My World

"What's going on?"

After Oboro drew Saitama's soul away, Genos immediately sensed that something was wrong.

He hurried to the area where Oboro and Saitama were.

Yet he found that he simply could not get close.

It was as though every ten meters he moved forward caused the space where the two stood to retreat ten meters as well, keeping them at a fixed distance from each other.

Strangely, not only did the scenery and environment around Genos remain unchanged as they moved, but so did the scenery around Oboro and Saitama.

Saitama and Oboro seemed to have lost their senses, both standing still without moving.

No matter how Genos called out to them, it was useless.

He could not understand... what exactly had happened to them?

Oboro could pull Saitama's soul from his body.

But... it was not a complete separation. Just as he had observed when he first met the bald man, Saitama's flesh and spirit were inseparable.

Even if Saitama's soul appeared in spiritual form, his soul remained just as 'powerful' as his body.

Boom, boom, boom! Within a spiritual realm distinct from reality, explosions rang out without end.

Oboro and Saitama were fighting fiercely.

In a gray, chaotic 'space,' Saitama's white cape had completely become a streak of 'light.' He was simply too fast, and every time he attacked, even his cape produced a piercing shriek as though it would slice through the air. The surging curtain of soul-wind blew apart the 'merciless, endless' ocean of souls behind Oboro.

At this moment, the wandering souls throughout the spiritual realm had completely erupted from the two men's 'clash,' spreading out of control into every corner.

Even Oboro could no longer control all of them, only a portion.

Bang! Saitama shot toward Oboro and threw a punch.