nyslfriends Chapter 186: Let me do it!
Chapter 186: Let me do it!
The battlefield fell silent once again.
This silence is more frightening than the clamor of battle.
A dozen or so figures stood there, all future big shots at sea.
Just a moment ago, they were full of confidence, thinking they had the battle completely under control.
Now, they all stared at the other side with grim expressions.
The Five Elders and the Knights of God, who had just been utterly crushed by the crowd, were now standing unharmed in their original positions.
Their wounds had completely healed, and their tattered clothes had been restored to their original state.
There wasn't a trace of the damage caused by that devastating crushing attack.
No.
This is worse than it never happened.
That brief period of suppression seemed like a joke.
"What a joke..." Shiki the Golden Lion scratched his blond hair in frustration, his voice hoarse. "What the hell are these bastards?!"
Garp's fists clenched so tightly they cracked. He didn't say a word, but the Armament Haki that was once again wrapped around his iron fists and almost materialized revealed the turbulent emotions within him.
This is beyond their entire understanding of "Devil Fruits" and "restorative abilities".
This is not restoration, not regeneration.
This is immortality.
In deathly silence.
A hoarse, cynical voice rang out from behind them.
"it's useless."
The sound wasn't loud.
But each word, spoken one by one, drew everyone's attention to the source of the sound.
Whitebeard.
Roger.
Karp.
Everyone turned around suddenly at the same second.
Two people walked towards the end of the line of sight.
One in front of the other.
Behind them is the mysterious white mask, Chen Ye, who is hiding his identity.
He took half a step forward, and a man staggered, his breathing just returning to normal—Lox D. Gibbek.
He regained consciousness.
Lox's face was deathly pale; the purification had clearly tormented him greatly.
But in his eyes, there was not a trace of weakness, only a coldness that saw through everything.
His gaze swept over everyone, finally settling fixedly on Saint Satan in the distance.
His gaze was fixed on the body possessed by Im.
"Lox..." the white-bearded man said in a low voice, looking into his eyes which had regained their clarity, "You're awake."
Rocks didn't look at him.
Now, in Lox's eyes, there was only that one true enemy.
He raised his slightly trembling finger and pointed it at Im in the distance, a mocking and bitter smile curving his lips.
"The reason we were able to use Conqueror's Haki to subdue those guys before was because that thing hadn't descended upon this place."
His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Now,"
Lockston paused, each word squeezed out through clenched teeth.
"He personally descended upon this battlefield."
"Your Conqueror's Haki is worthless in the face of his power."
boom!!!
These words exploded in everyone's ears.
A thunderclap.
A basin of ice water.
From head to toe, it extinguished the last shred of hope in their hearts.
Worthless!
These four words are a mockery of them.
They are men who will hone their Conqueror's Haki to the pinnacle of the world.
This is their strongest proof.
It turned out to be the case.
That strange power that constantly weakens and even dissolves the Five Elders' Conqueror's Haki will as they regenerate is not the Five Elders' own ability, but rather a power suppression from a higher dimension!
They were not fighting against the Five Elders at all.
Rather, it is the god who established the "rules" of this world!
"What the hell are we going to do?!"
Shiki the Golden Lion grabbed his golden hair in frustration and let out a low growl.
"Ultimately, all we need to do is take that guy down, right?!"
His response was a bitter laugh from Lox.
The laughter was filled with helplessness.
Gone was the arrogance and unruliness of the past; only a deep-seated despair remained.
A despair that even he himself was unfamiliar with.
He shook his head.
"How do we take him down?"
Locke's voice was hoarse as he stated an irrefutable truth.
"Just minutes ago, Roger, Garp, and I combined our attacks to wipe an island off the map completely..."
His gaze swept over Roger and Garp, who were also silent, and his voice grew increasingly bitter.
"...But what was the result? It didn't even take a second for His body to be fully restored."
An undeniable fact.
The cruelest and most despairing truth.
Even a guy of Rocks D. Giebeck's strength, this man known as the Madman, admitted his own powerlessness.
Despair is a contagious plague.
It spread wildly in the hearts of these powerful people.
They are not afraid of death.
But they fear the indestructible "god".
I fear that feeling of powerlessness, where no matter how much I struggle or fight, it is all in vain.
This is more destructive to the will than any sword or blade.
Do they... really still have a chance of winning?
Just then, a calm, even indifferent voice rang out.
"I'll do it."
The sound wasn't loud.
But it was a sharp blade that instantly sliced through the gloom that shrouded everyone's heads.
Whitebeard, Shiki, Roger, Garp...
Everyone turned their heads sharply, their eyes fixed on the source of the sound.
It is Chenye.
"you?"
The white-bearded man blurted out, his voice full of doubt.
He admitted that the man was mysterious and powerful, and that his recovery methods were miraculous.
However, even power has its limits.
Even if he's strong, how much stronger can he be than Rocks?
Even Lockes, who had just been pulled back from the brink of hell by Chen Ye, turned around abruptly with strong doubts.
"brother..."
His voice was bitter and admonishing.
"I know you are very strong, and your recovery methods are even more miraculous and unheard of."
"but..."
Lox's gaze fell on Im in the distance, and that feeling of powerlessness welled up in his heart again.
"That guy over there... is a true monster! Even I'm currently helpless against him!"
These words express the sentiments of all legends.
They acknowledged that Chen Ye had disrupted the balance.
He possesses power that is beyond comprehension.
But that doesn't mean he can defeat this "god" that even they couldn't shake together.
That thing was beyond their comprehension.
There were questions, scrutiny, confusion, and advice.
All eyes converged on Chen Ye from all directions.
The owner of any of these gazes could make the sea tremble.
At this moment, those gazes pressed down heavily.
However, faced with all of this...
Faced with this collective questioning from what can be said to be all the maritime powers of this era.
Wearing a pure white mask, Chen Ye let out a soft laugh.
The laughter was full of disdain.
"Oh..."