aircannonsinc Chapter 1130 The Long-Awaited Transformation
Chapter 1130 The Long-Awaited Transformation
Chapter 1130 The Long-Awaited Transformation
"How can she control so many abilities at the same time? How did she do it...?"
Luo opened his mouth wide, looked up at the colossal shadow that blotted out the sky, his eyes filled with disbelief and bewilderment.
Everything that happened today was far beyond his comprehension:
The power far exceeded his awakened abilities, Im's true form, and unimaginable strength... He felt that his fate was like a leaf in a storm, which could be crushed by this battle at any moment, leaving him no room to resist.
"This only shows that we are far from fully exploring the mysteries of Devil Fruits."
Katakuri's voice rang out beside Law. He was locked in combat with several apprentice God Riders, the awakened power of his Mochi Mochi Fruit turning a large part of the battlefield into sticky mochi balls, restricting the enemy's movements.
His Observation Haki had already allowed him to foresee Law's predicament. This meticulous pirate had already developed his Devil Fruit to its awakened state many years ago, and his Observation Haki had even reached the level of predicting the future.
Im's current state gave him a deeper understanding of the potential of Devil Fruits.
"Perhaps... the awakening of the fruit is never the end."
If Vic were here, he would surely give a thumbs up for this accurate guess.
"They really are pests!"
Garp stood at the edge of the battlefield, staring at Im's colossal shadow, his eyes suddenly sharpening like an eagle's.
He recalled the earth-shattering battle at God Valley, the towering shadow that drove Rocks to a frenzy back then, and the aura of the beast before him was exactly the same!
Even someone as powerful as Rocks was controlled by this evil force. He and Roger fought with all their might, exhausting their Conqueror's Haki, to barely dispel the evil's corruption. The intensity of that battle almost caused God Valley to disappear completely from the map.
The mastermind behind it all vanished like a ghost, never once taking them seriously. It wasn't until he learned of the existence of the God Realm that Garp realized they were nothing more than insignificant ants in the eyes of that being.
"Lord Im has entered full combat mode! That brat Vic is doomed! Shanks, why don't you abandon the darkness and join the light!"
While fending off Shanks's fierce attacks, Garin shouted at him to surrender, his tone filled with an arrogant confidence.
He teamed up with Shanks' twin brother Shamrock to attack Shanks, but they were constantly suppressed by Shanks' Conqueror's Haki. Seeing Im reveal such a terrifying form, their morale soared.
Shamrock, standing beside him, remained silent, his face so dark it seemed to drip water—as twins, he was completely overwhelmed by Shanks, and this disparity fueled his jealousy and resentment to the point of burning.
"If you can really win..."
Shanks' sword flashed like a full moon, his Conqueror's Haki infusing the strike, forcefully cleaving through Korin's attack. His gaze was as resolute as iron.
"If you really win, please kill me. I don't want to live in a world without freedom and hope. I've had enough of this kind of life! Maybe hell is a better place!"
Rebecca's fingertips were enveloped in solid, ink-black Armament Haki, and hundreds of flying swords wrapped in Haki hovered around her, their blades humming and vibrating, reflecting a chilling light.
Her eyes were glued to the massive black figure in the distance, a hint of worry hidden in them. A whisper, barely audible, escaped her throat: "Vic will definitely defeat that monster..."
Before her stood the female knight who had once appeared in the Valley of Gods, as still as a pine tree, the years seemingly leaving no trace on her exquisite face.
Even though he noticed Rebecca's distraction, the Holy Knight only gripped the Holy Light Longsword in his hand, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes, and dared not make any rash moves!
The scene of those flying swords tearing through the air and sweeping across the sky, as well as the scars left when they grazed her body, is still a lingering shadow in her heart, making her dare not make the slightest move.
"If Shanks were to step in to help Vic, that monster would be no match for him!"
Uta's voice carried the certainty unique to a young person, and the Thunder God Pirates emblem on her waist gleamed in the sunlight.
Although she has long since officially joined the Thor Pirates and has no intention of leaving, her trust in Shanks has never wavered!
The Song Demon King, which was several times larger than the lizard monster before her, was killed by Shanks right before her eyes.
In her view, as long as the two strongest people in her heart join forces, there is no situation that cannot be broken and no enemy that cannot be defeated.
"The aura of this monster... it's like it's going to devour the heavens and the earth!"
Barat leaned against the broken boulder, his longsword already drawn, the scratches on the scabbard marking countless fierce battles.
As the vice-captain of the Thunder God Pirates, he was already used to standing guard at the base for Vic, who was away most of the time.
The years he spent with his fellow soldiers in the elite naval battalion were still vivid in his mind. He had witnessed firsthand how Vic had risen from a promising soldier to the pinnacle, overcoming numerous obstacles along the way.
That trust was ingrained in his very bones, no less than Zoro's obsession with Luffy becoming the Pirate King.
He watched Vic's retreating figure, a confident smile curving his lips.
"But this guy has never shown his full strength. I really want to see what kind of storm he can stir up when he gets serious."
"Take care of the enemy in front of you first."
Wendy's voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable firmness. She stood beside Barat, her skirt billowing in the battlefield winds.
As Barnett's wife and Vic's comrade-in-arms, she believed in Vic's strength more than anyone else!
That boy who emerged from the elite naval camp dared to single-handedly confront Big Mom's pirate crew in order to save her family.
At that moment, the pressure from the Four Emperors was like the Red Earth pressing down on her, but Vic stood in front of her with his sword, and his words, "With me here, no one can hurt you in the slightest," still echo in her ears.
From the moment he won that seemingly impossible battle, Vic had become an omnipotent god in her eyes.
"We don't need to worry about Vic's side."
An enormous, eighty-meter-tall shadow stood in the center of the battlefield, its scales gleaming like obsidian, and with each breath it stirred up a gale, raising clouds of dust.
Im's transformation is complete, a battle form she hasn't shown in eight hundred years—since her nemesis Joy Boy fell and since the secret of the God Realm was sealed, she no longer needs to use this power!
The troubles that the Five Elders and the Divine Knights couldn't solve, she could easily wipe out with a single clone descending upon her.
But today, this "ant" who came from the navy has repeatedly crossed her bottom line, thoroughly enraging her.
Im slowly raised his claws, the sharp tips gleaming with a cold light capable of tearing through space.
She clenched her fists a few times, feeling the long-dormant, violent power surging within her, a bloodthirsty crimson gleaming in her eyes:
"After Joey Boy, there are still ants who can make me use this posture..."
Her voice was deep and thunderous, making the surrounding air tremble. "Then, let your bones be a tribute to these eight hundred years of loneliness."
On the battlefield, voices of discussion, worry, and certainty mingled together, and all eyes were focused on the two men facing off.
The wind whipped sand and gravel against Vic's cloak, making a rustling sound, but his eyes remained as calm as a deep pool as he slowly tightened his grip on the long sword in front of the oppressive aura that could make the world tremble.
The atmosphere of confrontation seemed to freeze time and space; only the hum of weapons and the breathing of giant beasts heralded the prelude to the final battle on this land about to be engulfed by war.