Chapter 240 Swords Drawn and Confrontation
Chapter 240 Swords Drawn and Confrontation
In that instant, an immense and unparalleled Conqueror's Haki surged forth from his robust body like a raging tide, then coiled tightly around the sword like a nimble dragon.
As this powerful force emerged, the surrounding air seemed to be violently stirred and churned.
"call……"
Immediately afterwards, Rayleigh gently exhaled a breath of stale air, and his eyes, which were already as sharp as a hawk's, now shone even brighter.
At the same time, his legs were slightly bent, presenting a poised and ready-to-attack stance. His movements were fluid and seamless, like those of a seasoned master.
Upon seeing this, Aini's lips involuntarily curled up slightly, revealing an undisguised expression of admiration.
Admittedly, Rayleigh is no longer young, but as the saying goes, old ginger is spicier. Although he is getting older, he is still vigorous and his vigor is as strong as ever.
One can get a glimpse of his terrifying strength at this moment: the overwhelming Conqueror's Haki and the hard Armament Haki covering his body both demonstrate the unfathomable power of this legendary figure.
Even more terrifying is that Rayleigh has not yet actually wielded his sword, yet his entire body is already radiating an extremely sharp sword intent.
This sword intent was so tangible that it permeated every inch of space, making people feel immense pressure, like Mount Tai crushing an egg, simply by standing nearby.
Without a doubt, such a terrifying aura and pressure alone are enough to prove just how terrifying Rayleigh's strength is!
Great swordsman.
An absolute master swordsman.
With this great swordsmanship and terrifying Conqueror's Haki alone, there are very few people in the world who can rival him.
Tsk tsk....
Aini suddenly let out a strange laugh, a laugh that seemed to come from the deepest hell, sending chills down one's spine. At that moment, a brand new idea flashed through his mind like lightning.
Think of Rayleigh, Whitebeard, Shiki, Red Earl, and the legendary Marine hero Garp. Although time has left its deep marks on them, they remain as formidable as ever, their strength undiminished. Each one of them is a being who could make the world tremble with a mere stomp of their foot!
That's right! These old guys are all arrogant and proud; it's a pipe dream to expect them to submit willingly.
However, Enni possesses a secret weapon that no one else has—an artificial Devil Fruit!
Especially when paired with that amazing Paramecia-type - the Dumpling Fruit!
It will definitely have a miraculous effect.
Of course, for powerful figures like Whitebeard and Shiki who possess their own Devil Fruit abilities, this Paramecia-type - Dumpling Fruit ability is useless against them.
However, even powerful individuals like Rayleigh and Garp, who have no Devil Fruit abilities whatsoever, can be controlled by the Dumpling Fruit.
Are you afraid it will run away?
At that time, these legendary figures will transform into an unparalleled force in Aini's hands. They will be like sharp blades hidden in the darkness, ready to strike and kill without hesitation.
When the situation becomes deadlocked, this surprise force will be like a surging torrent, breaking through the enemy's defenses with overwhelming force and delivering a fatal blow at the critical moment!
At this thought, a greedy and almost insane light involuntarily flashed in Aini's eyes, a light as intense as a burning flame, as if it wanted to burn everything in front of him to ashes.
He seemed to have seen through the thick fog and clearly glimpsed his glorious moment of ruling the world and dominating the land.
Red Earl, the powerful figure with mysterious abilities; Jinbe, the overlord of the ocean; Wakatsuki Hunter, whose whereabouts are elusive yet terrifying; and that enormous warship, like a mobile steel fortress; and that heavy drinker who seems unrestrained but actually harbors hidden schemes; the Evil King, ruthless and chilling; Douglas Barrett, whose strength is unfathomable, like a demon god descended to earth.
In addition, there's Garp, a naval hero, and Cyborg Kong, whose power is second only to the Five Elders.
With such a stellar lineup gathered together, who in the world could possibly stop their advance?
Even those highly skilled masters who consider themselves exceptional would probably have no choice but to flee in the face of such a terrifying combination!
......
"what..."
In the distance, Basil Hawkins stood quietly.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something unusual. His brows furrowed slightly, and then he quickly pulled out a mysterious tarot deck from his pocket.
He skillfully began shuffling and cutting the cards, then stared intently at the cards in his hand, muttering to himself as if he were having a silent conversation with some unknown force.
As time ticked by, Basil Hawkins' initially calm expression gradually turned serious.
A fine sheen of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on the tarot card that represented fate. When he finally turned over the last card, he froze, his eyes widening like saucers, his face filled with disbelief.
"This...how is this possible?"
He muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly from shock.
The cards actually showed a 100% kill rate and a 100% survival rate! This astonishing result was completely unacceptable to Basil Hawkins, as he had never encountered such a situation before.
However, despite his doubts and surprise, Basil Hawkins did not give up easily.
He took a deep breath, steadied himself, and decided to perform another divination, hoping to find a reasonable explanation or discover the hidden clues. So, he reshuffled and cut the cards, fully immersing himself in this battle against fate.
However, no matter how hard he tried or how many times he calculated, the result remained the same—a 100% defeat rate and a 100% survival rate!
This unbelievable result was like a curse, tightly binding Basil Hawkins' mind, leaving him completely baffled.
What exactly caused this situation?
Is there really a powerful force that can overturn all predictions?
Basil Hawkins fell into deep thought...
......
Having made his decision, Aini placed his hand on the hilt of the Autumn Water Blade. He then slowly drew the Autumn Water Blade, a surge of sword intent erupting from his body.
And they successfully confronted Raleigh.
Clearly, their sword intent was similar, and even their achievements in swordsmanship were comparable.
However, don't forget that Aini has a trump card that others don't.
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