"Redfield..." Sengoku said as well, his expression turning serious as he glanced at Redfield.
Redfield and Sengoku were old rivals.
The two had clashed in a great battle before. In the end, Redfield had defeated Sengoku, who had been Admiral at the ti. It was only because Redfield had exhausted all his stamina afterward that Garp was able to capture him and throw him into Impel Down.
And on top of that, both of them were masters of hand-to-hand combat.
But right now, Sengoku had no ti to bother with Redfield.
His face was grim as he stared at the Planetary Devastation in the sky, which was continuously radiating terrifying gravitational force.
"Everyone, attack together and destroy that thing. Otherwise, the Army's elite forces will be completely wiped out!" Sengoku said solemnly.
Behind him stood Momousagi, Chaton, and many masked CP0 experts.
Hearing his words, they all nodded seriously.
"Sengoku, that Army Admiral, Momousagi, Chaton, and CP0... I wonder if they'll be able to break my Planetary Devastation."
Rosinante made no move to stop them.
Instead, he simply watched the World Governnt's actions as if he were enjoying a show.
"Iron Fist...!" Sengoku roared.
"Command Slash!" Purple Steed shouted.
"Konpira!" Momousagi called out.
"...!"
Sengoku and the others each unleashed their own ultimate moves, all striking toward the Planetary Devastation in the sky.
Whether it was Sengoku, Purple Steed, Momousagi, Chaton, or the others, every one of them possessed strength at least at the Admiral level or close to it.
Their attacks were all imnsely powerful.
Under the barrage of those crushing blows, thunderous explosions continuously erupted from the surface of Planetary Devastation.
Boom after boom rang out as violent detonations shook the air, kicking up waves of dust and debris.
But when the noise finally subsided, everyone saw that although Planetary Devastation had been blasted into a battered, tattered state, it rapidly restored itself under the pull of its overwhelming gravity.
And worse still, Sengoku and the others' attacks had all been absorbed by Planetary Devastation.
The only real effect they had produced was killing the Army soldiers who had already been buried inside the sphere.
By this point, Planetary Devastation's pull on the ground had grown even stronger.
Even the ground beneath Sengoku and the others' feet was being torn away and dragged upward. Chunks of earth and stone were ripped loose, causing them all to stagger and be lifted as the terrain around them broke apart.
"How is this possible? All of our combined attacks did nothing?!" Momousagi cried out in shock.
At the sa ti, she leapt away from where she had been standing to avoid being dragged into Planetary Devastation. Sengoku and the others also jumped back one after another, staring in astonishnt at the monstrous sphere in the sky.
"It seems the power system of that other world is no simple thing," one of the Five Elders said darkly as he watched the footage of Sengoku and the others failing to destroy the sphere.
"We should act now. We can't let it keep wreaking havoc like this. If the Army suffers too many losses, who's left to wear down Rosinante's stamina?"
"Not yet. At this level, Sengoku still has a way to deal with it," another of the Five Elders said calmly.
"This is a gravitational body. Unless we destroy the gravitational core at its center, this ability can't be broken," Purple Steed said in a deep voice.
"If we want to resolve this problem, there are only two options: either eliminate the ability's user, or destroy the core of the sphere. Otherwise, even we'll be in danger," one of the CP0 agents said coldly.
"Rosinante isn't soone we can take down in a short ti. Everyone attack at once. Focus all your power on a single point and destroy the sphere's core!" Sengoku said.
"Alright!" everyone answered in unison.
"One... two... three!" Sengoku shouted.
The mont his voice fell, they all attacked simultaneously.
Punch force.
Sword beams from master swordsn.
Devil Fruit abilities.
All of them struck the exact sa point on Planetary Devastation.
Sengoku was still Sengoku.
And with Purple Steed, Momousagi, and the other top experts all focusing their attacks on a single point, the combined power was terrifying.
That concentrated burst of force pierced straight through the now enormous sphere.
Planetary Devastation was penetrated.
And just as Momousagi and the others showed a flicker of joy—
A terrifying gravitational force, greater than anything before, suddenly erupted from within Planetary Devastation.
The overwhelming pull instantly dragged Sengoku and the others violently upward, slamming them onto the sphere.
Then, massive chunks of earth and stone were sucked upward at terrifying speed.
In just a few dozen seconds, the gigantic sphere in the sky swelled to several tis its previous size.
"Congratulations. You finally managed to break my Planetary Devastation. But once the seal is broken, the power is no longer under control. I just hope... you all survive," Rosinante said with a smile.
Rosinante's Planetary Devastation was built around a core of imnse gravitational force drawn from deep within the earth, then fused together with sealing techniques and Sage Art to create this secret technique.
Purple Steed had been right.
That tiny black sphere at the center was the core of the technique.
Once that black core was destroyed, the technique itself could no longer continue operating.
But at the sa ti, that black sphere was also the seal suppressing the imnse gravitational force inside.
So yes, once it was destroyed, the technique was broken and could no longer keep functioning.
But it also ant that the trendous gravitational force sealed within was released all at once.
As that massive gravitational force went berserk, it produced an unparalleled pull.
Caught completely off guard, Sengoku and the others were instantly dragged onto the surface of the sphere by that overbearing force.
At the sa ti, chunks of stone, slabs of earth, and even soldiers were sucked upward one after another, wrapping around them layer after layer.
User Comments
0 comments from readers