area51novel Chapter 1732 The Buddha
Chapter 1732 The Buddha
The futile efforts of Shiki and Mirajane naturally drew even more blatant ridicule from Blackbeard Teach.
"Hahaha—don't waste your energy, you two!" Teach's voice echoed across the battlefield, carrying undisguised sarcasm.
"If the expansion of a domain is really so easy to break from the outside, then what right does it have to be defined by the Sky Curtain as one of the most powerful forces, surpassing the limits of Devil Fruits?!"
His words were like a bucket of cold water poured on the hearts of countless people who still held onto a sliver of hope.
Yes, if this power, capable of trapping a Marine Admiral and a top-tier Logia-type Devil Fruit user, can be easily broken, then how can it be worthy of the title "Summit"?
According to Teach, Louhu's task has been more than accomplished.
Taking on two top-tier Logia-type Devil Fruit users, especially a monster like Akainu, in one-on-one combat within one's own territory might be quite difficult.
But successfully holding them back and isolating them from the battlefield is already a huge success, maximizing his strategic value.
On the naval side, there was a subdued silence and an unbelievable sense of dejection.
Their savior, the one they had placed their hopes on, the Admiral Sakazuki, who symbolized the navy's strongest offensive power and absolute will, was imprisoned in such a bizarre way by an unknown enemy.
This is probably the first time in naval history that a naval admiral has been confined to a designated area in full view of the public.
"How ironic," someone chuckled bitterly. Being too strong made them the first target.
Below the execution platform, Kizaru Borsalino and Kisame, two admirals who were struggling to maintain the Monkey God Spear, were also filled with despair upon seeing this scene.
"This is really troublesome. Is Sakazuki really that unreliable?" Kizaru's tone was still strange, but the seriousness in his eyes did not diminish at all.
"Hmph, you let us down at the crucial moment," Kisame sneered, his hands forming hand seals continuously.
He once again massively drew in seawater from the surrounding area, creating towering waves that crashed against the Monkey God Spear, attempting to further weaken its power and create resistance for the awakened form of the Gum-Gum Fruit.
But everyone knows that this is only a temporary solution, not a permanent one.
Although the downward trend of the Ape God Spears has slowed slightly due to their resistance and the erosion of the seawater, the destructive pressure remains undiminished, and Marineford is still slowly sinking on the verge of destruction.
At that very moment, almost everyone in the Navy and the pirates, everyone who witnessed this, unanimously placed their last hope on the highest point of the Navy Headquarters, on the figure that symbolized the highest authority in the Navy.
Countless gazes followed the direction of Ace's execution platform, past the fighting crowd, and past the collapsed plaza.
The image finally settled on the front of the city wall, on the old man with a resolute face, wearing a marshal's coat—the Buddha of the Warring States.
On the execution platform, the two executioners behind Ace raised their instruments of torture, waiting for the Marshal's final orders.
Sengoku did not immediately respond to the executioner. He raised his head and looked up at the sky, at the white giant fist that was slowly pressing down as if to end everything, and then swept over the devastation below, the battlefield where countless soldiers were filled with a mixture of hope and despair.
"This kid, are you willing to trade the safety of all Marineford for Ace's life?"
In his mind, Garp's always carefree old face flashed by. They were all good grandsons raised by that bastard, each one more troublesome than the last!
Zhan Guo cursed inwardly, a nameless anger mingling with a heavy sense of responsibility.
Sengoku's eyes sharpened, and an undeniable aura of dominance began to rise from him. "You can't threaten me, Monkey D. Luffy. You're still too green!"
The moment he finished speaking, Zhan Guo suddenly exerted force with both feet.
The solid brick surface beneath his feet was instantly covered with cracks, and then shattered with a crash.
With a thunderous roar, Sengoku himself burst forth from the top of the city tower, shooting straight into the sky.
He leaped over the execution platform, over the heads of countless naval officers, and finally hovered steadily above most of the naval and pirates. He was going to face the overwhelming Ape God Spear alone.
Sengoku paid no attention to the countless gazes below, each filled with a variety of emotions.
Since we are going to demonstrate our power, let us carry out this power, which represents the highest authority and absolute justice of the navy, to the very end.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Sengoku made a move that was both unexpected and seemingly logical.
He raised his hand and took off the marshal's cloak embroidered with the word "Justice" from his back.
Instead of throwing it away, he tossed the cloak, a symbol of the Fleet Admiral's authority, precisely toward the execution platform, landing near Fire Fist Ace, as if in a silent declaration.
He slowly turned around to face the destructive giant fist head-on; it was time for him to reveal his saintly status before the people of the Warring States period.
At that moment, in the entire Marineford, whether on the battlefield where the sounds of battle were deafening or in the corners where people were praying in despair, all sounds seemed to disappear.
Everyone in the arena, and even people around the world watching through Den Den Mushi, stared wide-eyed at the lone figure suspended in the air.
I dared not breathe too hard, for fear of missing any frame that might determine the fate of the world.
Soft and dazzling golden Buddhist light began to emanate from within Zhan Guo's body.
At first it was just a faint light, but soon the light grew brighter and brighter, more and more intense.
The golden light was pure and magnificent, filled with indescribable majesty, as if a true Buddha from the mythical era had descended.
As more and more Buddha light emanated from the body, the light became so dazzling that people could not open their eyes, as if a second sun had suddenly risen in the sky.
At the same time, the physical bodies of the Warring States period also began to undergo tremendous changes.
His body began to swell violently, as if being inflated, and his skin turned a brilliant gold.
The outline of a majestic and dignified Buddha quickly took shape amidst endless Buddha light.
A colossal Buddha, hundreds of feet tall and modeled entirely on the appearance of someone from the Warring States period, his body seemingly cast in gold, appeared prominently in the sky above Marineford.
Simply hovering there, the pressure it unconsciously exuded caused countless people below to tremble in their souls, as if they were facing a true god.
Under the golden light, all living beings are but ants.
This is not a metaphor, but the most real and powerless feeling in the hearts of the vast majority of people at this moment.
Before this golden Buddha statue, individual bravery and group battles seem so insignificant.
The golden Buddha lowered its enormous head, looking down at Marineford, which resembled a toy model, and above it, the equally massive Ape God Spear, which was slowly pressing down.
The Buddha spoke, his voice majestic and filled with compassion. Sengoku's voice was amplified countless times, echoing between heaven and earth: "Sea Tiger, Kizaru, you two step back. I'll handle him."
The voice was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable, absolute will.
Kisame and Borsalino exchanged a glance, both seeing a sense of relief in each other's eyes.
Without any hesitation, the two figures flashed and retreated rapidly to the outer perimeter, leaving the main battlefield entirely to the towering golden Buddha.
Facing the Ape God Spear, which carried the power of an entire island and the might of rubber awakening, the golden Buddha slowly raised his golden Buddha palms, which were as large as mountains.
He made no offensive gesture, but simply clasped his hands together in prayer, and the Buddha uttered a grand and compassionate chant that resounded throughout the universe: "Amitabha—"