Bernard's brow twitched.
His innate ability, Super Heavy Strike, multiplied the power of his original attack, up to a maximum of a hundredfold.
Watching the enlarging fist, Bernard gritted his teeth and expended as much power as he possibly could. Then-Super Heavy Strike! A hundredfold!
Mad God's fist collided with Bernard's.
Ripples surged through the silent void of space.
Mad God looked at Bernard teasingly. The sleeve on his punching arm had been shattered, while Bernard's arm had turned crimson, as though drenched in blood.
Then countless wounds suddenly opened across Bernard's punching arm, spraying blood.
Mad God withdrew his arm and said mockingly,
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. That punch really packed a wallop. If your strength weren't still a little lacking, I might actually have suffered a bit."
Bernard forcibly suppressed the blood surging inside him and said through clenched teeth,
"That was the third move, right? Keep them coming!"
Mad God spread his hands.
"You really are something. Then brace yourself for the fourth move."
He extended a finger and pointed.
"Collapse."
Bernard was horrified. He vanished from the spot in a flash, and immediately afterward, a pitch-black point appeared where he had been standing. Its powerful suction was so strong that even Bernard's figure appeared distorted as it dragged at him.
The surrounding ships also seemed to be pulled toward the black point.
Inside the ship, Cheng Yu was inwardly cursing up a storm. Holy shit, he made an Artificial Black Hole by directly manipulating strings to compress matter, didn't he? This bastard was actually a Gold Five-Star!
Then Mad God reached out and grasped the black point. In an instant, it became an enormous black sphere.
Mad God lifted the massive black sphere, hundreds of kilometers across, as easily as a child lifting a balloon.
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