hotmtlnovel Chapter 397 Huangquan, Sunrise
Chapter 397 Huangquan, Sunrise
"Hiyahiyahiya... Did you even summon Kaido's mad dog? Yakumo Shiro, it seems you've obtained some pretty incredible abilities!"
Glancing at the door opened by the Door-Door Fruit, Doflamingo's thoughts paused slightly as a look of surprise and doubt flashed across his eyes, before turning into even more intense madness. Hundreds of beasts were pouring out of it, fighting against the wreaking havoc with the souls.
However, before the other party could finish his words, Yakumo Haku's voice sounded behind him, and Butsu Yuhun's sword light slashed down with the cold air of Huangquan.
Doflamingo hurriedly dodged to the side, but his left shoulder was still cut open with a deep wound that could be seen to the bone. A faint green chill spread along the wound, making him roar in pain - that was the power of the Yomi Nomi, enough to touch the opponent's soul.
On the other side of the battlefield, Jin's flaming blade slashed precisely at the spirit possessor controlling the iron chains. The intense heat instantly softened the chains, and Mori seized the opportunity to unleash his Armament Haki, shattering them as his muscles expanded.
"Thank you." Mori muttered, then smashed his fists into the ground, and the earth and rocks surged, burying several soul-possessed people underground.
"These guys have very strange abilities." Jin's wings flapped, and the flames burned the land where the souls were buried into a charred black. After a brief observation, he seemed to discover the extraordinary side of these guys.
"Flames can corrode, steel can parasitize, and even ordinary lizard forms can evolve into a storm of blades..."
At the same time, Panda's figure moved like a hill in the ruins, and the power of the temperature fruit made the air around him flicker - ice spikes condensed wherever his left hand touched, and orange-red flames ignited wherever his right hand passed.
"Are these things...alive or dead?"
Panda frowned as he watched a spirit possessed by a dark red flame, its pillar of fire corroding the ice beneath his feet. He clashed his fists together, the extreme heat and cold colliding in his palms, erupting into a white steam shockwave that enveloped the spirit possessed.
“Sizzle—”
Dark red flames violently swirled in the steam, and the natural ability protected it from harm, but then a powerful punch was swung, and the soul-possessed figure instantly flew backwards, with many parts of its body disintegrating.
Seeing this, Panda grinned, his body temperature rising sharply, and the steam turned into a scorching heat wave, like a burning chariot. "Unfortunately, in front of my temperature, this trick is not enough."
Not far away, the grown-up monster girls scattered in all directions as soon as they were defeated, setting off a fierce frenzy on the collapsed ruins. Their primitive and wild power and almost instinctive fighting stunned the revolutionary army for a moment, but made Hancock and others feel a lot more at ease.
"I'm sorry we're late. Please leave the battlefield to us, everyone. As Lord Yakumo's sharpest sword, we will tear even the immortals apart!"
Zeno's agile figure flashed past Yaoye, and the claws condensed with the color of armed instantly pierced the body of a soul possessed person. Then Arya flapped her wings, raised a gust of wind blades, and instantly cut the guy who was wriggling and recovering in front of her into pieces.
On the other side, Blaine and Caroline rushed to the location of Hiyori and Hancock respectively. Spider shadows and snake shadows intertwined on the battlefield, forming an indestructible line of defense together with Cecilia and others.
The attacks from the monster girls were as fierce as a storm, and the arrival of the Flying Six changed the entire battle situation. Although the immortality of the soul possessors was still a problem, the influx of this power was obviously enough to curb the destruction and killing of these guys, giving the revolutionary army room to breathe.
Seeing this scene, a hint of gloom flashed across Doflamingo's eyes.
"At this point, do you still have time to be distracted? It seems I'm still being underestimated~"
Lightning cut through the air, and the demon sword tore the silk thread. Under the absolute suppression of strength, Doflamingo flew backwards again, crashing through the ruins along the way, leaving behind deep ravines, and finally stopped at the edge of the increasingly approaching birdcage.
