area51novel Chapter 1746 Death of Kozuki Hiyori 1
Chapter 1746 Death of Kozuki Hiyori 1
No one expected that Sesshomaru would appear behind Hiyori Kozuki in this way, at this moment.
That kind of movement technique can no longer be described simply as speed; it's more like a kind of teleportation or mechanism at the level of rules, ignoring conventional distance and reaction time.
There were no fancy energy bursts, no unnecessary movements.
As long as he can get close enough to deny a woman time to react and unleash her abilities, Sesshomaru proved in the most direct and cruel way that he can inflict fatal wounds on a woman.
With her chest pierced through by a hand, Hiyori Kozuki had never suffered such a severe and fatal injury since birth.
The excruciating pain that tore everything apart even caused her arms to lose all strength uncontrollably. Her whole body could only tremble violently on instinct, and she kept coughing up warm blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
“I didn’t expect… there was this trick…” A faint, self-deprecating smile appeared on Hiyori Kozuki’s face.
That smile, combined with the vivid red flowers adorned with blood on her pristine white kimono, made her, in a way, more beautiful than the flowers themselves.
But it was just a fleeting moment.
After Sesshomaru's sneak attack succeeded, the hand that was controlling the woman's neck began to move upwards without mercy, reaching towards Hiyori's cheek and eye sockets.
His intention was all too clear: he wanted to gouge out and remove her two incredibly important white eyes right there on the spot.
The special eye technique inherited through bloodline limit allows the eyes to retain their activity and power even after the host has been dead for a period of time.
Therefore, from the very beginning, Kurozumi Orochi didn't care about Hiyori's life or death; all they wanted were those eyes.
In full view of everyone, Sesshomaru was about to commit this cruel act of gouging out eyes. Whitebeard, standing to the side, was no dead man!
"You are not allowed to hurt my daughter again!!"
Whitebeard let out a roar filled with boundless grief, "Take your filthy hands off me!!"
Almost at the same time as the roar, the massive Supreme Grade Sword Murakumogiri in Whitebeard's hand already possessed a terrifying power capable of splitting mountains.
It struck with incredible speed and precision, slashing down with deadly force.
This slash actually cut through the tiny gap, less than half a palm's width, between Sesshomaru and Hiyori.
They had to cut off that blasphemous hand while minimizing harm to Hiyori, who was already severely injured.
In the blink of an eye, two crisp and clean cutting sounds rang out!
Sesshomaru's arm, which had burrowed into Hiyori's chest, and the arm that was about to touch her eye socket, were instantly severed at the root by the incomparably sharp blade of the Supreme Grade Sword, severing their connection to his body.
Blood spurted from the severed arm, but Sesshomaru only frowned slightly. His golden eyes showed little pain, only a cold displeasure as if he had been disturbed.
Losing both arms did not seem to be a fatal blow to him.
However, this strike did create a gap between his body and Hiyori, making it impossible for him to teleport the heavily injured woman back to Orochi's side through physical contact.
"ROOM!"
A little further away, on the Moby Dick, Law instantly activated his Op-Op Fruit ability. A transparent spherical ROOM barrier expanded at an astonishing speed, enveloping the soon-to-fall Hiyori and the one-armed Sesshomaru.
"Switch!" Luo gritted his teeth and shouted, suddenly swinging the Ghost Cry sword in his hand.
Within the barrier, the concept of space was altered, and Luo's figure and Hiyori's figure instantly swapped positions.
The next moment, Law appeared in front of Sesshomaru, while Hiyori disappeared. The instant Law appeared, he did not hesitate to slash back with his sword.
He missed with his strike.
Sesshomaru's figure, once again with that unpredictable movement, vanished from the spot before the blade could reach him.
When he reappeared, he was already standing behind Kurozumi Orochi again, as if he had never left.
However, his two arms, which had been severed by Whitebeard and were still twitching slightly, were left forever on the Whitebeard Pirates' ship, lying on the deck in a shocking sight.
"Hiyori—!" Marco had already reacted the moment Luo took action.
The moment Hiyori appeared beside him, he cautiously reached out and embraced the woman before him, who had a horrifying bloody hole in her chest and whose life force was rapidly waning.
"Hiyori, you'll be alright, you'll definitely be alright..." Marco's voice trembled as the blue healing flames of the phoenix surged wildly from his hand, trying to stop the terrible wound and stabilize her life that was about to fade away.
Hiyori Kozuki returned to her family, but she could no longer stand steadily.
Her legs could no longer support her body, and she fell limply backward, all her strength rapidly draining away.
Her lungs and heart had suffered devastating damage, and she couldn't even utter a complete sentence. She could only cough up weak, frothy blood from her throat.
Her consciousness had begun to rapidly sink into depravity.
Lying in her sworn brother's arms, the woman, relying on her last shred of instinct, struggled to raise a bloodstained hand towards the white-bearded old man.
This was all she could do, as if she were trying to grasp at something, or perhaps it was a final farewell.
Edward Newgate threw down his Murakumogiri, his old companion that had accompanied him across the seas for decades, and rushed to his adopted daughter's side, almost staggering.
Looking at Hiyori Kozuki's face, pale as paper from excessive blood loss and contorted with pain, yet still heartbreakingly beautiful.
Looking at the still-bleeding hole in her chest, and listening to her increasingly faint, almost inaudible breathing, even if Whitebeard wanted to deceive himself and refused to believe the cruel reality before him.
He was also forced to witness, in a bloody and painful way, that his daughter, Hiyori Kozuki, was about to die before his very eyes.
Just like back then, when Momonosuke Kozuki died in front of him.
History has repeated itself so cruelly.
Whitebeard grabbed Hiyori's trembling, blood-stained hand, which was about to fall. He felt the coldness of the girl's hand and the warmth that the blood brought, which was rapidly disappearing.
Edward Newgate, one of the men who stands at the pinnacle of the world, once again shed tears at this moment.
Hot, murky tears welled up uncontrollably from his eyes, which had weathered countless storms and witnessed countless deaths, dripping onto Guangyue Rihe's pale cheeks and mingling with the bloodstains on her face.
Sometimes, living too long is a form of torture.
Because you have to experience loss again and again.
Losing someone important, losing everything you cherish.
"Good boy..."
Whitebeard's voice choked with emotion, hoarse beyond recognition, "Speak slowly, Father is here, Father is here..."
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry to you all..." He held his daughter's hand tightly, as if he wanted to pass on all his strength and all his life to her.
As an incompetent father, he was powerless to do anything at that moment, watching his daughter's life slip away before his eyes, yet he could do nothing about it.
This feeling of powerlessness tore at his heart more than any enemy's attack.