aircannonsinc Chapter 220 The Blood Path of the Underworld Opens, the Inner Sea of the Valley of Gods is Within
Chapter 220 The Blood Path of the Underworld Opens, the Inner Sea of the Valley of Gods is Within
Chapter 220 The Blood Path of the Underworld Opens, the Inner Sea of the Valley of Gods is Within Reach
If this attack lands, even the newest naval warships will be instantly twisted into a pile of scrap metal.
"Shiki! Do you think I don't exist?!"
With a thunderous roar, Sengoku once again transformed into a gigantic golden Buddha. The brilliant Buddha light left an extremely dazzling golden afterimage in the sea mist, instantly teleporting to the top of the sea lion's head.
"The Great Buddha - A Panoramic Impact!"
Sengoku clasped his hands together and then pushed them downwards with a vengeance. The golden shockwave was no longer a scattered ring, but transformed into an incredibly thick golden pillar of light, which struck the sea lion's ferocious head head-on.
"Thump—!!!"
A shockwave powerful enough to capsize all nearby ships exploded in a ring. Golden light and dark seawater clashed violently in mid-air, and the entire sea area was once again completely shattered by this extraordinary power.
Due to the profound clash between Haki and Devil Fruit abilities, the splashing water droplets were no longer ordinary droplets. With the combined power of their wills, each droplet became incredibly heavy.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
These water droplets, like millions of deadly stray bullets, fired indiscriminately in all directions. The specially made iron armor of many naval warships was directly pierced by these water droplets, causing screams of agony.
In this terrifying collision, Shiki's figure danced wildly in the air. Although his twin swords, "Sakura-ju" and "Kikura-ku," were not drawn, the surging sword energy around him had already torn the surrounding atmosphere to pieces.
Meanwhile, the enormous Buddha statue of the Warring States period remained as steady as a mountain on the sea, each palm strike accompanied by a sacred bell-like sound, suppressing the waves stirred up by Shiki.
This level of competition consumes enough energy every second to destroy a small country.
The navy's defensive lines trembled violently under this frenzied offensive, while Rocks's fleet seemed tireless, advancing wildly amidst explosions and water curtains.
"Everyone, don't stop, tear them apart!"
Captain John's sinister voice rang out from the right wing. The sword in his hand gleamed greedily in the firelight. Behind him, countless pirates had already raised their grappling hooks, ready to begin the most primitive gunnery battle after the great collision.
Meanwhile, Brian's monster girl army transformed into streaks of black light, cutting into the navy's flank from an extremely bizarre angle, following the curtain of water left by the shattered sea lion.
That was a true vision of hell.
On one side is a heavily armed naval defense line representing the highest world order; on the other side is a symbol of the ultimate madness of the era.
A group of monsters led by the Demon King Rocks.
On the cursed sea of God Valley, both sides have completely abandoned their so-called "reason," leaving only pure destructive instincts, colliding wildly amidst the waves and flames.
The horizon ceased to exist at that moment.
As far as the eye could see, there was only the collapsing atmosphere, the boiling seawater, and the endless, intertwined black and red lightning.
At the same time, Garp in the center of the battlefield was transforming into a black streak of light that pierced the sky.
His figure left countless afterimages on the sea, moving so fast that even the air itself sparked with intense crimson flames from the friction. He used no weapons; his iron fists, honed over decades by seastone punching bags, were the most terrifying weapons on this vast ocean.
He moved nimbly through the gaps in the barrage of shells that rained down, enough to level the island, like a black panther traversing a thunderstorm, his target the Sword of Giebeck, which stood firmly at the heart of the storm.
"Lox! Put away your arrogant attitude. Your opponent is me."
Garp let out a roar like an ancient tiger's howl, and his right fist twisted violently in the air. The Armament Haki that was originally covering his arm collapsed rapidly towards his fist, condensing into a black sphere exuding an aura of destruction between his fingers. The surrounding space even cracked visibly because it could not withstand the mass.
"Karp—you annoying hound, you always like to bark when the gods are eating."
Rocks didn't even change his stance; his wild, long hair hung down his shoulders. He simply stretched out his left hand, and dark purple smoke swirled wildly in his palm like a nebula, instantly forming a gravitational black hole powerful enough to devour light and hope.
"boom--!!!"
The moment the fist collided with the black hole in the void, the entire battlefield seemed to fall into absolute silence. Then, a deafening roar erupted in a ring. The already shattered atmosphere collapsed horribly at this moment, and at the core of the collision, countless purplish-black lightning bolts shot out wildly in all directions like venomous snakes.
