"Kmaal Guardian!" Doctor Strange spoke urgently while maintaining the formation. "Buy me some time—I need to recover part of my magic!"
Hearing this, the Guardian in ancient armor immediately stepped forward. Weapon held crosswise, he guarded the sorcerer with full vigilance, forming a solid physical barrier in front of him. Doctor Strange seized the chance to close his eyes for a moment, forcing his remaining magic to circulate, trying to restore some of his strength as quickly as possible so he could prepare an even stronger round of magical support.
With the sorcerer's intervention, the battle was quietly beginning to change.
Nazalor was fully focused on dealing with Saitama's increasingly precise, predictive attacks when he suddenly sensed something abnormal in the surrounding space. Those golden rune chains that carried a repulsive aura of light were severely disrupting his control over dark energy—especially creating obvious resistance to the shadow-jumps he relied on for high-speed movement.
This sudden interference forced him to split part of his focus and power to resist and corrode the ever-closing runes.
And in that tiny instant—when his concentration scattered by the slightest margin!
A good opportunity!
Saitama's battle instincts were razor-sharp. He instantly caught that fleeting flaw. The tempo he'd been holding abruptly changed, and his speed shot up to a whole new level!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sonic booms of his fists tearing through the air suddenly became dense like rainfall! Saitama's hands turned into countless afterimages as he hammered Nazalor from all directions with a fiercer, more violent barrage. Every punch carried terrifying power that could shatter mountains and split the earth, forcing Nazalor to block and evade with everything he had.
Under the double pressure of the magic runes' restrictions and Saitama's sudden acceleration, Nazalor's previously untraceable dodge speed finally slowed—just by a thread.
And it was that thread!
Rip!
One of Saitama's heavy punches grazed Nazalor's left shoulder at an unbelievable angle. The shadow armor, condensed from pure dark energy, let out a teeth-grinding crack the instant it met Saitama's fist! A clear fissure appeared on the armor, and strands of dark energy spilled out like black blood from the crack.
Nazalor's body jolted. He released a low roar mixed with pain and fury. The situation, at this moment, began tilting in Saitama's favor.
Just as Saitama's momentum surged and he was about to press the advantage—trying to expand the results and deliver a decisive blow to Nazalor at this critical juncture!
The dark rift in the center of the hall, twisting and spinning nonstop, seemed to sense its master's crisis and abruptly began to convulse violently. In the next second, accompanied by countless scalp-numbing shrieks, an even thicker, filthier tide of darkness erupted from it!
That tide rapidly condensed into shape, transforming into a swarm of grotesque, terrifying dark creatures! Among them were flying beasts with massive flesh-wings and protruding fangs; four-legged crawling monsters whose claws could tear steel; and even large numbers of humanoid dark soldiers wielding twisted energy blades, their eyes burning with crimson light! Like floodwaters bursting through a dam, they instantly poured into the hall, crazily pouncing on every living being present—
And the first ones hit were Doctor Strange, who was in the middle of recovering his magic, and the Kmaal Guardian protecting him!
(End of Chapter)
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