newbobooks Chapter 576: Specifically designed to deal with immortals!
Chapter 576: Specifically designed to deal with immortals!
A muffled thud.
The kind of dullness that seeps into your bones.
The white-bearded man's fist slammed squarely into the chest of the assassin from the Order of the Gods.
No suspense.
The moment the white, high-density vibrational aura touched the armor, all defenses crumbled like paper. The rare metal armor, forged with the World Government's most advanced technology, couldn't even withstand half a second against the Tremor-Tremor Fruit. Cracks erupted from the fist, radiating outwards in all directions.
The armor shattered.
Metal fragments flew backwards with a piercing shriek.
A powerful shockwave surged into the assassin's body.
The assassin's eyes bulged out suddenly. His mouth opened, but not a single syllable could be uttered from his throat.
His chest slumped visibly, distorting his entire outline. The shockwaves tore through his skin, shredded his muscles, and crushed his internal organs into dust. The sound of bones cracking exploded densely inside his body, like a string of firecrackers, crackling and popping incessantly.
His entire skeleton shattered instantly.
The air in front of the fist was compressed and exploded, a white shockwave expanding outwards in a ring. Snow and gravel were swept up by the gale, clearing the battlefield within a radius of tens of meters.
The next second, the attacker's body flew backward.
It moved so fast it tore through the air, leaving a sonic boom cloud. The mangled body traced a straight arc as it crashed into the buildings behind it.
"boom!"
The first stone house was smashed through. The load-bearing wall collapsed, and the rubble and dust completely swallowed the assassin's figure.
The momentum hasn't slowed down.
"boom!"
The second stone house exploded. Huge boulders flew everywhere, crashing onto the street and creating deep craters.
The third building.
The body, resembling a tattered sack, finally came to rest amidst the ruins. Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, obscuring the heavens above.
The battlefield was deathly silent.
The giant warriors fighting all around stopped and stared wide-eyed at the tunnel of ruins that had been plowed out.
No one has ever seen such destructive power.
One punch. Just one punch.
The smoke and dust cleared, revealing the horrific state of the attackers deep within the ruins.
The assassin from that Order of Gods was no longer human. His bones and flesh were churned into a bloody mess by the force of the shockwave; not an inch of skin remained intact, not a single bone was unbroken. Shattered internal organs were mixed with fragments of metal armor, a truly gruesome sight.
After taking such a blow, he should be dead.
This was the only thought in the minds of all the witnesses.
Then, the most disgusting thing happened.
With the blessing of Im's immortality, it is repairing this broken body.
The white-bearded man glanced coldly at the attacker who was repairing himself a hundred meters away.
His rugged face showed only contempt.
He started walking towards the ruins.
His towering figure exuded an overwhelming sense of oppression, making the air on the battlefield seem heavier.
I walked to the edge of the ruins.
The white-bearded man stopped.
He held the Murakumogiri upside down with one hand and slammed it hard onto the ground.
"Thump!"
The knife handle slammed into the rock, causing the ground to crack open like a spiderweb, and rubble flew up half a meter high.
He looked down at the raging mass of flesh on the ground, still struggling to heal itself. His broad chest heaved, and he exhaled a puff of hot, white breath. His eyes narrowed slightly.
"You have to be careful who you use a sneak attack on. Who do you think you are?"
The sound echoed throughout the entire battlefield, like thunder.
"Do you think you can ambush the two of us?!"
With a furious roar, Conqueror's Haki exploded, transforming into a tangible, crushing force. The attacker's half-stitched granulation tissue was ripped open again, spraying blood everywhere.
The white-bearded man sneered.
"From the moment you lurked in the shadows like a rat, thinking you were getting close undetected, your death was already sealed."
"The moment you decide to attack, our combined Observation Haki will see right through your movements, your breathing, and your ridiculous killing intent."
These words were like knives.
They completely exposed the stealth techniques that the Divine Knights were so proud of. Standing before an unparalleled powerhouse atop the vast ocean, such assassination tricks were no different from children playing house.
the other side.
Rocks turned around.
He ignored the white-bearded man's taunts, his attention entirely focused on his right hand. Deep, pure dark energy swirled around his fingertips, as docile as a tamed beast.
A thought crossed my mind.
The hemispherical dark shield covering his body collapsed instantly, turning into black smoke and returning to his body. The surrounding space seemed to brighten again.
He strode over to the white-bearded man.
His gaze fell upon the enemy, whose body was shimmering with green light on the ground. His pupils held no warmth, only an icy cruelty.
"What an eyesore of trash."
Rocks' voice wasn't loud, but it sent chills down your spine.
"If you dare pull any more of these underhanded tricks on me, I'll obliterate you completely. I won't even give you a chance to recover."
The white-bearded man turned his head, his gaze falling on Rocks' right hand, which had just withdrawn its black aura. His eyes narrowed slightly.
"Lox."
The white-bearded man spoke, his tone carrying a hint of inquiry.
"What is this dark power within you, and what is it all about?"
He paused for a moment.
"I've dealt with you for years, I know your inside and out. No matter how fierce your moves were before, I've never seen such a bizarre method. This is definitely not your original power."
Lox was taken aback.
Then he suddenly tilted his head back and laughed.
Hahahaha!
The laughter was shrill and outrageously arrogant. He laughed so hard he almost fell over, tears welling in his eyes.
"Whitebeard, you old codger still has a sharp eye."
Rocks stopped laughing, and the corners of his mouth turned up.
"You guessed right, this is indeed not my original power."
He turned his head and looked directly into the white-bearded man's eyes. He spoke slowly and deliberately.
"This power is an absolute dark power that Chen Ye gave me."
Mentioning the name Chen Ye, a fleeting sense of awe and fanaticism flashed in Lox's arrogant eyes. He knew all too well how terrifying that man was. Beyond reason, beyond the rules of the world, absolute power.
"Chen Ye found me before he set off."
As Lockes recalled the scene, his voice was filled with excitement.
"He injected this pure, ultimate source of darkness into my body. He told me that this power had no upper limit. How much power I could unleash, how much I could comprehend, depended entirely on myself."
Rocks clenched his right fist tightly.
"boom!"
Dense black energy surged forth from between the fist's cleavage. This black energy was outrageously domineering; instead of dissipating, it resembled a miniature black hole, frantically devouring the surrounding light. The space around the fist distorted. Snowflakes drifted by, vanishing instantly upon contact with the black energy.
Nothing was left behind.
Lox raised his fist, which was shrouded in black mist, in front of him, his eyes glazed over.
"Before setting off for Elbaf, I was quite busy. This force has been well-integrated."
Then he suddenly turned his head.
He stared intently at the attacker on the ground, who was repairing itself.
and!
"This force has another characteristic."
Lox chuckled coldly, his voice filled with absolute confidence and murderous intent.
"It can be used as an absolute nemesis against these immortal beings."
He pointed to the disgusting green light on the ground, his tone tinged with displeasure at Whitebeard for striking first.
"These monsters, blessed by Im, are as tough as cockroaches. Ordinary attacks are unlikely to kill them completely."
"But my dark power is different."
Rocks spread his five fingers, palm facing the assassin on the ground, and gave a loose squeeze.
"Darkness can devour everything: physical strength, domineering aura, and even the very life they depend on."
"You were quick enough to punch him first and shatter him, otherwise I would have used my dark power to completely envelop him. In less than ten seconds, every drop of blood and every trace of life force within him would have been devoured."
"Not even a trace was left."
"What's the point of fixing it?"