webnovelvip Chapter 676: Divine Martial Resurrection!
Chapter 676: Divine Martial Resurrection!
Just as Chen Ye was pondering!
Before the sword's cry had even faded, a second sound suddenly rang out.
The ancient giant sword stuck in the World Tree glowed with a pure white light.
The halo did not spread.
It exploded.
A pure white wave surged from the sword, pouring out wildly in all directions with the World Tree as its center.
A will.
A burning free will that spans eight hundred years.
Luffy is currently locked in combat with Im.
Just as his massive white-flaming fist slammed out, the dark gold sword curtain of the Codex Sword sliced right at him.
Two forces are about to collide.
A pure white wave swept across the entire ice field, roaring across the horizon.
Luffy's hand froze in mid-air.
His bones were trembling.
This scent is so familiar.
It tastes exactly like the power of the sun god within him.
Yet it was completely unfamiliar.
From another era, another soul, another version of himself he had never seen before.
Im also stopped.
The King of the World hovered in mid-air, his dark red pupils suddenly contracting.
He recognized that will.
He spent eight hundred years sealing, forgetting, and ensuring that the power would never reappear.
The greatsword's pure white aura did not cease.
It climbed wildly up the branches of the World Tree, and an angry white dragon snaked its way up along the grooves in the bark.
Straight into the sky.
Above the restricted area, the thick, dark cloud that had shrouded the area for a hundred years was trembling.
The storm churned within the clouds.
Thunder and lightning struck.
The dark gray cloud wall was an iron barrier, and no light could penetrate it for eight hundred years.
At that moment, the pure white beam of light struck the bottom of the cloud wall.
No sound.
It cracked.
The dark cloud began to tear apart from the point of impact, with the cracks growing larger and longer.
The thick cloud wall was pried open by an invisible hand.
The forgotten sky was revealed behind the clouds.
As the sunlight began to fall.
Shooting at an angle.
Golden.
Warm.
For the first time in a century, Elbaf has seen the sun.
The light pierced through the cracks in the clouds, revealing a massive golden sword, firmly planted on the icy battlefield.
Wherever the light passed, the black water monster let out a piercing shriek, and the remaining dark red demonic energy was swept away.
The entire oppressive world changed color.
The giant sword did not stop.
It emitted a piercing buzzing sound, a sound that was not a metallic resonance.
It was the low growl of a sleeping behemoth awakening from its dream.
The sword trembled violently.
The frequency is extremely high, so high that it is visible to the naked eye.
The outline of the sword blade vibrated through the air, leaving rings of white afterimages.
Then, the shell broke.
The moss that had covered the sword blade for eight hundred years was peeling off in patches like dead skin.
The gray-green vines snapped and fell with a rustling sound as they trembled.
The rusted metal shell peeled away piece by piece, revealing the ancient metal beneath that shimmered with a sacred luster.
It's not iron.
It's not copper.
It is not any known mineral.
It gleams in white light with a color between moon white and light gold, and its surface has fine textures.
Blood vessel.
Root system.
A living life system.
The light flows, surges, and breathes within the patterns.
A god who has been asleep for eight hundred years is opening his eyes.
10,000 meters above the ground.
Chen Ye's hand froze in mid-air.
The dark gold aura he had gathered at his fingertips had solidified into tangible threads, and he was preparing to present his sword to Luffy.
He stopped at that moment.
He unleashed his full Observation Haki, compressing all his senses into a single needle, and stabbed it fiercely into the core of the giant sword.
He caught it.
Which scent?
The power that is completely of the same origin as Nika's power within Luffy.
It's not similar, it's not close.
They share the same origin.
Fruit from the same tree, sparks from the same fire.
He also caught something else.
The ancient seal remaining on the blade is crumbling.
The arrangement and operating logic of the sealing patterns are exactly the same as the way Im manipulates the Sword of the Codex.
The same rules, the same grammar, the same system.
A chill ran down Chen Ye's spine.
The origin of this sword was far beyond his imagination.
It was both a weapon born from the power of Nika and sealed away by Im himself.
This means that during the great war eight hundred years ago, this sword was taken from its owner by Im.
Then he was nailed to the World Tree.
Imprison it and its will together with a seal.
Common origin and arch-enemy.
This is the dual identity of this sword.
The other side of the battlefield.
Rocks and Whitebeard stood back to back.
The two pinnacles of the old era were covered in blood.
