Chapter 595: Widvernil's Disgust!
Chapter 595: Widvernil's Disgust!
Meanwhile, through her substitute, Im stared intently at the ancient divine eagle in mid-air.
His gaze passed over the eagle's head and landed on the man.
Chen Ye stood with his hands in the pockets of his black trench coat, his posture ramrod straight, his expression indifferent. He didn't unleash any power. This condescending attitude pierced Im's nerves. Eight hundred years of rule. The world's only true god. She would never allow anyone to rise above her.
"impossible"
Im's Stand let out a sharp roar. Its voice had lost its former majesty and domineering presence. A hoarse, scratching sound, like fingernails scraping glass, pierced eardrums. The sound waves tore through the air. Visible ripples spread outwards.
"Vidvernir is an ancient overlord! How could it possibly bow down to mere humans?"
Ancient mythical beasts were proud, ferocious, and utterly subservient to anyone. Now, the divine eagle, representing light and storm, meekly serves as its mount. This is unacceptable to Im.
Im controlled her Stand to take a sudden step forward, shattering the stone slabs on the platform. She stretched out her hands, her fingers curling into claws, frantically scratching at the air in front of her. Dark Armament Haki and shadow magic mingled, tightly binding her fingertips.
"He is not worthy to be Widvernil's master."
The Stand of Im screamed hysterically. Its eyes were bloodshot. Its face was twisted like that of a demon from hell.
"Vidvernir can only submit to me! I am the king of the world! Only I am worthy to tame Vidvernir!"
She flailed her arms wildly. Black energy blades flew out from the cracks. Indiscriminate attacks came from all directions.
In the ruins, the members of the Knights of God struggled to their feet. A woman on the high platform, driven to madness, came into view. The invincible god, once omniscient and rational, was now a madwoman whose toys had been stolen. The shock of collapsing faith shattered their reason.
Shamrock's hand, gripping the longsword, trembled violently. He couldn't believe that the being they considered supreme was now displaying such ugly envy before a mere human.
A roar pierced the battlefield's howling winds. The piercing sound carried intense resentment, soaring straight into the sky and reaching Vydvernil's ears.
In mid-air, Widvernil clashed with his old rival Loki. Nemesis met, neither willing to yield. The sky seemed to split in two.
Im's jealous and frantic roar echoed through the air.
Widvernil emitted a low, extremely displeased groan.
Randomly, Vidvernir abandoned his confrontation with his nemesis. His mountain-like body suddenly spun in mid-air.
A fierce wind howled with each movement. A terrifying hurricane swept across the battlefield. The massive head lowered. Its amber eagle eyes transformed into two icy suns, locking onto Im's Stand on the high platform below.
Chen Ye stood atop the eagle's head. He didn't even lift his eyelids. His hands remained in his pockets, unchanged.
The eagle's anger emanated from its feathers beneath him. He didn't stop it. He didn't give any orders. He watched patiently, awaiting Vidvernir's reaction!
In Vidvernir's perception, everything possesses a unique aura. Life is vibrant. Death is silent. Lightning rages. Flames burn fiercely. His nemesis, Nighold, represents darkness and destruction. Darkness and destruction are also part of the world's rules. To follow the laws of nature.
However, the woman's aura disgusted it.
This woman exuded an extremely twisted stench. She stole the world's very essence. She forcibly altered the laws of nature. A venomous insect parasitizing the world. Greedily consuming nutrients that did not belong to her. This stench made Widvernir nauseous.
These insects that stole the source dared to spout such nonsense. They dared to try and seize control of the skies. They even dared to dream of becoming its masters. Vidvernir felt utterly desecrated.
Dark green feathers stood erect, their edges shimmering with a blinding golden light. A violent killing intent erupted from them. Materialized wind pressure slammed heavily onto the ground, causing widespread cracking in the Elbaf permafrost. The cracks reached depths of tens of meters.
Widvernier decided to lower the trial.
The enormous eagle's beak suddenly opened. A fierce wind arose on the battlefield. All the light elements were summoned, converging madly towards the eagle's beak like rivers flowing into the sea.
The sky darkened.
Where in the air are all the powerful light elements concentrated?
Within a second, a devastating solar attack compressed and shaped within the eagle's beak. It contained the energy to destroy an island. The highly compressed energy manifested as a pure white-gold color.
The surrounding space was distorted and scorched by the terrifying heat. The air emitted bursts of unbearable crackling. Rings of black vacuum appeared around the sphere of light.
Everyone on the battlefield below must face this terrifying, all-destroying energy.
