Illimitable Until Death

“…”

White phosphorescence like flames fades away, like ashes, fades away.

In a deep pit a few kilometres in diameter, the scrolling sound of rubble and the whistling sound of sand and dust also began to dissipate, restoring silence from day to day.

Boros stared at the sky.

Until then, the cosmopolitan was in the mood to take a serious look at the planet's environment.

Looking at the blue sky, Boros had only one thought.

“So this is the sky of this planet? ”

Blue at a glance.

It really goes well with the beautiful blue planet you see in outer space, in the spacecraft.

With that in mind, Boros slowly lowered his head and looked at himself.

There, the elongated knife hole penetrated his chest and pierced Boros' body.

I'm afraid Boros was stabbed in a pair so that the pure white knife passed behind him?

This is obviously the case, but Boros didn't have a drop of blood on his wound.

Because what was killed by that knife was not Boros' life, but its very existence.

Poros' words are sensible.

The otherwise distant period of death is being shortened at an alarming rate, gradually approaching.

Soon after, there will be only one left for Boros.

“Is this" death "? ”

This dreamy murmur, no one responds.

That is also natural.

“Tick...”

Stabbing the knife into the hero of Boros, the blood dripped down and fell on Boros' face.

However, the other party held its head down, holding this position, motionless.

It's not that I don't want to move, it's that I can't move.

“Really...”

Boros muttered.

“Have you just lost consciousness? ”

Yes, it is.

The square has lost consciousness.

“The price of the so-called power, wherever it may be, will appear...”

Like Poros, once in the form of a meteor eruption, life is reduced at the cost of being able to exert a terrible force that can destroy even the planet.

The man in front of him paid the same price to show his strength to be comparable to himself and even to kill himself.

That's all.

And the result is Boros' defeat.

That's probably what Boros never experienced, right?

But Poros had great satisfaction in his heart.

Invincibility is lonely.

For Boros, who is not eager for peace, but eager for reciprocity, he is really too strong to even find an opponent.

Now, Boros is really satisfied to be able to get a reciprocal battle on this planet.

Even if satisfying one's own price is life.

“It doesn't matter...”

If you're ever going to be so bored, you might as well die with this satisfaction.

So Boros really doesn't have any regrets.

At this point, a voice entered Poros' ear.

“Are you sure you want to end this? ”

It's not much emotion in a word, it's a very ordinary voice.

The owner of the voice said so to Boros.

“Now, can you fight back? ”

Yeah, it is.

Now, Boros can still fight back.

Even as death approaches itself at an alarming rate, the feeling of the entire body fades with its existence, and Boros can do it if it is just a single blow.

This blow is naturally not difficult to deal with if the square is still awake.

But now that he's unconscious, Poros is perfectly capable of waging this blow and letting his own enemies, who kill him, be buried with him.

The owner of the voice probably saw it, too, right?

That's why they ask such a question.

But in Boros' mind, there is no such option.

After all...

“He responded to my expectations and gave me the reciprocal battle I dreamed of. ”

Boros said slowly.

“I have nothing but gratitude and resentment for him. ”

That's the same idea that a cosmopolitan traveling across the universe wouldn't have had in the past?

Without resentment, we would not have killed our enemies, nor would Poros have formed a cosmic pirate group to invade countless planets, destroy countless species, and bring countless despair and fear.

But perhaps at this moment, death is approaching, and there is a satisfying relationship inside, as Boros sees it.

And that's what Boros really thinks.

“By the way, I don't know his name yet. ”

Boros asked someone in the room, as if he remembered something important.

“Can you tell me his name? ”

The owner of the audible voice replied.

“Ah..." the other side scratched his face like a scratch, and said after half a bang: "If I remember correctly, it should be called... what is it called? ”

In other words, this question is unanswered.

“Forget it. ”

Boros just gave up.

“Even if I didn't know the name, I wouldn't forget the only person in my long career who brought me pleasure and excitement. ”

Even though Boros is dying.

“Is that so?” The owner of the voice seems to have given up and kept thinking, "Since you're not going to kill him, there's nothing left for me here. ”

In other words, if Boros was really going to do something to the unconscious, he might have done it a long time ago.

And Poros' words can be felt.

“You have incredibly powerful energy, stronger than me, more than him. ”

Boros said so with only a hint of feeling left.

“You must be bored, too? ”

The other party didn't answer the question, Boros.

But Boros said it like he got the answer.

“The universe is huge, and now that I can find an opponent, I hope that one day you will find one that will satisfy you. ”

This phrase resonates with each other.

“Ahhh...” For the first time, the other voice became tranced and emotional, saying: “I hope so. ”

Then the sound disappeared.

Boros' body, lying in the pit, gradually became cold.

And losing breath.

“So...”

Someone in the room spoke to himself.

“Go back...”

Speaking of which, it's convenient to turn around.

At this moment, however, three shadows attacked.

“Kill that human! ”

“Even Lord Boros is not his opponent. That human being is terrible! ”

“Can't let him live! ”

In these shouts, three of the most senior combatants, Gorikanshup, Gloribus and Meruzagarudo, attacked in the direction of the square with fear and harshness.

Totally, ignore the person present.

So...

“Boom --! ”

It's a punch at the clouds in the sky that are totally shocked.

Until the Heroes' Society finally arrives, they can only see it.

In that pit, besides the unconscious and the lifeless Boros, lies the bodies of three bombarded freaks.