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Chapter 399: Indiscriminate Black Transformation Magic Array!
On the battlefield of Future Island!
Im.
She hovered at the highest point of the battlefield.
The spiraling longsword in his hand was pointed directly at the two people!
Roger and Rocks stood on the left and right, respectively.
The two men stared intently at the figure above them.
The exchange just now was merely a warm-up.
Roger's "Ace" was wrapped in Conqueror's Haki, with each strike imbued with the highest level of Conqueror's Haki.
Rocks' dark swordsmanship will drag Im into the abyss.
But it didn't work.
These things are nothing to Im.
He easily blocked the attacks of the two men.
"A trivial skill."
"A mere trick? Then come down here, and I'll have some fun with you!"
Lox's laughter was chilling, and a surge of red light appeared in his eyes.
"A rat in the gutter, wearing a layer of skin and thinking it's a god? I haven't settled the score with you for what happened at God Valley back then!"
Im's gaze swept over Roger first, then landed on Rocks.
Finally, she looked down at the chaotic battlefield.
The Five Elders are still locked in a fierce battle with Luffy, Shanks, and Dragon Whitebeard.
The shouts of the navy, the roars of the pirates, and the deafening explosions.
"It's time to stop playing around."
Im's voice was flat.
The words were spoken very softly.
But it felt like an icicle piercing everyone's heart.
"Let me show you what true despair is."
Im opened his arms.
The spiraling longsword slipped from her hand and hovered above her head, spinning rapidly.
hum!
A strange frequency permeated the entire future island.
Everyone felt dizzy and their stomachs churned.
The earth began to tremble.
Something is breaking through the earth's crust.
"What is that...?"
A naval rear admiral pointed to the ground in horror.
On the scorched earth of the ruins, black halos appeared without warning.
It is no more than one meter in diameter.
The sheer number of them is enough to make one's scalp tingle.
Densely packed.
Thousands upon thousands.
It instantly covered the entire Egherd.
Indiscriminately, regardless of friend or foe.
Complete coverage.
Within each halo, nauseating ancient runes spun, emanating the stench of sulfur and decay.
"What the hell is this? A trap?"
A revolutionary soldier had just taken a step back.
I stepped onto a black halo.
Noisy!
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
A heart-wrenching scream tore through the clamor of the battlefield.
Everyone's attention was drawn to it.
The revolutionary soldier's body convulsed violently.
The skin visibly darkened, stained with ink.
The veins bulge out and turn purplish-black.
The nails fell off, and sharp, bony claws grew out.
The clear eyes were gone, leaving only scarlet pupils.
His mouth split open to his ears, and his fangs pierced his lips.
three seconds.
A person turned into a wild beast.
"Hey! What's wrong with you! Wake up!"
His comrades nearby panicked and rushed forward to help him up.
"roar!"
The demonized warrior suddenly turned around and swung his claws down.
puff!
Blood splattered.
His comrade's head was smashed on the spot.
The nightmare begins.
Screams echoed throughout the room.
"Help! My hands! My hands have turned black!"
"Don't come any closer! Lieutenant General! What's wrong with you!"
"Shoot! Shoot him now! He's not human!"
Panic erupted instantly.
The naval soldiers who stepped on the magic circle all met the same fate.
A naval vice admiral brandished a long sword and directed the battle.
A black halo suddenly appeared beneath his feet.
"What?!"
Before he could finish speaking, a black curse surged wildly up his leg.
"No! No! Ahhhhh!"
The lieutenant general knelt down on the ground, scratching his face in anguish.
My face was scratched raw, revealing a black stratum corneum underneath.
The cloak of justice behind him was ripped open.
The spine pierced the skin, growing a row of hideous bone spurs.
Loss of reason.
The next second, the demonized admiral swung his giant blade and cut a squad of marines around him in half.
"roar!"
He looked up to the sky and roared, devoid of any human emotion.
"Get out of the way! Everyone! Watch your step!"
The roar was as loud as thunder.
The dragon transformed into a raging hurricane, traversing the battlefield at breakneck speed.
The wind pressure sent countless revolutionary soldiers flying as they were about to step into the light circle.
The dragon's face was extremely grim.
In his perception, the breath of countless lives was being extinguished.
Countless cold, chaotic, and malicious monster auras took its place.
"Never get involved with those black circles!"
