svetikya Chapter 680: I have everything I need!
Chapter 680: I have everything I need!
Luffy raised his giant sword.
The first-generation divine weapon hummed.
The sword's blade is as wide as a city gate.
The Conqueror's Haki and the white flames of the Sun God became intertwined.
Two forces churned together.
The entire ice field was bathed in daylight.
The sword tip pointed straight at Im.
Luffy grinned.
A laugh that hides nothing.
I've been holding back a lot of anger for dozens of chapters.
At this moment.
They all yelled it out.
"I have everything I need now, you ugly freak, just wait until I chop you to pieces!"
The sound exploded.
The aftershocks of the Conqueror's Haki swept over everything.
The snowflakes in the sky instantly turned into powder.
The distant iceberg cracked open.
The Allied soldiers on the battlefield felt a tightness in their chests.
Blood rushed to my head.
Im floated in mid-air, his dark red eyes narrowed into slits.
Opposite them were burning white flames.
It is the first generation of divine weapons.
Eight hundred years.
His heart skipped a beat.
This sword.
This posture.
This indomitable spirit of freedom.
He looks exactly like that person from eight hundred years ago.
He had no time to reminisce.
Luffy moved.
He stepped into thin air, the air beneath his feet compressed into a spring-like shape.
The person shot out like a white streak of light.
That colossal sword that could cleave the heavens and the earth.
It charged aggressively toward Im.
A flash of white light streaked across the sky.
Black lines cracked open in the space, like a mirror about to shatter.
fast.
So fast I couldn't see it clearly.
Im's pupils shrank to pinpoints.
The dark gold patterns on the Sword of the Codex flickered wildly.
He dared not hold back.
He gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands and poured all the power of the Earth God into it.
We must fight back with all our might.
Two divine weapons, separated by eight hundred years, clashed together.
"clang--!"
The metallic sound was like the sky crying.
Pure white flames and dark gold divine power clashed at the point of impact.
The light was too bright.
Everyone on the battlefield raised their hands to shield their eyes.
The shockwave swept out like a hurricane.
The iceberg was blown away.
Ice shards filled the sky.
A layer of ground was sheared off.
Whitebeard grabbed onto a piece of ice to steady himself, staring intently at the center of the collision.
His eyes were hot.
"They're here!"
The light has faded.
Two shadows, one white and one dark, were locked in combat in the sky.
Like two giant dragons tearing at each other.
Luffy swung his giant sword horizontally.
The sword's pressure tore through space.
The white flames screamed.
Im raised his sword to block, but the earth shield on the Codex Sword burned with intense pain.
The sun god's white flames climbed up the sword.
It burned his dark gold shield.
Im's arm suddenly sank.
Shen.
This first-generation divine weapon is ridiculously heavy.
Each sword strike felt like a mountain crashing down.
Pure power.
Savage power.
He previously used the Sword of the Codex to keep Luffy at bay.
That composure is gone.
Because Luffy also has a weapon that kills gods.
The natural barrier is gone.
The power came from the hilt of the sword.
Luffy's fighting spirit has reached its peak.
With a burst of strength from his arms, he flipped the greatsword and viciously slashed at Im's left shoulder.
Im dodged to the side.
The sword of the code hurriedly parried.
But Luffy's second and third sword strikes forced him to retreat continuously.
With each collision, the white flames burned the roots of the earth's shield.
"What retreat?!"
Luffy laughed loudly.
The giant sword swept across.
The sword energy sliced Im's dark red demonic chains into pieces.
That thing had once bound him tightly.
Now it's like paper.
Once broken, it was burned clean by the white flames.
Not even a trace was left.
Im's pupils contracted.
Those chains were made by him using the power of the earth.
Previously, he had always managed to corner Luffy.
But now.
Luffy didn't give him a chance.
Nika's fighting style is freedom.
Luffy combined his rubber powers with the weight of the giant sword.
They came up with a fighting style that no one had ever seen before.
He would sometimes swing the greatsword like a whip.
He bypassed Im's defenses and slashed down.
Then he pressed the sword into an iron rod.
He smashed Im's block with brute force.
It lacks any structure or method.
No tricks involved.
Only the freedom to crush everything.
Luffy gets stronger and stronger with each fight.
The white flames burned brighter and brighter.
Each sword strike was heavier, faster, and more ruthless than the last.
Im's Codex Sword began to hum.
The cracks on the dark gold shield are increasing.
