kvmb Chapter 308: Shanks' Wrath, A Mighty Force Tears Through the Heavens
Chapter 308: Shanks' Wrath, A Mighty Force Tears Through the Heavens
Dead silence.
Shanks remained frozen in place.
The hand that had been gripping Chen Ye's collar lost its strength and slipped away.
My mind went completely blank.
Figaland Garin Saint.
He knew that name all too well.
The Celestial Dragons among the Celestial Dragons, as described in top-secret intelligence files, are gods high in the clouds, beings capable of judging the Celestial Dragons.
Father?
The killer?
Shanks' neck cracked as he slowly, inch by inch, turned his head with difficulty.
Slow movements.
With heartbreaking prayers.
He looked at his mother.
He looked at the woman he had just reunited with, who was now trembling with fear.
The majesty of a Yonko and the sharpness of a swordsman were gone from his eyes.
Only one lost child remained, gazing at his only remaining relative before falling into the abyss.
"Mother……"
Shanks' voice was hoarse, each word strained against his throat.
"He's lying to me... right?"
He twitched his lips, a smile that looked more like a grimace.
That's your husband.
That was my...father.
Each word was forced out of his throat.
The mother looked at her son.
He is afraid.
Countless steel needles pierced Shanks' mother's heart.
She didn't want to admit it.
She wanted to lie.
She wanted to say, yes, that was a lie, the killer was an unknown pirate, a scumbag marine.
As long as it's not that particular person.
As long as the son is not burdened with the shackles of patricide.
However, Shanks' eyes were shattered, and Chenye's gaze was so cold.
She can't.
A lie is easily exposed when confronted with the truth.
Under Shanks's desperate gaze.
Shanks' mother was in tears.
She closed her eyes in pain, exhausted all her strength, and slowly nodded her head.
boom!
He nodded.
It shattered Shanks' last glimmer of hope.
It also shattered the dam called "reason".
The world collapsed.
The light in Shanks' eyes went out.
The crimson hue of hell surged up, filling my eyes.
"What?"
Shanks lowered his head.
His shoulders began to tremble.
From slight tremors to violent spasms.
"How dare he..."
"How dare he!"
His violent emotions were slowly consuming him.
This is not anger.
This is betrayal, a disgusting collapse of ethics, and a profound pain for the mother's suffering.
Which man?
The man who gave him half of his blood.
The man who should have been his mother's support.
A devil who personally pushed his mother into hell!
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
Shanks suddenly looked up.
The veins on his neck bulged out, twisting and turning like snakes.
His eyes were bloodshot, and blood was gushing from the corners of his eyes.
"How dare you!"
This roar was not a human voice.
It is the desperate roar of a wild beast, the stormy howl of a deep-sea monster.
next second.
God, collapsed.
Rumble!
The dark red energy, centered on Shanks, erupted without restraint, destroying everything in its path.
Conqueror's Haki.
The king's qualities.
At this moment, what erupted from his body was the strongest Conqueror's Haki.
Standing at the pinnacle of the world.
Pure catharsis.
Pure killing intent.
Pure destruction.
"Snap!"
The earth cracked open instantly.
Thousands upon thousands of crimson lightning bolts transformed into a raging black dragon, coiling around Shanks and wreaking havoc across the entire island.
Crackling sounds!
Above the island.
The thick clouds were torn apart by a brute force, forming a huge, swirling hole.
Shanks' will alone forcibly distorted the celestial phenomena!
"Splash!"
The seawater surrounding the island was compressed by an overwhelming force, surging upwards.
A hundred-meter-high wall of water rose from the ground, blocking out the moonlight and surrounding the entire island.
The banquet scene.
Disaster struck.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The mountain of barrels of wine burst open instantly, splashing the liquid everywhere, which evaporated in the high temperature before it even hit the ground.
The huge bonfire was extinguished by the gale, leaving only sparks flying everywhere, like embers of the apocalypse.
"Forehead……"
"Thump!"
No doubt about it.
Apart from the few monsters at the top of the pyramid.
The crew of the Red-Haired Pirates.
A member of the Whitebeard Pirates' squad.
Even New World pirates with bounties exceeding 100 million are no different from ants in the face of this raging Conqueror's Haki.
They didn't even have time to show a look of horror.
His eyes rolled back.
Foaming at the mouth.
