The result was the same as it had been years ago.
Yet Hyde Darius felt a sense of relief he had never experienced before.
His obsession with the flesh had faded along with the end of the match, and he acknowledged Hope's extraordinary body from the bottom of his heart.
Even though Hyde had spent these years traveling through the deep-sea regions of various cosmic starfields, seeking out and learning methods of physical cultivation,
Even though, in their recent clash, he had not only pushed his body to its limits but also used the Deep Sea Secret Art to bolster it,
still—
"Perfection" could not overcome "infinity."
The instant he came into contact with Hope, it felt as though he were resisting an endless mountain range of muscle.
What was more, that mountain of flesh was growing with every passing second.
If Hyde's strength growth potential in the game was ranked S, then Hope's strength growth potential was ∞... At the start of the game, they might still have been able to contend with each other,
but as time passed, the gap between them in terms of strength would only grow wider.
Still, Hyde accepted his defeat wholeheartedly.
Through their battle just now, through that series of muscular exchanges and their face-to-face collisions of flesh,
Hyde had read from Hope's muscles everything he had experienced over the years as the Seventh Prime.
Even Though this Prime had no background whatsoever and lacked abundant resources or powerful backing, he had seized every opportunity to temper his body. His experiences were not inferior to Hyde's in the slightest.
"Hope! One day, you will surely win a throne of flesh that belongs solely to you. I look forward to that day... Even the Ultimate Ancestral God does not possess a body as pure