signingbooks Chapter 427: Three-Dimensional Strangulation!
Chapter 427: Three-Dimensional Strangulation!
Whitebeard was the first to withstand the attack, regain his footing, and immediately launch a counterattack.
He painstakingly carved two deep trenches in the ruins, preventing himself from collapsing.
Then, without hesitation, he...
His arm muscles bulged, he raised the naginata high, and then slashed down fiercely!
The earth cracked!
The blade didn't touch the ground.
But a shockwave attack has already been released!
The target: the giant boar that Volcholi transformed into!
This trick used to be very useful.
The boar was too big and had thick skin, but turning around was a joke.
Faced with the white-bearded man's wide-range attacks, it could only withstand them with its body each time.
Whitebeard was certain that this strike would break at least a few more of its bones.
But this time, something's not right.
Just as the shockwave was about to strike.
The giant pig moved.
This pig is capable of doing something that is unimaginable.
Its forelegs suddenly exerted force.
Its massive body actually swerved half a step to the side.
That half step was all it took to avoid the core area of the attack.
The shockwave whizzed past its belly and hurtled into the distance, turning a steel ruin into iron dust.
Whitebeard's eyes widened.
The attack failed.
He hadn't put the knife back yet.
The user's Observation Haki warned of an impending crisis.
right!
A dark figure suddenly appeared!
It's Nassuro Sei's horse bone!
Sometime later, the horse bone wandered into his blind spot.
The skeletal horse raised its front hooves high.
The hooves were wrapped in black Armament Haki.
"die!"
A screech that didn't sound like a human's.
The black bony hoof slammed down on the white-bearded man's right shoulder.
There's no escaping it.
The white-bearded man forcefully took the attack, using his waist to twist his body.
He raised the naginata high, his Armament Haki covering the entire blade, holding it firmly in place.
A terrifying power surged through his body from the naginata, and his feet dragged a half-meter-deep trench in the ground.
The power of Ma Gu's attack was at least 30% stronger than before!
The white-bearded man forced himself to stand firm, veins bulging on his forehead.
These old things... how did they get stronger again!
Whitebeard was besieged.
Shanks, on the other side, isn't having an easy time either.
Shanks drew "Griffin" with one hand and met the Maz Sacred Bird that swooped down from the sky.
"Get out of here!"
Shanks gave a low shout, Conqueror's Haki swirling around his sword, causing it to flash.
He wielded his knife and climbed the slope.
The blade struck the strange bird's claw.
The aura of domineering color clashed with the black energy.
The force of the collision cut a vacuum belt a hundred meters long in mid-air.
Shanks' attention was entirely focused on the sky.
He was ready to exert his strength.
Just then.
Peter Saint's giant earthworms emerged from the ground, their segmented bodies pushing through the rubble.
Its mouth opened, revealing rings of teeth.
It reeked of a fishy stench and bit into Shanks' leg.
A pincer attack from above and below!
The timing was perfect!
Shanks' pupils contracted.
His fighting instincts made him abandon his attempt to suppress the strange bird.
He abruptly sheathed his sword, tapped his toes in the air, and leaped into the air.
He narrowly avoided the mouth that could have shredded his lower body.
But when a person is in the air, there is no support.
This is the gap.
Maz Saint's attack has arrived.
The strange bird didn't chase after them; it remained suspended in mid-air.
Its fleshy wings vibrate at an abnormally high frequency.
An invisible sound wave.
It hit Shanks' right arm.
hum!
The excruciating pain caused the Fourth Emperor's vision to momentarily go white.
My mind went blank for a fraction of a second.
Two lines of blood ran down his right arm.
"Shanks!"
In the distance, the blue hurricane that the dragon had transformed into sensed Shanks' danger and rushed over at high speed.
The hurricane howled, and the dragon tried to use the wind to disperse the sound waves.
But the dragon's wind had just caught the sound waves.
He's about to unleash his power.
Satan Saint's tattered body suddenly appeared.
Right upwind of the hurricane.
Satan Saint's twisted old face remained expressionless.
He opened his mouth and spewed out a thick, black, poisonous mist towards the eye of the hurricane.
The wind can suck things in.
