[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse":3,"chapter-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-276":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","From Thunder Breathing to the Multiverse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1676160,2141,"Chapter 276 276: The Trial of Sweet Mask","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-276",276,"\u003Cp>A few days later, in J-City—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A terrifying monster calling itself the Deep Sea King rose from the ocean depths, leading a horde of aquatic creatures onto the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them were the Crab King, Abyssal Salmon, and the Golden Squid—each radiating killing intent, burning with rage at humanity's long history of turning their kin into mere food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heroes from the Heroes Association were quickly dispatched to contain the invasion, but the Deep Sea King—classified as a Dragon-level threat—proved far too powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another, the heroes fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stinger from A-Class. Lightning Max from A-Class. Even S-Class hero Puri-Puri Prisoner, who had just escaped from prison alongside Speed-o'-Sound Sonic, couldn't stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But everything changed when Saitama, who had recently mastered the ability to fly, arrived at the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a single punch, he obliterated the Deep Sea King completely—leaving not even a trace behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saved every wounded hero, every citizen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, far away in another city—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweet Mask, the Rank 1 A-Class Hero, watched the footage of the battle on his tablet, his perfect lips curling into a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So that's him… the bald man who's sitting at Rank 2 in A-Class. Not bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single punch, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you want to climb to S-Class, you'll have to pass my test first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Determined, Sweet Mask grabbed his keys, slid into his sports car, and sped off toward J-City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Z-City, inside his home, Zenin Kyūjō was lounging lazily on his sofa, flipping through the television channels without much interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his mind wasn't really on the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel it—the subtle, ominous stirrings coming from deep beneath the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Monster Association was moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, their main base was located right below Z-City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Kyūjō wasn't planning to attack them just yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't because he was afraid of breaking the natural flow of the story—but because the timing wasn't right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Association was still gathering strength; many important monsters had yet to appear. If he struck too early, those key figures might never surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, the monsters were still under control. Psykos, the mind guiding the Association through her alter ego Gyoro Gyoro, was still maintaining order, keeping their plans hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō's own plan was simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would wait until after defeating Boros, the Dominator of the Universe. Then he would destroy the entire Monster Association from the ground up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, he would focus on meditation—on pushing his Starforce to its absolute peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then would he challenge the supreme entity of this world—God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, saving this world wasn't his responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was already someone for that—Saitama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, at that very moment, Saitama himself was probably thinking something like:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"I also want to fight Boros and that God guy… but seriously, Kyūjō, can you stop hogging all the monsters for yourself?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>J-City\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweet Mask's sports car stopped at the edge of a massive crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From behind the wheel, he watched the scene ahead—hundreds of cheering civilians surrounding Saitama, their faces filled with awe and admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man—bald head shining in the sunlight, completely ordinary face, blank expression. From appearance alone, he was everything Sweet Mask despised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But power… power couldn't be denied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the display Saitama had shown was proof enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this man could withstand his true strength, the monstrous force he kept sealed within his human body, then perhaps—just perhaps—he was worthy of S-Class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the crowd began to disperse, Sweet Mask pressed the pedal lightly. The car drifted with flawless precision before coming to a perfect stop right beside Saitama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The passenger door opened automatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Saitama—the One Punch Man! Get in.\" Sweet Mask's voice was smooth yet commanding. \"This is your S-Class evaluation, personally overseen by me—Sweet Mask, Rank 1 of A-Class.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saitama blinked, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Kyūjō's words from a few days ago echoed in his mind—about Sweet Mask being, in truth, a monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could respond—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AAAAHHH! IT'S SWEET MASK!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where?! Sweet Mask is here?! Look, it's really him!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saitama turned to see the remnants of the crowd erupting into chaos. Fans—especially screaming girls—rushed toward the car, phones out, tears in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweet Mask sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch. Not again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he grabbed Saitama by the arm, yanked him into the car, slammed the door, and floored the accelerator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car shot away in a blur of silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minutes later, the two arrived at the coastal highway overlooking J-City's shoreline—the very place where the Sea Monster invasion had occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the once-chaotic battlefield lay silent, littered with the remains of the slain creatures. Not a single person was in sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both men stepped out of the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweet Mask didn't waste time. His tone turned cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you wish to enter S-Class—defeat me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Saitama could even reply, Sweet Mask's fist shot forward like lightning, slamming straight into his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact sent Saitama flying across the field, his body bouncing through the sand as a cloud of dust erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweet Mask narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He didn't even try to dodge… don't tell me he's already dead?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a cautious step forward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—and froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the swirling dust, Saitama emerged, completely unharmed, his expression calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey,\" he said flatly. \"You're a monster, aren't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweet Mask's breath caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How… how did he know?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest tightened with panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If his secret was revealed… his life as a hero would be over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would he have to go back—to the darkness he thought he'd left behind?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rage began to boil in his veins. The veins on his face bulged, his perfect features distorting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body began to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could no longer control it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From behind that angelic façade, the beast awakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kill him… KILL HIM!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a monstrous roar, Sweet Mask lunged at Saitama, claws extended—each one sharp enough to slice steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Saitama didn't move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body remained perfectly still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The claws stopped—mere centimeters above his shiny bald head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweet Mask's eyes glowed crimson, his expression twisting in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"GO!!\" he screamed. \"LEAVE! NOW!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saitama just smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his fist slowly over his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right to the head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>📖 Full Novel Available! 📖\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All chapters are now complete and available in full on Patreon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you want to read the story faster and without waiting, join here 👇\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🔗 patreon.com\u002FFaaanzKun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank you so much for all your support! ❤️\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>",1108,"2026-06-06T13:14:24.001Z",1,"novelbin.me","746dcd31794a8b627ae83125ffaf718eb7437ea4dcf351d208fca54aa19aa3bd","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-277","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-275",389,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-cover.jpg"]