Standing up silently, his broken body gradually healed as the black energy dissipated, Doflamingo looked up at Yakumo Shiro who was approaching, frowning and saying,
"Don't be too proud, Yakumo Haku, not everyone has Conqueror's Haki like you, let alone use it in actual combat!
With our immortal bodies, we can drag it on indefinitely, but behind the gate of the abyss there are even more powerful souls struggling to break free!
Time is on my side, and Dressrosa will become history today!"
Hearing this, Yakumo Bai looked up at the black gate that was still hanging in the sky. It looked like a black hole, and the light around it became very dim.
After releasing those souls, it fell into silence, but it did not disappear, as if there was a pair of eyes observing the situation here through the door.
That’s right, this is another layer of truth that has been hidden. The so-called Knights of God are nothing more than “slaves of God” who are slightly more advanced than ordinary Celestial Dragons. To some extent, they are even more miserable, because they cannot even choose death, and can only mortgage their souls to the devil in exchange for a contract of immortality!
Although I don’t know what is behind this, is it really untouchable and unbreakable?
Perhaps that wasn't the case. As long as it hadn't transcended the rules of this world, there would always be loopholes. Unfortunately, today it was facing an existence that transcended the rules of the world—
"Thanks for the reminder, Flamingo. Although it's just a guess, I think I can still clean up some of the garbage as long as my ability allows."
As he spoke, the shadows beneath Yakumo Shiro's feet suddenly came alive, extending in front of Doflamingo at a speed barely visible to the naked eye. They flowed and transformed, quickly forming chains that bound him tightly.
At the same time, Yakumo Bai suddenly appeared on the top of the birdcage. From this position, he could easily overlook the entire battlefield.
What can be found is that with the addition of the fighting power of hundreds of beasts, the souls that possessed the revolutionary soldiers and took advantage of them to wreak havoc were finally stopped, and even suppressed.
No matter how these souls are controlled and used as weapons in battle, as long as they are still souls, they will inevitably be unable to escape the limitations of the soul.
This is how the world works.
So, what are the limitations?
Without paying any more attention to Doflamingo, Yaga, wearing a black haori, appeared beside Yakumo Shiro. As the Butsu-myouhun gradually lit up with a faint green light, a nine-tailed fox in the form of a soul slowly stretched its tail as the cold air of the Yomi Fruit spread.
"All souls have a destination they cannot escape, and that is Huangquan~"
The low voice seemed to come from the underworld. As the nine-tailed fox howled to the sky, invisible ripples spread.
The bone-chilling breath from the underworld quietly echoed throughout Dressrosa, seemingly breaking through the quadrant between life and death, allowing people to see the dark side of the world.
The raging soul possessors suddenly froze, and a thick black mist filled their bodies and swirled violently, as if an invisible hand had grabbed the mark in their souls.
"ah --!"
The soul possessed who controlled the dark red flame let out a shrill scream. The flame in his palm suddenly backfired, burning his arm to charcoal.
Under the pull of the power of the underworld, the soul of the divine rider began to uncontrollably separate from the host's body, and a painful and distorted human face vaguely emerged in the black fog.
"How can it be……"
Saint Somazi's heart tightened as he watched this scene. He could clearly feel the power of the contracts that shared his origins crumbling. The aura of the underworld was like the sharpest knife, severing the connection between his soul and the world one by one!
As Yakumo Bai's domineering aura erupted immediately afterwards, it suppressed the souls that were about to leave their bodies.
Under the influence of the dual forces, the black mist in the soul-possessed person's body was like boiling water, breaking through the constraints of the skin one after another and condensing into twisted human shapes in the air.
"No! Go back! Go back!" Doflamingo roared, trying to use silk threads to press these souls back into their bodies, but he was bound by the shadows and could not break free for a while.
But at this moment, the phantom room, which had been suspended in mid-air, suddenly twisted violently, and a darkness even thicker than before surged out from it. Dozens of chains like ancient tree roots suddenly broke through the air.
The chains were covered with tumor-like suction cups, and the barbs at the ends flashed scarlet light—they were a summons from the “Illusionary Room,” the ultimate means of recovering lost souls.
