"Uh, what do we do now?" Saitama asked in confusion. He did not question whether Genos had been sent back.
Shin had fully recovered within two seconds. Looking at Saitama, he said, "Now, naturally, I want to see your true strength... You have to understand, the opponents we'll face next are incredibly strong. There are collective beings of combined wills, cosmic emperors... and even true gods. I know you're strong, but I want to know where your limit lies."
"Hm?" Saitama gave him a look and asked seriously, "Are you sure?"
"Of course." Shin smiled, his Rinnegan becoming even more profound.
Without another word, Saitama clenched his right fist and threw a punch.
In an instant, heaven and earth changed color. In Shin's eyes, nothing remained but that punch.
Only then did Shin truly experience what the monsters who had died beneath Saitama's fists must have felt—the despair of facing invincible power.
But... that level of power could not do anything to Shin.
He raised one hand, and the Truth-Seeking Orbs behind him immediately changed. Layers upon layers of space interwove before him, forming an intricate spatial shield.
Saitama's fist stopped, bound by the pressure of space. He remained frozen in the posture of throwing a punch.
"Eh!" Saitama exclaimed in surprise. It was the first time he had encountered such a situation. He clenched his fist even tighter, and in an instant, the power of his punch more than doubled as the layers of spatial barriers shattered one after another.
"Heaven-Earth Severance, Star of Creation!"
Yet Shin was already gripping Ea in his hand. Now that his strength had increased, the power of his sword swing was even more terrifying.
With a thunderous crash, the light of Ea collided with Saitama's fist. An indescribable shockwave erupted, instantly overturning the