The repair speed is also getting slower and slower.
retreat.
Retreat again.
Im retreated repeatedly in mid-air.
With each step back, a ring of dark golden ripples exploded beneath his feet.
His sword light changed from fierce to hasty.
It went from being rushed to being reluctant.
The blocking is increasing.
Counterattacks are becoming increasingly rare.
The world king who previously pinned Luffy to the ice field and tortured him to death.
Now we can only defend.
Everyone saw it.
The allied soldiers stared wide-eyed.
Luffy is winning.
The man who was suppressed by Im for dozens of chapters.
He's currently chasing after the King of the World with a sword.
"He's winning... Luffy is winning!"
Ironhide supported Loki, his voice trembling.
Loki was covered in blood.
He ignored it.
He stared intently at the white figure in the sky.
His pupils were filled with white light.
Im was blasted back seven times.
He finally stood firm.
He looked down at his hands.
My hands are numb.
He then looked at the cracks on the Fagé Sword that were healing.
His dark red eyes were filled with murderous intent.
We can't hold back any longer.
He is very clear.
If this continues...
He really will lose to this new-age madman.
Luffy's fighting talent is too high.
The coordination between the sword and the person went from unfamiliar to perfect in just a few dozen rounds.
If things continue like this...
He will be the one to lose.
Something awakened deep within those dark red eyes.
A darkness deeper, heavier, and more ancient than before.
It flowed out of his body.
Dark gold patterns spread across his entire body.
But this time, the patterns contained a jet-black color.
He looked up.
It let out a long, drawn-out roar.
It doesn't sound like a human voice.
It sounded like it was coming from underground.
The ice field is trembling.
The cracks spread from Im's feet.
The floating ice in the distance also began to break apart.
Chen Ye's pupils contracted sharply at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
"He's going to use that layer..."
But Luffy did not retreat.
He looked into the deeper darkness within Im.
He hoisted the greatsword onto his shoulder.
He grinned.
There was no fear in that smile.
Excitement.
White light and dark gold intertwined in the center of the battlefield.
Sword energy flew horizontally.
Two figures were locked in combat.
The pure white and dark gold light illuminated the entire sky of Elbaf.
On the edge of the battlefield.
Whitebeard and Rocks stood together.
The two peaks of the old era watched the white figure chasing after them.
His expression was complicated.
Whitebeard leaned on Murakumo's hand on the ground and burst into laughter.
The tremor caused the surrounding ice shards to jump.
"Gurarararara! This is the power that the new era should have!"
"The kid with that sword is capable of finishing off that monster!"
Lox remained silent.
He stared intently at the white figure.
Watching Luffy swing his sword every time.
That free yet all-conquering attitude.
That original divine weapon that switched between rubber and brute force.
That kind of tyranny that tramples the rules underfoot.
The approval in Lox's eyes.
More intense than ever.
He simply tucked his chin in.
An almost invisible movement.
But those who know him know.
This is someone he truly acknowledges from the bottom of his heart.
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The camera zooms out.
Crossing the center of the battlefield.
Passing Whitebeard and Rocks.
They passed by the Allied soldiers.
Heading southeast.
The coastline of Elbaf.
A beach covered in ice and snow.
Grayish-white waves crashed against the rocks.
The splashes of water froze into frost.
The coastline is lined with the navy's ironclad defenses.
Dozens of warships blockaded the sea area.
A thin layer of ice covered the black cannon barrel.
Outside the defensive line.
Further out at sea.
A black storm is approaching.
wrong.
That's a fleet of ships.
The roar of artillery fire filled the air.
The foremost warship was hit head-on.
A large hole was blown open in the side of the ship.
Steel and flames erupted.
The two warships behind them did not have time to turn.
It was violently rammed by the bow of the ship that burst out of the fog.
Marco transformed into a blue phoenix and soared into the sky.
The blue flames shone brightly against the gray sky.
Behind him, Sabo, dressed in a Revolutionary Army coat, stood with an iron pipe lying across him.
Flame-wrapped fists were ready.
Beckman stood at the very front of the ship.
The long rifle was resting on his shoulder, the smoke from the muzzle still lingering.
His gaze was already fixed on the core of the coastal defense line.
The reinforcement fleet plowed through the waves.
They rushed toward the beach in Elbaf without slowing down.
The sound of the ship crushing ice floes mingled with the sound of cannon fire.
It exploded on the coastline.
The navy's ironclad outer defenses have been breached.