The chains, like living serpents, precisely entangled each drifting soul. Suction cups clung tightly to the black mist, their barbs piercing the depths of the soul with a teeth-grinding grinding sound. Souls struggled frantically in excruciating pain, only to be dragged slowly by the chains toward the rift in space.
“Sizzle—!”
A chain suddenly changed direction, wrapping around Doflamingo's ankle like a snake. The suction cups instantly pierced his skin, and an icy force spread through his blood, as if to forcibly pull his soul from his body.
"Hey! Wait!" Doflamingo sensed something was wrong and began to struggle hard, frantically urging the silk thread to cut the chain, but he could only leave shallow white marks on the surface of the chain.
At the same time, another chain was wrapped around Saint Somaz, allowing him to unleash the thorn fruit to the extreme, but he was nailed tightly by the barbs on the chain. Every struggle made the barbs penetrate deeper.
On the battlefield, everyone was shocked by this sudden change and temporarily stopped fighting. During this time, Quinn tried to pierce the chains with lasers, but it was useless even when the barrels heated up. "What is this thing made of?"
"Keng——"
When Jin's flaming sword slashed on the chain, it only set off a string of sparks.
"They are dragging these guys' souls..." Dorag's eyes were serious. "Hey, Yakumo Shiro, these chains..."
Yakumo Haku didn't respond. He was concentrating on staring at the souls being pulled by the chains. One of the black mists was particularly thick, and an old human face could be vaguely seen floating in the mist.
"It's now!"
Suddenly, Yakumo Shiro moved. The Thunder Fruit transformed into a flash of lightning, instantly appearing near the soul. With his left hand, he activated the Soul-Soul Fruit, slicing out a strand of his own soul to act as a barrier, temporarily blocking the drag of the chain. With his right hand, he gathered the power of the Yomi Fruit, forming claws from his five fingers, and precisely pierced the densest core of the black mist.
"Leave me alone!"
A cold force far exceeding the previous one burst out from the fingertips, and the soul roared silently in severe pain.
Yakumo Bai's fingertips slid along the lines of the soul, dragging out a part of the black mist. Ye Jia beside him was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and with an amazing reaction, he wrapped it with the cold air of the underworld.
“Hurrah!”
The chains seemed enraged, contracting at an accelerated rate. Using this force, Yakumo Haku retreated like an arrow, avoiding the blockade of several chains.
As the last soul was dragged by the chains and disappeared into the crack, the chains wrapped around Doflamingo and Saint Somaz were slowly retracted.
The pitch-black door slowly closed like a tired beast, leaving only a cold breath and a faint smell of blood in the air.
The birdcage lost Doflamingo's control and began to slowly dissipate, and the pure black threads turned into light spots flying in the air.
The battlefield fell into deathly silence.
The possessed soldiers had been completely destroyed, all their value had been squeezed out; the surviving civilians hugged the bodies of their loved ones and let out suppressed tears; while Yao Ye and others stood in the ruins, looking at the closed door with complicated expressions.
"The phantom room, that should be it, right..."
Yakumo Shiro looked down at the part of the soul bound by the cold air. No matter how it struggled, it could not escape the gravity of Huangquan. Although it was only a small part, it might be the key to unlocking the secret of the "Phantom Room".
"Thank you for your help, Yakumo Shiro. Although we suffered heavy losses, we managed to hold this place."
With visible fatigue and depression on his face, Dorag walked forward and looked at the revolutionary soldiers who were supporting each other in the ruins, his voice heavy.
"Get ready for the coming storm, Drago. The future of the Revolutionary Army is far more than this.
Before the final outcome arrives, you and I both need to be on guard!"
Hearing this, Yakumo Bai nodded and temporarily sealed the soul fragment in his hand into the toy he made.
After going through the baptism of the entire night, despite the twists and turns, it still stands here. Yakumo Haku is looking forward to the sunrise more and more - the sky in the distance is already turning pale, the night is about to pass, and the sun is about to come!