Even an idiot could tell—that bald guy was not someone to mess with. If they really pissed him off, forget "European geopolitics"; France might just get erased from the map.
Saitama clapped his hands, looking helpless. No matter how strong a healing factor was, it didn't mean much. If he blew a body into puree in one go, regeneration lost its meaning.
Just then, a black net dropped straight from the sky.
"What's this?"
A white figure galloped in on a horse—its entire body covered in white fur, with four pairs of upper limbs. One look at it and you felt a deep, twisting wrongness.
All eight arms lashed at Saitama. At the same time, strands of webbing fired toward him at high frequency. Fast, sure—but if you couldn't hit, it was pointless.
Saitama's body swayed in place, shimmying a few quick circles, and every strand missed. He smiled, tapped the ground with his toe, and flashed straight at the enemy.
But with a pop, the foe scattered into countless threads, making Saitama's strike whiff. In the next instant, a body re-wove out of the air, and the web assault resumed.
Saitama frowned.
"System, show info."
[Name] Peter Parker
[Codename] Spider-Man · Future Four Horsemen
[Ability Scores] Intelligence 4 (gifted), Strength 4 (beyond human), Speed 5 (supersonic), Endurance 3 (high), Energy Projection 4 (medium-range, medium-duration single-type emission), Combat Skill 5 (mastered one fighting style)
[Special Abilities]
Spider Sense: Perceives air vibrations like a spider, sensing all around; detects stealth and hidden units.
Spider Strength: Proportional amplification of a spider's power; easily lifts heavy loads, roughly 15–20 tons.
Adhesion: Hands and feet adhere to any solid surface via a static-like effect.
Threaded Body: Body and mount are made of webbing; can disassemble and reassemble freely to evade attacks.
Other: Superhuman endurance, reaction speed, agility, movement speed, and self-healing.
"Spider-Man? Hm… feels like I ran into him in another Marvel world."
Saitama scratched his head—then a blast cracked behind him. He turned to see another Four Horseman charging in, this one a mechanical assembly.
A black head, the rest all armored plates—eight laser eyes glaring from the face. One glance told you who it was supposed to be: Iron Man.
Right—exactly what the System popped up next.
[Name] Tony Stark
[Codename] Iron Man · Future Four Horsemen
[Ability Scores] Intelligence 6 (super-genius), Strength 6 (beyond human), Speed 5 (supersonic), Endurance 6 (beyond human), Energy Projection 6 (multiple energy types), Combat Skill 3 (some training)
[Special Abilities]
Powered Armor: Because he's operating via a mechanical suit, he's not opposed to suicide-style attacks.
"Huh? Only one line?"
Wait—suicide-style attack means…
Up in the air, Iron Man's eight laser eyes flared at once. "Boom!!!"
A massive energy beam hammered toward Saitama. Caught off guard, he was blasted back. Still, he righted himself midair, flipped, landed, and sprinted sideways immediately—the beam packed serious knockback. If it hit, it shoved you whether you liked it or not. Future-tech, huh?
A random thought flashed through Saitama's head: if Genos got his hands on this… he might get pretty strong.
But before he could drift further, the mech stomped and dove in again—keeping about fifty meters overhead. The chest cavity irised open, and a rain of munitions dropped straight down. Each shell detonated before touching ground, and in an instant Saitama was swallowed in continuous explosions.
At first, Saitama didn't care. Then he started coughing. What the…?
Pepper powder?
He froze. He never expected them to use pepper powder against him. It wasn't exactly a hard counter, but even superheroes sneeze and tear up when this stuff hits their nose. Why? Because heroes have zero resistance to everyday household items.
Before Saitama could burst out, Iron Man's voice rang out: "White Knight, now!"
Spider-Man fired another deluge of webbing and wrapped Saitama up inside the bombardment zone.
"As long as we cocoon you, you won't have room to throw a punch. Capture complete," Iron Man said as he touched down.
True—the tensile strength of these webs was huge. Without letting Saitama break them, they also cramped his motion so he couldn't swing properly. Before, he shredded webs with raw punch pressure—but if he couldn't throw a punch, well, that got tricky.
Except…
Iron Man was still thinking too small.
Just as Spider-Man and Iron Man felt certain their trap had worked, a savage grin tugged at Saitama's lips inside the cocoon. You dared to play dirty—but you thought that meant he was out of options? Yes, this sticky, ultra-tough webbing had him sealed tight. Pure brute force wouldn't cut it.
But that's for ordinary brute force.
Saitama wasn't ordinary. He was strength beyond brute force—strength that broke the category itself.
(End of Chapter)
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