Shadow Alucard was a state of chaos where Alucard completely abandoned the refined fighting style of a vampire. To put it simply, it was a state of mindless ultimate spamming, a constant eruption of diverse finishing moves without any of the finesse or technique typical of his combat style.
In a duel between masters, such a state would be riddled with fatal openings. However, for a massacre, it was unexpectedly effective, hardly inferior to the destructive power of Jormungandr or the True Ancestor Baskerville.
"More-More: Tenfold Great Eruption!"
Alucard combined the More-More Fruit with the Magma-Magma Fruit, two fruits with extre offensive power. As he swung his arms, they resembled a wild dance of fire dragons, sending the surrounding Governnt soldiers into a panicked retreat.
"He’s a monster!"
Yako gritted his teeth in hatred. His proficiency with flight armor was no less than Aranea’s, and thanks to the vastness of the sky, he was able to dodge Alucard’s attacks with relative ease.
But it was a different story for the other aerial units and the ground troops. They were being mowed down like grass, forced to watch helplessly as Alucard reaped their lives.
BOOM!!!
The two flailing magma arms slamd into buildings, sending the local residents of Water 7 fleeing in terror toward other parts of the city.
"No matter what, you’re still a Devil Fruit user, aren’t you?"
Yako steeled his resolve and pulled a pitch-black dagger from beneath his Justice mantle. The aura of Seastone emanating from it confird it was forged from the specialized ore.
In the eyes of a master like Yako, whose strength surpassed a Vice Admiral and neared that of an Admiral, Alucard was currently covered in openings. One opening was all he needed to pierce the heart and end his life.
But the problem was, he simply couldn’t get close. The openings were there, but Alucard’s attacks were so violent and chaotic that before Yako could even reach him, he’d likely be pulverized by a stray technique.
Gripping his custom Seastone dagger, Yako spotted several openings in a short span because Alucard’s movents were so broad and unrefined. Yet, he hesitated, raising and lowering his weapon repeatedly.
No, it’s impossible!
That was the harsh reality. Spotting an opening was one thing; hitting it was another. The gap in their levels was simply too vast.
"Shut up!"
Alucard barked again. While the surrounding soldiers scrambled away, they felt a wave of confusion. Since transforming into that ghostly state, Alucard had said the word "shut up" more than three tis. Who exactly was he talking to?
With the tenfold enhancent of the More-More Fruit, the souls of World and Sakazuki within the Soul of the River Styx were rioting so violently that Alucard was forced to divert his attention. The splitting headache only added to the danger of this mode.
"Forget it. Let’s not take this too far."
Alucard ceased his attacks. Just as everyone wondered what he was up to, his presence suddenly skyrocketed.
An overwhelming sense of danger flooded Yako’s mind. He scread to his dozens of subordinates, "Quick! Full power! Ascend! Now!"
As he finished, Yako himself shot into the sky at maximum speed. The other aerial soldiers followed suit, realizing sothing catastrophic was coming.
"More-More: Fiftyfold... Ryusei Kazan!"
Shadow Alucard turned both palms upward. Crimson shadows flashed, soaring into the clouds. After about ten seconds, the sky turned a deep, blood red as the clouds began to rain destruction.
"W-What is that?!"
From over five hundred ters up, Yako and his n watched as massive, flaming fist-shaped teors, each over half a mile in diater and swathed in scalding magma, fell from the heavens.
"Is this guy trying to destroy all of Water 7?!" the Governnt commander roared.
Over where Aranea had intercepted the agents escorting Iceburg, everyone froze, staring at the distant "teor shower." The ground shook with rhythmic thuds, making it feel as though the island itself was about to collapse.
Back on the ground, Alucard had returned to his normal appearance. Like everyone else, he was standing amidst the bombardnt of Ryusei Kazan.
Yet, his face remained calm. He muttered to himself, "What an unpleasant way to fight. This kind of battle..."
After only ten minutes, the souls of the ability users in the River Styx were making his head throb. The core issue was his low developnt with the Soul of the River Styx as it was only LV1, whereas his River of Death had long reached LV4 or higher, making the latter far more instinctive to use.
The fact that the River Styx remained at LV1 after several years wasn’t due to a lack of effort. It was because his power had already reached the absolute peak of this world.
Unlike the past, where clashing with Zephyr or Whitebeard would cause his experience to skyrocket like a cheat code, killing them now barely nudged his progress bar. The higher the level, the slower the growth, that was the law of this world.
The fiftyfold mass of the Ryusei Kazan teors hamred the earth, feeling as though it would sink Water 7. After half a minute of bombardnt, the tremors finally subsided.
Residents who had been hiding under tables crawled out, and once they confird the ground was stable, cries broke out one after another.
Standing with Aranea against the Governnt agents, Robin’s delicate fra trembled. "Is this... the strongest power in the world?"
"That’s why I told you not to cross the Captain," Aranea said with an "I’m telling you for your own good" expression. She reached out toward the agents holding Iceburg. "Now, if you please, hand over the blueprints."
The group holding Iceburg was indeed terrified by the display of Alucard’s power. Hearing Aranea’s words, they broke into a cold sweat, paralyzed with indecision. In truth, they hadn’t even secured the blueprints yet and were just about to begin interrogating Iceburg.
"Hold it!"
Suddenly, an intruder burst in. Everyone turned to see a man wearing sunglasses, with bulging forearms and his underwear worn over his trousers... a complete pervert.
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