"It's over," Groribas said in a deep voice.
He moved to the side of Metal Bat, who was blocked by Melzargard, and spat out a stream of viscous green liquid.
"Killer Move: Acid Entrapment Gel!"
The liquid instantly enveloped Metal Bat's legs and quickly hardened, firmly gluing him to the spot.
Immediately after, Groribas's fists rained down like a storm, each punch coated with an extremely corrosive slime.
Though Metal Bat endured with his "Fighting Spirit," his movements were completely restricted, and his body and beloved bat were constantly damaged by the corrosion.
His "Indomitable Spirit," which grew stronger with each fight, was slowly but surely worn down by this tactical coordination.
The battlefield was completely split.
Melzargard transformed into the perfect main tank, absorbing the primary firepower of all the heroes with its almost immortal regenerative body, and creating widespread chaos with its shape-shifting limbs.
Groribas, on the other hand, was a terrifying battlefield dominator, combining support, crowd control, and assassination.
He used acid mist to divide formations, armor-piercing acid rays for precise targeting or heavy damage to heroes, entrapment gel to restrict the movement of strong opponents, and deadly martial arts to deliver the finishing blow.
These two Dragon-level Monster formed a tactical synergy where one plus one was far greater than two… "It's not over yet!!"
Metal Bat roared, but his legs were firmly glued to the ground by the "Acid Entrapment Gel," his mobility completely stripped away.
Groribas's corrosive heavy punches rained down on him mercilessly.
Although his "Fighting Spirit" had elevated Metal Bat's endurance to an incredible degree, his beloved bat was already pockmarked from the corrosive slime.
His proud pompadour hairstyle was also corroded unevenly, and he had multiple lacerations on his body, with his wounds making a "sizzling" sound.
"What tenacious vitality," Groribas chuckled, sensing that Metal Bat's power was still rising.
"But how long can you last? Mere brute force is meaningless."
The entire S-Class Hero front line was on the verge of collapse under the flawless coordination of Groribas and Melzargard.
In this chaos, only one person remained standing still, not moving an inch.
Atomic Samurai.
He stood at the edge of the acid mist, his posture upright, his hand always resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
His eyes calmly surveyed the entire battlefield.
He didn't charge recklessly like Tanktop Master; he was observing.
As a swordsman who had cultivated his swordsmanship to its peak, he understood the importance of "timing" better than anyone.
He saw the terrifying speed of Groribas's acid rays, so fast that even he found it difficult to fully track; he saw the spread and corrosive strength of the acid mist, which almost completely corroded everything it touched; and he also saw the seamless tactical coordination between Melzargard and Groribas.
This was a deadlock.
Attack Melzargard, and Groribas would instantly launch a deadly long-range strike from the flank.
Attack Groribas, and the immortal meat shield would immediately block in front, creating an opportunity for his companion to counterattack.
They were like a precisely coordinated war machine, without any discernible weakness.
"Ridiculous…" Atomic Samurai's lips moved slightly, uttering two cold words.
His pride, his dignity as a swordsman, would not allow him to admit the words "cannot be defeated."
In his view, there was nothing in the world that he couldn't cut with a single stroke.
If one stroke wasn't enough, then it would be a hundred strokes, a thousand strokes.
So-called "coordination" and "tactics," in the face of absolute, overwhelming slashes, were nothing but flimsy defenses.
"Metal Bat can't hold on much longer," he muttered to himself.
He saw that Metal Bat's movements were already slowing, and that towering "Fighting Spirit" was showing unstable fluctuations.
He couldn't wait any longer.
Timing doesn't always come from waiting; sometimes, you have to create it yourself!
The next instant, Atomic Samurai's figure vanished from his spot.
He crossed dozens of meters in an instant, at a speed beyond human limits.
His target was not Groribas, who was attacking Metal Bat, but Melzargard, who served as the "shield"!
If he could instantly pulverize it completely, preventing it from reassembling quickly, then Groribas would lose his most solid barrier!
"Oh?"
One of Melzargard's heads, focused on suppressing Bang, instantly sensed this biting killing intent and immediately split off two arms, forming a massive wall of flesh to block Atomic Samurai's path of advance.
"Too slow."
A hint of disdain flashed in Atomic Samurai's eyes.
Accompanied by a crisp clang of a sword, the blade at his waist was drawn again!
"Secret Technique: Atomic Slash!"
The moment the blade was drawn, a silver flash erupted in a fan shape, centered on Atomic Samurai.
Melzargard's massive wall of flesh was instantly shattered into a myriad of flying fragments the moment it came into contact with the silver light!
This was the true essence of "Atomic Slash"—to deliver over a hundred slashes in one second, completely pulverizing the target from the atomic level!
The silver light swept through half of Melzargard's body with irresistible force.
However, at this moment, a deadly sense of crisis struck from the side, causing Atomic Samurai's skin to tingle.
It was Groribas!
He had indeed not missed this opportunity.
The moment Atomic Samurai made his move, he immediately abandoned his pursuit of Metal Bat, and the head on his arm sharply turned towards Atomic Samurai, a highly condensed "Acid Armor-Piercing Stream" already having been fired!
This move was timed perfectly, precisely when Atomic Samurai was unable to make a large-scale dodge.
"So it's here!"
Atomic Samurai's eyes narrowed, but he did not choose to retreat.
Retreating would mean giving up this hard-won offensive opportunity.
He made an unconventional response!
He suddenly flicked his wrist, and the slashes of the "Atomic Slash" he had already unleashed were forcibly condensed and contracted, the aftershocks of hundreds of slashes converging at the tip of his blade, fearlessly cutting down towards that deadly acid stream!
He intended to… cut open that acid stream!
Swoosh—!!!
Blade and acid stream, two completely different substances, collided in an incredible way.
That lightning-fast acid ray was shattered by hundreds of slashes the moment it touched Atomic Samurai's blade.
It ultimately turned into a pale green vapor, brushing past both sides of Atomic Samurai's body, merely corroding a few strands of his hair.
To cleave this attack with swordsmanship! What astonishing swordsmanship!
"Hm?!" Groribas's face showed a look of surprise for the first time.
However, Atomic Samurai's attack did not end there.
After cutting open the acid stream, he used the momentum of his turn to unleash the remaining power of "Atomic Slash" without reservation onto Melzargard's remaining body!
This time, he pushed his perception to the limit, and amidst countless slashes, he clearly felt it.
The hard, marble-sized core hidden within that constantly wriggling mass of flesh.
That was it!