Kizaru stopped his rapid retreat. He adjusted his brown sunglasses, staring at the white-gold sphere of light in the sky. Fear crept into his eyes. As a user of the Glint-Glint Fruit, he could clearly sense the density of light elements. That had already surpassed the limits of Logia-type Devil Fruits, reaching a terrifying level.
Whitebeard gripped the hilt of the Murakumogiri sword tightly with both hands. His Observation Haki was pushed to its limit. The Observation Haki was completely incinerated the moment it touched the ball of light. The Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power enveloped his entire body. A white tremor shield formed.
Rocks stood beside the white-bearded man, his facial muscles twitching wildly. His pride and joy lay in his dark power.
How insignificant we are in the face of such a guy.
Vidvernir directly spewed out the light of the polar day.
"boom"
With overwhelming force, it shot straight down at Im's Stand below.
The moment the beam of light erupted, Im, controlling his Stand, felt his hair stand on end.
"So strong"
The instinct for survival instantly caused Im to mobilize all the dark power within his body.
Shadow Barrier
Within half a second, Im's Stand stacked seven thick black shields in succession.
The Judgment of the Polar Day arrived. A golden beam of light struck the first black shield. There was no earth-shattering explosion. There was no stalemate. The beam of light made contact with the shield the instant it touched the shield.
"laugh"
A piercing melting sound rang out. The first black shield vanished instantly.
Then came the second. The third. The fourth.
The golden beam of light surged forward with unstoppable force, piercing through the seven layers of black shields without any resistance. The source of darkness crumbled instantly under the light, turning into nothingness. Im's proud absolute defense was as fragile as paper.
The beam of light shattered the last shield, striking Im's Stand with pinpoint accuracy.
"ah"
A heart-wrenching scream echoed across the battlefield of Elbaf. Pain, despair, and disbelief intertwined.
The golden beam of light instantly engulfed Im's Stand's body. The terrifying heat destroyed all life within a fraction of a second.
"Boom!"
The remaining force of the beam of light slammed into the high platform. The massive explosion generated countless plumes of smoke and dust, which swept in all directions.
The battlefield fell into a deathly silence. Everyone stared intently at the ruins created by the beam of light.
The smoke and dust cleared.
The towering platform vanished completely, leaving behind a massive crater over 100 meters in diameter, its depths unfathomable.
In the center of the crater, scattered among the rocks were a dozen or so charred pieces of flesh. These were the mangled remains of Im's Stand.
Sold out instantly.
A decisive swift victory.
The highest power in the world. Self-proclaimed sole god. A proud double. A casual strike from an ancient divine eagle. Not even a complete corpse was left.
The members of the Knights of God's legs went weak. They collapsed to the ground in unison. They couldn't believe their master had been killed in an instant.
The three admirals exchanged bewildered glances. Trembling filled their eyes. The level of the war had surpassed their imagination.
Lox gasped for breath, watching the ancient eagle fold its wings in mid-air, its gaze sweeping over the crater. Suddenly, he burst into maniacal laughter.
"Hahaha! Well done! Beautifully done!"
Lox pointed to the pile of minced meat. His voice was filled with glee.
"What kind of bullshit world king is he! He's nothing but a fart in the face of true power!"
Whitebeard looked at Chenye on the eagle's head.
All I could see was pride!
After all, Chen Ye is his son!
Chen Ye remained with his hands in his pockets, unchanged. Everything that had just happened was merely a matter of casually brushing away dust.
In mid-air, Vidvernir let out a contemptuous snort. The nauseating stench was completely eradicated. It turned its head, its gaze returning to the black dragon Loki ahead.
But Im won't be taken down so easily, even if he's just a stand-in!
Charred remains at the bottom of the impact crater.
The minced flesh writhed violently at the bottom of the pit. Living worms dragged along charred, bloody threads, slowly converging towards the center.
Im's healing ability allowed his Stand to revive again.
Chen Ye stood atop the eagle's head, watching the writhing, mangled flesh below. As expected.
Vidvernir sensed the disturbance below. Enraged, he spread his wings, preparing to unleash another polar day's judgment, burning the gruesome remains to ashes.
Someone is faster than it.
Loki, the black dragon, had been circling in mid-air. A cunning glint flashed in his dark red vertical pupils. His massive body suddenly shuddered in the clouds.
A deafening roar erupted. Loki, the black dragon, folded his wings. His massive body transformed into black lightning, plunging straight down towards the crater below. His gaping maw opened wide. Deep within his throat, an extreme, destructive power, even more profound than the polar night, gathered frantically.
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