20,000 Meters Deep · Fiftyfold Purgatory

Fiftyfold gravity.

Gon lay sprawled across the scorching rocks, his vision repeatedly going black.

His blood felt as though it had been filled with lead, dragging heavily toward his legs. His lower body was so numb he could barely feel it. His chest was tightly compressed; every breath felt like swallowing blades. His heart pounded as if it were about to burst, and even moving a finger took every ounce of strength he had.

Killua was half-prone on the ground, his silver hair soaked with sweat and plastered to his forehead. He tried to raise a hand, but his arm felt as heavy as iron. It made it halfway up before crashing back down, smashing a shallow pit into the ground.

"Damn..." He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling. "This is way too ridiculous..."

Leorio lay spread-eagled on the ground, his face flushed purple-red. He could not even speak, only gasp in without being able to breathe out.

Kurapika leaned against the rock wall, his chains scattered over the ground, completely impossible to lift. Even his vision had grown blurry. Under fifty times gravity, massive amounts of blood rushed to his legs, leaving his brain under-supplied. He could pass out at any moment.

Genos's core reactor emitted a piercing overload alarm. His mechanical joints even creaked under the strain. "Warning. Current gravity is fifty times that of the surface. Structural stress is approaching the critical threshold. Reduced activity is advised."

"Are you guys okay?"

Saitama squatted beside them, poking each of them with a puzzled expression.

"Why are you all lying down again? Is the air stuffier here?"

He even hopped in place twice, making the ground tremble faintly.

Everyone: "..."

Fiftyfold gravity was practically a game to this man.

A full two hours passed before everyone barely recovered.

Thanks