Location: Deadland City, Inside a Huge Ruined Football Stadium
All around the place there were countless destroyed sections. The spectator stands were either rusted or completely broken. Massive metal fragments were scattered everywhere, clearly having fallen from above. In one area, there was a gigantic hammer about twenty meters in size that had crashed down onto the spectator seats. Where the hammer had landed, there was a huge hole beneath it, and a faint smoke was rising from that spot because the rusted structures had shattered and crumbled apart. It was more like dust than smoke, spreading slowly through the air.
The hammer slowly lifted slightly into the air and began shrinking rapidly. As it shrank, it broke apart pieces of the metal barrier it had been stuck in without getting caught in it. It continued shrinking until it reached about two meters in size. Finally, the one holding it became visible.
The one holding the hammer looked like a dwarf.
At that moment a young man who had been running toward him finally arrived beside the dwarf and immediately stood next to him in a battle-ready stance.
Bob:
O ### kesin bir yara bile almadı
(That ##### definitely didn't even get injured.)
Jack: What do we have to do to defeat her?
Bob pulled a bottle of alcohol from his pocket. Just a single drop of it could make someone drunk, yet Bob was drinking it straight from the bottle. Whatever kind of alcohol it was, it was strong enough to make even Bob drunk.
Bob: If we want to defeat that witch, we have to deal a lot of damage within a single second.
Jack immediately began sweating. Not from exhaustion, but from tension.
Jack (In his mind):
No way… You're kidding! If we can't damage her within a single second, that means we won't be able to defeat her…
While Jack and Bob were discussing how they could defeat Hana, sounds similar to falling rocks began coming from the place that had previously been destroyed by the hammer. From that hole, a dark object moved past incredibly fast. Then a faint sound, like something lightly touching the ground, came from in front of the broken iron barrier. It sounded almost like the step of high-heeled shoes, yet the person wore metal armor.
The owner of that sound was Hana.
She had taken zero damage from Jack and Bob's previous attack.
She was even smiling slightly.
Hana: I feel like I allowed you to attack me. Anyway… now I'll start fighting you seriously. After I defeat you, I'll resurrect both of you as my soldiers.
Jack began to feel uneasy. He tightened his fists firmly.
But Bob…
Bob: If you turn me into your soldier, you'll spend one night with me.
Bob burped because of the alcohol he had drunk.
Jack immediately shifted from anxiety to pure disgust.
Hana: Why not.
Jack was completely shocked.
Meanwhile Bob looked like he was about to cry tears of joy. You could barely see it because of his glasses, but it was obvious enough. He quickly turned his head toward Jack.
Bob: If I switch to her side, would that be a problem for you?
Jack shouted angrily.
Jack: Yes it would be a problem! Are you insane?!
Bob answered in a very formal tone.
Bob: This is a man's duty, Jack…
Jack: Don't start with your duty!
Hana suddenly crouched down completely, placing both of her hands on the ground. She looked at Jack and Bob with a disgusting smile forming on her face.
Hana:
Body Manipulation, Octopus Attack.
The ground beneath her hands immediately began cracking violently, as if something massive was trying to emerge from below. Huge red arms started rising from the ground. But this was not ordinary redness.
They were enormous arms covered in blood-red color.
As the arms rose upward from the ground, they immediately changed direction and rushed toward Jack and Bob in the shape of giant fists.
Bob noticed it.
The hammer suddenly began extending rapidly, and as it extended Bob was lifted upward along with it.
Jack, whose reflexes were extremely sharp, immediately sprang into action. He started running straight toward Hana. While countless massive arms tried to grab him, Jack avoided all of them, jumping from one arm to another.
Meanwhile Bob was rising higher while holding onto the handle of the hammer. The arms were about to grab and throw him away, but instead of holding on, Bob let go.
While falling downward he positioned himself like a ball and, after burping, said:
Bob: Bob Martial Arts, Meteor Bob!
Suddenly flames began surrounding Bob while he was in that pose. Somehow he was about seventy meters above the place where Jack was fighting.
As Bob fell, he crashed into the arms. Instead of stopping, he continued falling, creating holes larger than himself through the massive blood-red arms. Every arm he collided with was pierced through as he continued descending.
