allendalepharm Chapter 220 The Angel of Death Warns, Seeking the Underworld
Chapter 220 The Angel of Death Warns, Seeking the Underworld
Chapter 220 The Angel of Death Warns, Seeking the Underworld
The arrival of the angel of death stirred up a ripple of overwhelming blood.
Rob Lucci, the Master who had just been pulled back from the abyss of endless humiliation by death itself, slowly rose from the cold ground.
His movements were somewhat stiff, as if he was still not used to his body that had just emerged from numbness.
But his once lifeless eyes now burned with a cold flame.
That was the fire of nothingness, which burned away all old beliefs and constraints, leaving only the purest desire for revenge.
He didn't look at the supreme embodiment of death behind him, nor did he try to comfort his CP9 comrades who were still in shock.
His gaze, like the most precise navigation system, locked onto the deepest part of the palace, one of the sources that had cast him and his companions into hell.
That was the direction of Garin Saint's Figaland family palace.
"Let's go." Lucci's voice was hoarse and calm, yet contained a chilling resolve.
He took a step, and Azrael followed closely behind like his silent shadow.
The dense shadows, representing the concept of death, naturally spread out from them, like a moving realm of death.
The revenge has begun.
They walked through the magnificent carpeted corridors of Mary Geoise, adorned with world-famous paintings.
Any Celestial Dragon guards who dared to obstruct them, or even those who merely appeared in their field of vision, were instantly killed upon seeing just a shadow.
The slave managers, and even some Celestial Dragon nobles who rushed over upon hearing the news, were all bewildered.
Needless to say, their fates were exactly the same.
There was no fierce fighting, no flashy moves.
This heroic spirit, symbolizing death, doesn't even need to make any obvious movements.
With just a fleeting glimpse of that realm of death, or a brief glance from his dark, empty eye sockets, those vibrant lives were instantly stripped of their meaning of existence.
Their bodies vanished silently, like weathered sand sculptures, leaving not a trace of dust, as if they had never existed in this world.
This is an erasure that transcends physics and the level of rules.
Screams? Pleading for mercy?
There wasn't even time to send it out.
The entire path of revenge was eerily quiet, save for the heavy, resolute sound of Lucci's footsteps.
Behind them, the suppressed gasps and incredulous sobs of Kalifa, Kaku, and others echoed.
As they gazed upon this scene of divine punishment, watching the gods who had once so humiliated them and their minions being crushed like ants, their hearts were filled with complex emotions.
There is the joy of revenge, the fear of power, and the uncertainty of the unknown future.
Lucci's objective was clear: he headed straight for Garin's palace.
While the leader of the Divine Knights was still furious about the commotion outside and reprimanding his subordinates, the domain of death had already enveloped his palace.
The moment the look of terror appeared on Garin's arrogant face, it froze forever, along with everything around him, before vanishing into nothingness.
This arrogant Celestial Dragon, a top-tier fighter comparable to the Emperor of the Sea, was defeated in an instant.
As Lucci watched his enemy burst like a bubble before his eyes, his heart remained calm, devoid of any emotion.
This is just the beginning.
The World Government, the Celestial Dragons—this twisted system should all be purged.
Their actions, especially the undisguised and terrifying aura of death emanating from the heroic spirits, acted like a lighthouse in the night, instantly alarming the true ruler of the Holy Land.
When Lucci led the CP9 members and the Angel of Death, they arrived at the magnificent and imposing gates of Pangaea with overwhelming force.
Three figures exuding a powerful sense of oppression stood there, blocking the way.
These are three of the Five Elders: Satan, the God of Scientific Defense; Vochuli, the God of Legal Affairs; and Maz, the God of Environmental Protection.
The three supreme rulers who survived the wrath of Hercules in Alabasta now had faces ashen.
They stared at Lucci, especially at the cloaked figure behind him that sent shivers down their spines, their eyes filled with shock and rage.
"Rob Lucci!" Satan Saint's voice carried an undeniable authority, attempting to intimidate.
"Do you know what you're doing?! Immediately stop your rebellious actions, hand over the Heroic Spirits behind you, and the World Government might consider your past merits and show you leniency!"
Mazsan also chimed in, "Return to the embrace of justice, Lucci! Your power should be used to maintain the stability of the world, not to wreak havoc!"
