indianbanksassociation Chapter 653: The Rain God's Dam Collapses!
Chapter 653: The Rain God's Dam Collapses!
Seeing that the God of Rain was about to self-destruct, Zoro tried to force himself to stand up.
But he couldn't stand up!
The vast world he had just experienced had exhausted all his strength. Now, even standing was extremely difficult for him.
Chopper's massive body stood behind them. Both waited silently, their eyes fixed on the monster ahead, waiting for it to collapse with a deafening roar.
However, the expected self-destruction did not occur.
The entire battlefield was deathly silent.
Even the blizzard stopped.
Mutation.
The scarlet vortex on the chest of the God of Rain trembled violently.
That is its core.
An out-of-control engine.
The vortex accelerated wildly, and dark red light surged wildly inside.
The rotational speed exceeded the limit.
A piercing screeching sound tore through the storm.
Thousands of hacksaws are cutting through the ice.
The air was sucked into a chaotic vortex, and ice shards were swept in and instantly turned to powder.
"Buzz—"
The low-frequency roar transformed into a heavy hammer.
It struck their hearts.
The ice field is trembling.
The edge of the vortex finally gave way, and the black crystal burst open with fine cracks.
The cracks were like a bloodthirsty spider web, instantly covering his chest.
Dark red demonic energy shrieked and spewed out from the crack, each a blade of energy.
The entire vortex was blindingly bright.
A star that is about to collapse.
The core has reached a critical point.
With a deafening roar, the scarlet vortex exploded.
Red light waves spread.
The giants lost their support.
The more than 20-meter-tall body has lost its backbone.
A building whose steel bars have been removed.
It collapsed instantly.
A massive amount of viscous, pitch-black liquid poured out.
The Milky Way burst its banks.
The death of Qilin Gom Saint, ironically, unlocked their final shackles.
The black water contains residual corrosive properties.
An evil that instills despair.
The floodwaters from the breached dam flowed wildly across the ice field.
Every drop of black water is a poisonous snake.
They were given the final instruction.
Pure instructions.
Before it completely dissipates, destroy everything in front of you.
They dragged all living beings down to hell with them.
Large amounts of black water crashed onto the ice field.
A pungent, fishy stench erupted.
The rotting corpse was mixed with sulfur.
White, corrosive fumes billowed into the sky.
The ice surface emitted a mournful hissing sound.
Water vapor obscured the view.
The pitch-black water spread wildly, devouring and merging with each other.
faster and faster.
getting bigger.
Soon, the water flowed together into one stream.
A black water wave, over ten meters high, took shape.
A pitch-black, mobile city wall.
The black walls blocked out the sky and the sun.
The waves churned with viscous bubbles, each bursting to release deadly poison gas.
The blizzard was forcibly pushed aside.
The black curtain of water blocked the light.
it's dark.
The shadow of death once again looms over this devastated battlefield.
The Blackwater Tide is a mad beast.
It locked onto the target.
The wave crashed directly at the exhausted Zoro.
They also locked onto Chopper behind them.
A giant wave crashed in, and the air was compressed, creating a loud popping sound.
The waves swept across, destroying the ice surface.
The tens of meters thick layer of permafrost was instantly corroded.
The pitch-black water is like countless greedy blades.
Deep, bottomless ravines have been carved into the ice field.
The ice shards rose up and melted directly into white smoke.
The once smooth ice surface is now riddled with holes.
The pungent stench filled my nostrils, and my brain almost stopped working.
The oppressive feeling of the black water waves is like a mountain.
It pressed down on their shoulders.
The ambient temperature rises sharply due to the corrosion reaction.
The extremely cold blizzard was driven away.
Instead, there was scalding, deadly steam.
Zoro's vision was now completely black.
Fifty meters.
Forty meters.
Thirty meters.
The destructive pressure stung my skin.
The wind pressure from the surging waves ruffled his blood-stained short hair.
The footsteps of death are right beside me.
He wanted to stand up.
He gripped the hilt of the Yama Sword tightly with his right hand.
Use the knife to prop up your body.
But his legs were filled with mercury.
The muscle fibers are screaming in agony.
My knees are completely powerless.
That move, "Great Thousand Worlds," was too forced.
It drained him of his last bit of energy.
His Armament Haki was almost depleted.
The dark golden ghostly aura also subsided.
Meridians are like dried-up riverbeds.
The fingers gripping the knife convulsed uncontrollably, the nails digging into the palm, but there was no pain.
He didn't even have the strength to raise his knife to block.
Even heroes have their limits.
He was very clear about his own situation.
The wound on my right arm was still bleeding.
Blood flowed down the hilt of the knife into the snow.
He stared coldly at the black wall of water with his single eye.
Waves over ten meters high obscured the entire world.
