The sky of Titan ripped open.
Five colossal figures emerged from the void, their bodies seemingly forged from stars, each step making space tremble.
Arishem the Judge—his six eyes glowed golden, and the power emanating from him shattered Titan's atmosphere like glass.
Nezar the Watcher—silently hovered in the void, countless data streams swirling around him, as if calculating the ultimate fate of all things.
Exitar the Arbitrator—held a set of scales; one pan held a burning star, the other, a black-hole-like void.
Gigant the Destroyer—his very existence was a natural disaster; wherever he passed, matter disintegrated into its most primitive particles.
Hala the Silent—no words, no movements, just quietly gazed downwards; wherever his gaze fell, time began to solidify.
The moment they descended, the entire gravitational field of Titan twisted, the fractured surface collapsed again, rocks floated into the air, then were instantly ground into dust.
"Chen Tian."
Arishem's voice was like the simultaneous whisper of billions of stars.
"You have slaughtered Gods and disrupted causality. Today, in the name of the Celestials, I declare your existence—null and void."
Chen Tian heard Arishem's words, spread his hands, and turned to look at the few people beside him.
"Has he not been beaten enough?"
Bayonetta chuckled, covering her mouth: "Gods, you know~ always high and mighty."
Saitama rubbed his fists, his eyes gleaming, "Then..." He squatted deeply, "Let's punch them down!"
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, Saitama's figure instantly vanished, leaving only a deep crater on the ground.
Saitama's figure instantly appeared before Arishem, his right fist pulled back, and he casually called out: "Normal Punch."
The moment his fist swung out, the space was compressed into visible ripples, and the space in front of his fist exploded into fragments.
The power of this punch was enough to shatter a planet, but just as it was about to hit Arishem—
"Boom!!!"
A colossal palm, wreathed in chaotic energy, suddenly blocked the way; Gigant the Destroyer's figure flashed like a phantom. The Impact from the collision of fist and palm instantly shattered all matter within a ten-thousand-meter radius; even light twisted at that moment.
Saitama's punch was blocked head-on for the first time.
"Oh?" Saitama's eyes lit up, and he laughed excitedly, "Are you my opponent? You look strong!"
The Destroyer did not reply, only slowly withdrew his palm—the surface of that palm, capable of annihilating stars, actually showed tiny cracks.
The next second, both figures vanished simultaneously.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom—!!!"
The sky of Titan exploded with countless energy vortices, each collision point erupting in dazzling flashes.
Saitama's fists and the Destroyer's chaotic energy clashed wildly, the aftershocks further destroying the fractured Titan rings.
On the ground, Chen Tian looked up at the battle, chuckling softly: "Let's go too; we can't let Saitama have all the fun."
Bayonetta's gun was already aimed at Nezar the Watcher: "My dear, shall we dance?"
Dante and Vergil drew their swords, scarlet and azure blade lights pointing directly at Exitar the Arbitrator.
Kiana bit off the last bite of her strawberry cake, the Herrscher of the Void's halo blooming above her head: "After this fight, I want ten puddings!"
Chen Tian took a step forward, his figure abruptly vanishing, reappearing before Arishem; at this moment, his entire body was burning with blue demonic flames, and his White hair began to gradually lengthen: "I heard... you want to judge me?"
——————
The great battle between Saitama and Gigant the Destroyer directly pulverized the Titan ring system.
Saitama's fists and the Destroyer's chaotic energy exploded into silent Impact in the vacuum, shattering the broken ring fragments into dust, forming a brilliant dust belt under the starlight.
The Destroyer's massive body was like a moving celestial body, each swing of his palm raising a storm of matter annihilation, but Saitama's figure was like a red and yellow lightning bolt, moving through the destructive energy.
"Such a big body, how could I miss?!" Saitama's voice could not propagate in the vacuum, but his lip movements were clearly visible.
He suddenly kicked apart a floating meteorite, his body abruptly accelerating, and he punched the Destroyer in the chest.
"Boom—!"
The Destroyer's body was shaken, his massive form directly sent flying several thousand meters, his backward flight causing the nearby asteroid belt to disintegrate.
His dark red eyes narrowed slightly—this tiny life form could actually repel him?
The next second, the Destroyer's body began to change, his star-like colossal size rapidly condensing, ultimately transforming into a height similar to Saitama's, though chaotic patterns still flowed across his skin.
"Oh? New form!!" Saitama excitedly squeezed his fists, "Then I'll have to get a little serious too!"
The two figures collided again.
This time, there was no earth-shattering explosion, only a hair-thin spatial crack spreading at the point where their fists met.
But it was this crack that silently split a nearby small planet in two.
The Destroyer finally spoke, his voice directly vibrating in Saitama's mind: "You... should not exist."
