Atlas One Punch Man Novels & Stories

"Felix, in our first battle, I left you completely powerless to fight back. This time won't be any different!" Atlas started the attack. A cloud of demonic black smoke appeared atop his head after he waved his arms, but it vanished soon. Felix also made his move with the Shadow Strike, followed by the Rising Dragon to face his enemy. His energy clashed with the black cloud from Atlas. Atlas was undoubtedly one of the geniuses who made it to the Top Ten Menaces of Martial City. His combat power was not to be underestimated. Without warning, Atlas leaped into the air with the black smog underneath him. He clashed against Felix's Hidden Dragon move.

Atlas said straightly and it pissed off Commander Daniel as hsi nose flared and his eyes glowed yellow. “I’ve had enough.” It happened in seconds, Commander Daniel launching himself at Atlas who wasn’t in the least bothered with the charge in his direction. Easily Atlas moved aside but it wasn’t enough- “Atlas!!” I yelled out as Commander Daniel turned as such a high speed and throwing his hands out at Atlas in a strong punch which barely missed his face. Atlas eyes glowed blue and he repeated the act but Commander Daniel was faster and grabbed Atlas hands and threw him down into the ground. A loud quake shook up every one around them as dust floated up into the air blocking our view.

In the restroom, I saw a man lying on the floor, and his physique… Atlas quickly approached, crouching down to carefully examine the man's face. He reached out, feeling the man's neck. Suddenly, he pinched a spot beneath the man's jaw, tearing something, and the entire face came off. I was startled and let out a gasp. I couldn't fathom what kind of maneuver this was. But when my gaze fell on the face of the man lying on the ground again, I panicked. With a sudden exclamation, I cried out, "Dad!"

I wave at him as he heads forwards in his white car. I spin and meet a flummoxed gaze from Atlas. The psycho has his hand stuck in his pocket and he asks with a smile of victory. I gawk at him and wait for him to make the first move. “Shall we, PA?” He bawls and spreads his right hand in the motion of directing me towards his car. I flinch a serious stare at him and grind my teeth.

His eyes search mine as he continues to plead for me to stay with him. “FUCKING BASTARD!” I hear Athena screech. Her and Aesha had been trying to hold Frederick down and as Atlas leans back, I see Athena punch Frederick over and over. “If I can’t have it… no one can!” Frederick splutters in between the punches. It. He referred to my pup as an 'It'! As I look back into Atlas’s eyes, everything goes quiet. Their voices change into a constant hum. The different pitches merging into some kind of tune. A tune that was oddly calming.

I don't care about his reaction, I'll let it slide if he feels annoyed because he thinks I challenged him, and I'll ignore it if he doesn't care about it either. "Are you saying my punch can't even break a twig?" I glared at him with lightning in my eyes. "Alright, we'll see how strong that branch is until I can't break it." I took a step, getting into position. When I had ensured my feet were perfectly planted, I clenched my fist tightly and swung the punch with all my might at Atlas. The one punch that was blocked by the palm he gave me as the target of my punch managed to make his shoulder wobble slightly.

I quickly stand and started walking away. “Thank you for stopping by, Ms. One punch girl!” he shouted. “I have a name!” “I also have too! Akihiro! Not a superman nor a batman but still a Hiro. You’re Hiro, exclusively for you!” --

At least not before now. Celia swallowed. “My mother is hunting today. She’s left with others.” “We’re not here to see Sheeva,” a one–handed Atlas said. Of average height, Atlas had dark hair and slitted dark eyes, a cloth tied around the stump that was his hand. Celia was sure it wouldn’t be long before he could take off the cloth. However, he was now without a hand. “We would like to speak with you,” he said. Celia stared, surprised, and forgetting they were waiting for her to let them in. Jon growled, pushing through them and Celia to let himself in.

Griffin mutters to me. Enzo and Easton tie his hand behind his back with a red thread and pull him up, both standing by his side and holding his arm. They barely get him on his feet when Atlas swings a punch right in his face. "Atlas," I scream panic building up inside me. Griffin's head swings to the side blood splattering from his mouth to the floor, he chuckles spitting out blood as he turns to face Atlas. Ophelia who has been chanting something walks closer to Griffin, she places her hand on his forehead and her eyes turn back to normal.

I burrow my eyebrows into a confused frown as I observe the sinister look in Alexa's eyes and tye dubious grin that forms on her face. “Wasn't she just in tears right now?” I ask in my thoughts, blink my eyes for a split second and the next thing I see, is Alexia once again converted in tears. Alexia folds both her aram into a fist, hardly nudging them at my chest like a troubled teenage as if we got into a fight. He wailing increase, but it seem like the tears had suddenly stoped. Still I an perplex bat just what is going on now I bring my arms to talk hold of both Alexa's wrists. If anything, here punches are starting to give me a chest burn.