He felt no fear, and his heartbeat was steady.
There's no turning back.
With my current physical condition, I can't dodge even half a step.
This strike.
I can't take any more.
He stopped struggling.
A look of helplessness flashed across his one eye.
But it's still a knife.
He gripped the knife handle tightly.
Even if you don't have the strength to wield your sword, you will never fall with your back to the enemy.
He straightened his back, ready to take the hit with his bare body.
A hair's breadth away.
A roar exploded behind Zoro.
It's Chopper.
This gentle reindeer now roars like an ancient behemoth.
He remains a gigantic figure, over twenty meters tall.
Its massive body was covered in charred scars.
The emerald green feathers were tattered and dripped with tissue fluid.
He did not back down.
He saw Zoro's exhaustion.
He saw the earth-shattering black water waves.
A ship's doctor's bottom line is the lives of his fellow crew members.
As long as he lives, the defense line cannot be breached.
Chopper raised his massive head.
The age rings on his forehead throbbed wildly.
The edges of the mark are dry and cracked.
This is the price of overdrawing one's vitality.
But Chopper didn't care.
He's going to explode.
Detonate the deepest power within the mark.
One light.
The last light within him.
The most dazzling emerald green.
Light burst forth from the tree rings, transforming into a beam of light several meters thick.
A beam of light shot into the sky, sweeping away everything in its path.
It pierced through the oppressive darkness of the black water.
It dispelled the pungent white smoke and toxic fumes.
It crashed headfirst into the low-pressure sky.
The entire dark red sky was completely illuminated.
The clouds were torn open, leaving a huge hole.
Pure vitality spread between heaven and earth.
Chopper begins to draw upon his life energy.
The last bit of forest power remaining in his body.
He squeezed out every last bit of life.
The dried-up meridians ache under the impact of energy.
Your body is giving you a warning.
He didn't stop.
He frantically channeled his violent life energy into his two thick forelegs.
Its hooves were enveloped in emerald green light.
The light from the hoof's center surged to a blinding intensity.
It was even more dazzling than the midday sun in midsummer.
Pure natural vitality transforms into substantial flames.
Emerald green flames burned on the forehooves, making a crackling sound.
The vitality was too overwhelming.
The corrosive black liquid that was binding Chopper's limbs encountered its natural enemy.
Before the demonic liquid could take effect, it was forced to retreat step by step.
Then, the black water vaporized and evaporated under the emerald light.
It transforms into harmless white water vapor.
Chopper's hooves broke free from their restraints.
His eyes were more determined than ever before.
His massive body leaned back, his hind leg muscles bulging.
All the power was concentrated in the raised hooves.
The black tide is approaching.
The foul-smelling wind tousled his charred hair.
Chopper stomped heavily on the ravaged ice surface.
"boom--!"
Loud noise.
The entire ice field trembled violently.
It is comparable to the highest level earthquake.
Zoro grabbed Enma, who was stuck in the ice, and only then did he regain his balance, his right arm veins bulging.
The cracks exploded wildly from the spot where Chopper stepped.
The large crack is a giant spider web.
The thick ice layer was wailing.
Large chunks of ice flew in all directions like cannonballs.
The earth is roaring.
An ancient, muffled echo came from deep underground.
Vast and profound, imbued with the scent of time.
Deep underground.
Something has woken up.
From the crack, emerald green light burst forth and shot into the sky.
This is the resonance between the power of the forest and the earth.
With a roar, an astonishing scene unfolded.
A giant phantom reindeer burst violently out of Chopper's body.
It is formed from pure, emerald-green life energy.
It's even bigger than the giant Chopper.
Its entire body shimmered with a dazzling emerald green light, without a single impurity.
The illusory antlers are the crown of a towering tree.
The antlers are covered with ancient runes.
The runes shimmered with the breath of nature.
It represents the oldest purification principle of the forest.
The phantom of the giant deer ran through the void on its four hooves.
As the hoof landed, a tender green sprout miraculously emerged from the ice surface, which was tainted by demonic energy.
The young buds stubbornly grow and stretch out in the cold wind.
A miracle of life.
This phantom carries the most primal vitality of the forest.
A powerful force of life.
It represents creation, and it also represents purification.
The phantom was silent, but its imposing presence overwhelmed all the lifelessness in the world.
A wave of black water, more than ten meters high, crashed down on us.
The giant wave was like the gaping maw of an abyss, crashing down.
The phantom of the giant deer did not back down.
It strode forward, its four hooves clashing head-on against the dark wall of death.
On one side is a giant deer formed from pure life.
A dazzling expanse of vibrant green, an endless source of hope.
On one side is a torrent of black water more than ten meters high.
A pungent, fishy stench; utter destruction.
Two completely opposite forces.
The most violent collision is about to take place.