The surrounding ice surface was littered with the remains of black water monsters, who had been fighting to the death on this battlefield for an unknown period of time.
At that moment, both of them stopped what they were doing.
The white-bearded man looked up at the blinding white light on the World Tree.
He placed Cong Yunqie on the ground, his rough hands gripping the hilt of the knife, and grinned, revealing a meaningful smile.
"This smell"
His voice was very low.
"I recognize it."
Lockes did not refute.
This is not normal.
Rocks never missed an opportunity to refute Whitebeard.
But at this moment, he just stared at the white light and squinted his eyes.
His pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints under the white light, and the expression on his face was neither one of fear nor anticipation.
Perhaps both.
The greatsword's hum reached its peak.
The sound became a physical impact.
The air was vibrating.
The ice surface is cracking.
The branches of the World Tree are swaying.
then.
It got up.
There was no warning whatsoever.
The greatsword suddenly rose from the ground, its blade completely breaking free from the constraints of the World Tree's trunk.
The thousand-year-old wood chips that flew everywhere were enveloped in white light, ignited, and turned into countless golden-white fragments that scattered down.
The giant sword hovered steadily in mid-air.
It just hung there, suspended in mid-air.
There is no support, no external force.
Its posture is not floating, but standing upright.
A mountain hangs in the sky.
The oppressive force descended.
Pure, overwhelming pressure emanating from a higher level of existence itself.
It poured down from the greatsword's blade, practically crushing across the entire ice field.
The air became thick and viscous, making breathing difficult, and even the light bent slightly under this oppressive force.
The surviving blackwater monsters were the first to react.
They stopped moving and instinctively lowered their bodies to the lowest point, shivering on the ice.
The monsters that had been attacking so frantically suddenly collapsed to the ground, as if they had been choked.
A violent tremor ran through the depths of Loki's severely wounded soul.
He lay on Tie Lei's back, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
It's not fear.
It was the body's instinctive submission to that oppressive force.
The giant sword, suspended in mid-air, was finally revealed in its entirety to everyone.
It's too big.
The sword's blade is as broad as a city gate, its entire body gleaming with an ancient hue that blends moon white and light gold.
Its surface is mottled and ancient, with cracks, burn marks, and pits eroded by moss left by eight hundred years of wind and frost.
But nothing diminishes its imposing presence.
This sword is a steel mountain range that stretches across the heavens and the earth.
In terms of size, it is only slightly smaller than the gigantic Luffy and Im.
Everyone present had to look up to see its full appearance.
The center of the battlefield.
Luffy and Im both stopped fighting.
The two men each retreated several hundred meters, looking up at the divine weapon that had descended from the sky.
Their reactions were drastically different.
Luffy's eyes lit up.
The power of the sun god resonated violently within his chest.
The feeling wasn't like facing a weapon, but like meeting a long-lost relative.
Luffy grinned.
He burst out laughing.
Laughter echoed across the icy plains, making the ice surface vibrate and hum.
Im did not laugh.
His face darkened visibly.
An extremely complex expression appeared on that face that had remained unchanged for eight hundred years.
It wasn't fear, it wasn't anger.
It is a deeper unease, originating from the very source of the soul.
The fingers gripping the Sword of the Codex tightened.
The knuckles are turning white.
The blade of the Codex Sword trembled slightly, as if responding to its master's emotions.
Or perhaps, it's out of fear.
Chen Ye stared intently at the giant sword that spewed white flames high in the sky.
The will within the sword.
A vibrant, unyielding, and still burning will.
The soul of the original Nika resides in the sword, having slept for eight hundred years, overlooking this land ruled by darkness for a century.
Chen Ye's lips moved slightly.
"The real variable"
His voice was torn apart by the wind at 10,000 meters altitude.
"It's not just Luffy anymore."
The giant sword made slight adjustments to its angle in mid-air.
The sword trembled.
It has identified the direction.
It ignored Luffy.
There was no response from Im.
Ignoring Whitebeard, Rocks, and Chenye.
It only did one thing.
It moved.
Carrying a devastating wind pressure, the giant sword swooped down.
It left a pale afterimage across the sky, and the air was torn apart, compressed, and exploded wherever the sword's edge passed.
The sound barrier has been broken time and time again.
The shockwave spread to both sides, blowing off large sections of the World Tree's branches and leaves.
It headed straight for the center of the battlefield where Luffy and Im were fighting.
It roared away.