The shockwaves from the splashing energy, barely glancing at the edge, instantly pulverized dozens of small pirate ships and patrol vessels engaged in fierce combat nearby. The hundreds of marines and pirates on board were also shredded into a bloody mist in the atmosphere before they could even scream.
On the other side of the main battlefield, an elite force led by ten vice admirals including Harrison and Augustus has been completely mired in a quagmire called "despair".
These men, in the prime of their lives, were now leading tens of thousands of elite naval troops with a death-defying resolve, clashing head-on with the Rocks Pirates' ferocious, bloodthirsty officers. This was no longer a tactical contest, but a brutal, primal clash of wits and violence.
Lieutenant General Harrison's broadsword, already chipped in countless places, was being swung forward again before the sticky flesh and blood on its blade could even slide off. He was frantically swinging his sword, desperately trying to block Wang Zhi's powerful, heavy spear, whose every thrust created a vacuum-like shockwave.
Each violent collision of metal created visible ripples in the air, and the sharp buzzing sound caused the ears of marines within a hundred meters to bleed, and some even had their internal organs shattered and collapsed to the ground.
Meanwhile, Augustus on the side had completely transformed into a humanoid tank.
His massive body was covered with a deep, inky Armament Haki that even gleamed with a metallic glint. He stood firmly at the forefront of the position, and the two short swords in Captain John's hands were like vicious venomous snakes, leaving dozens of deep, bone-revealing blood grooves on Augustus's chest and arms. One sword even went straight through his shoulder.
But Augustus didn't even flinch. He used his body to block the passage to the center of the island and fought back with his teeth, his forehead, and every part of his body that could be used as a weapon.
"For justice! Even if it costs us our last drop of blood, we will not allow them to set foot on the altar!"
Augustus let out a deep, resonant roar. His blood-red eyes held no fear, only the resolute determination of a martyr. Despite the terrifying rate at which his comrades were falling, dozens per second, and despite facing monsters infamous and ruthless in the New World, he remained like a nail driven into a pool of blood, firmly anchored to the ruins of the Valley of the Gods, his flesh and blood forming a defensive line.
Just as the defensive line was about to collapse, a young vice admiral roared and leaped onto the deck of an enemy ship. Before he could even swing his long sword, he felt the light above his head being completely blocked.
"Go to hell! Mommy, Mommy!"
Charlotte Linlin let out a piercing laugh that sent chills down one's spine. Her massive body resembled a toppled mountain, and the greatsword "Napoleon" in her hand fell with a terrifying pressure capable of splitting the entire island in two.
The lieutenant general, his eyes bloodshot, mustered all his strength to cover his Armament Haki to its limit, raising his sword to parry. But faced with an absolute disparity in power, such resistance seemed so powerless and ridiculous. He was like a beetle trampled by an elephant, and with a muffled thud, he and his specially made steel plate, several centimeters thick, were cleaved in two by the sword.
The broken deck flipped upwards, and warm entrails and blood sprayed out like a torrential rain, instantly staining the surrounding terrified sea red.
The battle had now entered its most brutal, bloody, grinding phase.
Every second, hundreds and thousands of once-vibrant soldiers sank into the cold and deep sea amidst screams. The once clear and green seawater was quickly stained a turbid and eerie dark red by the blood and essence of countless living beings.
The metallic groans of warships colliding with pirate ships, the sizzling of blades cutting through tough flesh, and the earth-shattering roar of gunpowder exploding inside the ship's hold—all these sounds intertwined, entwined, and sublimated in the air above this cursed Valley of the Gods sea, ultimately composing a desperate and maddening symphony of hell.
On this battlefield, stained with blood, there are no heroes, only a flesh-and-blood grinder spinning wildly and devouring everything in its path.
Clang!
At the same time, the extremely deep dark purple that erupted from the center of the battlefield plunged the originally boiling sea into a strange, lifeless silence that defied the laws of physics. It was not calm, but rather all sound, light, and even the rhythm of the waves were forcibly erased at that moment by some higher-dimensional force.
Rocks' massive, god-like body hovered in mid-air. He was too lazy to waste any more words or effort on Garp. His dark red pupils reflected only the decaying altar of power deep within the Valley of the Gods.
As the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit within him surged wildly, his unruly black hair stood on end under the surge of domineering aura, like an evil god awakened from the abyss. Just by standing there, his very existence caused the surrounding space to crack like a shattered mirror. He became a spatial node that was collapsing wildly and devouring everything.
