Watching Natasha and Seele close in step by step, Loren did not hold back.
Who knew how much time passed before the battle finally ended.
Yet Loren looked as though nothing had happened, still full of vigor. After all, he was the only Super Saiyan in this world.
It was already good enough that he had not thoroughly worn Natasha and Seele out. Expecting him to get tired was simply wishful thinking.
After getting dressed, Loren picked up a sheet of paper from the desk, wrote several lines on it with a black fountain pen, then folded it and tossed it to Natasha.
"There are two addresses on it. The first is a Skrull stronghold in New York, and the second is their contact station in London. What happens next is up to you."
"Thank you, Master!" Natasha weakly accepted the paper and carefully tucked it into her pocket.
"No need to thank me. You have already thanked me with your bodies, and I enjoyed it very much!" Loren said with a half-smile.
Hearing Loren say that, the two women rolled their eyes at him in unison.
"I really do not know what your body is made of. The two of us joined forces against you, yet you were completely fine. That is terrifying!"
"What do the two of you count for? Usually, more than a dozen people join forces against me!!!"
"More than a dozen people?!" Natasha and Hill were both stunned by Loren's words, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"What is so strange about more than a dozen? Do you not see how many people live in my manor?" Loren shrugged, looking entirely unfazed.
"My God, is your body made of iron?" Natasha shook her head, looking at Loren as though he were some kind of monster.
"Please