novelraw Chapter 425: The Best Plan Now!
Chapter 425: The Best Plan Now!
Hundreds of meters deep underground.
A body lay in the rubble.
Fragmented.
The body of the Satan Saint, controlled by Im, has been demonized.
But now, it was severely injured in many places by Chen Ye's attack, and its proud self-healing ability could not help it recover in time.
Im is struggling.
Those crimson Rinnegan eyes are the only intact part of his body.
Flash in the darkness.
An unprecedented humiliation.
"That damned Chenye..."
"Damn it!"
Im's consciousness was roaring.
pain.
It hurts too much.
Im received the pain emanating from this body.
The most dangerous spot is the chest.
The spot where Chen Ye punched.
A noticeable indentation.
A mass of grayish-white energy was still wreaking havoc.
They looked like live maggots.
It continues to erode Im's immortality.
A piercing pain, stabbing straight into the soul.
This is very unfamiliar to a god who has sat on an empty throne for eight hundred years.
She has never experienced physical pain.
Pain itself is a form of humiliation.
The humiliation of being trampled underfoot by mortals.
"His strength is indeed difficult to deal with."
"Far exceeding my expectations."
Im's consciousness was forcibly cooled in pain.
When anger reaches its peak, it is absolute clarity.
She was making plans.
She was calculating her chances of winning within the body of Saint Satan.
The spiritual tentacles reached towards the injury.
The indentation on his chest has only recovered by less than 40%.
The chaotic energy left behind by Chen Ye was too tough.
It burrows into the gaps between bones.
For every bit of divine power that repairs, half of it is eroded away.
The wound from my left shoulder to my chest is still bleeding.
The cracks cleaved by the swords of light and darkness.
The blood is gray.
The flesh around the wound is grayish-white.
Necrosis.
"If it weren't for the limitations imposed on my physical body..."
Im was furious.
"If I could leave the Holy Land..."
"How could I let this despicable mortal drive me to this point!"
But there is no if in reality.
She must resolve the predicament she is facing.
My mind is racing.
The first option.
"The Knights of God".
Im's spiritual tentacles reached out towards the Holy Land.
There she had her most loyal guards.
The world government's last trump card.
The next second, she retracted her tentacles herself.
"no."
"It's not the right time yet."
"It's too risky to commit the entire Knights to Egerhard now."
"That's one of my trump cards."
"If the damage is too severe, I will also be severely injured."
The black ripples in the eyes of Samsara spun rapidly.
The second option.
"navy."
Im's consciousness swept across the battlefield above.
She could sense the ground even through layers of rock hundreds of meters away.
The navy is fighting a tough battle.
The lieutenant general was on the run.
The general, like a clay Bodhisattva, crossed the river.
Kizaru is paddling.
Fujitora hesitated.
Green Bull was suppressed.
As for those grunts?
They couldn't even withstand the aftershocks of the Five Elders' battle.
No matter how much more is added, it's still just sand used for filling in the sea.
"unreliable."
"They're all useless."
Im rejected the second option.
Satan Saint's body suddenly twitched.
The chaotic energy within the wound consumed a small portion of the divine power loop.
The excruciating pain momentarily halted Im's train of thought.
But in that instant, she grasped at a straw.
The only way.
The most efficient method.
Since we can't beat them.
Then let's integrate our forces.
A mental ripple burst forth from the eye of Samsara.
The black ripples deep within the pupils expanded rapidly.
Then it contracts sharply.
"There is only one way left now."
"I'm in control."
"Control all the Five Elders."
Once the thought took shape, it could no longer be suppressed.
Im began to deduce the results.
Five Five Elders.
These are all special mythical beast abilities that he personally bestowed upon them.
On its own, it's not that great.
But now, they are pawns.
Ineffective chess piece.
Whitebeard can fight Voltori to a standstill.
Shanks can suppress Maz Saint.
The dragon can entangle Nassulang Saint.
Zefa and Qingzhi kept causing trouble for Peter Saint.
They fight their own battles, a disorganized mess.
"If I were to control it myself..."
Im builds models in his mind.
Unify the command of the five people.
speed.
Fruit ability.
Domineering.
It all comes down to one will.
They are no longer five individuals.
Instead, it is a "composite" with five bodies.
Five abilities.
Five attack angles.
Seamless integration.
This kind of strangulation is not one plus one equals two.
It's a geometric improvement.
"One person cannot kill Chen Ye."
"But five people together..."
Im's Rinnegan lit up.
A murderous intent solidified.
"At least we can take down that traitor Vegapunk."
"Stop him from broadcasting it live to the whole world!"
"It will also keep Chen Ye's troublesome henchmen too busy to take care of themselves."
"If I can disrupt their formation, I'll have a chance to turn the tide."
It's settled.
Im mobilized the remaining divine power.
The black energy is like a swarm of snakes that have smelled blood.
They flowed from the meridians of Satan.
They frantically drilled into every crack.
Wrap each broken bone.
"Get moving!"
Im gave the order from the spiritual realm.
The broken ribs were forcibly pushed back into place by the black energy.
A thick, black liquid seeped from the bone surface.
The glue of divine power.
The cross-sections bonded instantly.
