mc-med Chapter 1037 - 427: Absolute Violence (Part 3)
Chapter 1037 - 427: Absolute Violence (Part 3)
This time it was no longer just an explosion at a single point.
It was like a gigantic meteorite crashing down.
With this kick of Chadite’s, the attack range was the 10 meters around her.
Forming a circle with a radius of 10 meters.
She converted her own power into a large‑area shockwave through the pressure gloves.
"Boom!"
The sharp, piercing blast rang out, making everyone’s ears ring for a brief moment.
A circular ring of spray shot straight into the sky.
If They could have seen through the surging spray to the center, They would have discovered that at the center of the sea surface, a massive depression had appeared, carved out by sheer force.
As the circular wall of water flew up and crashed back down.
The deep pit that had been pressed down by the tremendous force rebounded upward with the Ocean.
They only saw a colossal water column surge skyward like a fountain.
The water column pierced straight into the high sky.
A huge amount of water rushed up, forming an artificial drizzle that quickly fell around them.
Right there on the shore, Alka and the others were directly slammed by the tsunami formed by the massive force, their bodies completely drenched.
Wave after wave weakened, but still kept crashing against the coast.
"How about now?"
Juanlu’s voice came.
Pororo didn’t say a word. He just slowly raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and made a "one."
Same as before.
He could only take one hit, and only had the chance to take one hit.
The towering water column crashed down, and amid the falling spray, Chadite slowly flew over.
They could see Chadite panting heavily; clearly, such an exaggerated speed‑to‑power conversion had consumed a huge amount of stamina and Magic Power.
If she wanted to convert even more speed into power, it would naturally cost even more Magic Power and stamina.
But although Chadite was breathing hard and looked a bit exhausted, the expression on her face was a brilliant smile.
She landed on the shore and even staggered a little.
Alka hurriedly steadied her. "Well? Did the effect meet your expectations?"
It was obviously a nonsense question, but she still smiled brightly and nodded.
"It far exceeded my expectations."
She looked at her palm, then clenched it and said, "But fine‑tuned control still needs a lot more practice before I can freely adjust the ratio of speed to power in combat based on the situation."
After all, it’s impossible to actually convert all her speed into power in a real fight—if she did, it would be very hard for her attacks to land.
Under normal circumstances, in battle she clearly has to convert her speed into power according to the enemy’s reaction speed.
Speed is still her core, it’s just that in most fights, her speed is massively excessive—whether she goes full throttle or slows down a bit, it’s all the same to the enemy.
Because they can’t dodge or respond either way. In that case, that surplus speed is wasted; for now, that surplus speed can be converted into Chadite’s power, so that while the enemy can’t dodge her strikes, they also can’t withstand them.
She can even use the gloves’ shockwaves to deliver long‑range power strikes, as well as wide‑area power blasts.
If you really had to make an analogy, Chadite now is like a battering ram that can drift at high speed.
Her speed is incredibly fast, and at the same time her power is absurdly high.
Through the shockwaves, any building or defensive measure loses all meaning before her.
In the face of the destruction that absolute power can bring, all of that pales into insignificance.
This is pure violence.
"All right, you’re now the strongest person on the ship," Alka said with a grin, putting an arm around Chadite’s shoulders.
Chadite shot him a glare and shrugged out of his embrace.
"Doesn’t mean much. No matter how fast I am or how strong I hit, if I can’t land a blow it’s useless—like if I can’t hit you."
Hearing this, Alka just smiled. She didn’t say anything wrong.
"Everyone has their own specialty. When it comes to frontal combat ability, I definitely can’t compare to you anymore.
But dealing with certain tricky enemies, or tying down some powerful foes—that’s where I’m perfect, isn’t it?"
Alka said with a smile.
Otherwise why would They gather together and form a team, if not because this world has Treasures and all kinds of situations?
No matter how strong your power is, there will always be places you can’t reach, times when you’re stretched thin.
"Looks like we can’t keep sparring with her anymore," Pororo said.
The others beside him nodded.
Indeed.
At this stage, sparring with Chadite no longer has any meaning.