"The Great Dark Heaven - Blood Path of the Underworld!"
With a low growl from Rocks, a sound that seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, carrying the determination to shatter divine authority, his hands, covered in dark purple lightning, suddenly clasped together, and the gravitational force that was enough to devour all light exploded to its extreme in that instant.
Immediately afterwards, under the horrified gazes of thousands of navy personnel, the once turbulent sea outside God Valley emitted a mournful, tearing sound, like cloth being ripped apart, due to that incomprehensible and terrifying force. Amidst the deafening roar, two jets, each hundreds of meters high...
A colossal wave weighing hundreds of millions of tons was forcibly pushed aside by an invisible giant hand, and the reefs on the seabed were even crushed into dust in that instant.
In the very center of the heavily fortified naval defenses, a waterway several kilometers wide and stretching deep into the island was miraculously carved out. The waterway was surrounded by tsunamis, making it impossible to enter freely from the side.
Rocks, with absolute violence, carved a deadly path through the supposedly indestructible iron wall of the World Government, leading to the heart of God Valley. At the end of this path, the beach of God Valley was clearly visible.
"Stop him! Stop him now! All fleets, block that breach!"
The enormous golden Buddha statue of Sengoku trembled violently in the sky, its light flickering under the oppressive shadows. He knew that once Rocks, this monster, stepped into the Inner Sea, the Celestial Dragons who were still hunting behind him would become lambs to the slaughter, and the order of the entire world would collapse.
However, just as he was about to swoop down to stop Lox, a piercing and arrogant laugh tore through the thick atmosphere.
"Hahahaha, Sengoku, your opponent is me. In this sky, apart from that man named Gibeck, no one can look down upon me, not even a Buddha!"
Shiki the Golden Lion, wielding "Sakura-ju" and "Kikura-ku," pushed the power of his Float-Float Fruit to its limit, causing the clouds in the entire sky to spin wildly at his will. With a clench of his fists in the air, dozens of previously shattered, tens-of-thousands-ton reef islands around him were lifted off the sea, instantly gaining terrifying speed and transforming into shooting stars burning with dark red flames, completely blocking all of Sengoku's support routes in a fan shape.
"Shiki, you bastard, are you trying to destroy this ocean?!" Sengoku roared, unleashing shockwaves from his palms that exploded into brilliant yet tragic fireworks of death amidst the falling meteors. But Shiki's near-unbeatable mobility was like a shackle tightly binding the golden Buddha, preventing the admiral from breaking free to provide support in the short term.
On the other side of the sea route, Garp, who was originally in close combat with Rocks, was about to unleash his iron fist, powerful enough to shatter mountains, the moment the collapsed "Blood Road of the Underworld" took shape. But then he saw a flash of red light in Rocks' eyes, a fusion of extreme dominance and gravity.
"Get out of here, Navy! This is no place for you! Your justice is worthless in the face of my revenge!"
Rocks' left fist suddenly slammed out, not just with the force of a punch, but with the repulsive force of the Dark-Dark Fruit compressed to its limit, bursting forth in an instant.
"Bang-!!!"
A visible shockwave swept out, and Garp was sent flying like a black cannonball bursting from its barrel, without even having time to react.
As Garp flew backward, he smashed into three unavoidable heavy naval warships, turning wood chips and armor into dust under the impact. He streaked through the sky at supersonic speed, plunging directly into the inner sea of God Valley, creating a water column hundreds of meters high.
"Cough—cough cough—that was monstrous strength, I feel like my bones are about to fall apart." Garp staggered to his feet from the shattered ruins of the Inner Sea, wiping the blood from his face. He looked around and realized that he had actually penetrated deep into the Inner Sea's defensive perimeter thanks to the impact of Rocks' punch.
The sight behind him terrified him even more.
Locus stood proudly at the starting point of the "Blood Road of the Underworld," which had been cleaved open. He swung his greatsword "Calamity" at the crumbling core altar of the Valley of Gods, his eyes flashing with a red light that threatened to destroy everything.
"Kill! Leave no one alive! Bury this hypocritical Valley of the Gods to the bottom of the sea!"
At Rocks' command, the pirates, who could no longer contain their bloodlust, unleashed a roar that shattered the heavens.
"Whoa! Let's follow Captain Rocks and slaughter those Celestial Dragons!"
Dozens of giant pirate ships charged madly along the open road that parted the sea, like ferocious beasts unleashed from their cages, carrying an overwhelming stench of blood.