area51novel Chapter 1751 The Skeleton Demigod Appears in Marineford
Chapter 1751 The Skeleton Demigod Appears in Marineford
The two types of Conqueror's Haki clashed fiercely between the blade and the monstrous hand, black and red lightning hissing and exploding, resulting in a brief stalemate.
The terrifying, monstrous hand, made of exposed muscle and fascia, emerged from the pool of blood. Its five fingers, like iron clamps, gripped the blade of the Murakumogiri tightly, producing a metallic scraping sound.
An incredible force traveled along the blade.
Edward Newgate's graying eyebrows shot up sharply. He wasn't known for his pure physical strength, but at this moment he actually felt that he was finding it difficult to suppress the strange hand that had appeared out of nowhere while holding the knife with one hand.
He subconsciously exerted force with both arms, his muscles bulging, trying to pull the Murakumogiri back, but the strength of that strange hand was astonishing. The Murakumogiri didn't budge at all, and was instead pressed down a bit by the other party!
In terms of strength, Orochi in this form doesn't seem to be inferior, and might even have a slight advantage?
He immediately realized that this was not merely a contest of strength.
"It looks like something's about to come out..."
An even colder, more ominous aura was surging wildly from the depths of the boiling pool of blood beneath their feet.
It's not an illusion!
The pool of viscous blood, covering an area of tens of meters in diameter, began to shrink violently towards its center, frantically devouring the flesh and blood that made up its body.
The strange hand that had grabbed Murakumogiri rose higher and higher, and behind the outline of the arm was an even larger and more ferocious shadow.
Edward Newgate and everyone else on the battlefield who could still think held their breath as they watched the final form emerge from the cradle of blood and sin, fully revealed to the world.
It was nearly ten meters tall and roughly maintained a humanoid form.
Its body has almost no skin, and what is exposed are blood-red muscle bundles and pale bones with an eerie sheen. The muscle texture is twisted and full of power, and the joints of the bones are covered with hideous bone spurs.
What is most horrifying is its head, which is a skull without any flesh or brain tissue.
The empty eye sockets were not empty; instead, two dark red flames burned in their place, silently gazing ahead.
The skull's open jaws revealed sharp, white teeth, like those of a ferocious beast.
Instead of wings, it has a pair of enormous bone clusters twisted and coiled together by countless sharp bone spikes, resembling both a throne and deformed wings.
The towering bone spikes, as if bearing a throne of bones, added to the aura of death and majesty.
With limbs as thick as giant pillars and muscles like the gnarled roots of an old tree, containing explosive power, this form naturally needs no clothing to cover its body; its very existence is a desecration of life.
This is the form that was briefly glimpsed in the celestial imagery and was known as the skeletal demigod.
Even watching it on video was enough to evoke a sense of immersive terror, but now, as this ten-meter-tall, inhuman monster, radiating endless evil, stands real on the battlefield of Marineford, everyone holds their breath.
The monster's terrifying aura, mixed with bloodshed, savagery, and supreme divine (or demonic) pressure, swept out like a tangible wave, even showing a tendency to overwhelm the heavily injured but still domineering whitebeard!
The skeletal demigod—the fully-formed Kurozumi Orochi—still firmly gripped the blade of Murakumogiri with its skinless bone claw.
The pale skull slowly raised, its dark red flames in empty eye sockets locking onto Edward Newgate in front of it.
The skull's exposed canines opened and closed, producing a dull, eerie, and heavy sound, a voice that belonged to Kurozumi Orochi: "Whitebeard, your sword is very sturdy."
"If it were a non-Supreme Grade Sword, I would have crushed it by now. It's truly a fine sword..."
The red flame in the skull's eye socket seemed to flicker, its malice undisguised: "Why don't you just give it to me!"
Before he could finish speaking, the skeletal demigod, gripping the bony claw of Murakumogiri, suddenly exerted force.
This time it was no longer a stalemate, but an active struggle, and the power emanating from the blade increased sharply.
Whitebeard's arm muscles instantly swelled to their limit, veins bulged on his forehead, and he gripped the hilt of Murakumogiri tightly with both hands. The ground beneath his feet cracked and sank.
He would never allow his old comrade to be taken away by the enemy.
In a pure contest of strength, this terrifying skeletal demigod form seemed to have the upper hand, and Murakumogiri was even moved slightly towards its opponent by an inch!
Seeing this, Edward Newgate knew he could no longer hold back.
Whitebeard laughed in fury, "If you want my sword, you'll have to trade your life for it!"
With a thought, the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit instantly transferred, covering the entire part of the blade that was being gripped by the skeletal demigod!
"Buzz—!!!"
A blinding milky-white halo suddenly shone on the Murakumo sword, and the high-frequency vibrations even made the air groan under the strain.
This is not an aggressive air tremor, but a defensive oscillation that is extremely concentrated at a single point!
An indescribable, terrifying shockwave erupted from within, flowing along the blade of Murakumogiri and striking the skeleton demigod's tightly gripped bone claws. The terrifying grip, capable of crushing steel, momentarily loosened.
"Now!" Whitebeard roared, seizing the opportunity, unleashing his full power, and yanked his arms back sharply.
Murakumogiri's sharp blade rubbed against the skeleton demigod's bone claws, creating dazzling sparks, before Whitebeard finally managed to forcefully pull it back.
"Whitebeard, you need to use all your strength to deal with me..." The skeletal demigod's deep voice carried a hint of mockery, as if the previous defeat was insignificant.
The skeletal demigod, with its massive body reaching ten meters in height, displayed a terrifying speed completely disproportionate to its size.
Almost at the same instant Whitebeard withdrew Murakumogiri, it vanished from its spot and appeared in front of Whitebeard as if by teleportation.
The skeletal fist, larger than a battering ram and wreathed in dark red blood, slammed solidly into Edward Newgate's unsuspecting chest.
"Boom-!!"
With an extremely muffled sound, the moment the fist struck, a visible white ring of air exploded outwards from the center of the fist, forming a sonic boom cloud as the air was compressed to its limit and forced outwards.
"Pfft—!" Edward Newgate's eyes suddenly bulged out, and he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.
He had no time to make any effective defense. His entire massive body was like a cannonball fired at full speed, flying backward uncontrollably.
"Dad!!" On the Moby Dick, Marco and the others cried out in shock, their eyes wide with disbelief.
Whitebeard's flying body crashed back into his own Moby Dick.
His heavy body slammed across the deck, collapsing several thick masts and knocking away more than a dozen pirates who couldn't get out of the way.
Finally, with a loud crash, it smashed through the sturdy ship's walls and embedded itself deep within the hull before coming to a stop.
Wood chips and scraps filled the air, leaving the bow of the Moby Dick in a state of disarray, as if it had been trampled by a giant beast.
One strike!
Just one strike!
Edward Newgate, hailed as the world's strongest man, was actually hit head-on and sent flying.
Despite the element of surprise, the visual impact and the result still stunned the entire audience!
The skeletal demigod slowly withdrew his fist, his skull head slightly turning as he stood still. "Ha..."
It exhaled a breath of cold, bloody white air, showing no pride or arrogance, as if it had only done a trivial thing.
The dark red flames in its eye sockets burned calmly; it knew very well that this punch would not kill Whitebeard.
The power of Orochi's punch truly made all the survivors on the battlefield, and even the various forces around the world watching the war through Den Den Mushi images, deeply feel the terror of this so-called skeletal demigod form.
It can reach such a terrifying level with only pure physical strength and speed, and this seems to be far from its full strength.
What terrifying abilities does this form still conceal?