Saint Vochuli went even further, threatening directly: "If you remain obstinate, you will only face death! Do you think you can stand against the entire World Government with just one Heroic Spirit?!"
They tried to recruit them, using both coercion and enticement.
Its fickle and profit-driven nature is unmistakably revealed.
They had seen Lucci's previous Heroic Spirit Shadow Lanterns before; although troublesome, they were not insurmountable.
They mistakenly believed that this new heroic spirit might be stronger, but that the combined strength of the three of them, along with the guardians of the holy land, would be enough to suppress it.
Lucci looked at them, a cold, mocking smile curving his lips.
He didn't even bother to respond.
The angel of death calmly gazed at the three elders with its dark eye sockets.
In his perception, these three people possessed a kind of twisted, near-immortal life force, completely different from ordinary living beings. They were more like creations of some kind of rule, an anomaly that transcended the ordinary cycle of life and death.
"Those who obstruct the pilgrimage to the death shall be subject to the judgment of the precepts." The ancient voice pronounced the verdict without wavering.
The three elders instantly felt a deadly sense of crisis engulfing their entire bodies!
After all, they were world-class powerhouses with extremely fast reactions. They unleashed their full power almost simultaneously, their Haki swirling around them, their Devil Fruit abilities poised to be unleashed, ready to face a storm of attacks!
However, nothing happened.
There was no earth-shattering collision, no impact of a torrent of energy.
It was just a fleeting moment of confusion.
It was as if only a barely perceptible gust of wind had blown by.
The next second, the majestic and powerful bodies of Saint Satan, Saint Maz, and Saint Vochuli suddenly stiffened.
Their expressions froze, and the light in their eyes quickly dimmed.
Three thin lines of blood appeared silently on the necks of the three of them.
Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!
Three heads rolled to the ground, their faces still bearing the unbelievable horror of their dying moments.
Their headless bodies, brimming with twisted life force, swayed, then collapsed heavily, never to be heard again.
Sold out instantly!
Absolutely a knockout victory!
There was no room for resistance! They couldn't even see how the other party made their move!
This Assassin, the angel who wields the warning of death, possesses power that transcends the conventional combat logic of this world! Terrifying indeed.
The remaining Holy Land guards completely collapsed and scattered in all directions as if they had seen a ghost.
The gates of Pangu City are useless in the face of death.
Lucci stepped over the corpses of the Five Elders and entered the deep interior of Pangu City.
The realm of death spread, and wherever it passed, all things fell silent.
Finally, they arrived before the Void Throne, the mysterious realm known as the Flower Realm.
On the throne, shrouded in a hazy light, the being silently observed this group of uninvited guests.
His gaze bypassed Lucci and met directly into the dark eye sockets of the mysterious heroic spirit.
Space seemed to freeze.
On one side is the hidden king, representing the supreme power and eternity of this world; on the other side is the otherworldly angel, representing the end of all things and the death ring.
"What are you seeking?" Im's voice was ethereal and otherworldly, carrying an ancient rhythm.
Assassin responded with the same unchanging question: "Where is the Underworld? The boundary between life and death in this world has a distorted point. Tell me."
Im remained silent for a moment.
He could sense the terror of the being before him, whose nature might even threaten Himself and the secret He was guarding.
He wasn't entirely confident of winning a direct confrontation, and even if he did win, he would inevitably pay an unbearable price.
Moreover, there was the evil of humanity beside Him that absolutely could not be exposed at this moment.
Ultimately, Im compromised.
He slowly raised his hand, and a light and shadow appeared before the Void Throne, reflecting a turbulent sea and a pirate ship sailing with a ram's head on its prow.
The ship was in a dilapidated state, as if it would collapse at any moment.
"The secrets of the Yellow Springs cannot be found by the usual rules of this world. To find the path, one must seek an existence that transcends the boundaries of life and death."
Im's voice carried a deeper meaning.
"At sea, there are such anomalies, one of whom carries the fruit of the underworld and teeters between life and death. His location may be the signpost you seek."
In the interplay of light and shadow, the image focuses, revealing Brook's skeletal form, along with Luffy, Ace, and others beside him.
When Ace and his Heroic Spirit Karna appeared clearly, Lucci's cold eyes instantly erupted with deep-seated hatred!
It was them! Especially that sun-like Heroic Spirit Karna! If he hadn't defeated me and slain Shamrock, how could I have ended up like this?!
