One Piece: Surrounded at Marineford? Just kidding!

Chapter 647: The Great World!

Zoro's low growl exploded amidst the swirling snow.

The sound wasn't deafening. There was no arrogant roar from the Celestial Dragons. No booming of surging demonic energy. It was like the first clap of thunder in the dead of winter. Harsh. Cold. Unstoppable.

"Three-Sword Style Secret Technique: One Great Thousand Worlds"

As the words fell, the raging dark golden aura suddenly collapsed inward. The blizzard was torn apart. The howling wind and snow within a hundred meters instantly ceased. The air was mercilessly sucked away. Enveloped in dark golden light, Zoro vanished from his spot. He transformed into a wisp of wind, invisible to the naked eye. The wind had no warmth, only extreme sharpness.

boom.

A deep sonic boom suddenly exploded in mid-air. A shockwave shot through the air. A visible white ring of energy spread out from where Zoro had just been hovering. His true form had transformed into a dark golden meteor, tearing through the viscous, dark sky. With earth-shattering force, it plummeted downwards, its target the heart of the Kirin Gorum Saint.

The icy blade hadn't even touched flesh yet. A deadly sting had already pierced Kirin Gnom's nerves. The Celestial Dragon's pupils contracted violently, shrinking to two extremely fine needle tips. His Observation Haki went into overdrive, his brain screaming for escape. But his body was firmly pinned to the spot by Chopper's emerald vines, unable to move.

His bloodshot eyes darted around frantically. A tear appeared at the corner of his eye, oozing black blood. He still couldn't keep up with that terrifying speed.

too fast.

It was so fast it completely exceeded the limits of physics. The three famous swords in Zoro's hands intertwined in the air, creating three dazzling streaks of light. Three distinct yet perfectly harmonious colors.

Enma's dark gold. The wrath of a demon crawling from the abyss of hell. Heavy. Violent. Devouring everything. Sandai Kitetsu's blood red. A demonic blade yearning to drink its fill of blood. Miserable. Greedy. Severing all life. Wado Ichimonji's pure white. The purest obsession in a swordsman's heart. Cold. Flawless. Unwavering until death.

Three colors of sword light wove an impenetrable net of death in mid-air. They fell from the heavens, mercilessly slicing through the sky, which was stained dark red by demonic energy. Wherever the sword light passed, space subtly distorted. The highly poisonous demonic energy permeating the air was cleaved in two by this extreme sharpness.

The three-colored blade light completely filled Qilin Gom Saint's vision. A cold afterimage flashed across his retina. There was no time to assume any defensive stance. The blade descended.

Click.

A deafeningly clear explosion erupted over the icy plains. The sound wasn't like metal clashing; it was more like a hundred-meter-high glass wall being shattered by a heavy hammer. Three dazzling blades of light struck the core black crystal armor on the chest of the Qilin Gom Saint with perfect precision.

This is the location of the seventh layer of the shield. This is the divine barrier that the Celestial Dragons are so proud of. This is also the only weakness that Zoro has locked onto after countless cuts and bleeds.

The blade contacts the black crystal surface.

The accumulated dark gold ghostly energy and the purest physical sharpness poured forth wildly. This power was too domineering. It completely ignored the disgusting corrosiveness of demonic energy. The sword intent frantically drilled into the armor's interior along the previously created tiny cracks.

boom.

The seventh layer of shield completely collapsed.

The jet-black armor, capable of devouring even overwhelming aura, proved utterly fragile before the ultimate technique. The sound of the shield shattering echoed continuously. Millions of ice crystals exploded simultaneously. A scattering of crystalline fragments flew wildly through the air. Each fragment reflected the dark golden light of Yama, bursting forth with dazzling brilliance in the darkness, proclaiming the complete collapse of the so-called divine defense.

Without the protection of the seventh layer of shield, the core of the black crystal armor was directly exposed to the onslaught of the three renowned swords. The three sword lights clashed fiercely at his chest.

scoff.

The seemingly indestructible core armor was ripped open with three deep, bone-revealing gashes. The three cracks intersected in a triangular pattern, cutting through the entire thickness of the black crystal. The ear-piercing scraping sound of the blade slicing through the crystal sent chills down one's spine.

Deep within the crevice, dark red demonic energy leaked out uncontrollably and wildly. Under immense pressure, the viscous demonic energy transformed into a blood-red fountain, shooting several meters away from the breach. A pungent smell of sulfur and a fishy stench instantly filled the air. The leaking demonic energy was out of control, burning haphazardly in the air.

"Ahhhhhh"

The Qilin Gom Saint raised its head, letting out a roar of utter desolation. Gone was the arrogance of its former self, the composure of one who looked down upon all living beings. It was the primal howl of a beast driven to the brink of death, its spine broken. Extreme pain contorted its face, veins bulging on its forehead. Cold sweat mixed with black blood streamed wildly down its pale cheeks.

