Four-Dimensional Space!
Buzz!
The massive Dimensional Power dragged King into a high-dimensional space. Three massive figures, hundreds of meters tall, stood on the planet, gazing coldly at him.
"This fellow seems a bit different. If we turn him into a Divine Servant to deal with those Blasphemers, it would surely be wonderful."
"It doesn't matter, he has nowhere left to run. I didn't expect to lose so many gods in the 10th Galaxy this time. It seems we need to properly deal with these Blasphemers."
"Will you surrender without a fight, or will you submit of your own accord?"
The cold voice of the gods echoed in King's mind. In their eyes, King was already a cornered rat. However, they were in no hurry to act. This was a high-dimensional space, no low-dimensional creature could possibly escape.
As things stood, they wanted to use King to lure out the other Blasphemers and, in the process, completely destroy the galaxy he came from.
"The consumption is quite high, what a pity."
King looked at the three gods before him. He really wanted to finish them off together, but prepared gods were hard to deal with, and more reinforcements might arrive. So, it was best to retreat for now.
Besides, he didn't know the status of Blast and Garou yet, and Black Sperm and Overgrown Rover were still with them. If they encountered other gods along the way, they would likely struggle to cope with their current strength.
"The next time we meet, I'll make you my stepping stones."
King had no intention of wasting more time with the three gods. His figure shot into the void like a streak of light.
"It's useless. The space and time here are things a creature like you can never break through, even if you exhaust all your power."
The gods didn't stop King. Instead, they found it amusing to watch him struggle to escape, much like a human watching a tiny ant.
'Time has begun to stagnate.'
King felt his speed increasing. The time that was flowing backward had begun to stagnate. His legs became a blur as he sprinted through the four-dimensional space.
Extreme speed beyond the speed of light, breaking through all limitations of time and space.
King-Style Evasion Secret Art: Dash!
Swish!
King's figure suddenly accelerated, vanishing into the four-dimensional space as a brilliant flash of light.
"What just happened?"
The gods stared at the empty four-dimensional space, all three of them utterly bewildered.
"As expected of an OP escape skill. It just consumes a lot of energy."
King burst out of the four-dimensional space in one go, crossing countless dimensional planes before he dared to stop.
"Next, I need to find Earth's coordinates. I wonder if Blast and the others have made it back."
King couldn't determine the location of Black Sperm and Overgrown Rover right now, so he had to return to Earth first and deal with the rest later.
"101, get out here."
"Kid, are you sure you want to go back? We're doing so well out here, why bother returning to that backwater galaxy?" 101's tone was reluctant.
Since escaping the black hole and arriving in the 10th Galaxy, its strength had grown exponentially. It had scavenged more in this short period than in all the years past. It had even devoured the Flesh God and acquired its divine abilities—something unthinkable before.
So, although 101 was constrained by King because of the Talent Fusion System, it was actually quite happy.
But the thought of returning to Earth immediately triggered bad memories: the Blasphemers who would mess with it for no reason, and that bald guy who made it tremble with fear.
Even though King had transformed into Saitama Form several times, there was still a significant gap between him and the real person's strength.
"Cut the crap. Do you believe I'll merge the Divine Core as well?" King wore a mischievous grin.
He had actually thought about this before: if he couldn't control 101, he would just replace it.
Anyway, as long as the Talent Fusion System was there, whether it was Monsterization or Deification, he could merge perfectly.
"...I'll tell you, alright?"
101 was truly scared this time. It had experienced the rule-based power of the Talent Fusion System that stood above all else. If it resisted King, he might actually erase its consciousness and take its place.
"Finally, we can go back. Let's go."
Buzz!
A portal appeared, and King stepped inside with an excited heart.
...
In the four-dimensional space on the other side, the three gods began to communicate.
"Cough, cough! This suppression operation has concluded successfully. We eliminated over a hundred Blasphemers, heavily damaged the Dimensional Fleet, and destroyed the 10th Galaxy along with all its races."
"Right, that's what we'll say when we get back."
"Anyway, no other gods came as reinforcements, and the 10th Galaxy really was destroyed."
The three gods fell silent. They had never felt so humiliated, they hadn't obtained a divine body, and the Blasphemer had escaped unscathed.
"I remember one of the Blasphemers was named Blast. 77 had previously locked onto his home galaxy."
"Yes, he was among the Blasphemers who escaped this time."
"Fine, then we'll just destroy his galaxy. Perhaps we can lure out all those detestable Blasphemers."
"Let's do that."
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In an alternate dimensional plane, Black Sperm and Overgrown Rover were following Garou, constantly traversing through dimensions.
"Hey! Garou, how much longer until we get there?"
Black Sperm and Garou were old acquaintances, so he didn't mince words.
"Just follow me. The coordinates Blast provided are quite vague." Garou was a bit frustrated.
After escaping the 10th Galaxy, they had encountered gods again, but fortunately, he had led everyone to safety in time.
However, they were getting further and further from Earth. Blast had woken up once in between, but due to his severe injuries, he only gave Garou a rough set of coordinates before falling back into a coma.
So, the miserable Garou had to carry Blast on his back while leading a monkey and a dog, fumbling for the way back to Earth.
...
Meanwhile, King was anxious to return home, shuttling through the alternate dimensions at high speed. The closer he got to Earth, the more excited he became.
'Psykos, Sweet Mask, Mumen Rider.... and Genos, Saitama, Tatsumaki. I wonder how you all are doing?'
'Now that I've taken 101 away, there shouldn't be any more large-scale disasters on Earth, right?'
King knew that the constant Monsterization of humans on Earth before was largely due to the influence of 101's power. Moreover, the God's agents were created by 101. Now that there were no gods in Earth's galaxy, humanity should be able to recover and flourish.
Buzz!
King stepped out of the portal. Within his line of sight, a deep blue planet floated quietly in the galaxy.
"Earth, I'm back!"