"Ah~ ah~ ah~ Yes, yes, come and destroy me!" Saitama laughed, his fists raining down like a storm. Each punch was simple and unadorned, yet it caused the chaotic energy around the Destroyer to fluctuate violently.
The Destroyer suddenly changed his move, pressing his hands together, and a torrent of pitch-black energy erupted.
Saitama did not dodge, charging directly into the torrent; his red gloves burned away in the energy, revealing his unharmed fists underneath.
"Consecutive Normal Punches!"
Dozens of fist shadows bloomed simultaneously, and cracks appeared on the Destroyer's body; he looked down at the cracks in his armor, chaotic energy seeping out.
"Interesting," the Destroyer murmured, the cracks rapidly healing, "But not enough."
The two rushed at each other again; this time, their figures completely vanished into the space outside Titan, with only occasional flashes of fists and energy aftershocks proving that this battle beyond common sense was still ongoing.
In the distance, a rogue planet happened to pass the edge of the battlefield; at the instant the two crossed paths, it silently turned into cosmic dust.
The Universe groaned.
Saitama's bald head reflected dazzling light under the energy glow; his cape had long since turned to ashes in the energy torrent, and his combat suit was reduced to a few tattered strips of cloth.
But the fighting spirit in his eyes was hotter than ever.
Gigant the Destroyer was equally disheveled; the armor with chaotic patterns was covered in cracks, and each healing took longer than the last.
His eyes were fixed on this human—this anomaly that should not exist, the light within them flickering uneasily.
"You know what?" Saitama grinned in the vacuum; although his voice couldn't propagate, the Destroyer could read his lips, "You're the most durable opponent I've met so far."
The Destroyer did not respond, only slowly raised his hands.
The dark matter of the entire star system began to converge in his palms, forming a pitch-black miniature singularity. Nearby starlight was twisted and devoured, and even space began to collapse inward.
Saitama tilted his head: "Oh? New move?"
The singularity erupted.
A dark torrent, spanning the galaxy, surged forth; wherever it passed, even space-time was torn apart. Saitama did not dodge or flinch, his eyes sharp, his muscles bulging with veins, his legs slightly bent, his right fist drawn back to his waist—
"Serious—"
He swung his fist forward.
"—Punch!"
Pure power and the destructive singularity collided in the Universe.
There was no sound, no light, only absolute void spreading at the collision point. The nearby Nebula was instantly vaporized.
When the energy storm dissipated, Saitama's clothes were completely destroyed, leaving only a miraculously intact pair of underwear.
The Destroyer's arms were gone.
Chaotic energy surged from the severed points; he looked down at his broken body, showing a bewildered expression for the first time.
"It's not over yet!" Saitama's figure suddenly appeared before him, his bare body gleaming under the starlight, "One last punch!"
"Boom!!!!"
His fist pierced through the Destroyer's chest, the Impact of the punch erupting from the hole in the Destroyer's chest, instantly.
The Universe, which should have been a vacuum, raised a massive storm; the few remaining planets in the Titan system were swept away by the storm.
Whether it was residual meteorite fragments or already broken planets, all turned into dust.
Saitama's Serious Punch carved a pitch-black corridor tens of thousands of light-years long through the entire star system.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment; the Destroyer looked down at the large hole in his chest, watching the chaotic energy furiously leaking from his body, only to be destroyed by Saitama's punch force.
His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, it only turned into a sigh.
Then, he shattered.
Like a broken piece of porcelain, the Destroyer's body split into countless fragments, each turning to ash in the void. The last to disappear were those perpetually calm dark red eyes.
Saitama floated in space, scratching his bald head: "Ah, my clothes are gone again..." He looked down and saw that a piece of the Destroyer's fragment coincidentally covered his critical area.
"I remember I still had a pair of boxers just now."
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A punch aftershock, spanning the galaxy, swept over, and Kiana's pupils abruptly contracted.
"You stupid bald uncle!!" she screamed in exasperation; although her voice couldn't propagate in the vacuum, her flailing demeanor perfectly conveyed her anger.
The Herrscher of the Void's authority activated; she instantly flashed, dodging the punch aftershock, and the space where she had stood was torn to shreds by the punch.
Hala the Silent remained still; he merely gently raised his hand, and the turbulent space-time stirred by Saitama's punch solidified. Time became viscous at this moment, and even starlight stood still.
"Tsk, playing it deep, are we?" Kiana pouted, her right hand forming a fist in the air, a Void Lance condensing in her palm, "Watch me make you scream!"
She violently hurled the spear.
Along the trajectory of the Void Lance, space shattered like glass. But just as it was about to hit Hala—
Stillness.
The spear froze three inches in front of Hala, along with the surrounding hundred meters of space, which turned into insects in amber. Hala slowly looked up, his pupil-less eyes focusing on Kiana for the first time.
Kiana suddenly found herself unable to move.
