Chapter 58: With This Punch, You Might Die
Jacob's Limbs.
It is said that if one masters this ancient martial art, they could even defeat an Archangel.
Right now, Martha is the inheritor of this martial art, and in close combat, she is absolutely unbeatable.
Ethan seized the opportunity, using a Command Spell and 10,000 points to temporarily enhance Martha's strength, hoping she could finish off her opponent with a single strike.
After all, prolonging the fight would undoubtedly cause problems.
Seeing Ethan decisively use a Command Spell, the atmosphere in the livestream room became more heated than ever.
[Correct usage of the Command Spell!]
[Textbook-level usage of the Command Spell, I'll give it a 96.]
[I can accept Martha-sama physically praying to subjugate the Evil Dragon, but what the hell is 'Holy Punch'?]
[I have a feeling that the upcoming scene… is going to be quite violent.]
[If Martha in DC was this strong, B-Man wouldn't be an orphan.]
[Bruce-kun: The person above, what's your name?]
[Ehm... Tony]
…
[System: 'Bruce-kun' has sent 10,000 Saint Quartz!]
[Message: F*CK YOU TONY!!!]
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[...]
[....]
[Is this how the rich spend money? Truly admirable.]
[Tony: I want to curse back, but I feel unworthy…..]
[Hahahahah---- I mean, Gambatte bro Tony!!!]
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After Ethan used the Command Spell, Martha's entire body erupted with mana.
"Thank you, Master!"
A divine light shimmered on Martha's sacred gauntlets. She suddenly took a step forward, then swung her fist toward Jeanne Alter.
Just like before, Jeanne Alter raised her flagpole to block.
"——————?!"
Unexpectedly, this single punch sent Jeanne Alter flying.
Planting her flagpole into the ground, Jeanne Alter slid back a great distance before barely coming to a stop.
But in the very next moment, Martha's fist was already right in front of her.
"Ora!!!"
"Tch!"
Jeanne Alter drew her sword to block, but immediately afterward, another punch was aimed straight at her abdomen.
Just like before, black flames erupted between them—BOOM!!!
BOOOOM————————!!
The massive explosion blasted the surrounding air, forcing even Ethan, who was standing far away, to evade.
"People like you, all brawn and no brains, who only know how to use their fists without thinking, need to suffer more pain to learn obedience."
Jeanne Alter used the explosion as an opportunity to escape once again.
But before she could regain her footing, from within the dust cloud caused by the blast, a pair of silver sacred gauntlets suddenly appeared right in front of her.
"Who the hell are you calling a musclehead!!!"
"What————!?"
BANG——————!!!
Martha's right fist struck Jeanne Alter directly!
The punch landed squarely on Jeanne Alter's armor.
"I'm not done yet! Orararara——————!!!"
Martha poured even more force into her right fist, forcibly punching Jeanne Alter away!!!
Whoosh————BANG——————!!!
A violent cloud of dust erupted. Martha maintained her striking stance as everyone turned their eyes toward a distant wall.
There, Jeanne Alter was slumped against a completely shattered wall, surrounded by countless debris and rubble.
It was clear just how terrifyingly powerful Martha's punch had been.
As expected of the Destroying Archangel's martial art—the same one that once massacred an army of twelve thousand angels.
This sight left the entire livestream audience utterly stunned.
[What the hell, how powerful is that punch?!]
[Martial arts is the pinnacle of manhood! Coach, teach me!]
[Coach: Don't call me, I want to learn too!]
[Investigate immediately! Did Martha secretly learn something from a certain bald-headed guy?!]
[For some reason, watching Martha-chan throw punches makes me worried that one day she'll suddenly go bald…]
[Caped Baldy: ???]
[I was wrong… I thought the saintess spread faith through beauty, but I was mistaken…]
[This side seems to be doing okay, but over there…]
[That was almost dangerous just now! Johanna-chan, keep going!]
[Saber over there is also really strong, I feel like Popess is in a bit of danger now…]
...
