Under the dumbfounded gazes of the remaining 99 Black Sperm copies, Saitama withdrew his smoking fist and calmly pronounced judgment.
"Even if you're a rare animal, you're not allowed to go around thinking about nothing but attacking humans."
In the sky, countless leering heads, many times smaller than the original, emerged from the surface of the Black Sperm copy whose body had been half blasted away.
These Black Sperm cells frantically tried to split off from the body, but under the attack of the Normal Punch, they ultimately turned to ash at tremendous speed, vanishing unwillingly into the sky!
Black Sperm: !!! ×99
As beings at the pinnacle of fusion-type monsters, they knew perfectly well how much vitality each of their cells contained.
Their tiny arms and legs might have looked ridiculous, but a copy formed from just 100 fused cells was enough to toy with human A-Class Heroes.
And each of the 100 Black Sperm copies here had a reserve of over 90 million cells inside him!!
No matter how you looked at it, that was solidly Dragon-level fighting power!
Yet this unremarkable balding man had completely erased one Black Sperm with a casual punch. Thinking of it that way...
-Oh no, looks like we've kicked a superalloy armor plate this time! ×99
Saitama clenched his fist and looked at the remaining Black Sperm copies with nuclear-grade friendliness. "Well? Still want to fight me?"
"Gasp-" ×99
The terrified Black Sperm copies all sucked in a cold breath, then exchanged looks.
Their movements were perfectly synchronized, making them look very well trained.
Although there were 99 independent Black Sperm copies present, in a sense, their thoughts-or rather, their minds-were actually connected.
True telepathy.
After all, the cellular structures making up their bodies were completely identical, and they could freely shuffle