Chapter 431: The Eyes of Everyone!
Chapter 431: The Eyes of Everyone!
The white-bearded man leaned on a naginata.
Although he had injuries of varying degrees all over his body, none of it mattered to him!
He raised his head.
Locked in the white figure bouncing up and down in the sky.
I was completely shocked.
He had lived half his life, witnessed countless fruits awaken, and seen countless monsters from new worlds.
But he had never seen anything so outrageous.
A little kid whose heart was almost stopped suddenly "resurrected and leveled up".
That's outrageous!
"That brat, he's always so noisy whenever he appears."
Looking at the white figure laughing merrily in the sky, the white-bearded man felt as if the pain in his body had disappeared.
But what a remarkable brat!
Decades ago, that carefree bastard in the straw hat, Roger, was just like that.
"You little rascal, you're even better at causing trouble than we were back in the day."
He muttered to himself, straightening his body, which was slightly hunched from the intense pain.
His towering figure once again stood like a mountain in the center of the battlefield.
The deep, bone-revealing wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, but he seemed to feel no pain.
He raised his right hand.
Cong Yunqie slammed his fist heavily on the ground.
"clang!"
A ring of white vibrational ripples exploded outwards from him.
He declared that his white beard was still capable of fighting!
His eyes revealed undisguised admiration for Luffy and a burning desire to continue the fight.
On the other side of the battlefield.
Shanks lowered his sword and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his left hand.
Blood stained the back of his hand, but he didn't care.
His right hand gripped the "Griffin" tightly, his knuckles turning white.
He had just taken the full force of Mazsan's sonic attack, and his entire right arm was numb, with a sharp, needle-like pain deep in his muscles.
But the moment I saw the white figure in the sky...
The numbness in my right arm is gone.
Exhaustion, pain, and despair were all thrown to the winds.
The red-haired man's eyes were brimming with pride.
A gaze from an elder watching their junior finally emerge from their cocoon and become a butterfly.
His thoughts drifted back to more than a decade ago.
The pier in Windmill Village.
A little devil with a band-aid on his face.
The brat, crying and wanting to leave a punch in his left eye, vowed to become the Pirate King.
Wearing his straw hat, the little devil proclaims his dreams in the sunset.
Shanks' lips curled into a smile.
An extremely gentle smile appeared on his face, which was covered in dust and blood.
"Luffy, you've come back just in time."
The voice was soft, yet resolute.
As soon as he finished speaking, a suffocating aura erupted from his body.
The crimson Conqueror's Haki transformed into lightning, igniting wildly around him.
Crimson and black electric arcs crackled and tore through space.
The ground beneath my feet was cracked, with deep fissures spreading like a spider web.
The gravel was pulled by the force field and suspended in mid-air.
The gentleness in Shanks' eyes faded.
His murderous aura was so fierce that even the generals were terrified.
His fighting spirit was ignited the moment Luffy returned.
On the ruins in the center of the battlefield.
Monkey D. Dragon is a silent statue.
The dark green cloak was tattered, with the hem torn into strips that swirled wildly in the wind.
He had a deep, bone-revealing wound on his left arm, and dark red blood stained his sleeve.
The dragon's expression is always serious.
His brows were furrowed, as if he were carrying the weight of the entire world on his back.
Faced with the Five Elders' relentless pursuit, his shoulders remained taut like a fully drawn bow.
But when his gaze pierced through the fog and he saw the laughing white figure in the sky...
His tense shoulders had visibly relaxed a little.
A rare change appeared on that serious face, which seemed to be carved from rock.
A very faint smile, fleeting at the corner of his mouth.
It was so fast it felt like an illusion.
The dragon lowered its head.
He clenched his fists.
An invisible wind began to swirl around his fingertips.
The wind blew across the square tattoo on his face, completely obscuring the paternal pride in his eyes.
Ivankov dragged his massive body to the dragon's side.
His eyes widened, his jaw nearly dropped to the ground, and he was about to let out a series of exaggerated exclamations.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a fleeting glimpse of a smile on Long's lips.
Ivankov froze.
He knows dragons too well.
He had seen the dragon's anger, the dragon's sorrow, and the dragon's ruthless issuance of a kill order.
But he had never seen a dragon with that expression on the battlefield.
Ivankov swallowed hard.
The exaggerated expression vanished instantly.
He wisely shut his mouth, swallowing all his exclamations and questions.
He simply stood silently behind the dragon, gazing in awe at Luffy in the sky.
Luffy's laughter echoed across the battlefield.
The Straw Hat crew and their allies also recovered from their shock.