The black poisonous mist was instantly sucked into the wind created by the dragon itself, stirred wildly, and then spread in all directions.
The wind that saved lives turned into a poisonous wind that killed!
The kill radius was tripled, even engulfing the dragon itself.
Dragon immediately realized something was wrong.
Without hesitation, he forcibly dispersed his power and retreated from the hurricane in a disheveled state.
The cost of forcibly interrupting capabilities is high.
He escaped the epicenter of the toxic wind, but his body was still on the edge.
A small patch of acidic mist got on my left forearm, and my clothes disappeared with a "hiss," leaving behind white smoke.
The skin underneath instantly turned red and began to slowly corrode from the poison.
A sharp pain shot through me.
Long frowned and gritted his teeth as he retreated.
A suffocating sense of passivity welled up inside me.
The three top experts gathered back to back.
The white-bearded man is on the left, leaning forward with his naginata resting on the ground.
Blood from the tiger's mouth stained the hilt of the knife, dripping down.
Shanks is in the middle, with an injured right arm.
His face was deathly pale, and he was breathing rapidly.
The dragon is on the right.
All three of them had very unpleasant expressions.
Shanks was panting heavily.
Something's not right.
"Something's really not right."
"These five old geezers were all fighting their own battles before. When Satan was about to die, the other four weren't in such a hurry."
"What's going on now?"
"And suddenly the five of them became incredibly coordinated; it was as if one person was controlling five bodies!"
The dragon's voice was also hoarse; he was enduring the pain.
"Not 'simply'."
"It's just one person."
"Didn't you notice? The eyes of all five of them have changed."
"Eye?"
Sang, Kex was stunned.
"They all turned into the same scarlet Rinnegan, with black lines in the pupils."
Dragon stared intently at the approaching shadowy figure.
"Their eyes are exactly the same as that woman's."
"That guy, he's controlling all five of them at the same time."
The white-bearded man's face turned pale, and he tightened his grip on the naginata.
"It's not just their teamwork; their strength, speed, and combat instincts are all a level above what they were before."
"That stupid pig Volchuli, he could only take the beatings before, but just now when I used 'Air Shock,' he actually dodged it!"
"The angle and timing of your dodge were perfectly timed to be in my blind spot."
"That feeling...it's like someone sneaks into his head and tells him where to hide next!"
The three of them haven't come up with a solution yet.
Im didn't give them time.
front.
The five controlled bodies began to change formation.
Satan and Vochuli were at the forefront. One sprayed poison, the other charged head-on.
Maz's strange bird flew a hundred meters into the air, circled, and blocked the way.
Nassou's bone horse and Peter's earthworm flanked them from the left and right.
The bony horse circled on the ground, cutting off their retreat.
Earthworms burrow into the ground, ready to emerge from under your feet at any moment.
Five directions.
Five types of attacks.
Above, on the ground, underground.
A perfect encirclement.
It took less than five seconds to form.
The black divine power emanating from the Five Elders intertwined, forming a massive energy net.
The black net covered everyone and was still shrinking inwards.
Like an execution bag that is tightening.
This kind of teamwork is something that five old men could never achieve.
This is the terrifying combat wisdom that Im should be displaying.
The air was compressed, making it hard to breathe.
Whitebeard, Shanks, and Dragon, the three overlords, were forced into increasingly smaller spaces and could only passively defend.
Because they are waiting for Aokiji and Zephyr. As soon as Aokiji and Zephyr arrive, they can cooperate!
Just as the encirclement was about to tighten.
The five bodies suddenly stopped for a moment.
A very short pause.
The attack rhythm was interrupted for 0.5 seconds.
But for people at their level, 0.5 seconds is enough.
They saw that the ten scarlet Rinnegan eyes rotated at the same time and at the same angle.
The direction of their gaze was not towards the three of them.
Instead, it's a location further away from the core of the battlefield, on the periphery.
Im's plan was very shrewd.
Her goal has never been just to defeat the few people in front of her.
Killing them won't change the overall situation.
Moreover, Im knew that although he had temporarily suppressed the three, the other side still had high-end combat power rushing towards them!
The one who really needs to be dealt with is Vegapunk.
If Vegapunk's global live stream continues, the world government's 800-year-old rule will be over.
