Garou, kneeling on the ground, dug his hands deep into the dirt.
Even though he was covered in blood, he couldn't feel the slightest bit of pain.
Only the thick, tearing unwillingness, as if ripping his heart apart, burned wildly in his chest.
"Again... is it going to be like this again..."
He stared intensely at the ground, his vision blurring from blood congestion.
The floodgates of memory opened at this moment.
In a trance, he felt as if he was no longer in this ruin, but back in that sunny yet chilling park... "You be the Monster!"
"That's right, Garou is best suited to be the Monster!"
The children laughed and roughly placed the cardboard Monster mask on his head.
His vision instantly became narrow and dim; he could only see the outside world through the two holes.
Leading them was the school's popular kid—Xiao Da.
He always played the invincible hero, basking in everyone's adoration and cheers.
"The Monster has appeared! Hero Xiao Da Flying Kick!"
The child playing the hero stood at the top of the slide, struck what he thought was a cool pose, and then leaped down.
He fiercely kicked Garou right in the chest.
"Bang!"
He was knocked to the ground, sand got into his eyes, and it stung painfully.
He wanted to cry, to resist, to loudly question their unfairness: Why did the Monster always have to lose?
Why could the hero inflict violence without reason?
But the moment he tried to fight back, more "heroes" would swarm him, pinning him down and punching and kicking him.
"The Monster is defeated! Justice prevails!"
"Oh yeah!"
The children cheered, celebrating the victory of "justice," while no one paid attention to the "Monster" lying on the ground, silently enduring the pain and humiliation... The scene before him gradually merged with the picture in his memory.
How similar was that arrogant "hero" who kicked him away, to KING, who effortlessly neutralized all his attacks now!
Why?
Why do heroes always get to win?
Why am I forced to play the Monster destined to fail?!
Unacceptable!
I absolutely refuse to accept this!!!
An anger and roar originating from the depths of his soul erupted like a volcano!
"Haha... Hahahaha!"
"By any means necessary?"
Garou was still kneeling on the ground, head bowed, his body trembling violently.
There was no longer any confusion in his eyes, only pure, absolute madness and obsession.
"Yes... you're right..."
He laughed, his voice hoarse and maniacal.
"To win, and to overthrow this damn 'justice,' of course I can use any means necessary!"
"Technique? Martial Arts? Dignity? What good are those things in the face of your unreasonable 'justice'!!"
"If the so-called Martial Arts Pinnacle means sticking rigidly to old rules like that old man Bang, or being arrogant like you, then I'd rather not have it!"
"What I want was never this hypocritical nonsense in the first place!"
Garou's massive body began to writhe at this moment, as if something even larger and monstrous was awakening inside him.
"What I want is power!"
"Power sufficient to overturn all this unfairness!"
"Power that can make all self-proclaimed 'heroes' feel fear!"
"The ultimate violence that can bring absolute equality... and suppress everything!!!"
Boom! Rumble! Rumble!
As if responding to his inner desire, Garou's body began to undergo drastic changes once again.
This evolution was far more violent than before.
His body swelled up like a balloon, forcefully growing to a height of nearly five meters!
The broken horn on his head regrew, becoming thicker and more curved, piercing straight toward the sky.
"Roar—!"
Following the roar, the bone spikes on his back began to extend wildly outwards.
Black membranes instantly covered them, transforming into a pair of enormous, sky-obscuring demon wings!
His aura, at this moment, had completely surpassed the Dragon-level limit and was climbing wildly toward an unknown domain!
The Great Demon Wolf was about to be born!
At the same time, Lin Mo's brow furrowed sharply.
He clearly sensed a faint, almost imperceptible gaze being cast from some distant, unknown dimension.
The target of this gaze was Garou, who was evolving frantically!
Immediately afterward, the vajra scepter in Lin Mo's arms began to tremble violently.
Its temperature instantly soared to an alarming degree.
The dark red scale bar, which was already nearly full, was instantly filled at this moment, radiating dazzling blood-red light!
The power of God!
It was attempting to inject its power into Garou's body, transforming him into its agent in the mortal realm!
"So you finally decided to make a move?"
Lin Mo looked at the brightly glowing vajra scepter and said softly:
"You want to snatch him right in front of me?"
Just as that power from the higher dimension was about to touch Garou's body, he abruptly stepped forward.
This step seemed to land precisely on the world's nexus point.
[Trait 3: Martial God Domain—Activated]
An invisible, colorless, yet overwhelmingly dominant domain unfolded centered on Lin Mo, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield!
The power of God attempting to pour into Garou's body was forcefully blocked the moment it touched the boundary of this domain, unable to advance even an inch!
Lin Mo's figure then flashed, instantly appearing before the now monstrously huge Garou.
His deep eyes held an indescribable majesty.
Under the blessing of the [Martial God Domain], his momentum had climbed to an unimaginable peak.
He said nothing more, simply raising his right foot and delivering a fierce whip kick right into Garou's waist and abdomen!
BOOM!!!
Garou's massive body was sent flying with this single kick, utterly without resistance!
And that direction was exactly where Saitama was located.
"Saitama-kun!"
Lin Mo's voice echoed over the battlefield.
"This guy has thick skin and tough flesh; a regular beating won't wake him up."
"I'll leave the education to you!"
In the distance, Saitama, who was sitting on a rock watching the show, paused when he saw the massive black shadow flying toward him like a cannonball.
Immediately, a look of "I get it" appeared on his usually blank face.
He stood up, dusted the dirt off his backside, and held out a hand toward the incoming Garou.
"Well, leave it to me."
"I'm just sitting around anyway."
Bang!
With a tremendous crash, Garou slammed heavily onto the open ground in front of Saitama, kicking up dust everywhere.
But Saitama simply waved his hand gently, scattering the dust, and then calmly watched Garou struggling to get up.
"Hey, you're the guy named Garou, right? You certainly look tough."
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