When Bob finally got close to the ground, he returned to a normal posture. He grabbed the hammer, and as his hand slid along the handle his hand ignited with flames. However, just ten centimeters before hitting the ground he completely stopped his falling momentum.
Bob landed on the surface again.
But immediately he began blowing on his hand. Meanwhile other arms were rushing toward Bob.
Bob spoke again.
Bob:
Hey ### Kırığı, yanlış kişiye geldin.
(Hey #### bastard, you came to the wrong guy.)
The hammer suddenly began shrinking rapidly. But there was something strange.
While the hammer itself was shrinking, its shadow kept growing larger.
Bob started running backward away from that shadow.
As the hammer's handle approached the ground, the enormous shadow formed the shape of the hammer's head, as if it was growing instead of shrinking. That gigantic shadow completely crushed the massive arms.
A loud crashing sound echoed.
Bob had stopped moving, standing about eight centimeters away from the hammer, but a large amount of dirt flew onto his face.
Bob:
########## Toprak.
(####### dirt.)
Bob had taken care of some of the arms there.
But Jack was still constantly running across the arms. Every time an attack came toward him he would jump onto another arm or onto the attacking arm itself. He kept running continuously.
If someone asked why he wasn't attacking, the reason was simple.
He was focused solely on attacking the user.
And that user was Hana.
Hana:
Carrier, I'll give you more entertainment. Body Manipulation, Thorned Arms.
Sharp thorns suddenly began growing on every arm that Jack was running on. For Jack it became extremely difficult to move across them, and he was now surrounded by those deadly thorns.
Before he began swinging his fists rapidly, Jack shouted:
Jack: Cosmic Fighting Style, Multiple Meteor Descent!
Jack started swinging his fists rapidly while spinning his body. His punches moved so fast that it looked like he had countless arms surrounding him. Each punch struck the thorns on the arms, breaking them apart.
While Jack kept Hana busy, Bob had already moved to Hana's exposed side.
Bob grabbed the hammer with both hands. The hammer quickly grew to about twenty-five meters in size and he immediately swung it.
But Bob had entered the stage of full drunkenness.
Which meant he had reached his maximum evolved state.
Bob (speaking while burping): Home… Run!
Bob Sonofbob's Technique, Drunken Love Technique
When Bob drinks too much alcohol and becomes drunk, his physical strength increases dramatically. Normally the technique gives him enough strength to lift something as heavy as a car. But because Bob drinks extremely powerful alcohol, the technique becomes even stronger.
His improved version allows him to lift something as heavy as a truck.
That's why he could easily swing a twenty-five-meter hammer.
By the time Hana realized what was happening, it was already too late. The hammer had already reached her.
She crossed her arms and covered her face.
But behind her stood Jack, whose face had a few light scratches.
After quickly destroying the thorns, Jack had moved behind Hana.
He was ready to throw a punch.
By pure chance, his fist had become covered in energy, which meant the attack would be far stronger.
Jack spoke.
Jack: Cosmic Fighting Style, Cosmic Impact!
Jack threw his punch.
Normally the hammer would have struck Hana's face, but since she had protected herself with her arms, her face only felt the pressure.
The hammer struck but could not push forward. However, it was trying to force its way through.
Because Jack was attacking from behind at the same time, Hana was now trapped between the two forces.
Since Jack's attack was enhanced by energy and Bob's weapon was overwhelmingly powerful, Hana was now taking tremendous damage.
Smoke began rising around her body as if she was about to burn.
In reality she was constantly regenerating.
While being crushed between those two forces, Hana spoke.
Hana:
Super Technique, The Shaping of the Priceless Soul!
A glowing white barrier began forming within a fifteen-meter radius around Hana.
Bob was outside the barrier, but half of the hammer became trapped inside it.
Jack was completely inside the barrier.
He had not jumped away in time.
So he became trapped inside.
Behind Hana, statues that looked like human corpses began emerging, forming together in the shape of a sun. From them came countless human screams.
All the souls Hana had captured were imprisoned inside this barrier.
Jack stood there alive.
Hana smiled, though there was a little blood in her mouth.
Then she spoke.
Hana: You endured quite well… but this is the end of the road, little key.
Jack was now about to face his final moments.