He Is Our Great Savior!

He is our great savior! At the end of the battle, when he clashed with Saitama's finishing blow.

Boros had completely gone berserk, unleashing the Collapsing Star Roaring Cannon, capable of destroying an entire planet... Yet that man claimed he had used the same ultimate move. But when facing the power of that punch at the very end, Boros had ultimately sensed a trace of terrifying aura leaking from Saitama.

That so-called ultimate move... perhaps it had merely been meant to comfort him. It was still only the tip of the iceberg of his opponent's strength, far from everything he possessed.

"And him..."

Boros listened to the sounds of Saitama bickering with someone beside him.

That person was Oboro.

He had faced nearly the same overwhelming force as Boros, yet he was still standing here completely unharmed.

In other words, to Boros, these two men... were both existences forever beyond his reach.

He had lost...

Completely... lost.

"Have I lost...?"

Lying on the ground with only half his body remaining, Boros spoke.

Never having known defeat, he had finally tasted its bitter fruit... and the price was his life.

But Boros had no regrets.

"You're still conscious?"

Both Saitama and Oboro looked over.

"You really are strong." Only a strip of cloth remained of Saitama's cape. He put aside his urge to trade insults with Oboro and smiled faintly as he praised him.

Just as Oboro had said before, he acknowledged Boros's strength and did not hold back his praise.

Saitama hated the destruction Boros had brought upon human cities, but as he had said... whether it was him or Oboro, they could understand what Boros sought, as well as his persistent and pure original resolve.

That alone was worthy of praise.

"Just as the prophecy foretold, this was an