Interrupting someone mid-speech was rude, but Saitama couldn't hold back his impatience.
Dormammu: "..."
The massive eyes glared at him. Never before had anyone dared cut him off. The feeling… was not pleasant.
"Saitama, let me handle this."
Suddenly, a familiar yet distant voice echoed.
Saitama, about to throw his punch, paused. From within his system's dimensional cube, a glow burst forth.
Boros!
"It's been far too long since I've fought. Last time against those small fry wasn't satisfying at all. But this time, facing a true opponent—I must be the one to fight! Saitama!"
A storm of power erupted. Boros's cape whipped violently, his single eye blazing with warlust.
"…Huh? Oh. You're healed, Boros?" Saitama nodded as the cube floated upward, slowly unraveling.
"Of course. Staying locked away was suffocating. This one looks like fun. I want a real battle."
Boros emerged: long spiked pink hair, golden armor, crimson cape. His single eye glowed, blood vessels pulsing with excitement.
Everyone froze at his sudden arrival.
"That power… I felt it once in New York…"
The Ancient One's expression shifted. She recalled the devastating surge of energy, one so fierce it frightened even her. She had assumed it disappeared. Now, seeing Boros directly, she felt it: a power rivaling Dormammu himself—and perhaps even greater than Saitama's.
"So strong…" Strange whispered.
Mordo tensed. One Dormammu was unbearable. Another being like this? Even gods might crumble.
"He's my friend. Boros. He likes fighting," Saitama explained casually before walking back to join the Ancient One and the others, dead-fish eyes calmly watching from the sidelines.
Strange: "..."
Mordo: "..."
Ancient One: "..."
Brother! Wasn't the battle supposed to be yours?! Did you just subcontract it out?! And this Boros—can he even win against Dormammu?!
But Saitama's gaze was steady. He could see the stats.
Dormammu: full stats. Maxed out at level 7.
Yet Boros's were terrifying.
Name: Contracted Boros
Title: Cosmic Overlord
Rating: God-level
Intelligence: 5 (Genius)
Strength: 7 + 0.5 (Beyond measurable, exceeds 100 tons)
Speed: 7 (Reality-warping, faster than light)
Endurance: 7 + 0.5 (Near-immortal)
Energy Projection: 7 (Virtually unlimited)
Combat Skills: 7 (Master of all forms of combat)
Justice Value: Zero
Status: Near death, regenerating
Innate Abilities: Super Regeneration, Star Core Perpetual Engine, King's Pressure, Limit Breakthrough
Notes: Near-death state triggered a Limit Break, granting Strength and Endurance +0.5.
Saitama muttered: "…Scary."
The only weak spot was Boros's overconfidence. His absolute strength made strategy unnecessary. Against Dormammu, though? His solution was simple: brute force.
Crack—crack—crack—
Boros clenched his fists, knuckles popping like thunder as he rose into the air. His grin split wide. His single eye burned like fire, locked on Dormammu.
"This feeling… blood-boiling! At last, a worthy opponent. Don't disappoint me like the others. Remember my name—I am Boros, the Cosmic Overlord!"
Dormammu's monstrous voice rumbled with laughter. "Boros? Hehehe… Your energy… greater even than the bald one's. How fortunate. Today I'll claim you both as my eternal puppets. Remember my name: Dormammu!"
His roar echoed. Darkness surged like a tsunami, crashing down on Boros.
The shockwave made the Ancient One and Strange stagger.
At the center, Boros didn't move. He let it hit.
"Why… why doesn't he dodge?!" Strange panicked. "Dormammu's too strong! Taking it head-on is suicide!"
"Because… he's Boros."
Saitama's voice cut through the chaos. He remembered the fallen alien king, bloodied yet proud.
Yes. He was Boros. A king. Even in death, his pride as a ruler never faltered. Retreat was never an option.
BOOM—
The darkness shattered. A crimson blaze erupted.
Dormammu's vast eyes widened.
The others gasped.
Boros stood transformed. His armor was gone, shattered away, revealing muscles laced with glowing blue-black cracks. Energy arced around him like living lightning.
Second Form: Energy Release.
"Armor? That wasn't protection—it was a seal. It restrained my strength. But now… against you, I'll fight at full power!"
His grin widened. His eye glowed blood-red.
In a flash, he crouched, then launched forward with explosive force, space fracturing in his wake.
Lightning engulfed his fist.
"Boros Rendan (Boros Consecutive Strikes)!"
(End of Chapter)
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