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Chapter 845: Monster's Combat
Chapter 845: Monster's Combat
At Marine headquarters, elite Vice Admirals simultaneously took a step backward.
Aokiji's cigar nearly slipped from his teeth as he bit down hard to secure it, his grin widening. "Still as impressive as ever, Kuro!"
"This Killing Intent..."
Togeko furrowed his brow, glancing at the blade in Kuro's hand. "Is this from the sword? But even without it, his Killing Intent is overwhelming. Looks like we truly can't interfere."
The Conqueror's Haki alone had been enough to suppress them, but now it merged with Kuro's Killing Intent—a force rivaling Bartholomew's own terrifying aura. Their pressure paled in comparison. With the combat intensity escalating, interfering would only burden Kuro further.
Bartholomew fought alone, unrestrained, but Kuro had allies.
On the island, crimson and azure energies clashed violently. One moment surging dominant, the next collapsing under counterpressure. As the Conqueror's Haki and Crimson Killing Intent intertwined, their colors merged—shifting from purple to deep violet, then dark crimson—before bursting apart like an exploding balloon, vanishing entirely.
Not neutralized, but diffused into the air itself. Now, every breath carried the terrifying blend of Conqueror's Haki and bone-chilling Killing Intent.
"Hahahahaha!!"
Bartholomew roared with laughter. "You've never disappointed me, Kuro!"
Kuro stepped forward, gripping the Yokai Blade. The Long Blade gleamed with a wisp of crimson light under the sun, aimed squarely at Bartholomew.
Cracking his knuckles, Bartholomew spread his stance and bellowed, "Come on!"
Whoosh!
Kuro vanished in a flash, shattering the mountain peak beneath his feet. A shockwave erupted as he rocketed toward Bartholomew, the Long Blade cleaving downward—splitting into three strikes.
"Swallow Return!"
Three razor-sharp slashes of blade-light sliced toward Bartholomew's neck, waist, and back, cutting off all escape routes.
But he had no intention of fleeing.
As before, Bartholomew crossed his arms to block two blows, then thrust his head forward to meet the Yokai Blade's edge—a malevolent grin twisting his face. "Same technique? What fun is there in that?"
"Who said it's the same?"
Kuro vibrated the Yokai Blade. Instantly, more blade-lights erupted around Bartholomew, slicing through the space around him.
"Swallow Return—Flock Return!"
The swarm of blade-lights packed nearly as much force as Kuro's own strikes. Blocking with his body alone would leave Bartholomew bloodied.
Bartholomew landed a heavy stomp, sending sand dust swirling.
"Roar!!"
He unleashed a thunderous roar, his Haki erupting outward in a blue aura.
Ding-ding-ding!
The blade-lights slashed at the aura, shattering it but dissipating themselves in the process.
Bang!
Bartholomew launched a punch, but the Yokai Blade intercepted it with a resounding clang! The sheer force sent Kuro skidding backward. Planting his feet, he saw Bartholomew charging forward, the other hand already raised.
"Here!"
A black scabbard descended from the sky, spinning into his grasp.
No ordinary scabbard could contain the Yokai Blade's Killing Intent. Kuro had yet to find one capable of suppressing its bloodthirsty aura—carrying it bare would unleash waves of terror. But this makeshift scabbard would suffice for now.
As Kuro sheathed the blade, he dropped into a crouch, assuming an Iaijutsu stance.
A crimson Killing Intent surged outward, forming a circular domain.
"Killing Intent Domain", Kuro intoned coldly.
Bartholomew halted instantly at the domain's edge, his eyes narrowing.
Kuro lifted his head, smirking. Dare you enter?
"I dare!"
Bartholomew's pupils constricted. His fist tightened, crackling with shockwaves. With a thunderous boom, he lunged.
The moment he crossed into the domain, a golden lightning blade flashed toward his throat at teleportation speed.
Clang!
Bartholomew halted mid-air, the Yokai Blade's edge pressing against his neck. A thin line of blood traced the blade.
"Excellent power!"
He crushed the blade downward with his fist, then stomped onto it to close the distance, landing a punch directly on Kuro's sun-shaped tattoo.
Kuro grunted, flying backward from the impact. Bartholomew leapt upward, diving after him.
Kuro clenched his teeth, gripping the Yokai Blade with both hands as he swung upward to meet the descending fist.
Clang!
The blade blocked the strike, but Bartholomew's free hand kept coming.
Boom!
The punch struck empty air—Kuro vanished in a blur, reappearing to the side. Swinging the blade high, he slashed downward.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Fists and blade danced in a blur. To onlookers, only afterimages remained—shockwaves rupturing the air, golden lightning flashing, and sparks erupting with each collision.
"Eh? Eh? What's going on? Where'd they go?!" Buggy gawked, snot dripping from his open mouth in astonishment.
The three elder Seven Warlords of the Sea and former Warlord, Crocodile, watched intently, their eyes tracking the battle's fury alongside elite Vice Admirals and Lida. Even Klah had transformed into werewolf form to follow the combat.
Crocodile lit another cigar, his expression dark. "They're completely unaffected..."
Under the crushing duality of Conqueror's Haki and Killing Intent, all Vice Admirals except the seven were unconscious. Yet these two fought as if invigorated, their battle intensity soaring.
"Monsters", Boa Hancock murmured.
Indeed, both Bartholomew and Kuro were Grand Line monsters. Even the proud Snake Princess had to lower her haughty demeanor in admiration.
The battlefield erupted as Kuro descended from the sky, the Yokai Blade arcing downward in a cleaving strike.
Clang!!
Bartholomew crossed his arms overhead to block, leaving a bloody gash on his forearm. Twisting his arm, he deflected the blade, seizing the Long Blade with his left hand to yank Kuro downward.
His right hand coiled into a fist, its surface writhing with dark, rune-like patterns—the ultimate strike hurtled forward.
"Final Cannon!!"
Boom!!!
The punch struck Kuro's forehead, unleashing a shockwave that shook the island. Kuro flew backward, his head visibly caved inward.
Did it connect? Was he down?
No!!
Bartholomew's eyes widened. "You're not that weak!!"
The shockwave shattered like glass, revealing the truth.
An illusion?
Kuro materialized before him, blade raised high, golden light blazing.
"Ultimate Mystic Art!!"
(End of Chapter)
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