The Three Royal Guards Become One · The King's Ultimate Form

The ground collapsed with a thunderous roar.

He no longer pursued speed. Youpi's "Infinite Transformation" began to take effect—his muscles swelled wildly, his bones lengthened, and his height soared to seven meters. Dark golden carapace covered his entire body, while both arms transformed into enormous three-meter-long scythes.

Pure, destructive physical power.

"Die!"

Meruem roared, raising his right scythe high before bringing it down toward Saitama's head!

There was no technique, only the violent combination of mass and speed. Before the blade even arrived, the pressure had already carved a deep trench into the earth.

Saitama looked up at the descending scythe.

"Oh, you got bigger."

He raised his right hand.

"Boom—!!!"

His palm collided head-on with the scythe blade.

It was not the sound of metal striking metal, but thunder. A shock wave exploded outward in a ring, uprooting every tree within a kilometer and sending waves of earth surging across the ground like water.

Netero clung tightly to the ship's railing, his beard blown straight up by the gale. "He caught it head-on?!"

Amid the dust, Saitama's feet had sunk three inches into the ground, but his palm had firmly stopped the enormous scythe.

Meruem exerted strength with both arms, the veins at his temples bulging as he tried to force the blade downward.

It did not move an inch.

"You're definitely stronger," Saitama said, then frowned. "But..."

He picked his left ear.

"So noisy."

With that, he gently pushed forward with his right hand.

"Bang!"

Meruem's seven-meter-tall body flew backward. His feet plowed two trenches half a meter deep through the earth, and he only barely came to a stop after sliding nearly a kilometer. He lowered his head and looked at his trembling right arm. Spiderweb-like cracks covered his carapace.

Meruem dropped to one knee, a trace