Saitama took a deep breath.
His chest swelled like a balloon, golden honey light reflecting off his bald head and making it gleam.
The swarm had already rushed to within less than ten meters of them.
More than ten thousand bees formed a moving golden storm cloud, blotting out the sky. Each one was as large as an eagle, covered in golden fuzz, with finger-long stingers dripping corrosive venom.
Worker bees, Capture Level 82. Soldier bees, Capture Level 88.
The buzzing was deafening, and the entire hall trembled.
"Sensei, don't—"
Genos had not even finished speaking.
Saitama had already exhaled.
"Whoosh—!!!"
A massive blast of air erupted from his mouth, sweeping through the entire hall like a Category 10 hurricane.
Wherever the gale passed, honey splashed everywhere, the hives on the ceiling swayed precariously, and the honey on the ground was blown away to reveal the rock beneath.
And those ten thousand bees—
Like wheat flattened by a typhoon, they were sent flying in waves. Hundreds in the front row were torn apart outright by the blast, golden fuzz and wing fragments swirling through the air. The middle rows were blown backward like golden cannonballs, slamming hard into the walls with a dense series of thuds. The rear rows were swept into the air, spun wildly, then smashed heavily onto the ground and knocked unconscious.
The whole process took less than three seconds.
Then—
The hall fell silent.
Completely silent.
All ten thousand bees had been blown away. Not a single one could fly again. Golden fuzz and wing fragments covered the floor like a golden carpet.
The seven of them stood in the middle of the hall, frozen in various poses.
Gon still had his fist raised in midair, his mouth wide enough to fit an egg.
Electric arcs