'What's going on?'
Lexon's thoughts stirred as his gaze fell upon the corpse of the Blade Demon.
'Is it resonating?'
'In other words, is the power causing such a change in the Blade Demon's corpse the same as the power belonging to the original owner of that arm?'
It came from that taboo punishment world mentioned by Rin Shiei of the Reincarnator Administration Bureau...
Thinking of this, Lexon took out the jar containing the arm from his spatial ring.
If he allowed the arm inside the jar to continue its agitation, there was a risk that the temporal stasis and the items stored within his spatial ring might collapse or be damaged.
After taking out the jar, Lexon gripped it tightly, pressing his violent power through space against the thrashing arm, forcibly quieting it down.
After its 'resurrection,' the Blade Demon had originally stood still without making a move, merely emitting an ominous, gloomy aura. However, Lexon's act of retrieving the jar and suppressing the arm's fluctuations seemed to provoke it, causing it to suddenly snap its body toward him.
The ominous aura around it deepened further, as if it were about to make a move.
Lexon thought the opponent was about to attack and prepared to counter, but after a short while, it still hadn't taken any action.
"Let's just get rid of this thing. I have a bad feeling about it," Watchdog Man spoke up, no longer looking so relaxed.
"I don't know why... but I really hate this thing. Let's finish it," Saitama chimed in.
"Hate it?" Lexon looked toward Saitama.
To a certain extent, he understood Saitama better than Saitama knew himself. He knew it was impossible for this man to hate something just because of the Blade Demon's current form or aura.
As the only Child of Destiny in the One Punch Man world to transcend the limiter... he must have instinctively sensed something...
Something he felt without even trying...
That was why he hated it.
"Yeah, it's just a feeling."
Saitama's response only solidified Lexon's suspicions.
"Then let's take care of it," Lexon proposed.
Although he was someone who acted on his whims, he was also a pragmatically cautious soul who based his actions on a foundation of established facts.
He wouldn't do something without a certain level of understanding and control.
So even though he was curious about the Blade Demon's transformation, Lexon chose to eliminate it directly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Watchdog Man moved.
Leaping like a small dog, his speed was at least on par with Lexon's in the Gate of Death state.
Then, as he closed in on the Blade Demon, he extended a paw and struck it in the chest.
There wasn't much of a shockwave; his strike was just like Saitama's, plain and straightforward.
However, the power it displayed was completely beyond expectations.
Most of the flesh on the Blade Demon's chest instantly exploded into a mist of blood. The gale whipped up by the residual force of the strike even leveled everything for ten miles behind the monster.
Then, Watchdog Man leaped again, returning to Lexon and Saitama's side as lightly as a dragonfly skimming water.
Indeed, he's very strong.
But he hasn't completely removed his limiter yet.
If I had to say, it's likely only partially removed.
Lexon glanced at Watchdog Man. With his strength and perception, it was easy to judge the power level of this mysterious hero.
Excluding the off-the-charts Baldy Mode, Watchdog Man was likely slightly weaker than Lexon himself in his full state with all buffs active.
He was also a bit behind in terms of the uniqueness and application of his power.
"It didn't work," Watchdog Man noted as he returned to the group.
Hearing him, Lexon stopped his musings and looked back at the Blade Demon.
He discovered that the flesh Watchdog Man had just destroyed... was currently sprouting pitch-black blades. They fused together, reconstructing the missing parts of the Blade Demon's body.
"I'll use a bit more force."
With that, Watchdog Man leaped toward the Blade Demon once more.
He arrived in front of it in an instant.
"Consecutive Paws."
Both paws blurred as they struck repeatedly, turning into countless afterimages that slammed into the Blade Demon's body.
In an instant, the monster's entire form was covered by the barrage.
*Pop!*
With a sound like a balloon bursting, the Blade Demon's body shattered completely, leaving not a single trace behind.
"It's done," Watchdog Man said, returning to them.
"But that hateful feeling is still there," Saitama said, scratching his head.
"You're not wrong. It's still here," Lexon added, his Nine-Tomoe Rinnegan focusing.
Within his ultimate vision...
In the place where the Blade Demon had vanished, tiny, microscopic blades were appearing out of thin air, constantly combining and expanding.
It didn't take long before they were visible even to the naked eyes of Saitama and Watchdog Man.
Soon, a humanoid monster composed of blades stood in the exact same spot.
"I can't finish it off," Watchdog Man said helplessly.
"Is there any other way?" Saitama looked at Lexon.
'A way...'
Lexon pondered.
For something that was already dead, without a soul or consciousness, yet capable of infinite regeneration... how to make it disappear completely?
For a moment, even Lexon couldn't think of a method.
'Should I use a sealing technique?'
Lexon approached the Blade Demon, utilizing a blend of Natural Chakra, Six Paths Power, and other energies to cast an enhanced sealing array.
Chibaku Tensei, Reverse Four Symbols Sealing, Adamantine Sealing Chains, Four Red Yang Formation... Lexon used them one after another.
Layer after layer of shackles were placed upon the Blade Demon.
'No... it's useless...'
Lexon quickly realized the truth.
The opponent existed like a conceptual entity; these techniques couldn't even touch its essence!
Thus, he stopped the sealing attempts and pushed his eyes to their maximum power, observing the Blade Demon closely.
"Do you want me to go up and give it a punch?" Saitama's voice came from behind.
He didn't have any other methods besides a punch.
"No need," Lexon said.
If it was just a punch, he could do that too.
Minutes passed, and suddenly, Lexon seemed to notice something, his expression shifting to one of realization.
"I know why you 'hate' this thing now," Lexon said.
"Why?" Saitama asked.
"Because this is just a coordinate medium. Using this coordinate, the thing behind it is squeezing into this world, trying to force its way in," Lexon explained calmly.
"Huh?" Saitama looked confused.
After all, Lexon's words were too far-fetched and difficult to grasp.
However, from Lexon's perspective, it wasn't hard to understand.
After pouring his power into his perception and observing closely, Lexon realized that the energy behind the black blades on the monster's body had a source...
It wasn't being generated out of nowhere.
It was being injected through an unknown channel...
Lexon couldn't see exactly where the channel was, but he could vaguely sense it... At the end of that channel, in some unknown place, the source was gradually drawing closer by transmitting its power.
But because the channel was too narrow... the speed of its approach was extremely slow.
That was why Lexon reached this conclusion.
Because it was merely a coordinate, the Blade Demon would accept attacks without resisting.
Because it was simply a convergence of power, it wasn't affected by sealing techniques.
And because it was an external force trying to force its way into this world, the world itself felt a sense of rejection, which manifested as an instinctive 'hatred' in Saitama, the Child of Destiny of the One Punch Man world.
Now that he had a grasp of the problem...
Lexon roughly knew how to deliver the perfect answer.
[Invincible Mode]
Strands of hair drifted away, swaying in the wind.
Lexon's hair gradually fell out, turning him into a complete baldy once again.
"Lexon... you?" Saitama was baffled.
"I'll take care of it," Lexon replied with a smile.
Saitama possessed invincible power and could throw punches with infinite force.
But his understanding was ultimately limited to that of a normal person; his grasp of space and other ethereal concepts couldn't match Lexon's.
So to solve this properly and truly strike the target...
It was better for Lexon to do it himself.
To do it himself...
And give the other side a particularly painful blow.
As for why?
The reason...
Was obviously because it would be fun...
The curve of Lexon's lips quirked upward as his fist began to glow with a mysterious radiance.
Then, with an easy and relaxed motion, he threw a punch at the Blade Demon.
*BOOM!*
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