Zoro knelt on one knee beside the rubble.
Physical strength is severely depleted.
Wado Ichimonji, Sandai Kitetsu, and Enma—three swords—were driven into the ground, supporting his swaying body.
Blood from his forehead flowed into his eyes, turning his vision blood red.
He stubbornly looked up, staring intently at the white figure in the sky.
Zoro's lips twitched.
A smile, a mixture of blood and arrogance, bloomed on his face.
"Captain, we're finally here."
His voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping.
His tone, however, conveyed absolute trust and ease.
As long as that man is around, this battle is not over.
Ruins not far away.
Sanji leaned against the broken stone pillar.
His suit was tattered, and his blond hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat and ash.
With trembling hands, he pulled a badly bent cigarette from his pocket.
Light it with a famous match.
He took a deep breath, letting the pungent smoke roll in his lungs.
"That eraser idiot."
Sanji exhaled a puff of smoke and muttered a curse under his breath.
There was no blame in his voice, only the relief of having been relieved of a heavy burden.
His tense nerves relaxed, and a relieved smile appeared on his lips.
Jinbe stood on a giant rock.
Hai Xia clenched his fists.
His broad chest heaved violently.
His blue face flushed an unnatural red with excitement.
He didn't speak, but simply gazed silently at their captain with his powerful eyes.
Nami covered her mouth tightly with both hands.
His eyes were red-rimmed.
Large tears welled up in her eyes.
She looked at the pure white figure, her body trembling with excitement.
Usopp and Chopper have completely gone mad.
The two cowards clung tightly to each other.
They jumped and shouted on the dusty ruins.
"Luffy! Luffy is not dead!"
"Great! Waaaaah, Luffy's turned white! He looks so cool!"
Their cheers brought a glimmer of life to this lifeless battlefield.
However, on the other side of the battlefield, the atmosphere plummeted to freezing point.
The Five Elders, who were scattered by Luffy's powerful punches, are mysteriously recovering in the ruins.
The body of the sacred boar of Vocuri crawled out of the ravine.
The dent on his head, caused by the impact, was steaming.
Accompanied by a tooth-grinding sound of bones grinding together, the dented skull is forcibly recovering.
Mazsan's strange bird frantically flapped its tattered wings in the open space.
One wing was completely broken off, and feathers were scattered all over the ground.
He managed to steady his massive body by using his other wing to support himself on the ground.
The broken bones cracked and popped as the muscles writhed, forcibly piecing them back together.
Nasujiro Sei's skeletal horse form is the most tragic.
His chest cavity was completely crushed.
Broken ribs were scattered all over the ground.
At this moment, the shattered bones seemed to come alive, drawn back into his body by the black divine power, fitting together perfectly to reconstruct the dead warhorse.
Peter Saint's giant earthworm is writhing painfully out of the crack in the ground.
The body, smashed into a "U" shape, slowly straightened out under the friction of mud and gravel.
From its large mouth, filled with sharp teeth, it continuously spewed out foul-smelling mud.
Satan Saint's mangled spider body also crawled out of the deep pit.
Several severed legs rapidly regenerated under the influence of black energy.
Five enormous and terrifying bodies rose again from the ruins.
The air temperature dropped sharply.
A colder, purer aura of evil than before instantly enveloped the entire battlefield like a black curtain.
Ten scarlet Rinnegan eyes slowly rose at the same time and with exactly the same frequency.
These ten eyes no longer held the individual emotions of the Five Elders.
There was no anger, no pain, no astonishment.
Absolutely cold.
Pure killing intent.
That is Im's will.
Ten scarlet gazes intertwined in the air, forming an invisible web of death.
They simultaneously locked onto the white figure in the sky that was bouncing and emitting joyful laughter.
Look closely.
Within the ten scarlet Rinnegan pupils, black ripples were spinning wildly.
That speed was ten times, a hundred times faster than when facing Chen Ye, Roger, and Rocks.
The rotation of the black ripples went completely out of control, transforming into countless bottomless miniature vortices.
This is a long-standing feud spanning eight hundred years.
This is fear and hatred etched deep in the soul.
This is Im's complete loss of control and madness when he saw the tangible existence of the name "Joyboy".
Luffy, who was in the sky, noticed the strange thing below.
He stopped bouncing.
He lowered his head, his pure white eyes meeting the ten wildly spinning crimson Rinnegan.
Luffy's smile didn't disappear.
Instead, it widened even more.
He raised his right hand and clenched his pure white fist.
Black and red Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki lightning flashed wildly at his fingertips in an instant.
A true battle to the death.
This is just the beginning.
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