don't Want to Eat Monsters: "Yes, it seems this battle is unavoidable."]
Fubuki gritted her teeth and gave Rosen a look, then activated her psychic ability and quickly retreated from the battlefield.
At the same time.
Tatsumaki floated up from the ruins resentfully. Noticing Fubuki's departure, she no longer had any worries. "One, two, three."
In an instant.
The air wailed.
However, this was not the sound of wind, but the painful lament of space itself being brutally kneaded by an invisible, immense force.
Tatsumaki hovered above the ruins.
About ten meters above the ground.
Her petite body was enveloped in that high-slit, pitch-black long dress, its hem fluttering like a black waterfall flowing in reverse.
Her slender, pale calves and thighs, however, contained an extremely terrifying power.
And her iconic bright green curly hair, which usually lay lazily, was now boiling like hot water.
Every strand of hair stood on end as if burning, dancing wildly in the invisible psychic field.
And each twist and sway of those hair strands pulled visible green energy ripples through the air.
Crack!
The ground beside Tatsumaki vibrated and wailed.
Immediately after, a rock weighing tens of thousands of tons was forcibly pulled from underground by Tatsumaki using her psychic power.
Then, the small mountain, whose mass was comparable to a battleship, was thrown towards Rosen at an extremely fast speed.
Facing such an overwhelming attack, Rosen's response was even more direct.
The Holy Spear appeared in his hand, and then he slashed at the giant rock.
At that instant, a golden streak emerged from the air where the Holy Spear had cut, directly splitting the ten-thousand-ton boulder in two.
Moreover, the streak's momentum remained undiminished, reaching Tornado in an instant, her eyes narrowing.
The streak stopped in front of Tornado.
This was because Tornado's psychokinetic field blocked the streak Rosen had cut, but just like a bullet passing through a rifled barrel, the streak continued to shatter Tornado's defensive field.
"Troublesome fellow!"
Tornado's voice was soft, carrying a hint of childlike immaturity.
Although she looked resentful, she had to admit that she had underestimated Rosen's strength earlier.
One should know that ordinary Dragon-level Monsters would be instantly annihilated in front of her.
Yet, when Rosen faced her full-power, he, in turn, crushed her.
This was no ordinary opponent.
Even looking across the entire Hero Association, Tornado couldn't find a second person who could force her to use her full power.
Tornado extended her hands.
Her fair, almost transparent fingers waved in the air.
There was no earth-shattering burst of light, no complicated incantations; merely those slender fingers constructed an invisible, seemingly insurmountable Wall of Sighs.
The golden streak caused this Wall of Sighs to tremble incessantly.
Finally, it gradually dissipated and vanished amidst Tornado's incredulous expression.
"Just what kind of person are you?!"
Tornado's voice carried a hint of shock.
She couldn't understand why a man with such strength would be with her sister.
Although Tornado was very glad that Fubuki hadn't stayed with those nobodies from the so-called Fubuki Group, but had broadened her horizons and befriended a powerful being, what Tornado found unacceptable was that everything had happened too suddenly.
"Fubuki's friend, and perhaps our relationship is even closer than you imagine."
Rosen made a joke.
Or rather, it wasn't entirely a joke.
After all, friends who had fought side-by-side multiple times could already be considered comrades on the same front.
This relationship was much deeper than that of ordinary friends.
However, Tornado interpreted this sentence as, "I've already had a thorough exchange with your sister; come and hit me."
Upon hearing this,
Tornado immediately let out a "Hmph."
"Are you making a fool of me?"
"Not making a fool, just stating facts, and it's time to end this battle..."
Rosen showed a faint smile on his face.
"I had the same intention, so pray that you can survive next!"
Tornado's lips curled into an almost cruel sneer.
"If you can do it."
Rosen's smile remained unchanged.
Then, he felt the ground shaking.
The land within a radius of several kilometers, the remaining building foundations, the concrete blocks buried underground, the twisted rebar, and the huge rock layers deeply embedded underground, all let out groans of unbearable strain.
The earth was like a giant beast awakened, twitching violently, bulging, and then being uprooted.
Debris and fragments of unknown mass, under the manipulation of an extremely violent psychokinesis, broke free from the shackles of gravity and ascended into the sky.
Then they encircled Tornado, forming a wildly spinning and constantly compressing vortex of destruction.
Gravel became bullets, rocks became cannonballs, almost the entire sky was obscured.
And the first to bear the brunt was Rosen.
In addition to these physical attacks, psychokinesis also squeezed Rosen's body from all three hundred and sixty degrees.
But...
It was useless.
"Well, it's over."
Rosen's lips curved slightly.
Like firewood burning at the bottom of a cauldron, a golden aurora dyed the surroundings, spreading at an incredible speed, engulfing everything.
Soil, rocks, steel, plants, and even the white clouds in the sky.
They were swallowed by the surging gold in just an instant of contact.
The sand tornado and psychokinesis created by Tornado were also rapidly weakened and suppressed within the golden domain.
Until finally, they completely transformed into a gentle and warm breeze.
Tornado was already stunned.
She had never seen such an overbearing power.
In front of him, her psychic abilities were as ridiculous as a child's toy.
"Game over."
Rosen's voice slowly came.
Tornado looked in the direction of the voice, only to see Rosen walking towards her unhurriedly in the golden world.
Like a god descending to the mortal realm.