Don't Steal Your Toys

Blast had formed his own hero squad a long time ago.

Apart from him, the other members are all partners from other multiverses.

The Ninja King was one of them.

Their goal is to target the 'God'.

Therefore, Oboro was not surprised that Blue, as the son of Blast, was familiar with the multiverse.

The boy before him was the first person he had ever encountered in his journey through several worlds to see through his origins.

"Yes."

Long nodded, biting on the juice straw.

"What you up to?"

Blue's expression was unfriendly.

It's not easy for characters from other multiverses to come to their side.

First, in One-Punch Man, there are characters like Blast, who are 'dimensional guardians'... Also, Blue knows that even his father's hero team, composed of members from various other worlds, only act together in another parallel universe after leaving the main world.

They never infiltrate other worlds except to carry out missions.

This is the default rule.

However, the Blast has been gone for a long time now... As his son, he naturally has to shoulder the responsibility of fighting off the 'intruders'.

"I'm just using the organization you created to collect some useful information and bring it back to my world," Oboro told the truth.

What you want belongs to this world, not to you or your universe.

"Your actions constitute theft."

The boy said seriously.

Blue was well aware that ever since the Association members became Oboro's toys, they had been collecting various research materials and finished products related to the subject. He didn't care what the man's true purpose was; he had to crush him!

Since his father is no longer here, the responsibility of protecting this world falls on his shoulders.

As he thought about it, Blue's eyes suddenly lit up, and the cyborg's physical energy was instantly activated and released.

The line of sight locked onto the target.

The next second, his small body turned into a blur and flashed in front of Oboro.

One-Punch Man was thrown.

The seemingly slender arm unleashed a terrifying impact in mid-air.

At the same time, a cold face rose and delivered its judgment. "Go back to your world!"

Boom! The fist slammed towards Oboro's head, but was stopped by Oboro's hand just before it reached his face.

With his other hand, he was still holding the juice, leisurely sipping it.

In an instant, the entire country road, several hundred meters in front of and behind the two of them, was blown apart.

"You're quite responsible... You have such a hero complex, are you taking your father as your role model?" The hand that held the boy's fist remained unmoved. Even though Blue's arm once again increased the astonishing force, it still couldn't shake his body.

The footsteps remained rooted to the spot.

It seems that Blue had anticipated that his attack would be blocked.

He spun backward, instantly creating distance between himself and Oboro. Then, his mobility exploded... transforming him into streaks of black, weaving around Oboro from all sides, making it impossible to pinpoint his location. The piercing whistling sound caused by his speed was exceptionally ear-piercing.

Long shook his hand, which had been hit by the boy, and said with a smile, "As expected of a top-tier dimensional world... the technological power of a cyborg can break through the defensive limit of Haki."

Of course, it only destroyed the Haki defense. Oboro's own terrifying blood energy and martial arts skills... could easily control the opponent.

Whoosh! The words had barely left his lips when Blue's body created an illusion in the space, as if his flesh had been infinitely stretched, rushing at a terrifying speed to the blind spot behind Oboro, attempting to attack again. However, even though his back was to him, Oboro casually swung his arm, and the hand chop he threw almost struck the boy's vitals.

Blue was so frightened that he retreated again, breaking out in a cold sweat.

The attack, which had not yet been launched, was forcibly interrupted.

Then, he saw Long drinking juice while standing still, like a wooden stake.

With his other hand, he continuously forced the shadowy figures attacking from all angles to dodge and retreat.

A few minutes later, the boy finally stopped running at high speed and stood opposite the man again, panting heavily.

His gaze was already quite unsettled.

In that short time, he made over a hundred attacks, but without exception, each time just as he was about to reach his target, his opponent seized that fleeting opportunity and launched a counterattack that forced him back. Not a single one of his attacks hit the man.

He didn't just launch a simple surprise attack using the machine's energy; he also used some of the machine's built-in attack effects, such as laser beams and super-high-temperature flames, but all of them failed. The entire battle area had been reduced to scorched earth, but the man stood there unharmed.

Even the empty juice bottle in his hand remained unchanged.

"Those who can leave the main world and enter a parallel universe, besides possessing special talents and abilities, are also top-notch in strength..." Blue said, staring at Oboro. Then, he slowly unzipped his clothes, seemingly preparing to get serious.

He wants to unlock the 'limiter'.

That's right, as a cyborg... his body is normally equipped with a 'limiter'.

Once the limiter is removed, his abilities will break through to an unimaginable level.

After finishing his juice, Oboro threw the bottle away, ignoring Blue's determined gaze that seemed intent on 'getting rid of' him. "You should know that the Neo Heroes has been infiltrated by quite a few forces with ulterior motives, right?"

The boy was stunned upon hearing this.

"Really..."

Long smiled. "Your initial intention in establishing the New Hero Association was probably good... Thanks to your father's connections, you should have seen considerable flaws in the management and system of the Hero Association, which led to the birth of the New Hero Association... However, in the end, you are just a child, and it is still too difficult for you to take full control of an organization."

"This has nothing to do with the trial I am about to give you."

"Whatever happens internally in the new Association... you don't need to worry about it."

After saying that, Blue's 'limiter' was turned on.

The sensory threat he posed to Oboro also began to rise sharply.

But Oboro remained calm.

Just as he said, in the world of One-Punch Man, apart from the Bald Demon King who has a certain chance of truly killing him, Oboro doesn't believe that anyone else... including the God, can 'hinder' him.

"You don't seem to know your father very well..."

"It is clear that even between father and son, the time you two spend together is very limited."

Suddenly, the boy's pupils contracted, and he was about to make a move.

The entire spacetime seemed to freeze.

His mind was still racing, but his body was frozen, fixed in place by the 'space'.

The man who should have been in his sights also appeared strangely beside him and patted him on the shoulder.

Within this stagnant 'space-time domain', Oboro can move freely.

"The concept of dimensions that you know actually originates from your world... The 'multiverse' that you see or think about is merely a companion to this main world."

"True diversity...neither you nor your father can see or touch it. You are like creatures imprisoned at the bottom of a well, unable to escape."

After saying a few words, Oboro touched Blue's hair again, then continued walking forward, gradually disappearing into the distance.

"Don't worry, I won't take a toy from a little kid like you. I just need to borrow your help... I'll leave on my own when it's time."

Behind them, came the man's faint laughter.