NTR GACHA-Chapter 157: How Is This Thing Getting Stronger?

Leo watched a ten-foot-tall devil appear in front of him while holding a massive axe, and the power radiating off the being matched his strength. When he felt this, his blue eyes shone with excitement, ’’Finally. Someone who can give me a good fight,’’ he exclaimed.

The enemy gave no response, only a blur of motion as it dashed forward with shocking speed. Leo barely had time to react before the axe came crashing down. He raised his arms in defense just as the weapon struck.

It sent him skidding backward, his feet tearing through the earth. ’’Well, that hurt, but it’s good to feel pain after weeks of fighting,’’ he said before charging at the devil.

They started trading blows as Leo landed dozens of California Smashes that destroyed the enemy’s armor. Moments later, the devil got angry and managed to land a powerful punch that sent him flying.

He landed on his feet but noticed the enemy summoned to massive wings before taking to the sky. The devil started casting Dark Blasts in his direction, forcing him to use his mana to dodge the spells.

Explosions erupted all around Leo, but he cast Mana Barrier, which blocked the shockwaves. With a single beat of its colossal wings, it lunged forward, swinging its axe in an arc meant to cleave him in two.

He sidestepped at the last second, the fiery blade carving a deep trench into the earth where he had stood. With lightning reflexes, he countered, his sword, glowing with celestial energy, slashed upward, aiming for the devil’s exposed side.

The blade struck true, but instead of cutting through, it sent a shower of black sparks flying as the devil’s armor absorbed the blow. Leo grunted when the pain shot through his body, which made the devil grin. ’’Pathetic.’’

Without warning, it slammed a gauntleted fist into his chest, launching him backward like a comet. He crashed through a ruined pillar, rubble exploding in all directions. Coughing, he pushed himself up, wiping blood from his lips.

His blue eyes flared while ignoring the pain that washed over his body. ’’You hit hard,’’ he admitted, rolling his shoulders, ’’But I’m just getting started.’’

Mana surged through Leo like a raging storm, coating his fists in blazing blue flames. His wounds sealed as raw energy crackled around him, fueling his power. Then, in a flash, he vanished.

The sheer speed of his movement shattered the sound barrier, a deafening boom echoing across the battlefield. In the blink of an eye, his fist slammed into the enemy’s shield. Metal clashed against magic, sending shockwaves rippling outward.

A thunderous clang rang out, but Leo continued his attacks. Twisting mid-air, he spun and delivered a devastating kick. The impact forced the devil to skid backward, feet tearing trenches into the ground.

But Leo pressed the attack. Bolts of lightning and searing fireballs exploded from his fingertips, streaking through the air like meteors. One after another, they crashed into the shield, each impact sending shockwaves rippling through the battlefield.

Cracks splintered across its surface. Following that, the enemy reacted and a red aura appeared around its body. Leo couldn’t dodge the attacks as its fists crashed against him, which sent pain shooting through him.

He tried to defend himself, but the punches were getting heavier, causing him to grit his teeth while thinking. ’How is this thing getting stronger?’

His reflexes were lightning-quick as he narrowly dodged the devil’s crushing blow. Without hesitation, he poured a torrent of mana into his right fist, the air around it crackling with pure, untamed energy.

With a mighty roar, he launched his fist forward, driving it straight into the devil’s stomach. The impact was cataclysmic as the devil was sent hurtling into the air like a missile, flung high above the battlefield.

Leo propelled himself forward, following the devil’s ascent, his body moving faster than the eye could track. As he reached the apex of the devil’s flight, he swung his fist down in a brutal hammer punch, the force of it so immense it shattered the very air.

The devil’s body plummeted toward the ground, crashing into the earth with earth-shaking force. The impact was so violent it left a massive crater in its wake, the ground itself trembling from the sheer power of the blow.

While recovering, he noticed a horde of monsters rushing at him to aid the devil, who was slowly climbing out of the crater. Leo watched as a pack of feral-looking wolves snarled at him.

He sidestepped the first lunge and quickly kicked the creature before hitting another with a Supernova Punch that sent a shockwave across the barren landscape. The other beasts tried to attack, but Leo was too fast while killing the rest.

’There are too many monsters, but I can’t stop fighting or they’ll beat me,’ he thought while scanning the incoming swarm.

Leo fought with the ferocity of a cornered beast, his every move driven by raw instinct and desperation. But the devil’s power was overwhelming. Despite his best efforts, the onslaught never ceased.

He constantly cast Mana Barriers around himself, but even those barely held against the devil’s strikes. Each blow that got through ripped into his armor, sending sparks flying and leaving deep gashes in his flesh.

The battlefield became a nightmare. His body screamed in pain, his breath ragged as he struggled to stay on his feet. Every move felt like wading through mud, each strike from the devil tearing him further apart.

Despite that, he fought. An hour had passed, an hour of relentless combat—and Leo was a shadow of the warrior he had been. His armor was shredded, his body covered in deep lacerations and blood.

His blue eyes now flickered with exhaustion, but beneath the fatigue, there was a fire that refused to die. Yet something shifted. His enemy started toying with him, calling upon the monstrous beasts that lurked in the shadows.

The creatures charged from the darkness, their eyes hungry for blood. The devil watched with sadistic amusement as Leo struggled to fend off the oncoming horde. Each creature was a nightmare in its own right, claws raking, teeth snapping.

Leo could barely keep up, his movements growing slower with every passing moment. The pain was almost unbearable, his mind clouded with fatigue and blood loss. The devil laughed, an infernal sound that filled the air with malice.

His vision blurred, the world around him spinning. He couldn’t think straight anymore—he was fighting on pure instinct, but even that was slipping away. Leo stood on trembling legs, his body battered and broken, the weight of countless wounds dragging him down.

His armor was in tatters, torn apart, his skin bruised, bloodied, and scarred. His breath came in shallow, ragged gasps, and yet... he was still standing. The devil loomed before him, a cruel smile playing on its infernal face as it prepared to deliver the final blow.

’’Surrender Demon King and become one of us,’’ it spoke in a tempting voice.

But Leo’s eyes burned with intensity as he struggled to stay focused. His arms hung at his sides, useless, but the fire in his chest refused to go out. He looked up at the devil, his lips barely parting to speak. ’’You... will have to kill me.’’

As that happened, a long-buried memory appeared in his mind that sparked something deep inside.

***

’’Stand your ground! Stand your ground, no matter who stands against you, boy!’’ His grandfather’s voice thundered in his ears, cut through the chaos of the moment.

Leo’s body burned with exhaustion as he fought back against the bullies who had tormented him for years when he was younger. He was on top of one, fists pounding the boy’s face relentlessly, but another booted him in the side, sending shockwaves of pain through him.

Still, he did not give up. His grandfather’s words echoed in his mind like a battle cry, igniting a flame that refused to be snuffed out. The pain in his body didn’t matter. He wasn’t backing down until they left him and Roxy alone.

’’What’s the worst they can do, Leo? Beat you up?’’ His grandfather’s voice roared in his mind from the night before. ’’You will NOT be like your father! You will stand up, you will fight back, and if you don’t, I’ll beat you myself!’’

That last declaration was a promise. A challenge. And Leo, with everything in him, swore he would meet it. His fists struck harder, faster, the fire in his heart burning hotter than any pain in his body.

Leo fought back fiercely against the two bullies, taking a beating in the process, but from that day on, they never bothered him or Roxy again. His grandfather had taught him a lesson that stuck with him in both lives.

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