This punch stretched his arm nearly a meter long like rubber, then smashed through the air with its immense recoil.
The punch was so fast that...
It was completely impossible to lock onto!
Boom!
The center of Olsder's clawed hand suddenly caved in. The next instant, a terrifying blast of air erupted behind him, accompanied by a dense spray of fragments.
This terrifying killer, whom Miller had judged to possess strength as high as Level 28, was actually sent flying in his sight by...
A single punch, seven meters back!
Like a tattered sack flung out and smashed into a boulder.
Amid bone-grinding creaks that made one's teeth ache, the arm that had doubled in length slowly retracted, returning to normal.
Yellow vertical pupils stared at Olsder embedded in the rock, devoid of mockery or excitement.
There was only the cruelty of a predator regarding its prey.
"Your strength is impressive. Much stronger than this body."
The man in the black suit glanced at his fist. At that moment, ghastly white bone was already exposed. If not for the yellow fluid coating the bone and... the octagonal chip in his palm, that arm would have been pulverized in the previous clash.
This body really was still too weak.
With that thought in mind, the man in the black suit walked toward Olsder, seemingly slow yet actually fast.
"You..."
Olsder staggered to his feet from the shattered boulder.
His right hand was trembling violently in an unnatural manner.
He lowered his head for a glance. In the palm covered by steel armor... a deep dent had been punched into it.
An abnormal bulge had appeared on the back of his hand.
Three of his finger bones had been broken... his right hand was nearly crippled.
He had barely managed to catch