area51novel Chapter 1145 My Name is Shura
Chapter 1145 My Name is Shura
Chapter 1145 My Name is Shura
Blood beads rolled slowly from Barrett's fist, dripping onto his trouser leg and spreading into dark bloodstains.
The Deer-Headed Man staked everything on his weapon, the Grim Reaper's Scythe, while Barrett firmly believed that his fists could go on and smash through all obstacles in the world.
And so the Grim Reaper's scythe shattered, and the grinning face behind it also shattered, along with the head. No one could ever see his dying expression again, except for Barrett, who was standing right next to him!
Thus, the deer-headed man was killed with a single punch; this is Barrett's current strength!
Just as the deer-headed man said, Barrett awakened the bloodline of the demon race, and his physical talents continued to grow stronger, becoming unfathomable!
He wasn't initially taking the fight very seriously, but the truth revealed by the deer-headed man completely enraged him. Once he got serious, the deer-headed man couldn't even withstand a single punch, not even with his immortality!
Faced with absolute numerical power, even immortality must retreat, just like Pitt faced Garp!
"You alone aren't enough!"
Barrett's crimson pupils surged with overwhelming hatred, and the curve of his mouth grew increasingly ferocious, the killing intent in his smile almost solidifying into a tangible form!
How could a mere deer-headed man possibly fill the sea of blood in his heart? His gaze had already locked onto a target further away, and the pressure around him suddenly dropped, with even the air trembling slightly in this fierce aura.
......
"Zoro! You don't have a Devil Fruit ability, be careful not to get poisoned!"
Aokiji's voice exploded with a chilling aura, and he raised his hand, conjuring an iceberg several meters high that steadily blocked Zoro's path.
In the center of the ice wall, a surging purple mist was tightly imprisoned. The hazy purple light exuded a chilling eeriness, and even through the thick ice layer, one could smell a faint, sweet, and poisonous odor.
On the other side of the iceberg, Zoro stood with his swords in both hands, his dark green headscarf fluttering in the strong wind. The cloud of poisonous mist that had been heading straight for his face had been intercepted by Aokiji with his absolute power of ice.
"Don't underestimate me, hey!"
Zoro was a little annoyed. He raised an eyebrow and let out a low laugh. Although he didn't have a Devil Fruit ability, there were far too many Devil Fruit users who had fallen in front of him.
It's just some weird and wonderful Devil Fruit abilities, isn't it? He's been adventuring on the seas for so many years, he's not some greenhorn. It's just a cloud of poison gas, this little bit of trouble isn't enough to make him hold his own.
"Frozen boy, I didn't expect you to have developed your abilities so well. You can even freeze my unique poison gas. You are indeed qualified to challenge me!"
Across the iceberg, a hoarse voice slowly rang out, commenting on Aokiji's abilities.
The speaker was an elderly man with white hair. He was hunched over, and his face was covered by a gas mask that gleamed coldly, revealing only a pair of sinister eyes with bloodshot, cloudy whites.
He is Shura, a Paramecia-type Illusion-Poison Fruit user—his poison is completely different from ordinary poisons, it is shaped entirely by imagination, and its effects and form are all generated by his thoughts.
If Magellan of Impel Down is the "Tyrant of Poison," then Shura is the "Master Craftsman of Poison." Their abilities are on par, yet each has its own strengths.
If we're really going to be serious, then the Phantom Poison ability is on a higher level!
Magellan's poison is at its peak from the start, capable of corroding everything and annihilating all living beings in an instant; while Shura's phantom poison becomes more terrifying as it progresses, having witnessed the characteristics of all poisons in the world, making it absolutely more deadly!
If the ability user has a rich imagination, they can create extremely terrifying poisons. These poisons, created out of thin air, could even kill a powerful being at the god level.
The terrifying poisons and viruses in the Celestial Dragons' research lab were all created by this old man—even the inexplicable jade scales on Ginny and Bonney were a monstrous creation he made to satisfy his perverse research desires.
However, because the world's understanding of poison is very superficial, it greatly limits imagination!
Unfortunately, the people of this world have a very shallow understanding of poison, which limits the boundaries of his imagination; but because of the extraordinary diversity of matter in this world, the highly poisonous creatures lurking in the abyss and rainforest, as well as the natural poisons that exist in nature, provide him with a constant source of inspiration for his ability to create illusions of poison.
Therefore, although his poison is not yet enough to threaten the realm of gods, it is by no means something that ordinary people can withstand—otherwise, why would Aokiji and Zoro need to join forces to fight the enemy?
Ordinary freezing would not be able to contain Asura's illusionary poison. Even a barrier as solid as refined iron would be silently melted through by the poison.
The fact that the poison gas has been frozen is enough to prove that Aokiji has developed his abilities to a great degree. Therefore, Shura thinks highly of Aokiji, but he doesn't even give Zoro a second glance, not even considering him a Celestial Dragon and a God Knight.
Therefore, Shura's tone carried a rare hint of approval, but when his gaze swept over Zoro beside him, it was full of disdain, not even bothering to give him a proper look—a swordsman without a Devil Fruit ability was nothing more than an ant that he, a Celestial Dragon God Knight, could crush at will.
"Shorty! What nonsense are you spouting? You think you're invincible just because you have a little poison gas? And you dare to challenge me? You think you're qualified?"
Zoro's voice suddenly rose, filled with undisguised sarcasm!
Shura's dismissive attitude completely ignited Zoro's anger. He couldn't stand these pretentious guys the most. The poison gas that drifted over so slowly couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes, yet they dared to talk about hurting people?
Even if Zoro can't beat Vic, surely he can handle this shorty in front of him? If it weren't for Aokiji's iceberg blocking his way, he would have already charged in with his sword and cleaved this old man's gas mask in two! Stop pretending to be a big shot!
"dwarf……"
These two words were like a needle, piercing Shura's sore spot.
Beneath the gas mask, his breathing suddenly became heavy, and the chill in his voice almost froze the air. That sinister aura pressed down relentlessly, sending shivers down one's spine and raising goosebumps all over:
"It's been so many years since anyone has called me Saint like that. Anyone who dares to insult me like this is someone even hell wouldn't dare to accept. I will definitely give you the most cruel and painful way to die!"
Although his face was obscured by the gas mask, the chill in his voice sent shivers down one's spine.
Shura is indeed very short, and with his advanced age and further shrinkage, he appears even shorter!
His height was a lifelong source of pain for him. In his quest to grow taller, he spent countless years searching for methods and experimenting on his own body. In the end, he didn't grow any taller and instead ruined his body to the point of being like rotten wood. Eventually, no matter how effective the medicine or Devil Fruit power was, it couldn't cure him at all, and that's when he finally gave up!
Height was his lifelong obsession and a lifelong taboo. No matter who dared to say he was short, he would change his expression, even if it was the former leader of the Knights of God, Garin.
Celestial Dragons are alright; as long as you don't directly tell them they're short, you can maintain a superficial relationship. But if you're not a Celestial Dragon, they'll try every means to kill you, even if you just give them the wrong look!
And since he is a user of illusion poison, those people might not even know how they died!
Because of this, the wronged souls who died at his hands over a long period of time have long been piled up like mountains. If those corpses were piled up, they would be enough to fill the huge valley of Narcissus Star Island!