ROAR!!!
The Doomsday Beast let out a deafening roar, its golden light intensifying as energy surged toward its core. Its massive black and white arms radiated with the same golden glow, power surging fiercely like a raging storm.
Nanashi's golden eyes burned with unwavering focus. Though Doomsday Beast was a beast devoid of understanding, he had no intention of underestimating it.
After all—
The Doomsday Beast Antimatter Corps was forged from the fragments of the ancient Dusk Beast, fused with the lingering resentment of countless fallen souls within the furnace of war.
The obsession of vengeful spirits had taken form—shadowy hands that clawed at existence, a tail coalesced from past calamities, stretching high enough to blot out the heavens.
The Doomsday Beast imprisoned the wills of countless beings, trapped between life and death, unable to be liberated nor truly perish.
Rage, sorrow, even fleeting joy—once these scattered emotions were revealed, the storm of calamity would only intensify.
At its core, Doomsday Beast was powered by an antimatter engine, making it a true anti-stellar weapon of the Antimatter Legion.
Legends claimed its right hand could summon disaster, while its left hand could tear apart the dawn.
At the heart of its being, the antimatter engine pulsated—driven by a lingering trace of the ancient beast's will.
Beyond the shattered Black Tower Space Station, the vast cosmos stretched infinitely.
And yet, one could still breathe.
The exact nature of the technology enabling this remained unclear, but it at least ensured a proper battlefield. The only real regret was that the station itself couldn't sustain too much damage.
And there was no wind in the vacuum of space.
"Take care of Suzuki for me. He's just an ordinary man."
Nanashi's words were brief, spoken without hesitation.
Then—he vanished.
The moment his sentence ended, his figure blurred and launched forward at lightning speed.
The others barely had time to react.
Suzuki, meanwhile, huddled awkwardly behind a nearby pillar, his trembling frame betraying his fear.
Nanashi—a mortal—was now engaging the Doomsday Beast head-on.
Doomsday Beast, infuriated by this minuscule human's defiance, retaliated instantly. Its enormous black and white claws came crashing down, imbued with the power of imaginary numbers.
The sheer force threatened to rend the skies and sunder the earth.
Yet Nanashi remained calm.
With a mere flick of his hand, he compressed the surrounding air, forming a barrier that absorbed the blow.
Then—
BOOM!!!
A single punch sent a shockwave of compressed air exploding outward.
The very atmosphere shattered, the force so immense that even Doomsday Beast's titanic frame was pushed backward.
Furious, the Doomsday Beast retaliated, unleashing a volley of golden energy beams.
Each beam hurtled toward Nanashi at breakneck speed—
Only to be reflected back mercilessly, bouncing off his form as if redirected by an unseen force.
The contrast between the two combatants was stark.
Himeko, Stelle, and Dan Heng all shared the same thought—
These two aren't even in the same league.
March 7th, taking note of Nanashi's earlier suggestion, quickly opened the chat group.
Within moments, enthusiastic discussions erupted.
Suzuki: "Wow! The boss is insane! That massive monster? He just went up and punched it!!!"
Lemuel: "How intense is the fight?"
Suzuki: "It's absolutely insane! Like a blockbuster movie, but real!"
Lemuel: "I wanna see!"
Nami: "Wait, isn't fighting monsters dangerous?"
Suzuki: "…"
Suzuki: "Forget about worrying for the boss! Worry about me! I'm just standing here trembling! The shockwaves alone might kill me!"
Saeko: "Then why not use the new chat group function and start a live stream?"
Suzuki: "Oh! Right! I totally forgot!"
[Ding! March 7th has started a live broadcast!]
Suzuki: "???"
March 7th: "What? We gotta test out the new feature, right?"
March 7th: "Can everyone see now?"
[Bukujima Saeko has entered the live broadcast room!]
[Nami has entered the live broadcast room!]
[Lemuel has entered the live broadcast room!]
…
In an instant, the chat group members flooded into the live stream.
From March 7th's perspective, they witnessed Nanashi's battle against Doomsday Beast in real-time.
It was as if they were there themselves.
The immersive experience sent shivers down their spines.
Shinobu: "What a terrifying battle! This isn't something a demon could ever match… Even an upper-rank demon, or Muzan Kibutsuji himself, wouldn't survive this!"
Saeko: "This is the first time I've seen Nanashi-kun go all out. Before, he handled zombies effortlessly… but this? This is on another level."
Lemuel: "Nanashi has gotten stronger. Again."
Suzuki: "I'm shaking!"
Aqua: "Pfft. Barely impressive. Not as strong as this goddess!"
Nami: "Your standards are way too high. This is already insanely strong."
March 7th: "Yeah! Just now, Doomsday Beast attacked me, but Nanashi saved me! It was so cool!"
Lemuel: "Where is this battle even taking place? It doesn't look like Earth. Why is it so dark outside?"
Saeko: "This is outer space."
Lemuel: "…Okay, not gonna lie, I don't get it. But it's awesome."
Shinobu: "Nanashi is powerful… but he can't kill that monster, can he?"
Shinobu's words struck a chord.
Despite overwhelming Doomsday Beast, Nanashi had yet to deal a fatal blow.
The Doomsday Beast had no blood, no bio-static electricity.
He couldn't manipulate its internal vectors.
And in space, wind-based attacks were severely limited.
Even using plasma from the space station wasn't realistic.
With space restricting so many of his abilities, Nanashi was left with only one option—
Close-quarters combat.
Physically, Doomsday Beast was stronger.
But force? Force could be manipulated.
Through sheer technique, Nanashi countered each colossal strike, using precision and calculated redirections to drive back Doomsday Beast's attacks.
Each exchange damaged the beast bit by bit.
Even Doomsday Beast's deadly energy beams posed no threat—
Because every single one was reflected right back at it.