SWDnovel Chapter 392: The real battle has only just begun!
Chapter 392: The real battle has only just begun!
Meanwhile, on the future island of Egherd...
A brief silence fell over the battlefield.
Roger's sword "Ace" is wrapped in black and red lightning.
The blade was pointed directly at the dead dog on the ground.
Satan's neck.
This is the end.
Roger never joked in battle.
He's a battlefield demon.
"It's over, old spider."
The blade tore through the air, producing a deafening explosion.
The tip of the knife was only an inch away from the demon's skin.
At that very instant.
Satan suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes are no longer normal.
It turned into pure blackness.
Roger prepared to finish off Satan's slash.
It was stopped by some force.
Right in front of Satan's neck.
An invisible black force field firmly held the blade in place.
The black and red lightning clashed violently with the black force field.
Roger's wrist trembled violently, and his hand went numb.
Such powerful strength.
He used the momentum to flip backward, his body drawing an arc in the air before landing on a pile of rubble dozens of meters away.
"Oh? The aura has changed?"
Rocks was about to kick Vochuli Saint.
He withdrew his foot and returned to Roger's side.
The two stood side by side, their gazes fixed coldly ahead.
"Just a moment ago, he was like a dead dog that was about to give up."
Lox licked his lips, his eyes flashing red.
"Now, he's a mad dog that crawled out of hell."
On the battlefield.
The five elders fell to the ground.
They stood up stiffly and in perfect unison.
It's like being controlled by invisible threads.
Saint Satan. Saint Vocuri. Saint Maz. Saint Nassoulan. Saint Peter.
The five broken demon bodies exuded a terrifying sense of oppression.
Roger's severed spider leg.
Whitebeard's shattered bones.
Luffy's flattened pig's head.
Those wounds, though still wriggling and reviving.
Although he continues to recover using his immortality ability, just like before.
but!
This resilience is strange.
The five elders raised their heads.
Five pairs of dark eyes stared intently at Roger and his companions.
There was no anger or fear on his face.
Only coldness.
Indifference that regards all things as worthless.
The five people showed no expression on their faces.
"Let you have your laugh one last time."
Five sounds, one tone.
The pauses in their speech were exactly the same.
There were not five living creatures standing in front of me.
It was one will that split into five parts.
The sound wasn't loud.
But it resonated in everyone's soul.
Ancient, decaying, and cold.
All the navy and pirates felt a chill run down their spines.
The voice just fell.
Rumble!
The earth trembled violently.
Something is trying to emerge from deep within the earth's crust.
The entire foundation of Future Island groaned.
"What happened? Was it an earthquake?"
Franky leaned against the wall, his face filled with terror.
"This vibration is wrong! It's not the Tremor-Tremor Fruit!"
"Everyone, be careful! Back off!"
Monkey D. Dragon's expression changed drastically.
An extremely evil force.
A power that does not belong to this world.
It is erupting from the ground beneath the Five Elders.
Long Meng waved his hand.
The raging hurricane transformed into a wind wall, pushing the revolutionary soldiers to the rear.
The dragon's warning had just been issued.
The ground beneath the Five Elders' feet cracked.
The rocks were eroded and turned into black powder.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Five muffled thuds.
Five enormous magic circles appeared out of thin air.
Ancient and complex, radiating a purplish-black light.
The formation supported the bodies of the Five Elders.
Countless twisted lines and incomprehensible runes.
The runes were like living things, darting and screaming within the array.
The purplish-black light was not dazzling.
If you stare at it, your gaze will be drawn in.
"What is that?"
The Murakumogiri in Edward Newgate's white-bearded hand trembled.
He narrowed his eyes, his golden pupils filled with solemnity.
"This thing is more evil than a Devil Fruit. More domineering than Haki. It's a curse from the deepest part of the sea."
Glug glug.
The sound of boiling liquid is nauseating.
Thick black liquid gushed from the center of the magic circle.
Like oil.
The black liquid is alive and defies gravity.
They frantically climbed upwards along the legs of the Five Elders.
Where darkness passes.
Those horrific wounds healed instantly.
It's not just about healing.
It is evolution.
The severed leg of Satan Saint was covered in black mud.
A thicker, newer leg grew out.
Its legs are covered with obsidian armor, which is covered with barbs.
Spikes were wrapped in purplish-black smoke.
Volchuli's Holy Roar.
Two new fangs broke through the gums.
Longer, more curved, and flowing with acid.
Maz Saint's wings spread out.
The grayish-brown feathers were covered by black liquid, transforming into metallic black plumes.
Each feather is a dagger.
Nassuro Sei's bone horse, its pale white bones turned pitch black.
The ghostly light around his eyes changed from blue to red.
Four hooves trod through the void, leaving behind black frost.
Peter Saint's sandworm body swelled to twice its original size.
Three layers of ring-shaped sharp teeth grew from the gaping maw of the abyss.
A red light flickered deep in his throat.
"Ahhhhh!"
The Five Elders roared within the pillar of light.
The sound contained both pain and pleasure.
That was the roar of a beast evolving.
Their size is still expanding.
The original small hill has now become so large that it blocks out the sky.
Five beams of purplish-black light pierced the sky.
The sky was stained an ominous dark purple.
The clouds rolled in.
The thunder stopped.
Future Island was dragged into another dimension, where the light was dim and distorted.
The air was as heavy as molten iron.
With each breath, it felt like my lungs were filled with rusty, bloody sand.
Tingling.
The weak navy and pirates could no longer hold out.
They foamed at the mouth, rolled their eyes, and collapsed to the ground.
Body convulsions.
Even the vice admiral turned pale and broke out in a cold sweat.
He had to stick his weapon into the ground to barely keep from kneeling.
"Is this the true face of the world government's highest military force?"
Tea Pig gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and his knees trembling.
"This oppressive feeling...it's like a demon has descended!"
"Stop joking!"
Momousagi Gion, standing nearby, paled, and her famous sword, Kinpira, trembled.
"This isn't arrogance! It's pure malice! If I stay here another second, my reason will be swallowed up!"
At the eye of the storm, Roger and Rocks confronted the force head-on.
Five auras, a complete transformation.
Previously, it was an immortal monster.
Now it is "calamity" itself.
Roger's smile vanished.
He exhaled a breath of stale air and gripped "Ace" tightly with both hands.
The red captain's trench coat danced wildly in the air currents.
"Looks like that was just a warm-up."
Roger's voice was deep, but his fighting spirit burned brightly.
"The real trouble is just beginning."
The red light in Lox's eyes intensified.
He didn't rush forward.
He lowered his center of gravity, and the dark power around him grew stronger, forming a defense.
"Tch, looks like it's that bastard."
Lockes cursed under his breath.
"Aren't you afraid of overloading these dogs with so much energy?"
Hell is about to begin!