If you touch it, you'll turn into a monster that's neither human nor ghost!
The dragon's voice carried on the wind to every corner.
Too late.
The magic circles are too dense.
In the heat of battle, who can watch their step?
Chaos is spreading.
Comrades who were fighting side by side just moments ago have turned into deadly demons in the blink of an eye.
A young naval soldier trembled as he raised his gun and aimed it at the monster in front of him.
The monster was wearing the same uniform as him.
She still wore the amulet he had given her around her neck.
He is his older brother.
"Brother, is that you?"
The young soldier was in tears, his finger on the trigger, but he couldn't press it.
"roar!"
The mutated monster pounced and bit off the younger brother's neck.
Fresh blood gushed out.
The monster chewed on flesh and blood, its eyes filled only with bloodlust.
Not far away.
Shanks unleashed a sword strike.
Griffin, radiating a crimson aura of dominance, instantly beheaded the three demonic soldiers who lunged at him.
The head rolled off.
Shanks recognized one of the faces.
A teenage naval recruit, his still-childish face frozen in a ferocious expression.
Shanks' hand holding the sword was trembling.
Anger surged to his head.
He suddenly looked up, staring intently at Im in the sky.
"Is this what you call 'God'?"
Shanks gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.
"What kind of justice is this, not even sparing its own soldiers! What kind of rule is this!"
"This is the work of a demon!"
The Conqueror's Haki erupted out of control, shattering several surrounding magic arrays.
But more magic circles are still being generated.
above the sky.
Im looked down at the hell below.
His eyes were calm as still water.
It's like watching a farce.
"It's so noisy."
She spoke softly.
"It's just clearing some weeds."
"Whether it's the navy, pirates, or the revolutionary army."
"In God's eyes, they are all the same."
"They are all sacrificial offerings."
Im gently hooked his finger.
The magic circle on the ground shone brightly.
The corrupted monsters received orders to frantically attack any living thing around them that still retained a human form.
Whether they are comrades-in-arms or enemies.
Anyone who is alive is prey.
The battlefield became a true hell.
The roars of wild beasts, the tearing of flesh and bone, the cries of despair.
"You bastard!"
A roar came from the center of the battlefield.
Rocks D. Gibbek, his body shrouded in darkness, shattered the space in front of him with a single punch.
He stared at the familiar scene, his eyes blazing with fury.
"That trick again! That trick again!"
Valley of the Gods.
It's the same black magic circle, and the same indiscriminate demonization.
His people, the Davids, were turned into monsters, and he killed them with his own hands.
"Im! You cowardly rat who only knows how to hide in the shadows!"
Rox roared and transformed into a black streak of light, shooting into the sky.
"Infinite Hell!"
A massive dark gravitational field erupted in the air, threatening to tear Im down.
Im gave him a cold glance.
The spiraling longsword above his head split into countless sword shadows.
shhhhhh!
A rain of swords fell.
Rocks could only retreat to defend and was forced back to the ground.
Roger stood not far away, the "Ace" in his hand chiming.
He didn't speak.
But the murderous aura emanating from him was so intense that it became tangible.
Trampling on life.
They don't treat people like human beings.
He hated this kind of arrogance the most.
"Big guy."
Roger spoke in a low voice, looking at the white-bearded man.
Edward Newgate, the Whitebeard, sent a demonized giant general flying with a single punch.
Lieutenant General Lonzi.
It has now transformed into a giant ghoul with fangs.
A flicker of reluctance crossed the white-bearded man's eyes, which quickly turned into resolute determination.
The power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit erupted.
Click!
Atmospheric fragmentation.
The demonic giant's body was shattered, and it was freed.
The white-bearded man, panting heavily, looked at Roger and nodded.
No need to say anything.
The tacit understanding of the old days was enough.
The nightmare won't stop until that guy in the sky is taken down.
"Men! Hide behind your father!"
Whitebeard roared, and Murakumo-giri slammed his fist on the ground.
A massive shockwave spread out, forcefully shattering the surrounding magic array and clearing out a safe zone.
Punk Record Control Room.
Vegapunk was trembling as he watched the scene on the screen.
His hands gripped the edge of the control panel tightly, his knuckles turning white.
"Too...too cruel..."
Vegapunk's voice was broadcast around the world.
Everyone, did you see that?
This is the true face of the world government!
This is how a self-proclaimed "god" is ruled!