darknovel Chapter 195: Swords Unleashed, Public Execution!
Chapter 195: Swords Unleashed, Public Execution!
After barely managing to withstand Chenye's attack, the body of Satan Saint, possessed by Im, swayed violently.
The illusory figure, which had just solidified considerably, was now flickering between light and shadow, and could extinguish at any moment.
Behind him, the Five Elders and Garin Saint's group wore expressions of relief at surviving a disaster.
Their expensive clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
But before the shadow of death had faded from their heads, a voice came from the sky.
The voice was flat, seemingly carrying a hint of appreciation, but mostly mockery.
"You managed to block it by forcibly increasing your own power? Not bad."
This casual remark caused everyone's expressions to tense up again.
The look of relief on his face vanished instantly.
The Five Elders and Garin suddenly looked up, the fear that had just faded from their pupils being swallowed up by an even stronger fear.
"So, what about this move?"
Chen Ye finished speaking.
In the sky, where the golden giant sword had just disappeared, a point of light reappeared.
Next is the second one.
The third.
The tenth one.
The hundredth.
In an instant, hundreds of golden giant swords filled the entire sky above the Valley of the Gods.
They were arranged neatly, sword tips pointing downwards, forming a deathly canopy of light and swords.
Each sword exudes a terrifying pressure capable of freezing the soul.
The five elders of Im, Garin, and everyone else's faces instantly lost all color.
Pale white.
The stroke of luck of surviving the ordeal has become a ridiculous joke.
Now all that remains is despair.
The Five Elders, including the swordsman wielding the first generation Kitetsu, could no longer maintain his dignity.
He stretched out his finger, trembling, pointing at the golden sky, and let out a roar.
"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
His voice was filled with despair and hopelessness.
They gambled all their strength on a giant sword, even forcing Lord Im to use some of his primordial power to barely block it.
Now, there are hundreds of them.
Hundreds?
How can we defend against this?
This was not a battle at all, but torture for them!
Chen Ye did not give them any extra time to think or react.
High in the sky, clad in the armor of the sun god, he simply raised his right arm and swung it downwards.
A simple action.
The command is named "Destroy".
The next moment, ten thousand swords were unleashed.
The deathly canopy composed of hundreds of golden giant swords moved.
They transformed into a dense, impenetrable rain of golden swords, trailing long, fiery tails, carrying a destructive intent as they indiscriminately cleansed the center of the island below.
"defense!"
The Satan Saint, possessed by Im, let out a roar of shock and anger, his voice filled with fear for the first time.
He, along with the Five Elders, Garin, and the remaining members of the Knights of God, drained all the dark energy from his body.
Streams of pitch-black energy surged into the sky, forming the final barrier overhead.
They pushed their immortality and dark origins to their limits, and a dark sky, thicker and more viscous than before, condensed above their heads.
But in the face of absolute power, all resistance is meaningless.
Their defenses are as flimsy as a sheet of paper.
The golden rain of swords clashed with the dark defenses.
The first wave of sword rain was enough to overwhelm the newly formed dark sky.
Then countless golden rays pierced through the darkness, and the solid barrier was instantly torn to shreds.
The countless black energy fragments were completely purified and evaporated by the subsequent falling sword light.
A golden rain of swords began to plow the land madly.
The sword pierced the earth, cut through the mountains, and then exploded with a deafening roar.
Each time a giant sword fell, it was accompanied by a powerful explosion.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Valley of the Gods is slowly being destroyed.
The earth was torn apart in large sections, and the mountain peaks were shattered into pieces under the attack of the sword rain.
The heart of the entire island is being gradually erased by an unparalleled force.
The Five Elders and the members of the Knights of God were so drenched in this level of attack that they didn't even have time to let out a scream.
Their bodies were struck by the first golden greatsword, and before they could even scream, they were completely vaporized by the intense heat and divine energy.
The matter that made up their bodies, along with the dark energy bestowed by Im, was reduced to the most basic particles.
Their pride in their "immortality" and their terrifying regenerative abilities become a complete joke in the face of absolute power that destroys at a rate billions of times faster than it regenerates.
regeneration?
There's not even a single cell left, so what can be used for regeneration!
The Satanic body, possessed by Im, desperately dodged and weaved through the rain of deadly swords.
He kept making spatial jumps to dodge the attacks that had no blind spots.
However, the rain of arrows was too dense.
No matter where he teleported, several or even dozens of golden giant swords would fall on his head the next second.
laugh!
A giant sword pierced through his left shoulder, golden holy energy scorching his dark essence, leaving an unhealable hole.
boom!
Another giant sword exploded beside him, and the violent shockwave blasted half of his body into a bloody mess.
The dark energy within him surged wildly, attempting to repair the collapsing vessel, but the speed of repair was far outpaced by the speed of destruction.
His movements became slower and slower, and he dodged less and less frequently.
The illusory figure flickered and dimmed, becoming extremely faint.
The composure of the world's king is gone.
On a ship dozens of nautical miles away.
Roger, Whitebeard, Rocks, and the others stared blankly at the apocalyptic scene in the distance.
The direction of the Valley of the Gods was already enveloped in a blinding golden light.
The terrifying energy fluctuations caused the sea beneath their feet to boil wildly, even from this distance.
"Gurala la la la..."
A dry laugh escaped the white-bearded man's throat, but his hand holding the naginata trembled slightly.
"That guy isn't fighting, he's executing his prey."
Roger's lips were a little dry. He looked at the golden rain of swords, which resembled divine punishment, and managed to squeeze out a few words.
"What would happen if we were to block those giant swords instead?"
No one answered him.
Because everyone knows the answer.
They will die.
Like the Five Elders, they will be completely vaporized in the first wave of attacks, leaving not even a trace.
Just when they were falling into self-doubt!
The Satan Saint, possessed by Im, was still being brutally ravaged.
The coldness of divinity was no longer present in those eyes that had previously looked down on all living beings.
All that remained was uncontrollable rage.
A deep-seated resentment.
There was also a hint of horror that he himself was unwilling to admit.
He just watched as his elite guard, those lackeys he had granted "immortality," were wiped out in droves amidst the rain of swords.
Those pieces that had followed him for so long were about to be gone.
And he himself is about to follow in his footsteps.
The complete annihilation of the army is imminent.