boyutpedia Chapter 364 The Gap Between Candidates and the Pinnacle!
Chapter 364 The Gap Between Candidates and the Pinnacle!
Tea Pig's face was filled with rage; that face, which always wore a lewd smile, was now completely enraged.
He was like a heavy artillery shell.
Black Armament Haki clung to his legs, shooting straight at Aokiji.
"Don't underestimate me, Kuzan!"
This kick showcased the strength of Chaton, who had served as a general candidate for decades.
His reputation is built entirely on these solid achievements.
high speed.
On the other side, the air suddenly turned cold.
Sword energy.
Momousagi Gion's legs were slightly bent as she drew her famous sword, "Konpira."
This strike was swift and ruthless.
The pink sword energy exploded and headed straight for Qingzhi.
It blocked all of Aokiji's escape routes, forming a pincer attack with Chaton.
The two general candidates joined forces.
That makes it impossible for anyone to take it head-on.
But Aokiji still had his hands in his pockets.
He didn't even lift his eyelids.
Those lazy eyes reflected Chaton's distorted face and Momousagi's sword.
"You're too impatient."
Aokiji didn't move.
The moment the attack struck, his body transformed into elements.
puff!
Chaton's heavy kick pierced Aokiji's neck.
But only one piece of ice sculpture was kicked and broken.
Moreover, the ice shards didn't fall; they seemed to come alive and quickly adhered to his legs.
"What?!"
Tea Pig's pupils suddenly contracted.
Momousagi's sword aura also severed Aokiji's waist.
What was severed was merely a body made of ice.
"Frozen Moments".
A deep voice sounded behind the two of them.
Time was frozen.
Extreme cold air exploded outwards from the center of the blue pheasant.
Absolutely low temperatures that can freeze molecular motion.
The green grass turned into white frozen soil in a fraction of a second.
The frost, like wildly growing thorns, climbed up Chaton and Momousagi's ankles.
Click.
Click.
Click.
The area within a hundred meters turned into an ice field.
"drink!"
Momousagi and Chaton unleashed their full Armament Haki.
A domineering black aura enveloped his entire body, shattering the chilling air that was creeping up.
But the bone-chilling cold slowed their movements considerably.
Even the use of domineering moves is starting to feel clunky.
They haven't adjusted yet.
Two crystal-clear ice blades had already taken shape in Aokiji's hands.
clang!
clang!
The crisp sound of impact echoed across the battlefield.
Aokiji held the sword in one hand and swung it casually.
Yet, it precisely blocked Chaton's spinning kick and Momousagi's slash.
His movements were very relaxed.
With ease.
"hateful!"
Tea Pig's forehead veins bulged.
His martial arts skills were reduced to slow motion in front of Aokiji.
With each collision, the biting cold seeped into his body, making him shiver.
Momousagi gritted her teeth, and the golden halberd in her hand created countless afterimages.
She wanted to use a fast attack to defeat Aokiji.
But no matter how fast her sword is.
Aokiji always manages to use his Observation Haki to block her path one step ahead.
Two against one.
The situation, however, was one-sided, with the enemy completely dominating.
Aokiji even had time to adjust his breathing.
He kicked the tea pig in the stomach, sending him flying dozens of meters.
He then parried Momousagi's slash with a backhand strike.
A terrifying chill spread along the blade, forcing Momousagi to retreat.
"call……"
Aokiji exhaled a breath of white air, looking at the two disheveled figures.
"Too slow, and the killing intent is too strong. They're nowhere near as good as the three of us before."
These words were like a slap in the face.
He slapped the two reserve generals hard across the face.
"Candidate" and "Top".
The difference of just two words is a chasm.
Talent, mindset, and results equal strength—a comprehensive gap.
"You bastard Kuzan! Stop lecturing me!"
Cha-tun crawled out of the ruins, his anger intensifying, and was about to launch another attack.
An unexpected turn of events on the other side of the battlefield interrupted him.
"A bunch of useless cowards, can't even handle a traitor?"
A sinister, aged, and oppressive voice rang out.
The Five Elders, Saint Satan.
I'm getting impatient.
The human aura emanating from him vanished instantly.
A nauseating, ancient, evil, demonic aura emanated from the area.
Kara-la-la—
Satan Saint's body began to deform.
Its lower body swelled up and turned into a giant spider.
Six spear-like spider legs pierced the ground.
He grew huge bull horns on his head, and his white hair danced wildly.
Black flames, like silk, wrapped around him.
Transform into Ox-Demon form once more!
The overwhelming sense of oppression made everyone present feel its immense power.
"Dragon! Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish!"
Satan roared, his voice like that of a demon from hell.
His enormous body was not bulky at all; he was as fast as a black lightning bolt.
Whoosh!
A spider leg pierces the air.
The tip flashed an eerie purple light; it was highly poisonous.
This attack was aimed directly at Monkey D. Dragon's heart, so fast that it left a black shadow in the air.
