Facing the surging psychic tsunami, Kaito merely smiled faintly, not even moving a finger.
"Buzz—"
An invisible pressure suddenly descended!
Haoshoku Haki · Perfection!!!
In an instant, the entire underground space seemed to have been paused.
The psychic power of Sykes and her Clone, strong enough to tear steel, shattered silently like bubbles in sunlight before this supreme pressure.
"Thud!"
"Thud!"
Two muffled thuds echoed as the two stunning beauties, like puppets with severed strings, collapsed directly to the ground.
Their long, slender legs were weakly crossed, and their silk nightgowns were disheveled, revealing large expanses of pale skin.
"How… how is this possible…?"
Sykes's blue hair spread across the ground, her emerald eyes filled with unbelievable shock.
The Clone's situation was no better; her light purple pupils trembled violently, her red lips slightly parted, yet she couldn't utter a sound.
They knew King was strong, but they never expected they wouldn't even be able to last a single round against him.
This absolute sense of crushing defeat instantly shattered their proud hearts.
"Click"
Two crisp sounds of metal clasps echoed.
Kaito took out two silver-white collars from his pocket and fastened them around the pale necks of Sykes and her Clone, respectively.
These collars were crafted from dark matter alloy cut from a spaceship, with faint blue energy patterns flowing on their surface, effectively shielding psychic power.
"You, you… what did you do…?" Sykes spoke with difficulty, her voice filled with unprecedented panic.
Her slender fingers futilely clawed at the collar, horrified to discover that her connection with the Third Eye had also been severed.
"Alright." Kaito lifted the suppression of his Haoshoku Haki, pinching the delicate chins of Sykes and her Clone. "Now, both of you are my captives, and you'll have to please me well, or else, hehe…"
"Despicable!" The Clone was more defiant; she suddenly lunged in an attack but was suppressed by King with a backhand, pushing her back to the ground.
"Naughty!" Kaito looked down at the Clone, seeing her silk nightgown tear during her struggle, her long, beautiful legs scraping alluring bloody marks on the dark red carpet.
"I'll leave them to you."
With that, Kaito tossed two remote controls to Black-Eyed Psykos, who was watching the show from the side.
Black-Eyed Psykos excitedly caught the remote controls, her full bosom heaving violently as she cat-walked closer.
"Darling, don't worry I'll definitely 'take good care' of my big sister and second sister"
She deliberately emphasized the words "take good care," her pink tongue lightly licking her red lips, revealing a mischievous, devilish smile.
"Bitch!"
"Traitor!"
Sykes and her Clone cursed simultaneously, their eyes filled with hatred.
They would rather be killed directly by King than fall into the hands of this traitor.
Black-Eyed Psykos was not annoyed in the slightest; instead, she smiled even sweeter.
Her slender finger lightly pressed the button on the remote control, a dangerous glint flashing in her eyes.
"It seems my sisters haven't recognized the situation yet~"
"Zzzzzzz—!!!"
Blinding electric light instantly erupted!
100,000 volts of high-voltage, low-current electricity surged from the collars, directly piercing through the delicate bodies of the two beauties!
"Ah—!!!"
The two beauties convulsed violently like electrocuted fish, their pale skin turning an eerie pink.
Their nightgowns rolled up to their waists in their spasms, revealing large areas of blood-pumping scenery.
Black-Eyed Psykos did not keep the button pressed but skillfully controlled the intensity and duration of the current.
Whenever they recovered and tried to curse, Black-Eyed Psykos would mischievously press the button again.
"You… this… Ah!!!"
"I… must… oh oh oh…"
This torment, a mix of ecstasy and agony, completely broke the two proud scientists, tears mixing with saliva to dampen the carpet.
Kaito paid little attention to the "sisterly affection" behind him, instead extending his perception through the rock layers, towards the giant cavern a hundred meters above.
There, he "saw" an interesting scene—
The once magnificent underground space had now turned into a purgatory.
The stalactites on the dome were melted by high temperatures, with crimson magma dripping from the fractured points.
The ground was covered with twisted, deformed chunks of flesh, each covered with charred black marks, with wisps of green smoke still rising from the edges.
These remains could vaguely be recognized as parts of countless monstrous giant snakes, the remnants left after Monster King Orochi was blasted into oblivion.
In the center of the cavern, a charred figure lay, while a bald man in a yellow jumpsuit stood beside him.
It was Garou and Saitama!
Evidently, Monster King Orochi, whom Sykes regarded as her strongest trump card, was instantly killed by Saitama, who had unexpectedly stumbled into this place.
"How truly miserable…" Kaito couldn't help but shake his head.
At this moment, Saitama was squatting beside Garou, observing him with his characteristic deadpan eyes.
Garou, having undergone seven near-death experiences and seven rebirths, was now on the verge of monsterization. However, Saitama, with his simple standard of judgment, still considered Garou human.
"Hey, still alive?"
He reached out and patted Garou's charred cheek, his movements as casual as if he were checking if a watermelon was ripe.
Garou struggled to open his bloodshot eyes, and what greeted his sight was that shiny, bald head.
"Who… are you?!"
Just three minutes ago, he was still locked in a desperate struggle with that terrifying entity calling itself the "Monster King."
Each of the opponent's attacks shattered his bones, yet he was deliberately left with a breath, enjoying the pleasure of torture like a cat playing with a mouse.
Just as he was about to completely break down, this bald man suddenly descended from the sky.
And then, there was no then.
The monster that had pushed him to the brink of despair, under a casual punch from this bald man, exploded like a tomato run over by a truck.
"Me?" Saitama scratched his head. "Just a passing hero, you know. Saw you lying here and thought you kicked the bucket."
"Hero?! What a joke!" Garou somehow burst forth with strength, springing up in a carp jump and roaring, "Do you know who I am?! I'm a human monster who specializes in hunting heroes!"
"Huh?" Saitama looked bewildered.
Garou assumed the starting stance of Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, emanating a dangerous aura. "Listen well, I, Garou! Will hunt you!"
Saitama blinked, suddenly feeling a bit bored.
"Oh? So you want to play the hero-fights-monster game?" He waved his hand and turned to leave. "No time to play with you, I still need to find King."
"Stop!" Garou roared, taking a furious step forward, and the rock layer beneath his feet cracked loudly.
Under the stimulation of extreme anger and humiliation, the charred shell on his body completely shattered, revealing the body covered with dark red patterns underneath.
That was a sign of impending monsterization.
"State your name! I, Garou, don't kill nameless nobodies!"
Saitama stopped, turned back, and showed a helpless expression: "Caped Baldy… By the way, are you really okay? You look like a burnt roasted chicken?"
"Die!!!"
With a furious roar from Garou, his figure suddenly blurred.
He unleashed Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist with one hand and Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist with the other, perfectly merging the two into the incredibly powerful Cross Fang Dragon Slayer Fist, which, accompanied by a sonic boom, went straight for Saitama's face.
This attack contained all the power he had accumulated from seven near-death experiences; where his fist wind passed, distorted ripples even appeared in the air.
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