dmims Chapter 452: The Faces of All Beings Under the Strongest Conqueror's Haki!
Chapter 452: The Faces of All Beings Under the Strongest Conqueror's Haki!
A red, overwhelming aura slowly enveloped the entire Future Island and its surrounding area.
The domineering aura in the air shocked everyone who sensed it.
On the distant sea.
The steel hulls of dozens of naval warships screamed in agony.
The marines on deck didn't even manage to shout.
He rolled his eyes.
The person collapsed.
Hundreds and thousands of marines fell on the deck like wheat.
The gun in his hand was smashed on the ground.
Ding ding ding.
The massive fleet fell silent instantly.
It's not just people who can't handle it.
The electric serpent in the communications room emitted a piercing scream.
These little creatures, unafraid of artillery fire, have gone mad with fear.
They desperately tried to shrink into their shells, their antennae trembling like leaves.
No matter how much the communications soldier smashed the object before he passed out, it was no use.
They went on strike.
The fear deep within their souls made them resist that force.
The scene in the sky was even more exaggerated.
The dark clouds over Egherd were forcibly torn apart.
Which darkness symbolizes Im's immense power?
The dark energy network instantly evaporated upon contact with Joy Boy's domineering aura.
The most terrifying aspect of this force is its ability to distinguish friend from foe, to precisely strike the enemy, and to avoid harming its own people.
Roger stood on the ruins, completely stunned.
His arrogant eyes trembled so violently they seemed about to shatter.
He witnessed firsthand the immense power of that red Conqueror's Haki.
He opened his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his chest heaved violently.
He couldn't utter a single word.
Heavy breathing echoed in the wind.
He felt the powerful Conqueror's Haki and was deeply shocked. Was this the power of the first pirate from eight hundred years ago?
After a moment of deathly silence, Roger suddenly looked up.
He looked at the crack in the sky and burst into a heart-wrenching laugh.
Laughter drowned out the wind.
It was ecstasy, it was excitement.
His eyes reddened, and tears glistened in the golden light.
He did nothing wrong.
He was right to pursue the Pirate King his whole life.
This powerful aura of dominance is the best proof.
Lao Tzu's lifelong goal was indeed correct.
Compared to Roger
Rocks, on the other hand, is not having an easy time.
Although this Conqueror's Haki didn't harm him, he didn't know why!
This overwhelming aura of domineering power made him very uncomfortable, and he even disliked himself a little!
Moreover, the dark and domineering aura emanating from him was as fragile as paper in the face of the red light.
Evaporation, dispersal.
He was stunned.
Then came the feeling of powerlessness.
His ambitions seem laughably small in the face of this will that spans eight hundred years.
Rocks' legs felt heavy, but he managed to stay upright and not kneel down.
A hoarse, maniacal laugh escaped his throat.
Thief! Hahahaha!
The laughter was full of jealousy and resentment.
He stared intently at the center of the red Conqueror's Haki, his gaze complex.
He admitted it.
Perhaps his ancestors were not as good as Joy Boy.
He may never acquire such power in his entire life.
Because the core of this power is called freedom.
He mocked this force, yet a sense of admiration arose in his heart.
On the edge of the storm, Chen Ye stood ramrod straight, hands in his pockets.
A layer of dark, chaotic power enveloped him, isolating him from all domineering aura.
The wind whipped his clothes, but he remained motionless.
He acted like an outsider.
Chen Ye narrowed his eyes.
The Observation Haki stretched out like countless tentacles, sensing the immense power of this force.
A moment later, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Clean.
purely.
There are absolutely no impurities.
Only protection.
He murmured softly, his voice filled with praise.
This time, Im really bit the hand that feeds him.
At the eye of the storm lies the Five Elders' hell.
The boar-like body of the Holy Worchul convulsed in the golden light.
The four legs couldn't hold up anymore.
The kneecap snapped.
I knelt down.
He tried to struggle, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Mazsan's strange bird fared even worse.
Its wings were broken, drooping limply.
The bones are groaning.
His prized feathers, covered in blood and flesh, were forcibly stripped off.
Black feathers and blood fell from the sky.
The strange bird let out a mournful cry and tried to run away.
But the surrounding air felt like iron, pinning him to the spot.
Peter Saint's giant earthworms were rolling around on the ground like crazy.
He tried to burrow into the ground, but the golden light pierced straight through the surface.
His hard scales were covered with countless cracks.
Black, foul-smelling blood gushed out.
Every roll is a struggle.
Nassou Sei's situation was equally humiliating.
His skeletal horse immediately knelt down, its knees slamming into the ground.
His hand holding the knife was trembling so badly that the web between his thumb and forefinger was already split open.
The first generation of Kitetsu was released.
It slammed into the ground with a "clang".
The blade made a buzzing sound.
Even this demonic sword is afraid.
Nasujiro bowed his head; the swordsman's dignity was shattered.
Satan is on the verge of collapse.
Five more legs were broken off from his mangled spider body.
The venom spurting from the broken wound was instantly purified by the golden light.
The wound on his chest, left by Chen Ye, was swelling violently.
It looks like something is about to explode.
He screamed in agony.
He could feel the divine power belonging to Im within his body being peeled away layer by layer.
Resilience is useless now.
Satan Saint's Rinnegan flickered wildly, its veins bloodshot.
A distorted mental fluctuation emanated from it.
It's Im's voice.
This god, who had ruled the world for eight hundred years, lost his composure.
From Satan Saint's throat came Im's out-of-control roar.
Rage, fear, apprehension.
The nightmare of eight hundred years has come true, and Im's sanity is being burned away.
On the outskirts of the battlefield, Ace and Sabo gritted their teeth and held on.
The aftershocks of the red Conqueror's Haki storm pounded on them like heavy hammers.
Although this force did not harm them, the pressure it put on them was very real!
Ace's entire body was trembling with fire, but it just wouldn't go out.
Sabo's dragon claws crushed the rocks until they bled, and veins bulged on his forehead.
The two stood side by side, neither taking a step back.
He's getting closer to Luffy, step by step!
There, amidst the wreckage of an ancient robot, your consciousness is slowly fading away.
But Luffy was gently protected by that power.
Ace's eyes were filled with anxiety, yet also with unwavering determination.
Sabo is the same.
They all felt that power protecting Luffy.
Their younger brother.