"Find them—" Lucci's voice was as cold as ice.
Assassin's gaze lingered on Brook for a moment, seemingly confirming the truth of Im's words.
"Target confirmed. In accordance with the contract, after completing your death proclamation, I will pursue the path to the underworld."
For the Assassin, Lucci's revenge is part of the contract, one of the death-defying duties he is carrying out incidentally during this descent, while finding the Twisted Point of the Underworld is his fundamental mission.
Im fell silent, and the light and shadow faded away.
They tacitly approved of their departure.
Lucci, along with the entire CP9, under the protection of the Death Angel, swept out of Pangaea like a death storm, leaving this land of the gods that had just experienced a silent bloodbath.
What was left for the World Government was a holy land that, following that of the Hero King, was once again ravaged by blood.
This is an unprecedented disgrace and chaos, far surpassing even the fall of Impel Down!
Of course, this news will be strictly suppressed, and anyone who dares to mention it will be killed without mercy.
After about three days, the Straw Hat Pirates and the Kid Pirates, having overcome many difficulties, finally returned to Water 7, the world-famous shipbuilding mecca.
The entire city appears to be built on a giant fountain and waterway, brimming with unique vitality and artistic flair.
After temporarily bidding farewell to Kid and his group, the Straw Hat crew set foot on this floating city.
The grief of losing the Going Merry had not yet completely subsided, but they knew they had to acquire a more powerful ship as soon as possible in order to continue their pursuit of Blackbeard.
First, they need to find the legendary shipwright.
In the city, they quickly get embroiled in some local squabbles and, in a unique way, meet the mayor's secretary, Iceberg.
The main reasons are Luffy and Ace's antics in the city and Sanji's chivalry.
In bars and on the streets, they overheard the casual conversations of locals.
"Have you heard? A few days ago, a high-ranking official from the World Government came again to urge the construction of the new warship—"
"Sigh, the pressure is immense. But speaking of which, do you guys remember what happened a few months ago? cP9————"
"Shh! Keep your voice down! Those are taboo topics! Who would have thought that the seemingly cold Rob Lucci and the always-smiling Kaku are actually top assassins sent by the World Government—"
"Yes, it's been lurking among us for so long—it's terrifying."
"However, it seems their mission in Alabasta failed later, and their whereabouts are unknown—"
These fragmented conversations caused Nami and Robin to frown slightly. CP9, Lucci, Kaku—these were names they had heard of in Alabasta, but they never imagined they had such deep connections to this Land of Water.
In search of a skilled shipwright, they followed the directions and arrived at the Frankie House in the backstreets of the city.
A group of rogue cyborgs calling themselves the Franky family had gathered here, creating a noisy and chaotic atmosphere.
After a chaotic conflict caused by a misunderstanding, the Straw Hat crew finally met the leader of this group of thugs, who was also the most talented shipwright in Water 7.
Franky's exaggerated pompadour, his outfit consisting of only swim trunks, and various body modifications left Usopp and Chopper speechless.
However, when he demonstrated his superb shipbuilding skills, especially when his imaginative designs were on display, an excited light shone in Franky's eyes.
"SUPER—!!! Do you want a ship that can cross all oceans and carry all dreams?!"
Franky struck his signature pose and spoke in a loud voice.
"Then leave it to me! However, building a ship like this requires money, lots and lots of money! And the finest materials, the Adam Tree!"
Usopp shook his head violently: "We don't want a new ship, we want you to fix Merry!"
Franky glanced at it sideways and said, "The keel of this ship can't hold up anymore, young man, don't be so stubborn."
Usopp couldn't accept reality and angrily berated Franky.
"You call yourself a genius shipwright! If you can't even do something like this, what kind of shipwright are you!"
After saying that, he stormed out, leaving everyone speechless.
Meanwhile, Brook wanders the unfamiliar streets of Water City, enjoying the long-lost liveliness and energy.
However, the power of the Yomi Yomi no Mi (Revive-Revive Fruit) within him, as well as the Command Seals on the back of his hand, always emitted a faint but persistent restlessness.
He vaguely sensed that something important related to death was happening in a distant place, and that it was subtly drawing him into it.
"Hohohoho—really, it was so hard to get back to the world of the living—"
Brooke pressed his ribs, which seemed to be throbbing slightly, and shook his head with a wry smile.