Synopsis: Be a Group Owner from Today

Gremi Tomio proudly stated his ability: "I am Gremi Tomio, the holy character code '', given the ability to turn fantasy into reality by His Majesty, I am Star Cross: the strongest of the Knights."

"It turns out that, fighting with brain holes is really how bold people are and how prolific they are."

Saitama sighed with emotion, wondering if the opposite Quincy would use the infinite sword technique.

"How about it, is it a desperate ability?"

Gremi Tomio opened his hands and looked a little crazy, as if he was obsessed with his own power.

Gremi Tomio wanted to see fear or something on Saitama's face, but unfortunately, from the beginning to now, Saitama has been calm, his emotions have not fluctuated in the slightest, and even the style of painting on his face has changed. It's a bit too simplistic and seems impatient.

This made him very frustrated, and he always regarded himself as the strongest, and he felt that he was underestimated.

"Desperate ability?"

Saitama pinched his face, "It's okay, many people have the ability to materialize, and it's worthless, so I'm not too surprised."

The ability to be so proud was insulted, Gremitomo squinted and sneered a few times: "It seems that you can't understand how powerful my power is, but it doesn't matter, reality will tell you that in front of my power, you are just a A slightly stronger ant."

Saitama was speechless for a while, why does anyone with a bit of strength always talk about the ants, the ants have provoked you to provoke you, and the few monsters you just now don't seem to be very good.

"Feel the despair!"

The thought flashed in my mind, and the billowing lava suddenly appeared behind Gremitomiu out of thin air, and the scorching hot current changed its shape at will, like a big open hand, covering it towards Saitama.

Clap! The fist wind tore apart the air friction and made a whistling sound. Facing the tsunami-like magma, Saitama just punched and smashed the magma directly.

Grammy Tomius also seemed to have expected this to happen, and smiled calmly.

Thinking hard again, the smashed magma just now turned into silver needles with flickering cold lights in the air, and they shot towards the ground.

"With such a dense attack, it is impossible for you to..."

Gremitomo was about to sneer when he fell silent.

I saw Saitama bathed in the shadow of swords and swords, and the sharp metal needles hit him like raindrops.

Not to mention breaking through, even the skin is broken at all! "Ha! There are flaws!"

Saitama's face changed, and he moved behind him instantly, then straight and punched the opponent into several pieces neatly.

"You bastard...what the hell is going on..."

Gremitomo was half-kneeling on the ground, and his body recovered as he spoke, and all the objects around him, including the magma, disappeared.

"Oh, it turns out to be the first thing to do? It seems like this. Imagination comes from the head..."

Saitama pinched his face again, feeling like he made a mistake just now.

Half-squatting on the ground, Gremi Tomio slowly stood up. Although there was no limit to his imagination, certain conditions were required in order to use his imagination.

For example, an author has the most abundant imagination when he is squatting on the toilet.

But in the morning crowded bus or crowded subway, it is unimaginable.

present.

The tricks were broken one after another, and he was punched in the front, and everyone was broken. He Lai's imagination couldn't even think of the details of the monsters he constructed at the beginning.

Busy, flustered, nervous... these are the natural enemies of imagination.

"Bastard! I don't care!"

A glimmer of madness flashed in Gremi Tomio's eyes, and he paid all his attention to quickly construct an ultimate trick in his mind.

A few seconds later...... the clouds on the battlefield exploded, a huge oval cannonball fell vertically from the sky, and the whistling alarm sound spread to the entire sky.

It's a nuclear bomb! I can't think of any other way, I just came up with a nuclear bomb, and I'm going to burn all the jade and stone to end all this! "Hahaha, trash fish! Just turn it into dust!"

Gremi Tomio raised his hands and embraced the sky as if welcoming the Holy Appearance: "You will be turned to dust in this huge explosion, and I, as long as I imagine myself immortal and immortal, can live in the ruins forever."

"Hey hey hey, think about it clearly, if it really explodes, the entire invisible empire will be gone!"

Saitama's eyelids are about to roll back, are all visionaries crazy?

"Reconstruction is reconstruction, but have you thought about what to do with nuclear radiation? Today you are blasted, but in the future, it doesn't matter if the new-born quencher has big eyes, cross eyes, or rotten eyes. The most important thing is, bang Come on, if it blows up to your boss, it will be bad, look at that...youhbach is hating you now!"

"Haha, it's impossible..."

He glanced at the top of the Sun Gate for a moment, but at this moment, Saitama seized the opportunity and flashed in front of him, his special move—serious beating series surged out, directly blasting Gremitomu. Head! "Boom!!!!"

With the headshot, the nuclear bomb in the sky disappeared.

Everything is as if it never happened.

"Huh... It's really thrilling. It seems that this guy has abnormal abilities, but his mind is not very good. If the imagination stops, the things that are embodied will also stop."

Although Saitama was on the surface, he already knew the weakness.

That's right, Chutian told him.

Imagination must continue to function.

For example, to let the nuclear bomb fall on the ground and explode, he must always think about the nuclear bomb.

But if you get distracted halfway through, the nuclear bomb will disappear.

So Saitama deliberately said something to distract him.