Seeking Death

Crack. A soft sound rang out as the Lizard Silver Saint stared blankly at his completely shattered gauntlet and his bleeding fist.

Only after a moment did he seem to react. "Aaaah! How? How could this happen?! My fist has been completely crushed!"

"Misty! Damn it, what exactly is going on?" The other Silver Saints' faces changed drastically, and they looked at Yota with both fear and shock.

Yota spoke helplessly. "I already threw away the Gold Saint Cloth, you know. Shouldn't you be carrying out your own mission? Why are you bothering a passerby like me?"

"Damn it, are you mocking us? Let me show you the power of Babylon, the Centaurus Silver Saint! Even if you can withstand fists, you can't withstand my high-temperature flames!"

Flame Cyclone Fist!

This Centaurus Silver Saint was clearly much smarter. When he attacked, he deliberately unleashed only a fiery gust from his fist instead of striking Yota directly.

He understood perfectly well that, among the Silver Saints, Misty was the strongest. He was known as the Saint who had never been injured, yet after punching this opponent, his gauntlet and fist had shattered. If Babylon foolishly used a direct physical attack as well, the result would likely be no different.

With a boom, the flaming whirlwind fist erupted with scorching flames and slammed into Yota. The result was that there was no result at all. Seeing Yota still wearing a helpless expression, without even a speck of dust on him, the Centaurus Silver Saint swallowed and took a slight step back.

"How... is that possible?!"

"Stop wasting time. Everyone, attack together. This isn't an opponent any one of us can defeat!" said the Hound Silver Saint. "I'll probe his mind!"

As he spoke, the man used a mind-reading technique. If it had