"snort."
The dragon's face was very grim.
He swung his wind-patterned longsword out suddenly.
The surrounding air currents instantly became violent, transforming into a blue hurricane barrier.
clang--!!
The spider's legs collided with the long sword.
It didn't make a metallic sound when it exploded.
It was the air screaming.
A terrifying shockwave spread out, the ground cracked layer by layer, and the rubble was swept into the wind and turned into powder.
My mouth feels numb.
This is the power of the Five Elders.
It's not just about strength.
Satan Saint's attacks also contained strange magic.
The black flames came to life, trying to bypass the dragon's defenses and corrode his body.
Long Yan's eyes sharpened, and his Conqueror's Haki erupted, shattering the black aura.
He rode the hurricane, weaving through the attacks of spider legs.
Each strike brought forth a wind blade capable of slicing through steel, leaving deep white marks on the armor of the Satan Saint.
The dragon was not at a disadvantage.
However, Satan's bizarre regenerative abilities and magical attacks forced him to devote a great deal of energy to defense.
When the two top combat forces are locked in a stalemate.
A golden flash illuminated the edge of the battlefield.
Borsalino, who had been paddling along, narrowed his eyes behind his sunglasses.
His greatest skill is judging situations.
"Yay~ Since Saint Satan is angry, I'll go finish the mission first. After all, having my salary docked is pretty scary~"
Kizaru muttered to himself, his body transforming into countless photons.
"The Yata Mirror!"
A winding trail of light appeared.
It cleverly bypassed the dragon's storm circle and headed straight for the rear of the research institute.
The direction Vegapunk and his group retreated in.
"Borsalino!"
Dragon's Observation Haki covered the entire area, instantly revealing what Kizaru was planning.
His expression changed, and he was about to turn around and unleash a wind blade.
"Trying to leave? Watch me!"
Satan's cold voice rang out.
On his bull's head, the two vertical eyes that had been closed suddenly opened.
"Oni-Oni's Eye - Freeze!"
hum!
An invisible, binding force targeting the soul enveloped the dragon.
The dragon's body stiffened.
It's like being trapped by invisible chains.
The swinging motion of the knife paused for a moment.
Just this one moment.
It was enough to decide the outcome of the battle.
call out!
Kizaru transformed into a streak of light, flying past the hem of Dragon's clothes in the instant he froze.
It disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Oh no..."
The dragon broke free of its restraints, but it was too late.
Satan let out a sinister laugh, his massive body blocking the dragon's path.
The six spider legs, like a cage, blocked the dragon's pursuit route.
"It's no use, Dragon. You can't save anyone."
Satan looked down at him, his eyes brimming with malice.
"Vegapunk is doomed. That scientist who knows too many secrets must disappear today. And you, this rat scurrying about on the sea, will be buried here as a sacrifice to the World Government's dignity."
The situation instantly tilted in favor of the World Government.
Aokiji entangled two candidate generals.
Zephyr is beating up Green Bull.
Sabo is engaged in a fierce battle with Fujitora.
But Kizaru is now in an empty slot!
If Kizaru goes to cut off the backline now, and Vegapunk dies, this rescue will be a complete failure.
however.
There was no fear on Long's usually cold face.
I just laughed it off!
He slowly sheathed his sword.
The storm around him did not weaken, but instead became more violent, turning the dark clouds overhead into an apocalyptic vortex.
The dragon raised its head.
His eyes looked beyond the massive body of Satan Saint and towards the turbulent sea in the distance.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Don't get too cocky, Satan."
The dragon's voice was low, yet it pierced through the clamor of the battlefield and reached Satan's ears.
"You think you've really won?"
"In this war, even I am merely a vanguard responsible for 'paving the way'."
"A real monster."
"Just arrived."
The voice just fell.
Rumble rumble rumble—!!!
A deafening roar, capable of changing the very color of the sky and earth, echoed from the distant sea.
It wasn't thunder.
It was a salvo from thousands of heavy artillery pieces.
The sea began to tremble.
A red and black aura.
A white shockwave.
Like two ancient behemoths awakened, they swept across from dozens of nautical miles away!
It's Conqueror's Haki!
Moreover, they are the two most powerful Conqueror's Haki of the highest level on this ocean, at the Emperor level!
Click!
Click!
The island's sturdy coastal defenses crumbled instantly under the impact of these two overwhelming forces.
On countless naval warships that were firing, soldiers fell in droves before they could even scream, their eyes rolling back in their heads.
Amidst the billowing smoke and towering waves.
Two enormous flagships broke through the waves.
Satan Saint's enormous bull-demon body trembled slightly under the impact of these two auras.
"That damned white-bearded...redhead..."
The dragon stood in the gale, its coat fluttering in the wind.
He looked at Satan Saint, whose expression had changed drastically, and coldly delivered the final blow.
"The current situation is—three against one, the Five Elders."