They instantly lost consciousness and collapsed in droves.
The banquet hall, which was noisy just seconds ago, is now filled with unconscious people lying on the ground.
Only a handful were still standing.
"Hmm!"
Ben Beckman grunted.
This "strongest vice emperor" was actually forced back two steps by this shockwave.
His trench coat fluttered loudly, and the cigarette in his mouth was instantly pulverized by his domineering aura.
"What's wrong with Shanks...?"
Beckman's pupils contracted sharply.
He had to muster all his Armament Haki to cover his body and withstand the tsunami-like pressure.
He had seen Shanks angry, and he had seen Shanks fight.
But he had never seen Shanks like this before.
This violence was completely out of control, filled with a destructive urge, and aimed to drag the entire world into hell.
"Shanks... what's wrong with you...?"
Beckman gritted his teeth, staring intently at the figure in the eye of the storm.
the other side.
"Gurgle...cough cough..."
Edward Newgate, the white-bearded man, squinted.
The Supreme Grade Sword "Murakumogiri" in his hand slammed heavily onto the ground.
hum!
A transparent ripple of vibration spread from the tip of the blade, forming a barrier that blocked the shockwave.
"This kid..."
For the first time, a serious look appeared in the white-bearded man's eyes as he stared at the red-haired man whose body was wrapped in red and black lightning.
"He's always smiling, like a fool."
"When he goes crazy, he actually has this kind of spirit..."
"Roger... the successor you chose is indeed a monster."
Marco's arms transformed into golden flame wings, which he held up in front of him to protect the nurse behind him.
His forehead was covered in cold sweat.
"Hey... isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?"
"This domineering aura... is even more outrageous than when Dad's angry!"
Joz's entire body turned into diamond, and Vista drew his twin swords.
Everyone was on high alert.
This domineering aura is a tangible form of spiritual pressure.
The sadness and anger contained within are so intense that they cause heartache and difficulty breathing in anyone who is sober.
But at the eye of the storm.
Shanks remained in the position of roaring to the sky.
His hair was flying wildly.
The famous sword "Griffin" was already in its sheath, but the sword energy overflowing from it sliced the rocks beneath his feet into neat powder.
His reason was burning.
Everything in my field of vision was blood red.
Kill him.
Kill him.
Go to Mary Geoise.
Smash that altar.
Cut off that man's head.
The urge to kill grew wildly, filling his mind like poisonous weeds.
"Whoosh—whoosh—"
Shanks was panting heavily.
With each breath, it exhaled a visible red wave of air.
He slowly lowered his head.
Those crimson eyes were unfocused, filled only with destruction.
Just then.
A figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision.
Chen Ye.
He was standing less than five meters away from Shanks.
In the eye of this storm, where even rocks are crushed.
Chen Ye, however, was an outsider.
His clothes fluttered in the strong wind, and his black hair danced in the air.
But he himself remained as steady as Mount Tai.
He just stood there, letting the overwhelming Haki that was enough to stun a lieutenant general wash over his body, without even flinching.
He watched Shanks go berserk.
Looking at this Yonko, whose power was fueled by hatred.
Chen Ye's expression showed neither fear nor pity.
in contrast.
The corners of his mouth slowly curved upwards.
That smile is the satisfaction an artist feels when their work is finished, or the appreciation a chess player feels when their pieces awaken.
Chen Ye raised his hand and flicked a piece of gravel that was flying towards him away with his fingertips.
He looked into Shanks' murderous eyes and spoke softly.
The sound wasn't loud.
Yet it clearly pierced through the raging storm and reached Shanks' ears.
"Be angry, Shanks."
"Remember this feeling."
"The pain of tearing everything apart, the hatred of destroying the world."
Chen Ye opened his arms and embraced the sky full of red and black lightning.
"This is what revenge should look like."
"Go."
"Let this anger burn even brighter."
"Until the fire of Mary Geoise is lit as well."
Shanks stared intently at Chen Ye.
A low growl came from his throat.
Reason was screaming; Chen Ye was using him, turning him into a knife.
But emotions are roaring.
He's determined to take this knife.
As long as we can cut off Garin's head.
Even if it means becoming a demon, even if it means making a deal with the devil.
He... would stop at nothing!
boom!
His domineering aura surged once again.
The entire island, in its extreme rage, let out a painful wail.