"Y-you people... the organization won't let you get away with this..."
A burly man with bulging muscles and metallic-colored skin was still struggling as Thanos held him up by the throat.
Yet even as his fists and feet struck Thanos, they had no effect at all. Only ripples distorted the air around him.
The powerful blasts had already left the surrounding area in ruins, strewn with rubble.
"That guy did say to keep the damage to a minimum, if possible."
CC rested her hands behind her head, looking unconcerned.
"This isn't an important location anyway. It doesn't matter."
Thanos, for his part, remained calm. He was the kind of person who could slaughter half of all life without batting an eye. This little scuffle was nothing to him.
The man before them was the last Saint the organization had sent to launch a surprise attack on the Pioneer Zone.
Most of his strength lay in his physical body. Even his wide-area destruction came from powerful physical blows that sent out blasts of air. In a way, he had taken that path to its extreme.
That was why Thanos had chosen such a simple way to restrain him.
But that was also why the man had managed to make a physical getaway when he found an opening earlier. They had caught up with him at the edge of the Pioneer Zone, after he had flattened an entire mountain.
"Can't you finish grazing him?"
Thanos looked at CC, who had let go after trying, and asked with a frown.
"A Saint is still a Saint. Saint's Will is pretty difficult to deal with. If even your status can't conquer it, then it's only normal that I can't graze him."
CC seemed unconcerned. She wasn't the only one who had tried; Amon had