"Boom…"
The two raging slashes collided midair.
Violent sword energy surged through the atmosphere, sweeping outward at terrifying speed…
Wherever it passed, everything was torn apart by the razor-sharp force!
Dust filled the sky.
The aftermath of the clash churned violently across the ground, lifting shattered debris torn apart by sword energy into the air…
Sand and stones flew wildly—
Completely obscuring everyone's vision.
"Whoosh—"
An afterimage flashed.
The dense smoke was shattered apart as Lucas burst through it, his entire body wrapped in golden sword light, transforming into a blazing streak of gold.
At the sa ti, his figure shot upward at incredible speed, reaching hundreds of ters into the sky in an instant.
Standing in midair—
Looking down upon Mihawk below, Lucas let out a savage grin, gripping the magnificent sword with both hands as he raised it high above his head…
"Buzz—buzz—buzz—"
The blade trembled violently.
Endless golden sword light surged forth, gathering and condensing into sothing almost tangible.
The winds howled, the clouds churned—
Even the heavens roared as streaks of lightning exploded across the sky.
Faintly—
They coiled around Lucas, enveloping him within.
"Mihawk…"
"Today… is the day you fall from your throne!"
Lucas roared as the sword energy around him surged faster and faster—
Countless streams of sword energy converged toward Durandal.
As more and more power gathered—
The blade was engulfed in gold, rapidly expanding outward…
In the blink of an eye—
It had transford into a colossal golden holy sword over a hundred ters in length!
"Golden Judgnt!"
The golden holy sword descended at blinding speed.
Ferocious thunder dragons coiled around its blade.
The terrifying sharpness tore the space below into countless fragnts!
An unstoppable force—
As if it would annihilate everything in its path!
Beneath the golden holy sword—
Mihawk raised his head, staring at the descending Durandal as his pupils contracted sharply.
This power…
He could clearly feel it—the strength contained within that golden blade!
It was a force—
One that demanded his full power!
And even…
He could sense that within that holy sword, there was an even more terrifying power—
One that had yet to be unleashed!
Otherwise…
Even he would have little confidence in withstanding it!
However—
"That's more like it…"
A faint smile curved across Mihawk's lips as battle intent surged within him.
Gripping the black blade Yoru, a pitch-black sword aura rose violently like an endless abyss.
Dense sword energy gathered continuously—
Dark strands of energy surged around him, causing his presence to climb even higher!
"Buzz—buzz—buzz—"
Raising the black blade high above his head, Mihawk let out a low shout:
"One-Sword Style Secret Art!"
The endlessly rising dark aura condensed onto the blade in his hand—
And behind him—
Within the abyss-like darkness—
A towering demonic figure began to take shape.
Countless strands of black lightning crackled, wrapping around the demon's body.
A colossal figure over a hundred ters tall—
Shrouded entirely in darkness—
Its crimson demonic eyes burned with boundless fury.
An aura of destruction surged and churned, black energy forming violent currents that spread outward, crushing everything into ruins!
The dark power climbed to its peak—
The demonic figure beca more and more solid, as if it truly existed.
Between heaven and earth—
A pitch-black chain extended outward, stretching for thousands of ters from the demon's grasp.
"One slash…"
"God Burial!"
A cold, abyss-like voice echoed from Mihawk's lips.
The mont his words fell—
The very heavens trembled.
The massive black chain in the demon's hand ca crashing down.
The atmosphere shattered—
Space itself collapsed!
Waves of violent energy surged outward, crushing everything in their path!
"Buzz—buzz—buzz—"
The golden holy sword descended from the heavens—
Below, the abyss-like black chain was hurled forward by the demonic figure—
Two devastating attacks—
Crossed thousands of ters in an instant, sweeping everything into their path!
"BOOOOM—!"
A deafening explosion erupted like thunder, roaring across Split Fang Island, echoing in the ears of every swordsman present!
The collision of the two overwhelming forces created shockwaves that spread wildly outward—
Layer upon layer of energy surged and rolled.
In that instant—
The entire world lost all color.
Only gold…
And black remained.
Intertwining—
Like the very essence of the world itself.
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