Chapter 584: Some People Aren't Suited for Recklessness
Chapter 584: Some People Aren't Suited for Recklessness
Hmph!
Bang!
Jaba swung his twin axes relentlessly, their slashes carving through the curled rock wall as he shouted, "Roger!"
"Is this really—"
Roger sighed, gazing up at Kuro hovering in the sky. "Brother, don’t you want to have a friendly match instead?"
Friendly match with this old man?
Who do you think you are?
Kuro arrogantly exhaled a puff of smoke, declaring loudly, "Abilities are part of this world—if you dislike them, don’t play!"
Against non-Devil Fruit users, this power is unbeatable!
If you refuse to jump into the sea, he’ll freeze you into a ball with Aokiji’s Ice Age.
If you do jump, that’s even better for him.
"Guess we’ll meet again next time, Brother. Let’s fight properly someday."
Roger shook his head and slashed downward.
Boom!!
The ground beneath his feet shattered, and both Roger and Jaba plummeted toward the ships below.
Kuro flipped his palm, and the fractured island fused back together, chasing after Roger and Jaba like a vengeful beast.
"This thing—"
Jaba gripped his axes, swinging wildly at the sky.
"It’s useless!"
Countless slashes erupted from his blades, slicing the island into fragments. These chunks transformed into massive earth spikes, accelerating downward.
"Lion Bite!"
Kuro swung Autumn Water, unleashing a twisted pressure wave that tore through the earth spikes, targeting the duo below.
Roger and Jaba swung their weapons, deflecting the attack with explosive force. The pressure wave veered into the sea, boiling the surface and scattering water droplets.
Kuro coldly clenched his fist.
Boom!!
A massive wave surged from below, forming lion heads of seawater that clashed with the earth spikes in a deadly crossfire.
This ability merely used air as a medium to control the seawater.
"This—"
Jaba sweated. "Is this really how it ends? This power’s a nightmare!"
Last time against Shanks, they barely survived. Without that storm, they might’ve lost.
It wasn’t about combat power—it was this ability’s sheer persistence.
Just like now.
Boom!!
As the waves surged, a colossal slash erupted from below, shredding the seawater.
On the ship, Silvers Rayleigh drew his blade, grinning at Roger. "Hey, Captain! Trouble?"
He couldn’t see Kuro clearly, only recognizing a Navy figure.
"Yeah!" Roger laughed. "A tough Navy Brother—too strong!"
He glanced at Kuro and smirked. "My crew’s great, huh?"
Boom!
He swung his sword, his Haki-infused aura pulverizing the descending earth spikes.
Kuro exhaled smoke, sheathing his blade. The seawater fragments below rose rapidly, gathering above him.
"This amount’s enough."
Slash!
Blade drawn in a flash, he struck downward.
"Telekinesis Blade, Mystic Art!"
Hua lala!
The seawater became a torrent of razor-sharp rain.
Roger’s pupils constricted. "Everyone, Haki defense! Those without Haki, hide in the ship!"
"Get inside the cabin!"
Silvers Rayleigh barked at the crew. "This move’s deadly!"
Nearby, a muscular man in a black military uniform glared at the sky, fists trembling.
Not from fear—but excitement.
"I want to fight him!" he snarled. "A strong man like this—I want to fight him!!"
"Bartholomew, focus on defense! That’s the Captain’s order!" Silvers Rayleigh shouted.
"Hmph! This level—"
Bartholomew reeled back his fists, unleashing Haki that formed a barrier against the rain.
Chi chi chi!
The rain sliced the Haki barrier, hissing like a blade.
This rain carried slashes—dense and relentless!
Roger, descending slowly, blocked the rain similarly, nearing the ship.
Suddenly, a whirlpool erupted beneath the ship, hurling it away.
The swirling water morphed into lion heads, snapping at Roger.
"Tch!"
Roger spun, punching through the beasts. As he threw the punch, Kuro sheathed his blade, narrowing his eyes. "Even this dense assault has its gaps, doesn’t it?"
His aura peaked.
A breeze blew—Kuro vanished.
"Mystic Art: One-Slash Decapitation, Absolute White Tiger Kill!"
Hiss!!!
…
"Will you just die already?!"
In the sky, Lida chased Feld the Hidden. "Die already! If you don’t, we’re all done for!"
"This truly—"
Feld the Hidden chuckled bitterly. "Even my final rebellion fails. But I finally understand why those islands vanished back then—it wasn’t an earthquake."
He shook his head. "All my life, I’ve never been reckless. Captain said I wasn’t built that way. But I envied him—his freedom to act on impulse. I suppose fate denied me that."
"Young, I struggled to survive. Middle-aged, I gained a Devil Fruit but lost my home, becoming a wanderer. I learned combat, but life lost meaning."
"In old age, I met that Captain, embarking on the grandest journey. I felt alive, wanted to revisit the past. I sought epic tales—but the Navy captured me within months."
"Escaping, I found my days numbered. I wanted to help my homeland… but ended where I began. History can’t be changed, huh? Frustrating."
He sighed, smiling. "Still, life had its happy moments—even if I returned to nothing."
Opening his eyes, he declared, "If history is unchangeable, maybe this moment is my salvation!"
He raised his hand to Lida and Klah. "Five minutes—only five. Retreat now. Rescue those appearing in five minutes. Please."
Feld stomped the air, hurtling toward the descending landmass.
He touched the seawater shrouding it.
"Retrospection!!" He roared, veins bulging.
The land vanished.
The sky cleared.
Feld’s body, drained, plummeted.
"Gone?" Lida blinked.
"No", Klah looked up, swallowing. "That oppressive presence remains. His ability—Retrospection. He rewound Kuro’s Heavenly Treasure Vault to before it fell. But…"
"Then kill him now!"
Lida targeted Feld, hands raised—then froze.
Feld’s life aura had vanished.
Dead? But Kuro wasn’t back yet—
Klah shuddered. "Now! Retreat! He said five minutes—Kuro returns then! But the Treasury’s descent won’t wait five minutes! We’ll be caught in it!"
(End of Chapter)
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