Chapter 338: Crushing Everything in Her Path!
At this moment, on the other side—
Everyone, with Ikki at the lead, including Pierrot, Touka, and the others, finally stopped after running for some distance.
The group turned back and looked at the desert right before their eyes, then turned to look at the campus scenery beside it.
Seeing that line that seemed to divide two different environments, everyone could not help feeling a chill.
Thinking back to that roar that had resounded through the sky just now, and the scorching shockwave that had made them unable to even turn their heads, the two originally hostile groups suddenly did not know whether they should continue fighting.
As the person in charge of this plan, Pierrot was currently considering this very question.
Stella's sudden change had given him an ominous premonition.
'Ouma should be able to deal with that princess, right?'
Among everyone present, Pierrot was the one who understood Stella the least.
As for the reason…
That was because this body called Hiraga Reisen was not a human body at all.
It was a robotic puppet made from a mixture of steel and resin.
That was right.
The human known as Pierrot, Hiraga Reisen, had never existed in this world from the very beginning.
He was merely a puppet controlled by Rebellion's most skilled "puppeteer."
Precisely because of that, he could not feel "aura."
It was not that he completely could not feel it.
At most, he could only make simple judgments through the pressure received by the puppet and the mana threads.
Because of this special trait, he had not produced any special reaction to Stella's aura, which was like that of a natural-born superior being.
There was no helping that.
A puppet would not enter the food chain of a giant dragon.
It did not even have instincts, let alone anything like racial suppression.
Because of that, Pierrot could at most judge that Stella had suddenly grown stronger, but he did not know to what degree she had strengthened.
The only reason he had fled with everyone just now was purely because he did not want to expose the secret that this body was a puppet.
So he had not really understood why everyone had chosen to run away.
And it was even all of them, including both Akatsuki Academy and Hagun Academy, running away together.
However, although he did not quite understand the situation, he was still clear about the sudden change in Stella's strength.
At least, the small half of the campus behind him that had already turned into a desert was enough to prove that a serious calculation error had appeared in the plan.
But…
It was still within a controllable range.
As long as they could wait until that person arrived, everything would still remain under control.
No matter how strong Stella became, at most, was she not still just a student knight?
Could she possibly defeat that world-famous member of the Twelve Apostles?
And so, after making up his mind, Pierrot decided to delay for time first.
After all, he had already sent the information earlier.
It should not take long before that Twelve Apostle returned.
After all, this was the betrayal of his most beloved direct disciple.
No matter what, he would personally clean house.
…
At the center of the "desert," Ouma was currently staring at Stella with a grave expression.
The smile he wore when facing powerful enemies had already vanished from his face.
What replaced it was a sharp aura, as though a blade had been unsheathed.
Judging from his condition, that terrifying dragon roar just now had not caused Ouma any injury.
Shaking his slightly numb left hand, Ouma's gaze had never once moved away from Stella.
It was not that he did not want to.
He did not dare to!
His instincts were telling him that the instant he moved his eyes away from that monster, the battle would end.
Although he could not understand this inexplicable instinctive warning, Ouma still chose to trust his senses.
What had blocked Stella's roar was not Ouma's Noble Art.
To be precise, it could not be considered a normal Noble Art, and it could not even be counted as a technique.
If one insisted on classifying it, then it could probably barely be placed in the same category as Luke.
Because he had truly endured it with his body!
For Ouma, who had witnessed the Desperado realm, he deeply understood just how powerless so-called "training" was.
Because the instant he faced Tyrant, he realized that even if he continued ordinary training for his entire life, he would never be able to touch that gate.
Training was simply…
Completely useless.
Since that was the case, what he needed to pursue a higher realm was not training, but evolution!
Noble Art: Tenryuu Armor.
Originally, this was an ability that covered the body in storm armor in order to resist all enemy attacks.
However, Ouma had used this ability in reverse.
He transformed the storm into high-pressure shackles that bound his own body, with the purpose of continuously applying an abnormal burden to himself over a long period of time.
Its effect was similar to the gravity training Luke had previously sought out Nene for.
Ouma wanted to obtain unparalleled physical ability.
He wanted to obtain the power to crush everything.
That was why he deliberately placed himself in such an excessively harsh environment.
An ordinary person would have died long ago.
But Ouma endured.
No one knew why.
Perhaps it was talent, perhaps it was willpower, perhaps it was luck.
Any reason was possible.
But what mattered was the result.
After living in that high-pressure environment for years, Ouma finally took the first step toward the Desperado realm he dreamed of.
That step was evolution!
Unparalleled physical ability.
Excluding that monster-like recovery ability, in pure physical ability alone, Ouma was not inferior to Second Class Adventurers from the Dungeon world.
In this world, where even Blazers only possessed mortal bodies, Ouma's physical ability could already be considered absolutely "abnormal."
Because of that, even a roar from a giant dragon could not injure him in the slightest.
He did not even need to swing his sword.
Ouma had blocked Stella's Bahamut Howl, which had destroyed a small half of the campus.
However, this was not something worth being happy about.
Because that roar was only the prelude to the monster's awakening.
"Roooooooar—!"
Along with another roar, a crimson figure instantly appeared before Ouma.
Then…
Boom—!
That shining fist mercilessly smashed into his body.
Rumble—!
A second consecutive explosion rang out.
Immediately after, Ouma was sent flying.
That small fist seemed to contain endless power.
With only one strike, it instantly crushed Ouma, who had originally held an overwhelming advantage!
Boom, boom, boom—!
A chain of explosions rang out from near to far.
Those were the sounds Ouma made as he was blasted away and crashed into the ground along the way.
The ground had already been turned into desert terrain, yet it still produced such enormous sounds.
The power of Stella's strike was beyond ordinary!
…
(PS: Vote for more chapters this week. If this fanfic reaches 100+ powerstones, I will increase the daily upload frequency. Also, don't forget to write a review!)
---
Read more than 20 chapters in advance:
patréon.com/tom22
Replace "é" with "e" on your web browser.
---
For Audiobook:
youtube.com/@animefic22