A-Train Breaks His Limits

The killing machine weighed over a ton, and it rampaged through the spacious hall. Every step sent a tremor through the room and set the chandeliers swinging violently. Every punch gouged the floor, sending shattered stone flying.

Even Queen Maeve and Black Noir, whose strength far surpassed that of most Espers, could not deal such damage with their fists.

Part of it was the monster's sheer weight. Despite its massive size, it had lost none of its speed. With that much weight behind punches delivered so fast, the destructive force was terrifying.

After dodging several of the monster's blows, Black Noir was the first to strike back.

Among The Seven, Black Noir was widely regarded as second only to Homelander in strength. Quiet and reserved by nature, he had never shown anyone what he was truly capable of.

No opponent had ever been worth his full effort.

Now, though, Black Noir had met a formidable one.

Compound V had mutated this Esper into a terrifying monster, but he had already been a powerful fighter before that, somewhere between the first and second tier. His Psychic Powers were also a troublesome match for fighters like Black Noir and Queen Maeve, who relied on their fists. Even before his mutation, the fat man had been a difficult enemy.

After mutating, the monster's strength clearly surpassed that of most Espers. Apart from Homelander, probably no single member of The Seven could stand against him.

Worse, Compound V had yet to take full effect. The monster was still changing, and the terrifying pressure he gave off continued to rise.

Black Noir's expression was hidden, but he must have looked grim. He held nothing back when he struck.

The punch carried more force than any he had thrown before.

As Black Noir drove his fist