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Two whole days had passed by quickly, and for every counting second, both Laura and Saitama felt more worried about the situation as they weren't able to sense Averill on Earth.

Both Saitama and Laura had searched, Saitama ran around the world several times whereas Laura had flown and checked every city. Their results were nil, they weren't even able to get close to finding a small bit Averill's aura anywhere on Earth.

On the third day, Laura, Saitama and Harleen were sitting outside, gazing at the dark sky which was filled with stars.

All of them thought of the same thing at once, but out of the three, Saitama was the first one to speak. "Did he leave Earth?"

"He could have. But if he wanted to stay hidden on this planet, we wouldn't be able to find him anyways." Laura wasn't fully believing in the words she spoke, that was because she had a feeling that Averill was far away from her right now.

Harleen didn't bother looking at the sky for too long before she also commented. "But why should we think about where he is? Averill did mention that he would be away for a few days." Harleen didn't quite know why Saitama and Laura were overreacting like this.

"Averill just vanished into nowhere, even if I'm not as strong as him, I should have been able to sense him." Saitama muttered to himself as an answer to Harleen's question. Even if he had only trained his body, his senses weren't all too bad.

Laura gave a nod too. Her sensing ability was much better than Saitama's, and she could easily sense the entire planet and a bit more than too. But she wasn't able to find Averill in her reach of senses.

"How strong are the two of you actually?" Harleen asked whilst her eyebrows furrowed slightly, she knew that the two of them were strong, but not how strong.

"I can crush this planet if I punch hard enough." Laura replied with a stoic expression.

The moment Harleen heard that, she almost couldn't believe it, but before she could fully comprehend what Laura had said, she heard Saitama speak next.

"Ehh, I think if I fought with my full strength, half of this Universe would be left in ruins." Saitama scratched his bald head as he thought hard over it.

Harleen was dumbfounded and couldn't believe what they had just said. She had thought that both Laura and Saitama would be at most as strong as Superman who has shown abilities as crushing mountains and stopping meteors. But destroying the planet and being able to leave half of the Universe in ruins is something that Harleen didn't consider for a single second.

But that thought quickly moved to another direction. 'If these two are this strong, doesn't that mean that Averill is stronger than them? The more I learn about Averill, the harder it is for me to understand him… how can such a person with strength like that be calm like Averill? It doesn't even seem like that Averill has any kind of superior complexity over others. But, he does have a low regard to people in general, maybe it's due to his past?' Harleen's thoughts quickly raced through most opportunities that should be available to understand Averill, but she always ended up in a blind spot.

No matter how much Harleen tried, she wasn't able to figure out the mystery whose name is – Averill. And as she thought that, a smile appeared on her face without her knowing about it. Harleen did indeed feel something warm inside of her boiling each time she thought about trying to understand Averill. And for someone who should be able to understand every kind of emotion, Harleen was having a hard time figuring out what she was feeling.

Meanwhile somewhere far away. Averill was sitting on a dark throne with a maniacal smile on his face. His jet-black hair was floating behind his head, his red sharp eyes were watching what was in front of him, which was a battlefield that had just ended.

There tens of thousands of corpses laying around, and most of them had dark wings behind their backs. Out of the hundred thousand army, only one person was alive, and Averill was staring at the kneeling man in front of him.

The kneeling man was like a dead star, he had stopped shining in a gold light after suffering heavy injures. He was missing his right leg, left arm and wing on his right side of his back.

"…I don't care who you are… you will suffer the wrath, if it isn't my wrath, it shall be by the creator or my brother…!" The kneeling man was roaring in a hoarse voice that could barely be heard.

The kneeling man is an archangel, and one of the strongest beings in this Universe too add. But as he had gazed at a few intruders that invaded this Universe a few days ago. He wanted to eliminate them, but before he could do that, he could feel a bad premonition before a man suddenly appeared in his domain.

"What wrath are you even talking about?" Averill replied with a mocking tone, he had beaten up the soldiers of this person who had set his eyes upon himself, Laura and Saitama. "Don't you think that you are actually boasting your own worth right now? Weren't you supposed to be immortal? But look at you now; you're dying, ahahaha!" Averill began laughing, his laughter was a mixture of mocking, soothing and maniacal tone.