novelraw Chapter 596: Frozen!
Chapter 596: Frozen!
heaven.
A huge black shadow loomed down.
Loki, the black dragon, blocked out the setting sun. With a flap of his wings, a fierce wind swept through the area. His dark red, vertical pupils remained fixed in the pit, unblinking.
There was no fear in those eyes.
All there is is scheming.
The substitute is desperately rebuilding itself. All its strength is focused on physical regeneration. This is the moment when its defenses are at their weakest.
Loki won't let this go.
He was determined to snatch that head back from his old rival.
A muffled roar rolled from the dragon's throat. Its massive body rapidly contracted in mid-air. Its jet-black scales retracted, and its sky-covering wings melted away like snow under the blazing sun.
An aura of destruction collapsed and pressed inward.
The cracking sounds of bones dislocating rang out frequently.
In the blink of an eye, the outline of the ancient behemoth disappeared.
He transformed back into human form.
The prince of Elbaf. He wore a crown and a suit of rough black armor. His dark red cloak billowed in the wind, fluttering loudly.
Loki crashed down from several thousand meters in the air.
Like a black shooting star.
The speed of his descent increased dramatically. The air was torn apart by his body. Sonic booms pierced everyone's eardrums. Rings of white air surged and exploded around him.
His eyes were as cold as knives.
Place your hands in a mudra in front of your chest.
The extreme cold inside my body was burning.
"boom!"
Loki, in human form, landed steadily in the center of the ruins. The rock beneath his feet was crushed into dust. The physical impact sent lava flying. The earth howled, and the tremor spread across the crust in all directions.
A deep blue light shone in his eyes.
Not giving those wriggling bits of flesh a chance to breathe.
He pressed both hands down sharply.
Ten fingers were deeply embedded in the scorched earth.
The extreme cold and destructive power belonging to Nighogd exploded.
This force, without reservation, flowed into the earth through the palm of his hand.
Loki looked up.
A loud shout ripped open his throat.
"The Primordial World!"
His strongest crowd control move.
Representing the ultimate darkness and destruction.
A chilling blue current erupted from his hands, visible to the naked eye, sweeping across the entire ruins of the high platform in a fan shape.
The temperature changed in a second.
From the extreme heat of steel, it plunges into absolute zero.
The moisture in the air was completely sucked away. White frost spread outwards wildly. The rocks couldn't withstand it and shattered. Countless fragments of stone froze into ice, then crumbled into powder.
The writhing remains of Im were the first to be affected.
The scarlet fleshy buds remained in their grotesque, intertwined state. The dark green light flickered in and out of the air.
0.1 second.
They all froze to death.
The azure current disregarded any energy defenses. It locked the twisted dark energy within its ice. Time seemed to have been paused by Loki.
A dozen or so pieces of minced meat, along with those black silk threads, were transformed into an ice sculpture.
Its posture was distorted and so ferocious that it sent shivers down one's spine.
The ice layer is several meters thick and indestructible.
It stands at the bottom of the pit.
The life force of Im's Stand was completely wiped out by Absolute Zero.
Even the illogical self-healing was frozen into nothingness.
Mid-air.
Widvernier froze.
There were still lingering golden particles of light in its beak.
The prey that was targeted was stolen.
That damned old bastard delivered the finishing blow first.
The eagle's pride has been trampled.
Its majesty was offended by that black dragon.
A sharp eagle cry rang out.
It tears through the sky and soars straight into the clouds.
His voice was full of anger.
With a flap of its giant wings, the gale twisted and swirled in the sky. A blue tornado swooped down. Wind blades sliced through the air, emitting a piercing shriek. Deep white streaks were scraped across the ice on the ground.
The eagle lowered its noble head.
Amber-colored hawk eyes stared down at Loki.
That look seemed to be a warning: Get out of the way, don't get in my way.
The ancient rivalry between the two kings collided in the air.
Ice and wind swirled together, forming a visible energy vortex above the meteorite crater. The temperature of the entire battlefield was torn between extreme cold and gale-force winds.
Chenye stood atop the broad eagle's head.
His hands were in the pockets of his black trench coat.
The strong wind made his clothes flutter loudly, but it didn't budge him at all.
He glanced calmly at Loki, who was now completely frozen below.
His face was expressionless.
He had no interest in the two ancient mythical beasts vying for his attention.
The result is what matters.
Chen Ye lifted his right foot.
Then, it gently stomped its head on the eagle's head.
Just this once.
Yet it maintains absolute control.
A wisp of pure golden sun god flame flowed down his toes and into the eagle's head.
It was both a warning and a reassurance.
The light element exploded in the eagle's brain.
The agitated bird instantly quieted down.
Vidvernir folded the destructive storm from its wings. Awe flickered in its amber eyes. It obediently hovered in mid-air, no longer provoking Loki below. A low murmur escaped its throat, as if admitting its mistake.
The ancient mythical beasts eventually submitted to the power of the sun god.
The battlefield was deathly silent.
Only the ice sculpture at the bottom of the pit still exuded a chill. The faint sound of the ice contracting and cracking was frighteningly clear.
Chen Ye looked down from his high vantage point, sweeping his gaze across the entire ravaged battlefield.
The gaze was like a golden, materialized knife.
As the blade flashed, everyone unconsciously held their breath.
No one dared to speak.
Rocks Station stands beside the ruins.
His feet were still embedded in the rock.
My muscles were so tense they felt like they were about to snap.
This once-arrogant maritime overlord was now as quiet as a chicken.
Cold sweat streamed down my face, forming a stream.
He stared intently at Chen Ye in the sky, not daring to breathe.
Whitebeard pressed the cloud-cutting sword heavily against the ground.
Looking up at the sky, his eyes held a complex expression.
The unconcealed emotion in their eyes was both shock and pride.
The three admirals had already retreated more than a kilometer away.
The dark blue ice sculpture was reflected in Kizaru's brown sunglasses.
The lewd smile on the signboard is gone.
Green Bull's body was still trembling uncontrollably. His prized Forest Fruit was a joke in the face of such power.
Cha-tun gripped the short sword in reverse, his palms already soaked with cold sweat.
Naval justice? Formation?
No, I don't want it anymore.
The remnants of the Knights of God have completely collapsed.
The veins on the back of Garin Sei's hand, which was gripping the sword, throbbed.
His face was as white as paper, and his lips were trembling.
He knew.
The absolute authority of the world government, which has stood for eight hundred years, has shattered today.
That lofty, divine stand-in has been transformed into a lump of ice radiating coldness.
Chen Ye's gaze fell on the group of remnants.
A cold smile curved at the corner of his lips.
The radiance of the sun god rose slowly behind him, making his figure appear as if he were a true god.
But he had no interest in those ants below!
Because he could sense that the real Im was coming!