The mask of God was ruthlessly torn away. At this moment, he was nothing more than a creature that could bleed, fear, and weep, waiting to be slaughtered.

The terrifying impact was fully unleashed.

boom.

The immense kinetic energy surged through the blade and slammed relentlessly into the massive body of the Qilin Gom Saint. The mountain-like creature was sent flying backward, its feet digging into the ground in an attempt to absorb the deadly impact.

His feet carved two terrifying furrows, half a meter deep, into the hard ice. The ice shattered. The dark permafrost was violently churned up. Ice chips and black mud flew wildly in all directions, striking the distant ruins with a series of muffled thuds.

He was repelled.

But they didn't completely retreat.

The lush green vines that Chopper had nurtured were tightly wrapped around her ankles.

Zoro's slash propelled him backward. Chopper's vines, like two unbreakable steel cables, held him firmly in place. Two completely opposite and terrifying forces engaged in a brutal tug-of-war, using their legs as the ropes.

With each step he retreated, the emerald vines snapped back with tremendous force. The immense rebound pulled his massive body back to its original position. Retreat and pull. Push and tug. This unimaginable tearing force was concentrated entirely on the Celestial Dragon's knee joint.

Click click click.

A series of chilling cracking sounds echoed through the snowstorm. Knees twisted horribly under the crushing force. Joint capsules were torn apart. Menisci were crushed into a pulp. The sounds of bones dislocating were clearly audible. The legs were almost ripped apart by the brutal tearing force.

A scream was stuck in his throat. The chain reaction of the severe injury spread throughout his body at an alarming speed.

The first to be affected was the rain god who had become one with him.

The main body suffered a devastating blow. The circulation system of demonic energy was forcibly severed from the outside. The massive Rain God fusion instantly lost its core control.

The six enormous black water arms behind him went berserk. They stopped forming hand seals. They stopped attacking. They flailed wildly in mid-air, their thick arms slapping the air and crashing against the ice, sending up columns of black mud tens of meters high.

Swinging turns into disintegration.

The two outermost black water arms began to melt horribly from their fingertips. The highly dense, corrosive black water could no longer maintain its solid form. Bubbling began to erupt from the surface. Large drops of the viscous, black liquid slid down the arms, crashing heavily onto the ice.

The residual liquid corroded deep pits the moment it hit the ground, sending up wisps of pungent white smoke. The black water disintegrated at an increasingly rapid pace. In just a few breaths, the two enormous secondary arms had completely turned into a pool of foul-smelling sludge. The dissipation of demonic energy spread to the other arms.

An even more fatal collapse occurred in the chest of the Rain God.

The crimson vortex is experiencing a severe mechanical malfunction. Its rotation speed is fluctuating wildly, sometimes accelerating erratically, and sometimes getting stuck by something.

A piercing roar emanated from the depths of the vortex. The sound was like rusty gears meshing together, threatening to shatter at any moment. Irregular, violent tremors began to appear at the edge of the vortex. The perfect circular outline became distorted and twisted. Fatal black cracks appeared at several weak points on the edge.

This is irrefutable proof of the backlash from the power.

The soul-piercing wound not only shattered the outer physical armor, but also completely shattered the fusion between the Qilin Gom Saint and the Rain God on an energy level. The core power core of this war machine was pierced through with a single blow.

The fusion connection began to irreversibly disintegrate from within. The massive body trembled. Demonic energy wailed. The entire fused entity was heading towards inevitable collapse.

The gale subsided. The snowflakes paused. The world fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

Black crystal fragments swirled slowly in the air. The leaking dark red demonic energy fell limply. The disintegrating black liquid vaporized on the ice, creating a thick white mist. Against the backdrop of all this was the dark golden afterglow left by Zoro's blade as he slashed through the ice.

At the very center of the image is that once arrogant Celestial Dragon.

Three horrifying gashes burst open in his chest. Blood mixed with demonic energy stained his body black. His entire body trembled violently and uncontrollably. His legs twisted and deformed. He could no longer maintain his holiness and majesty for even a second.

The scales of victory tipped over with a deafening roar.

but.

The heavy breathing continued to linger in the wind and snow.

The monster with its chest cleaved open still burned with a venomous, malevolent light in its bloodshot eyes. Though the Rain God's massive body was crumbling, a twisted demonic energy still made its final, desperate struggle deep within the vortex.

On the other side of the icy plain, the dark golden ghostly aura slowly dissipated. A blood-soaked figure wielding a sword was rapidly plummeting from mid-air.

The battle is not over yet.