Chapter 200

When Boros’s body glowed purple and began gathering the Planet Burst Cannon, Earth’s entire atmosphere quivered violently.

Rojie stared at Boros, who was raging in the distance, his Lunhuixielunyan spinning furiously on his forehead.

“I’m gonna open with the big one!”

Rojie remembered that besides his immense physical strength and near-immortal regenerative ability, Boros had two Wangpai .

One was the Meteor Burst form, converting his internal energy into thrust to achieve explosive speed and power beyond biological limits—enough to tear through a spaceship and kick a man to the moon.

The other Wangpai was the Planet Burst Cannon, possessing terrifying destructive power capable of obliterating the planet’s surface.

Unexpectedly, Boros skipped Meteor Burst form and went straight for the big one.

“If that’s the case, then I’ll give it my all too!”

Rojie roared, unleashing his full chakra.

Expanded Truth-Seeking Ball!

This was the power unique to Kaguya Otsutsuki, capable of erasing all natures and returning the world to nothingness.

If not for the Cloud Cultivation System’s synchronization ability,

even the Rojie from the Naruto world, after becoming Kaguya’s jinchuriki and gaining the Rinnegan, could not have mastered this power.

Of course, among the strong foes the Naruto world’s Rojie had encountered, only Kaguya Otsutsuki was worth binding.

Come to think of it, Rojie had never used the Cloud Cultivation System.

It wasn’t that he had no targets—it was that he had too many.

Besides Bald Cloak Hero, there was the deity who frequently bestowed blessings, and Boros, the cosmic Pilaoban .

The deity’s whereabouts were mysterious.

Originally, Rojie planned to bind one of the cosmic Pilaoban or Bald Cloak Hero.

He intended to decide after meeting the cosmic Pilaoban .

But now it seemed that while the Pilaoban was strong, he wasn’t beyond the norm.

He’d still have to set Bald Cloak Hero as the Cloud Cultivation target.

Hard physical strength could be synchronized in almost any world.

Unless it was a world without a physical body, only pure soul.

Rojie suppressed his thoughts and unleashed his chakra fully.

In an instant, a massively enlarged Truth-Seeking Ball formed in his palm.

Its pitch-black surface glowed with cold, eerie light; space cracked like glass, emitting a grating, teeth-on-edge sound.

Even though Rojie deliberately contained the residual force,

the city below began trembling under its ripple—glass curtain walls shattered in sheets, and reinforced concrete exteriors cracked open.

And the Truth-Seeking Ball kept expanding, nearly engulfing the entire sky.

On the ground, the S-Class heroes of the Hero Association froze in place.

Even the tomboy Tornado was silent.

“How is this possible? What level is this?”

“Whose power is this?”

“Meteor Man? Alien?”

“This power… has long surpassed the human realm.”

Only one bald man, with a different art style, watched the two figures facing off in the sky, his eyes burning with long-lost fervor.

“I never knew Rojie had this kind of ability.”

Boros’s single eye widened, his pupil reflecting the ever-expanding black sphere.

As a galactic conqueror who had slaughtered countless civilizations, seeing this swelling Truth-Seeking Ball,

a chill shot up his spine.

It was a primal fear awakened deep in his genes—a creature’s instinctive tremor before a predator.

“Come on!”

Feeling the fear within, Boros suddenly burst into mad laughter.

“Aaaah!”

“Planet Burst Cannon!”

With a roar, the Planet Burst Cannon erupted into being!

A wave of energy capable of vaporizing the surface shot forth, hurtling toward the vast black sphere that had swallowed the sky.

But in the next instant, the energy wave froze the moment it touched the expanding Truth-Seeking Ball.

As if time itself had stopped.

Boros’s grin froze on his face.

A dreadful premonition stirred in his heart.

Then, the terrifying energy wave melted like wax in extreme heat,

rapidly dissolving, vanishing without a trace.

Boros watched helplessly as all his energy turned to nothing before the black sphere—not even a speck remained.

“This isn’t possible!”

Boros’s scream trembled, his single eye bulging as if about to burst from its socket.

His Dao heart cracked—he was nearly broken.

“It’s over.”

Rojie’s voice came, devoid of any emotion.

The expansion speed of the Truth-Seeking Ball surged, spreading toward Boros.

Boros instinctively tried to retreat, but panicked—he found the surrounding space already sealed by gravity, forming an invisible prison.

Even time itself slowed under the crushing gravity.

Boros struggled desperately, frantically channeling his dwindling energy to force open Meteor Burst form.

But it was too late.

The massive Truth-Seeking Ball had already reached his front.

Boros’s body twisted and deformed under the Truth-Seeking Ball’s tearing force; the sound of cracking bones echoed beneath his skin.

The black sphere devoured everything around him.

“Why… why?!”

All Boros’s arrogance and conceit shattered in an instant.

He didn’t understand why his fated battle, pursued across twenty years of interstellar travel, had been an unequal crushing from the very start.

“How ridiculous—I was just a frog in a well.”

The instant the expanding Truth-Seeking Ball fully consumed him, the cosmic Pilaoban ’s consciousness was erased along with his body.

On the ground, the heroes stared dumbfounded at the sky.

The massive black sphere gradually shrank, leaving only an empty heavens.

Clouds churned again, but couldn’t hide the shock on everyone’s faces.

“Is it over?”

Bang’s white hair was disheveled, his voice filled with disbelief.

Genos’s mechanical eye scanned the sky rapidly: “Who won?”

“That figure is…”

“Meteor Man!”

“Great! Earth is saved!”

A sudden roar erupted from the crowd, waves of shouts rising and falling.

Cheers echoed through City A as civilians poured out of shelters.

But Rojie paid no attention—he sank his consciousness deep, activating the system’s power.

“Bind: Saitama.”

…

Inside the gray mist hall, thick mist swirled like solid matter.

The One Punch Man world’s Rojie had just sat down when he caught a whisper from the corner.

Marvel Rojie and an unfamiliar face.

New arrival.

The One Punch Man Rojie was about to rise and share the newcomer’s memories.

At that moment, the chair beside him was swiftly engulfed in gray mist.

When the mist cleared, a figure clad in gilded engraved plate armor, with pure white wings spread behind him, emerged.

Another newcomer.

And, surprisingly, he’d been reincarnated as a birdman?

The newcomer didn’t seem unfamiliar with the gray mist hall.

Seeing the One Punch Man Rojie, his eyes lit up and he spoke: “New arrival?”

(End of Chapter)