However, responding to his blustering roar—an attempt to reclaim divine majesty—was...
A very soft, very faint sneer from Shanks, filled with endless irony, pity, and a trace of... insightful sorrow.
"Heh..."
Shanks slowly lowered the arm that had just swung that earth-shattering sword. The dark-red Haki glow on gryphon's blade had not fully dissipated, still flickering like a breath, emitting an awe-inspiring aura that could sever everything.
The wild winds of the battlefield blew past, whipping his iconic red coat with a snapping sound. Yet he remained as motionless as a solitary peak that had weathered ten thousand years of storms and had long since seen through all the world's illusions.
His gaze, cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice, pierced through space and landed directly on Satan Saint's hideous face, which was distorted by rage and pain.
That gaze seemed to have already seen through the other's high-sounding roar—an attempt to maintain divinity—to what lay hidden beneath:
The decaying soul, completely corrupted and numbed by eight hundred years of supreme lust for power;
The pathetic essence, long imprisoned and domesticated by the power of the so-called 'Oracle' and 'national treasure,' having long ago lost the will for independent thought and resistance;
The bone-deep distortion and sin of one who clearly knows they are but a 'prisoner' bound by'shackles,' yet instead becomes obsessed with the identity of a 'jailer' and even considers themselves a 'god'!
The silence lasted only a moment.
Then, Shanks spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but it pierced the heart more than any roar. Every word was like a dagger soaked in ice water and sorrow, stabbing into Satan Saint's already riddled mental defenses:
"Truly..."
Shanks shook his head slightly, the arc of irony and pity at the corner of his mouth deepening slightly:
"Brainwashed... beyond saving, and deeply sinful, Satan Saint."
Before his voice had even faded!
Shanks's figure, standing tall as a pine, once again transformed into a resolute, sharp, and unstoppable red lightning bolt, taking the initiative to launch a pursuit against the 'God'!
This time, he no longer waited, no longer tested! gryphon, held tightly in his hand and infused with Haoshoku Haki that boiled to the extreme and condensed his will of judgment, was no longer just a famous sword!
It seemed to come alive, transforming into a thunderbolt of judgment tearing through the dark sky, a spear of truth piercing through all false disguises! The dark-red Haki flowing on the blade, like a burning, inextinguishable fire of justice, emitted a supreme majesty that severed fate and broke shackles!
Satan Saint was both shocked and enraged!
On that hideous face merged with countless compound eyes, for the first time, an unmistakable look of horror was clearly revealed!
Shanks's posture of defying death and pressing forward step by step, along with the aura emitted by that longsword—which made even his soul feel a stinging threat—gave him an unprecedented sense of crisis!
"Roar—!!!"
He let out an inhuman roar. His remaining four spider legs no longer tried to stabilize his body but instead danced and swept wildly and haphazardly in front of him! At the tips of the legs, spheres of destructive energy, pitch-black as ink and constantly emitting the'sizzling' sound of corroding space, suddenly condensed!
That was his trump card—a conceptual attack containing the most primordial power of curse and annihilation of the Gyuki form!
At the same time, his hideous mouthparts suddenly opened, spitting out a large, translucent, dark-purple spider web that was not physical but seemed woven from countless fine chains of rules!
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