"Haa…"
Jeanne Alter's body began to move.
"Hahahaha."
She staggered as she stood up from the rubble.
"Hahahahahaha!!!"
Her laughter echoed throughout the grand hall.
Mash and Martha immediately took defensive stances once more.
"..."
Unlike them, Ethan could only sigh, his face filled with helplessness.
This woman… has she finally gone insane?
It was just a single punch. She couldn't have gone down that easily, right?
"You… you actually managed to do this much!"
Jeanne Alter's face no longer bore its usual composure. Instead, her gaze was now filled with seriousness.
"For mere rats, you have some skill. But…"
From her jet-black armor, ominous waves of mana began to surge.
"The fun ends here. It's time to send you off!"
She raised the Evil Dragon Flag in her hand.
"Since you've come seeking death yourselves… then enjoy hell!!!"
Black flames erupted from the flagpole.
"This is the howl of a soul filled with hatred!! ---- La Grondement Du Haine!!!"
Dark mana spread from beneath Jeanne Alter's feet, expanding across the grand hall, incinerating anything it touched!
It was a Noble Phantasm!
Realizing that Jeanne Alter had seriously activated her Noble Phantasm, Mash and Martha immediately heightened their vigilance and retreated swiftly toward Ethan.
"Deploying Noble Phantasm!!!"
To counter Jeanne Alter's power, Mash immediately activated the Noble Phantasm within her shield.
A barrier formed, enveloping the three of them, temporarily separating them from the waves of dark mana.
When they looked back, the entire grand hall had turned into exactly what Jeanne Alter had proclaimed—a hellish inferno consuming everything.
Jeanne Alter stood beside the blazing bishop's throne, gazing down with arrogant eyes.
"Scream in agony within this hell! Perish alongside France!!!"
The black flames, as if alive, began converging from all directions toward Mash's barrier.
"Ugh…"
Mash's expression grew more tense—the strain of maintaining her Noble Phantasm was increasing by the second.
Jeanne Alter's flames were the manifestation of her hatred, transformed into a mana-infused inferno that would burn everything to ashes without ceasing.
"Mash, protect Master here."
Martha slightly lowered her stance, preparing to launch a counterattack.
"Wait, Martha-san! This fire is incredibly dangerous!"
"Don't worry. With my Magic Resistance, this level of flame won't deal critical damage."
Martha quickly estimated the distance between herself and Jeanne Alter, then drew that conclusion.
Ethan, of course, understood that.
But the real issue was… Jeanne Alter wouldn't go down so easily.
If the battle continued here in the grand hall, it was only a matter of time before they fell into a disadvantage.
Even if he used another Command Spell, it wouldn't be enough to further enhance their strength.
Ethan turned to look at Martha, meeting her determined gaze.
"Haaaa——————!!!"
In the next moment, Martha charged forward!
The hellish flames immediately engulfed her!
"So annoying!!"
She swung her fist, dispersing the flames of hatred, charging straight toward Jeanne Alter without a care for the flames clinging to her body.
"You dare rush in like this? Truly a musclehead."
Jeanne Alter smirked, effortlessly using the Evil Dragon Flag in her hand to block Martha's punch.
"Vanish within these hellfire flames, Saint!"
"The one who should disappear is you, Witch of the Dragons!!!"
Martha leaped high, shouting into the sky.
"Oh dragon who never knew love's touch, come to me. Go like the stars, Tarasque!"
BOOM————————!!!
A colossal armored dragon suddenly burst through the wall, charging straight toward Jeanne Alter!
"What————————!?"
The unexpected turn of events caught Jeanne Alter completely off guard!
Martha's entire strength focused into the Sacred Gauntlet on her right hand!
The Sacred Gauntlet was infused with an immense amount of mana, radiating an overwhelming divine light!!!
"Haah! There's no escape!! You Are Already Dead!!!——Iron. Fist. Sacred. Judgment!!!!"