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Chapter 93: Chibaku Tensei
Ten thousand meters in the sky.
The world in Golden Lion Shiki's eyes was collapsing.
Sound, light, air... everything was being distorted and devoured by the will that shot up from the reef.
His prized Conqueror's Haki, the king's disposition that had once made the seas tremble and armies part, was now like a speck of dust in a gale, laughably insignificant.
His will... was crushed.
Like ice melting in the hot sun, it evaporated completely, unable to even leave a trace of resistance.
"No... Impossible!"
A beast-like roar came from Shiki's throat, but the sound couldn't travel, completely imprisoned by the silent space of will.
He stared wide-eyed, the corners of his eyes nearly tearing as they filled with blood.
How is this possible!
How can there be such a gap!
He was the Golden Lion Shiki! The man who vied for the throne on the same sea as Gol D. Roger and Edward Newgate!
Even when facing the combined forces of Garp and Sengoku, he had never felt such complete... despair!
Faced with this pressure, he felt like an ant looking up at a planet about to crash into the earth. Even the thought of escaping was absurd.
"I... I am the Golden Lion!"
Shiki roared internally, his remaining will becoming final fuel, supporting him so he didn't pass out on the spot.
He tried with all his might to mobilize every ounce of power in his body to fight against the omnipresent pressure.
But it was like trying to hold up a collapsing sky with his bare hands. There was no other outcome than being crushed to pieces.
A drop of cold sweat slid down from Kizaru's temple.
Beside him, Dragon also had a grave expression.
They looked at each other tacitly, both seeing a trace of lingering fear, and a trace of... relief in each other's eyes.
Fortunately, they weren't the ones who went up to test him.
Fortunately, there was this madman, Shiki, a fool muddled by the times, who was willing to ram his head against this unfathomable iron plate.
"This kind of monster..." Kizaru muttered to himself, for the first time feeling that the evaluation of this man by the Fleet Admiral back in the Marine Headquarters office was far too conservative.
The Fleet Admiral is truly wise and brilliant.
High in the sky, Shiki realized he had already lost the contest of pure Conqueror's. Lost completely.
"If will is not enough..."
"Then I'll use these two swords to cut you, and your will, to pieces!!!"
Shiki's eyes were bloodshot. He gave up the meaningless resistance and poured all his strength into his legs—the two legendary named swords, Oto and Kogarashi!
Voom——!
Golden sword aura, mixed with pitch-black Armament Haki, condensed madly on the two swords!
This was his final dignity as a master swordsman!
"Shishi: Senjindani!!!"
He kicked off violently, his body tracing a bizarre arc in the air. His two swords crossed, unleashing two massive, sky-obscuring golden slashes!
The slashes weren't simple sword aura; they twisted and spiraled like two ferocious golden dragons, tearing apart everything in their path as they converged on Blake's position!
This was his famous ultimate technique, capable of easily slicing an island in two!
However, facing this devastating blow...
Blake didn't even change his posture.
But what strong willpower. As expected of a great pirate who once roamed the seas.
The brave man, when angered, draws his blade against the stronger; the coward, when angered, draws his blade against the weaker.
A trace of appreciation showed in Blake's eyes.
He simply took the right hand, which held the dark vortex in its palm, and gave it a casual push forward.
"Liberation."
Boom!
That small dark vortex, as if given a command, instantly expanded!
A massive pitch-black sphere, over a hundred meters in diameter, appeared out of thin air, enveloping everything in front of Blake.
Light, air, matter... everything that approached it was silently distorted, pulled, and devoured.
The two roaring, golden dragons of sword aura plunged headfirst into this darkness.
There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected.
No violent collision of sword aura and darkness.
The terrifying slashes, capable of splitting mountains and islands, were like stones dropped into the deep sea the moment they touched the dark sphere. They were utterly devoured, disappearing without a trace, failing to even create a ripple.
High in the sky, the fanaticism and greed on Golden Lion Shiki's face finally, completely, solidified. It was replaced by a terror that stemmed from the depths of his soul!
"This... This is..."
His lips trembled, each word seeming to be squeezed from between his teeth.
"The Dark-Dark Fruit has this kind of ability?!!"
As a legend who had contended with Roger and Whitebeard, how could he not know of this Logia fruit, reputed to be the "most evil in the history of Devil Fruits"!
But did the Dark-Dark Fruit have such a powerful ability!
He had seen the user of this fruit before, but the power they displayed was like the light of a firefly compared to the bright moon when compared to this brat!
Devouring sword aura?
What kind of joke was that!
His, Shiki's, slashes were the slashes of a sovereign, capable of splitting an island in two!
It can even devour this!
You might as well call it the Devour-Devour Fruit!
Eh!
Blake held up a finger, suddenly thinking of a move.
You know...
"You've really reminded me of something."
High in the sky, Golden Lion Shiki heard this, and the ominous premonition in his heart grew stronger.
Reminded him? Reminded him of what?
Before he could figure it out...
On the reef, Blake had slowly, clasped his palms together.
It was the simplest of actions.
Yet it made Garp, Kizaru, and Dragon, at the same time, feel their hair stand on end!
They sensed the terrifying energy, continuously compressing, between Blake's hands!
Their Observation Haki was screaming. If they weren't seeing it with their own eyes, they would have thought their precognitive abilities were out of control.
Right before the eyes of these three top-tier powerhouses...
Blake slowly pulled his clasped hands apart.
A fist-sized, pitch-black sphere, seemingly capable of devouring even light, floated quietly between his palms.
The black sphere didn't leak any energy, yet it emanated an indescribable gravity.
The surrounding air, light, and even space itself, were collapsing and warping toward that tiny black sphere.
As if it wasn't a sphere, but a... black hole, in the process of being born!
"You..."
Ten thousand meters in the sky, Golden Lion Shiki only had time to utter one terrified syllable.
Blake had already looked up, his gaze calmly falling on him.
"Sending you to the sky, to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the sun."
Before his voice faded, he flicked a finger.
Swoosh——!
That tiny black sphere, in a bizarre manner that seemed slow but ignored spatial distance, turned into a streak of light and instantly appeared ten thousand meters in the sky, directly above Golden Lion Shiki's floating island!
Then, Blake's voice, like a divine edict, echoed leisurely in this dead-silent world.
"Dark Release: Groping the Heavenly Heart (Chibaku Tensei)!"
OOM——!!!!!!
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