Vegapunk's control room is far from here.
Im needs a breakthrough.
The defenses will break down as soon as they are distracted by rescuing people.
The gazes of the five bodies turned in unison once again.
Locked onto a "quiet" area on the edge of the battlefield.
There, two young men were cleaning up the navy.
Fire Fist, Portgas D. Ace.
Sabo, Chief of Staff of the Revolutionary Army.
One of them was the white-bearded man's most valued adopted son.
One is an adopted son whom Long raised himself.
If anything happens to these two, Whitebeard and Dragon will go mad.
This is the perfect breakthrough point that Im chose.
There was no warning.
The Five Elders' attack direction changed instantly.
There is no transition, no pre-rocking.
The five bodies abandoned their attack.
All the attacks—Satan's poisonous mist, Vochuli's charge, Maz's sonic waves, Nassuro's stomp, Peter's surprise attack—crossed space at the same moment, converging madly on the same target from five angles.
Ace felt a chill run down his spine.
His Observation Haki issued a stern warning.
A picture flashed through my mind.
A scene of despair.
Five terrifying forces rushed in from five directions.
on.
under.
Left.
right.
before.
There's nowhere to run.
There's no time to think about it.
"Sabo, watch out!!"
Ace roared until his voice was hoarse.
The body moves faster than the brain.
He turned around abruptly and shoved Sabo away.
He stood in front of it himself.
With his hands clasped together in front of his chest, he pushed the power of the Flame-Flame Fruit to its limit, unleashing the most intense flames.
Great Flame Ring - Fire Wall!
He wanted to use this wall of fire to block it.
But he knew in his heart that it was a coordinated attack by the five Elders.
That kind of power, let alone the two of them, even if one of the Four Emperors took it head-on, he would be badly injured.
far away.
The moment the dragon saw the Five Elders turn around, his heart felt like it was being squeezed by a hand.
"Sabo! Ace!"
He let out a piercing roar, the muscles in his legs tensed instantly, and a crater exploded in the ground.
He wanted to rush over.
But the backlash from the dissipating hurricane, coupled with the excruciating pain in his left arm, slowed his body down a beat.
His thoughts drifted away.
He stepped out.
But his body couldn't keep up.
late.
Five attacks arrived simultaneously.
The wall of fire that Ace had created with all his might made a soft "hiss" sound when it came into contact with Satan's poisonous mist.
The flames that can melt steel are like paper in the face of the poisonous fog.
The firewall broke.
The black mist passed through the remnants of the flames and continued forward.
"Don't even think about succeeding!"
Sabo stepped out from behind Ace.
He didn't retreat; Armament Haki covered his hands, and he joined his two fingers together to form a dragon claw.
"Dragon Claw Fist - Dragon's Breath!"
He threw a powerful punch, barely managing to block the first wave of energy from the impact of the Sacred Charge of Vocuri.
But the force was so great that even the aftershocks made the bones in his entire arm crack.
His knuckles were white, and he had lost feeling in his right arm.
Then, Mazsan's sonic waves crashed down from the sky.
boom!
The sound waves didn't hit them.
Instead, it blasted open the ground beneath their feet.
The ground was covered in cracks, and then it collapsed.
Ace and Sabo both lost their balance and fell.
The real killing blow came mid-air as they fell.
Nasu Shouro, with his bone hooves wrapped in black lightning, attacked from the left, heading straight for Ace's head.
Peter Saint, with his gaping maw of sharp teeth, burst out from the ruins on the right, ready to swallow Sabo whole.
There is no escape.
There is no way to avoid it.
This is a dead end.
At the very moment when the hoof and fangs were about to touch.
Ace gave a wry smile.
He thought he was going to die here today.
Unexpectedly, fate has once again brought us back to the same destination.
Beside him, Sabo clenched his numb fist tightly.
There was no fear in his eyes, only anger and resentment.
He had just regained his memory and his freedom.
He had just reunited with his brother whom he thought was dead, and hadn't even had a proper drink with him yet.
How could this be...
How could you die here!
But faced with absolute power, all our resentment and unwillingness seem so pale.
The two of them closed their eyes at the same time.
Waiting to die.