On the other side, Doctor Strange and the Kmaal Guardian weren't idle either.
"Guardian, assist Saitama! I'll restrict his movements!" Doctor Strange's hands moved at high speed, and strands of golden magical ropes shot toward Nazalor like spirit serpents, trying to coil around him and bind him.
The Kmaal Guardian raised his crystal staff high. A pure beam of purifying light swept over Nazalor like a searchlight, disrupting the flow of his dark energy.
Nazalor snorted, not even bothering to look back. His figure flickered, leaving an afterimage behind as his true body appeared several meters away, easily dodging both the magic ropes and the purifying beam. His speed was unbelievably fast!
"Annoying flies." Nazalor's cold gaze swept over Doctor Strange and Kmaal. He casually swung both hands.
Boom! Boom!
Two thick waves of dark impact surged out like roaring black dragons, blasting toward Doctor Strange and Kmaal respectively! Faster and more violent than the earlier dark blades!
Doctor Strange's pupils shrank as he threw up the Seraphim Shield with all his strength. Kmaal also forced the crystal's light to its limit!
Bang! Bang!
Two deafening explosions!
Doctor Strange's barrier shuddered violently—cracks spiderwebbed across it—and he himself was hurled backward by the tremendous force!
The Kmaal Guardian fared even worse. His purifying beam was instantly crushed, the light of his crystal staff dimmed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before smashing heavily into the stone wall and slumping to the ground.
"Doctor! Guardian!" Saitama's eyes hardened. This newly arrived enemy wasn't just powerful—his speed was terrifying, and his fighting style was extremely cunning. He absolutely refused to fight head-on.
After landing his blow, Nazalor's figure blurred again. As if teleporting, he appeared at Saitama's side, a soundless knife-hand wrapped in black lightning slicing toward Saitama's neck!
Saitama spun and threw a punch!
At the instant Nazalor's knife-hand was about to meet the fist, it shifted direction in an eerie way and vanished! His true body appeared behind Saitama like smoke, and a kick carrying the might to tear space apart slammed toward Saitama's back!
Boom!
Saitama moved as if he had eyes in the back of his head, whipping around with a precise counterpunch that smashed into the sole of Nazalor's foot! The terrifying force knocked Nazalor back again, but he was as slippery as an eel—using the rebound to widen the distance once more.
His figure kept flashing, disappearing, and reappearing in the dim hall. Every reappearance came with a lethal strike from a vicious angle—devious and ruthless!
Saitama stood in place, steady as a mountain. His fists were lightning-fast, each motion precisely blocking or countering, shutting down every single one of Nazalor's attacks.
The heavy collision sounds rang out like dense drumbeats, echoing through the hollow Echoing Hall. Shockwaves spread again and again, turning the already-ruined hall into an even greater wreck.
The battle fell into a deadlock of high-speed offense and defense.
Nazalor's speed and uncanny footwork made it hard for Saitama to catch him cleanly for a decisive blow, while Saitama's bottomless strength and defense rendered all of Nazalor's attacks ineffective.
"Are you only going to dodge?" Saitama asked calmly after another block, staring at Nazalor—who had reappeared in the distance with his aura still steady.
But Saitama's eyes were like a beast locking onto prey—focused as never before.
He was watching. Calculating. Searching for even the smallest flaw in that ghostlike movement pattern.
His next punch needed to be faster.
More precise.
(End of Chapter)
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