The collapsed facial bones were pushed back from the inside.
It makes a "creaking" sound.
The distorted face barely regained its shape.
The severed right arm rotated under the pull of dark energy.
"Click".
Joint reduction.
Although it still looks grotesque, at least it can move.
When the repair was about 60-70% complete, it got stuck.
The power left behind by Chen Ye.
The chaotic energy of that punch was like a nail.
It was embedded deep within the wound.
When the Black God tried to seal the wound, chaotic energy became active.
The perfectly formed tissue was instantly eroded.
The indentation on his chest has recovered by 60%.
The outline of the chest can be seen.
But there's still a deep pit in the middle.
Even a light press causes excruciating pain.
The sword wound on his left shoulder was more stubborn.
The gray blood was still seeping.
The necrotic area at the edge of the wound did not shrink; instead, it spread further.
Im gritted his teeth.
She controls the teeth of Satan Saint.
But the hatred was her own.
She abruptly stopped the recovery process.
We can't waste any more time.
If this drags on any longer, the battle situation above will collapse.
That's enough.
She said to herself.
"This level of recovery is enough."
"The remaining injuries..."
"Let's talk after we're out of the fight."
"The primary task is to control the other four."
"Then destroy the live stream."
A jet-black beam of light burst forth from the bottom of the pit.
Divine power erupted.
Satan Saint's broken body stood up again.
Enveloped in intense black divine power.
He suddenly exerted force with both legs.
The ground cracked.
The body is like a cannonball launched from underground.
With a whooshing sound, it soared straight into the sky.
The height of several hundred meters was reached in the blink of an eye.
Black light tore through the smoke and dust.
Disperse the magma.
Smash the gravel.
boom!
A dark figure burst out of the pit and soared into the sky.
The edge of the pit.
Roger reacted the fastest.
The moment the black light shot out, he moved.
He gripped the hilt of "Ace" in reverse with his right hand.
A golden, domineering aura danced across the blade.
The carefree, cheerful vibe is gone.
He was imbued with the aura of the Pirate King.
The pebbles underfoot were crushed into powder.
The person enters battle mode.
The instinct of wild animals when facing predators.
Rocks wasn't slow either.
The black mist around him surged.
Clenched fists.
The gravitational field of the Dark-Dark Fruit unfolded beneath his feet.
A ring of black ripples, swallowing up light, spread out.
He was ready to intercept at any time.
Their gazes were fixed on the soaring black light.
Combat instincts sounded the alarm.
however.
One person didn't move.
Chen Ye remained completely still.
He didn't even turn his head to look.
He just squinted.
His Observation Haki had already been unleashed.
It accurately tracked the flow of Im's aura.
It is a trajectory.
It is an intention.
It is cause and effect.
one second.
two seconds.
Chen Ye spoke.
The sound was very flat.
"Don't be nervous."
Roger stopped moving.
The knife, half-drawn, stopped in mid-air.
The black mist surrounding Locus also stopped.
The two of them looked at Chen Ye at the same time.
Chen Ye shifted his gaze away from directly in front of him.
It streaked past the black beam of light in the sky.
The beam of light traced a strange arc.
It did not come toward the three people at the edge of the pit.
They didn't even intend to attack them.
It turned in the air.
Heading straight for the western side of the battlefield.
That's the area where the other four of the Five Elders are.
There's a white beard there.
Shanks is there.
There is a dragon.
"That guy Im..."
Chen Ye's lips curled up.
He gave a cold laugh.
His voice was neither hurried nor slow.
"They chose not to confront us head-on."
"She has ulterior motives."
He paused.
The cold smile on his lips deepened.
"Too."
"After I beat you to a pulp, you still dare to come face to face with me?"
"That's the one who's really mentally unstable."
"She's not that stupid."
"She knows that fighting me now is suicide."
"So she's going to find someone easy to bully."
"Or perhaps he had other motives."
Roger blinked.
Slowly sheathed the sword.
"You mean...she ran away?"
"It's not running."
Chen Ye shook his head.
"They've changed their tactics."
"She needs to consolidate resources."
"Those five old geezers can't beat you all individually."
"But what if we put them together?"
Upon hearing this, Lockes frowned.
"Combined together?"
"What do you mean?"
Chen Ye did not explain.
He turned around and watched the dark light disappear into the distance.
His eyes were shining.
"You'll find out soon enough."
"That's a disgusting tactic."
"However, it was expected."
He clapped his hands.
Like dusting off.
"Alright."
"Now that she's made her move, it's time for us to act too."
"You two, get ready."
"There might be work to do later."
Roger and Rocks exchanged a glance.
Roger sheathed his sword.
Rocks dissipated the black mist from his fist.
But both of them remained tense.
They're used to it.
She was used to not questioning Chen Ye because she was by his side.
Only execute.
This tacit understanding was built up through countless life-and-death battles.
Chenye said there was work to do.
Then there must be a big job coming up.
Chen Ye strode forward.
The direction was also the west side of the battlefield.
But he walked very slowly.
Like taking a walk.
It's like waiting for a certain opportunity.
"Let's go."
"Go and see what this so-called 'god' is like."
"What other tricks can they come up with?"