It wasn't being restrained, but something far more terrifying—time itself refused to flow. She could see the energy aftershocks of Chen Tian's battle with Arishem in the distance, she could see the Witch runes Bayonetta drew in the air, but she couldn't even move a single finger.
"What… the… hell…" She gritted her teeth, the Herrscher of the Void's halo flickering violently.
Hala silently raised his hand, his fingertip aimed at Kiana's forehead.
"Bang!"
Kiana's figure suddenly exploded into countless specks of light—that was just an afterimage. The real her had already appeared behind Hala, her legs wrapped in Honkai energy as she fiercely kicked the back of Hala's head.
"Time Fracture!"
This kick should have shattered mountains, but it lost all its kinetic energy the moment it touched Hala's skin.
Hala didn't even turn his head, merely snapping his fingers lightly—
"Crack."
The space around Kiana shattered like a mirror. Blood spurted from her limbs, and her armor developed spiderweb-like cracks.
"Ugh…!" She staggered backward, but in the next second, she charged forward again, "It's not over yet!"
Void Lance opened above Hala's head, hundreds of spears raining down. At the same time, Kiana clasped her hands together, and a brilliant cross-shaped starburst bloomed in her palms—
"Breakthrough!"
Starlight and temporal turbulence collided with a roar.
Hala finally moved; for the first time, he raised both hands, making a "pause" gesture.
The flow of time across the entire battlefield suddenly became bizarre—Bayonetta's bullets hung suspended in mid-air, Chen Tian's demonic flames solidified into a blue sculpture, and only in the area where Kiana and Hala were did time continue to flow.
"One-on-one? Just as I wished!" Kiana wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, battle intent burning in her eyes. She suddenly plunged her hand into her chest—
"Pseudo-Herrscher Core… Release!"
Brilliant golden light erupted from her body, her original Herrscher armor peeling away layer by layer, replaced by battle attire woven purely from starlight. Her long hair transformed into a flowing stream like the Milky Way, and her pupils reflected a miniature of an entire galaxy.
Hala showed a solemn expression for the first time.
"Round Two," Kiana's voice echoed in the solidified time and space, "Begin!"
She transformed into a stream of light and crashed into Hala. This time, every one of her punches carried ripples of time and space, and every kick tore open dimensional cracks. Hala constantly waved his hand to solidify time, but Kiana's speed became faster and faster—
Finally, she grabbed Hala's wrist.
"Got you," Kiana grinned, "Time-type guys are the most annoying!"
She dragged Hala and slammed him into a solidified asteroid. The moment of Impact—
"Space-Time Singularity - Burst!"
The entire planet turned into a bomb. Not a material explosion, but a collapse of time and space itself. Hala's figure twisted and deformed in the dimensional cracks, and that ancient, unchanging mask showed cracks for the first time.
When the smoke cleared, Kiana stood with her hands on her hips, panting heavily. And Hala—
Was slowly walking out of the temporal turbulence.
But this time, his hood was shattered, revealing the face beneath, composed of countless clocks. Every dial was frantically reversing, yet constantly being reset.
"So that's it," Kiana stood up, supporting herself on her knees, "You're not invincible after all."
The clocks on Hala's face suddenly all stopped. The entire Universe fell into absolute stillness at this moment—except for Kiana.
"Finally… getting serious?" Kiana's starlight battle attire began to peel away, revealing her skin, which glowed with golden patterns beneath. She suddenly laughed, "Then let's see whose time is stronger!"
She crossed her hands over her chest, and the void behind her suddenly split open—
"Herrscher of the Void!"
Countless golden lights surged from the rift, condensing into light wings behind her.
Each wing was composed of a flowing galaxy, and with a gentle flutter, spatial cracks would form and then vanish. Her eyes, originally blue with hints of gold, now transformed into pure brilliant gold.
Hala finally spoke, his voice like thousands of clocks chiming simultaneously: "Time… must not be desecrated."
"Less talk!" Kiana waved her hand, and twelve light wings spread simultaneously, "Watch me smash your broken clock to smithereens!"
She charged at Hala, this time no longer a simple physical movement—she directly passed through the dimension of time. One second she was in place, the next she had appeared on Hala's timeline, attacking simultaneously from the past, present, and future.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The clocks on Hala's body burst one after another. He tried to solidify time, but found that Kiana was not affected at all—she was time itself at this moment.
"Got you!" Kiana suddenly pulled a figure out of the river of time—it was Hala from three seconds ago. Two Halas appeared simultaneously, and time and space began to vibrate violently.
"Space-Time Paradox - Release!"
Kiana clasped her hands together, and the two Halas were forced to collide. A terrifying temporal ripple swept across the entire galaxy, and nearby stars were extinguished like candles.
Hala let out a piercing shriek, and his clock-composed face began to melt—
"Final blow!"
