The Drunken Sword Immortal couldn't understand why Boros would do such a thing.
"The significance is that Saitama has truly stepped into the limelight."
Tang Hao spoke, his voice hoarse and deep, "Ultimately, Saitama's identity was not exposed because of a series of coincidences... For example, he appeared to be a weakling, and King took all of his credit."
“If Saitama fought Boros in front of the whole world… and accidentally destroyed the moon in the process? Who would dare to lie through their teeth?” Tang Hao paused for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully. “Unless Saitama really has a conceptual-level ability that can force others to believe he is weak.”
"That makes sense." Ah Xing nodded thoughtfully.
Conan tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, and after a moment's thought, continued, "So, what happens next?"
“Next?” Boros suddenly laughed. “Some people don’t believe it… but what does that have to do with me? The rest of them who got up and still wanted to fight me, I granted their wish and broke their legs.”
Weber felt a chill run down his spine. He looked at Boros with a hint of awe in his eyes.
In the past, Weber felt that he had a good relationship with Boros, and since Boros had been very low-key and silent after joining the council, he dared to say any kind of joke to Boros.
But now, Weber finally remembered that Boros was so well-behaved in the council because the council chairman was keeping him in check... In his own world, Boros was truly unrestrained, doing whatever he wanted and fully displaying the power and charisma of a cosmic overlord.
"So, you wiped out the Hero Association?" Gu Xun'er stared intently at Boros.
"Why would I want to wipe out the Hero Association?" Boros glanced at Gu Xun'er, his voice calm and unwavering. "I simply want Saitama to stand on the world stage."
"After rendering those heroes completely powerless to resist, I left... and incidentally ran into Saitama on my way home."
Boros suddenly laughed, his voice filled with anticipation. "I think... it won't be long before the Hero Association re-evaluates Saitama."
“I have no doubt about that.” Asuna Yuuki rubbed her temples, looking a bit annoyed. “But I feel that once the Hero Association starts paying attention, they’ll find out that you live in Saitama’s house… and then, things will suddenly become much more complicated.”
"A cosmic overlord from outer space, furious that his friend was treated unfairly on this planet, so he brazenly caused trouble?" Aizen clapped his hands with delight, sincerely praising, "Good story, good script."
"Concise and to the point." Conan nodded to Aizen, then continued, "However, even if the Hero Association sees Boros at Saitama's house in the future and has a problem with him... they probably wouldn't dare to say anything."
"Isn't this obvious?" Madara Uchiha sneered. "Boros alone, they can't even beat him, let alone Saitama... Either of these two guys has the power to destroy the Earth."
“No,” Conan glanced at Madara Uchiha and shook his head, “I never overestimate people’s intelligence and emotional intelligence. After all, the Hero Association is not an individual, but an organization… Such a large organization, there will always be someone manipulating the Hero Association to do something brainless. Or to test… or for some other purpose.”
"So what do you mean?" Daigo Madoka asked, puzzled.
“What I mean is… the Hero Association’s entire S-class high-end combat force is now useless! And considering Boros’ world, all sorts of monsters are running rampant.” Conan’s voice carried a hint of amusement, “At a time like this, what should we do to protect the safety of those officials in the Hero Association… it’s obvious, isn’t it?”
Madara Uchiha froze, and after a brief silence, he had to admit that Conan was right.
Yes, with the Hero Association weaker than ever before... the only ones capable of protecting world peace are Saitama and Boros.
Boros is the root of everything; who dares to approach him? Therefore, the only option is to offer Saitama substantial benefits.
"Oh, right." Whitebeard didn't pay attention to this matter. He suddenly remembered something, chuckled, and casually conjured two cards. "Asuna, and Saeko... I have successfully prepared Devil Fruits for you."
"What?" Saeko Busujima was stunned.
Asuna Yuuki's expression changed slightly. "Dad... so fast?"
"Asuna, this is a Paramecia-type Impact Fruit, and its effects are somewhat similar to my Tremor-Tremor Fruit... Of course, its pure destructive power is much weaker than my Tremor-Tremor Fruit." Whitebeard stared at Yuuki Asuna with complete composure.
After thinking for a moment, Whitebeard added, "Of course, it's destructive power, but it also has a lot more tact... If developed well, its effects may not be inferior to the Tremor-Tremor Fruit."
Paramecia-type Devil Fruits are developed based on wild imagination. Even some Devil Fruits that seem weak on the surface can, if developed properly, show the potential to reach the pinnacle of the world.
"I understand, thank you, Father." Asuna Yuuki's expression was very serious.
“Then it’s Saeko Busujima.” Whitebeard turned to look at Saeko Busujima. Saeko Busujima tensed up instantly. Although she remained calm on the surface, she was clearly very nervous inside.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 350 Madara Uchiha's mentality exploded (Second update)
A Zoan-type Devil Fruit, a Mythical type, in vampire form.
Whitebeard laughed loudly, threw it at Saeko Busujima, and said in a deep voice, "I hope you can use it to truly reach the peak... or even surpass me."
“I will try my best,” Saeko Busujima replied crisply.
She knew very well what Whitebeard expected of his children. If one of his children surpassed him, Whitebeard might feel disappointed, but that would only be a disappointment at no longer being able to protect them...
Deep down, he must have felt gratified, even delighted.
"Then I'll offer my congratulations in advance on the birth of these two powerful members of the council," Aizen said with a smile.
Su Han surveyed the people present. Before he could speak, mist suddenly rose from the void, and then Emilia's figure appeared out of thin air on the bronze seat. She was slightly out of breath, raised her head, and stared intently at Su Han, her expression tense, speaking rapidly.
“Mr. Speaker of the Council… there is a big problem in our world, in our world.”
"There's a problem?" Song Que's back gradually straightened, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable light, containing heaviness, fighting spirit, contemplation, and joy.
He had made up his mind that he could not miss this opportunity, and that he might even stay after the battle and have a contest of swordsmanship and saber skills with that sword saint.
After joining the council, his strength increased by leaps and bounds, and he was already able to sweep across the world of the Tang Dynasty... It wouldn't be unreasonable to say that he was now comparable to someone who could shatter the void...
Although it might be because of the council, he did not feel that he had a tendency to shatter the void.
However, Song Que knew very well that in a full-scale battle, he would probably be no match for Reinhard, the overpowered swordsman...
However, in a simple exchange of swordsmanship, Song Que did not think he would lose.