He returned to the apartment and opened the door.
Genos, Fubuki, and Mumen were already inside waiting for him.
Genos and Fubuki were chatting curiously with the newcomer, Mumen.
During their conversation, Mumen seemed a bit stiff after they had finished introducing their hero ranks and such to each other.
They were very curious about how Mumen had ended up in this circle.
Genos had forced his way into becoming a disciple.
Fubuki had been beaten into submission and then stubbornly refused to leave.
So they wondered for what reason this Mumen was 'shamelessly' staying around...
They were extremely interested.
"I am the disciple Master Lexon took in."
But when Genos and Fubuki heard Mumen say those words, their expressions instantly looked as if they had seen a ghost.
"What? You said Mr. Lexon?!?"
That was Genos's shocked voice.
"What? You mean that 'Mist Swordsman'?"
That was Fubuki's surprised voice.
"Don't act like the sky is falling," Lexon said, leaning against the doorframe.
"Master!" Mumen stood up quickly.
"You're back..." Saitama stood up as well. "I'll go back to my room and change first."
"Yeah," Lexon replied.
"Are we going to do something, Master?" Mumen Rider, who didn't know what was happening and had only been called over, couldn't help but ask when he saw they were about to head out.
"Watch a show," Lexon replied casually.
*Huh?*
Mumen expressed that he didn't quite understand.
"It's just that Master Saitama is going to have a duel with Mr. Lexon. We can watch as spectators," Genos explained in a low voice next to Mumen.
"So that's how it is..." Mumen nodded.
A sense of anticipation couldn't help but rise in his heart.
He was still very curious about the full strength of the master he had just acknowledged.
"Alright, let's go." Saitama walked out of his room, dressed in his everyday hero suit.
"Time to head out," Lexon told the group in the room.
"Okay, Master!" Mumen Rider was the first to walk out.
Genos followed.
As he passed by, Lexon felt that Genos's gaze held a faint, inexplicable sense of resentment.
Fubuki was the last to walk out.
However, Fubuki stopped when she passed Lexon.
*?*
Lexon looked at her with some confusion.
Like a thief, Fubuki leaned close to Lexon, her slender, fair hand partially covering her rosy lips as she whispered, "Mist Swordsman, could you also take me as..."
"No." Lexon cut her off before she could even finish.
"I wasn't done!" Fubuki's chest heaved with anger.
But anger was useless; Lexon had already walked ahead.
After just a few minutes of leisurely walking, they arrived at an extremely open area in Z-City.
This was the place where Genos and Saitama had sparred in the original story after becoming master and disciple.
Genos had already scanned the area; there wasn't a soul for hundreds of miles.
Although the battle would take place inside Lexon's [AMENOMINAKA] dimension, this location was chosen to prevent shockwaves from leaking into reality if things got heated.
"Lexon, aren't we going to that place you mentioned for the fight?" Saitama asked curiously.
"Don't rush," Lexon replied.
Then, he spread his arms.
Layers of ripples suddenly spread through his eyes, stained with blood-red color, instantly transforming into the Nine-Tomoe Rinnegan.
[AMENOMINAKA]
Saitama, Genos, Fubuki, and Mumen only felt the scene before them flicker.
Then, they found that their surrounding environment had suddenly changed.
The sky was no longer blue but had turned a pale green.
The surroundings were entirely composed of deep red rocks.
It was incredibly desolate.
"So we're fighting here..." Saitama muttered.
He didn't show any surprise at all.
After all, he already considered Lexon a very versatile man in his heart, so nothing he pulled out would seem too strange.
As for the shock of Genos and the other two, there was no need to dwell on it.
"I'll add some protection for you first." To prevent the three little brats from being crushed by the aftershocks, Lexon raised his hand and cast a shield around them, then sent them to the farthest distance where they could still witness the battle, finally marking their souls.
If these precautions weren't enough and they actually got crushed to death by the shockwaves, he could still pull their souls back and revive them, just as he had revived Sasuke's parents.
Seeing that Lexon's preparations were basically complete, Saitama twisted his body, his face unable to hide his excitement. "Then it's time to start! Lexon!"
*I get the feeling you're actually excited and serious about this.*
Looking at his expression, Lexon couldn't help but think.
"Watch your strength, don't go and kill me," Lexon cautioned.
He didn't plan on activating his Baldy Invincibility state right from the beginning.
Instead, he intended to push his own power to its absolute limit first to see what he was capable of.
To see if he could approach Saitama's so-called 'invincible' setting...
"I won't. I believe I won't." With a serious expression, Saitama smiled and said, "I've always felt that you, Lexon... are just like me."
*Just like you...?*
Lexon looked at Saitama, and after a moment of silence, he spoke, "We're different... Saitama."
*We're different...*
In every way.
[BREATHING STYLE]
[SLAYER MARK]
[TRANSPARENT WORLD]
[NINE-TOMOE RINNEGAN]
[KEKKEI GENKAI, KEKKEI MORA...]
...
[DEMON TRANSFORMATION]
[EIGHT INNER GATES: GATE OF DEATH]
[SAGE MODE]
[SIX PATHS MODE]
Finally, the four heavyweight buffs fell.
This was the first time Lexon had gone so all-out, sparing no effort.
Lexon used every empowerment state he had, even those whose effectiveness on his current self was unknown.
This time, Lexon intended to hold nothing back.
The physical and aura changes from Demon Transformation, the aura change from the Gate of Death, and the transformations from Sage Mode and Six Paths Mode...
Everything, thanks to the gains from the Food Wars world... intertwined and fused even more deeply and concretely.
Even things that would have originally caused slight conflicts obeyed his every command like disciplined soldiers.
The most prominent black and red aura around Lexon was so dense it almost collapsed the surrounding space.
Vortex-like distortions constantly emerged, creating a sense of visual displacement.
The Truth-Seeking Orbs, which originally numbered only eight, had somehow increased to a terrifying amount.
There were at least several hundred of them!
Flying around Lexon, they faintly emitted a sense of all-encompassing annihilation.
He tightly gripped the pitch-black staff of Six Paths Mode; the shaft was even covered by the aura of the Gate of Death and Demon Transformation, turning it directly into an enchanted weapon.
His waist-length black hair flowed freely, and his deepening blood-red Nine-Tomoe pupils revealed an oppressive intent.
The pale Slayer Mark patterns expanded further, covering his arms and chest entirely.
Black and red intertwined and bled into the fair-white Six Paths Haori.
At the neck, numerous pitch-black pupils emerging from upturned flesh revealed a daunting indifference.
Ethereal and divine, oppressive and demonic.
Completely opposite elements...
At this moment, they were bizarrely and vividly displayed on Lexon.
Even Genos, Fubuki, and Mumen, who were shielded and eight hundred miles away, couldn't help but feel a mental shock at this moment.
They felt as if they were shrouded in an invisible, terrifying aura.
Their pupils shrank, and they felt an urge to vomit.
"You're visibly strong... Lexon!" Even Saitama, who was mentally prepared to see Lexon's strange abilities, couldn't help but feel surprised.
He had no thought of regarding Lexon, who looked more like a monster than an actual monster, as one.
Right now, in Saitama's heart, there was only a surging fighting spirit!
The hearty, exhilarating battle he had anticipated for so long!
The battle he had looked forward to even in his dreams!
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