Kiana flew high, her light wings fully spread. She raised her right hand and pointed at Hala, and countless orange-gold light spears appeared around Hala. The light spears vibrated, and the surrounding space was completely torn apart.
"Void Realm - Descent!"
Blinding light swallowed everything. When the light dissipated, Hala had vanished, leaving only countless broken clock parts floating in space, the time on each part forever stopped at this moment.
Kiana wiped the sweat from her forehead, pouting at the scattered clock fragments:
"I told you… time-type is the most annoying."
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Dante and Vergil stood side by side, their two demonic swords—Rebellion and Yamato—shimmering with crimson and azure light in the void.
Their opponent, Arbitrators Axel, floated in the void, the scales in his hand slightly tilted. One pan held a burning star, the other an all-consuming black hole. His voice was like the whisper of the Universe's laws:
"Those burdened with sin, accept judgment."
Dante grinned, casually twirling his sword: "Bro, this guy talks even more pretentiously than you."
Vergil gave him a cold glance: "Shut up, attack."
The next second—
"Swish!"
Two figures vanished simultaneously.
Dante's Rebellion ignited with hellfire, its blade leaving burning cracks in the vacuum as it cut. Vergil's Yamato, on the other hand, unleashed a ghostly blue sword light, cutting space cleanly, like thin paper sliced by a paper cutter.
Axel did not move.
The scales tilted slightly—the power of the star and the black hole erupted simultaneously.
"Boom—!!!"
Dante's fiery sword energy collided with the stellar flames, the two forces exploding. Blazing light radiation swept tens of thousands of kilometers, instantly vaporizing the nearby asteroid belt.
Vergil's Dimension Slash collided with the black hole's power, tearing spiral-shaped cracks in space, even light being twisted and devoured.
"Tsk, a bit interesting." Dante somersaulted in the air, landing steadily (if there was ground in space): "Bro, teamwork?"
Vergil didn't answer, but Yamato was already slightly raised.
Axel's scales tilted again. This time, he fused the power of the star and the black hole—a beam of light wrapped in Destroyer energy shot out with a roar!
"Royal Guard!" Dante crossed his arms, demonic power condensing into a shield in front of him. The moment the beam hit, his body was pushed backward, his boot soles sparking in the void.
Vergil's figure suddenly appeared behind Axel.
"Dimensional Slash - Absolute."
The sword light was like the moon, cutting space cleanly. Sparks erupted from Axel's back, but he merely turned slightly, black hole power condensing in his palm, and fiercely grabbed at Vergil!
"Phantom Swords!"
Dante's voice suddenly came from the side. Dozens of burning phantom greatswords rained down from above, pinning Axel in place, forming a confining sword array. Axel's movements paused slightly—
"Now!"
Vergil and Dante's figures crossed paths, both demonic swords striking simultaneously!
"Bang—!!!"
A crack was cut into Axel's scales, and the power of the star and the black hole leaked out of control. A terrifying explosion sent all three flying, the nearby space completely twisting, forming a massive energy vortex.
Dante steadied himself in the air, exhaling a breath that didn't exist (after all, demons don't need to breathe): "This guy is tougher than I thought."
Vergil said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, he hasn't gotten serious yet."
Indeed, Axel slowly floated up from the energy turbulence, the crack in his scales healing. His voice remained calm:
"Judgment, continues."
Dante and Vergil exchanged glances, then both smiled.
"Then—"
"Demon Transformation!"
Two terrifying demonic powers erupted. Dante's skin turned crimson, while Vergil was enveloped in ghostly blue demonic energy. Their figures vanished instantly, and the next second—
"Bang bang bang bang bang—!!!"
The space where Axel was located was submerged by countless sword and blade lights. Each strike was enough to cut mountains, each sword carried the power to tear dimensions.
The scales swung wildly, trying to balance this destructive offensive, but the transformed twins gave him no chance to breathe.
"Final blow!" Dante laughed loudly.
"Finish him." Vergil coldly commanded.
Two demonic swords slashed down crossed—
"True - Demon Dance!"
A huge "X"-shaped crack was cut into space, and Axel's scales finally—
"Crack."
Shattered.
The power of the star and the black hole erupted out of control, but Axel did not panic. He slowly looked up, his voice still calm:
"Judgment… ends."
Then, his body began to disintegrate, turning into countless starlight and dissipating.
Dante whistled: "We won?"
Vergil sheathed his sword: "Mm."
The two looked towards the distant purple magic circle, where Madame Butterfly's figure appeared, delivering a heavy punch to the Watcher Nezarec.
"Bro, why don't we help that girl Bayonetta while the Demon Transformation hasn't worn off?" Dante looked at Vergil.
But he found that Vergil's figure had already vanished, and at Nezarec's location, countless sword lights flashed.
"Hey! Vergil! Why are you always like this!" Dante's wings violently flapped, and he transformed into a red light, heading towards Nezarec.
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