One Piece: My Monster Girls Have Become Beasts?

Chapter 230 Rocks's Last Madness: Taking the Five Elders with Him on His Way!

Boom!!!

A muffled, earth-shattering roar erupted from the bottom of the pit. The once mountain of altar ruins was instantly pulverized by a brutal, icy sword pressure. Amidst the billowing dust, a withered yet infinitely murderous figure soared into the sky, hovering in mid-air filled with black lightning.

Nasujiro Sei emerged from the shadows, no longer as composed as before. His light white kimono was now tattered, and the bone armor on his chest was horribly caved in after taking the brunt of Rocks's Shattering Universe Punch. Crimson blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

His face, which resembled a dried corpse, was covered in bloodstains, and his left eye was bloodshot from the violent aura. Although his aura was much weaker than at its peak, the deathly killing intent unique to "Horse Bone" became even purer and more frenzied under the stimulation of the intense pain.

He glanced at the shattered battlefield, looked at his subordinates fleeing in terror in the distance, and finally exchanged a glance with Saint Satan and Saint Mas, who stood high above.

The tacit understanding accumulated over centuries of standing together at the pinnacle of power meant that, without a word, the three reached a consensus with just a glance. Rocks D. Giebeck, this man had become so powerful that he could shake the very foundations of the world. If they held back any longer, it would not only be God Valley that sank today.

"Kamui: Final Retribution!"

At this moment, the three Martial Gods simultaneously unleashed a roar that shattered the heavens. The primal power of their mythical beast species was ignited in an instant, a final rampage that risked eight hundred years of glory!

Satan Saint's true form as a bull demon expanded wildly, and countless dark red compound eyes with barbs sprouted from his originally withered spider body. He let out a sharp cry, and his eight severed limbs burst open with dense bloody gashes due to excessive exploitation of his power. What spewed from them was no longer just simple venomous silk, but thousands of purple-black blood curses fused with the essence of life.

These spider silks, bound by an overwhelming aura, became as hard as steel. Each thread was wrapped in viscous death energy and a deadly poison powerful enough to instantly kill a giant sea king, transforming into a deadly net covering the entire altar. It frantically closed in from all directions, aiming to corrode every inch of Rocks.

"Mortals, turn into pus within this web of curses!"

At the same time, Mars Saint let out a mournful cry from the clouds. The tattered wings on his back, which had been mostly burned by Lox, burst into flames again, but this time the flames that spewed out were not crimson fire, but a kind of destructive flame that appeared pale white due to extreme compression.

His sky-covering wings suddenly closed, instantly sucking away the vast atmosphere and condensing it into a "Spear of Judgment" a hundred meters long, spitting out dark red arcs of electricity. Wherever the spear passed, space groaned in agony, compressed to the extreme enough to erase an island from the map.

Nasujiro Seiji held the first generation Kitetsu in his arms. There was no trace of life around him. The void beneath his feet had frozen into a crystal-clear ice path under the extreme cold of the far north. The frost transformed into a heavy suit of skull armor, enveloping him like a warrior from the underworld.

The extreme cold of the far north transformed into a hideous skull armor that clung tightly to his skin. The moon-white blade mark on the edge, due to the extreme concentration of domineering aura, actually took on an almost ethereal transparent color at this moment. It was absolute zero, freezing the laws of motion of all things, a moment that could even sever time.

The pitch-black poisonous miasma, the crimson-white flames of destruction, and the moon-chilling frost of the soul—three forces standing at the pinnacle of the world—met, twisted, and ultimately, miraculously merged together under the guidance of some law.

Ultimately, they transformed into a devastating torrent, spanning a hundred meters in diameter, beyond human comprehension.

At that moment, pitch black, crimson, and moon white intertwined and swirled wildly, like a world-ending divine punishment, carrying an overwhelming force that struck directly at Lox's towering body.

"Die! You remnants who defy God's will! The D clan should vanish into the dustbin of history!"

Faced with this almost certain death, Rocks' blood-soaked face showed no fear, but rather an almost saintly ecstasy.

"Hahaha, that's more like it! What god? I'll slay a god for you today!"

He squeezed all the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit to its limit, even turning his soul into fuel for darkness at that moment. He did not defend, but concentrated all his power in his right hand. At that moment, the darkness was no longer a suction force, but turned into an extreme point.

"The End - The Great Dark Heaven - Endless Wasteland!"

Rumble—!!!

The moment the two forces collided, the entire Valley of the Gods seemed to be struck by a heavy hammer from outer space. The altitude seemed to be forcibly reduced by tens of meters in that instant. The shockwave generated by the explosion was like an invisible giant axe, instantly lifting half of the altar in a ring shape. The white jade buildings that had been passed down for hundreds of years were as fragile as tofu at this moment, turning into dust.

The seawater seemed to be forcibly pulled up by an invisible demonic hand, pouring back into the center of the explosion to form a terrifying vortex thousands of meters in diameter. The surging waves rose into the sky, only to be instantly evaporated by the surging heat. The island base of God Valley emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound and shook violently, as if it would sink completely into the seabed at any moment.

The drastic change in air pressure triggered a vacuum storm that engulfed the entire island. Countless pirates and marines were torn to pieces before they could even scream.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated in the blinding white light. When the sky-covering smoke and dust were blown away by the raging wind, the scene revealed plunged the entire battlefield into deathly silence. That scene instantly silenced the once bustling battlefield, with only the roar of the raging waves breaking through.

Lox knelt on the ground, his body resembling a charred mountain scorched by heavenly fire.

He was covered in blood, and most of his once wild black hair had turned to charcoal. The bone in his left arm was exposed to the air, gleaming with a chilling white light; his right leg had been almost completely severed by Nasujuro Seina's soul-freezing blade, with only a sliver of dark red flesh stubbornly hanging from his knee.

What was most chilling was his thick chest, where a hole the size of a washbasin had appeared, through which one could clearly see the charred ruins on the other side, blurred by the explosion.

There, the sound of a heartbeat could no longer be heard; only the remnants of dark, domineering energy throbbed unwillingly at the edge of the void.

The three Elders on the other side also paid an extremely heavy price.

Nasujuro Sei couldn't maintain his centaur form after that attack and crashed heavily to the ground. A visible crack appeared on the First Generation Kitetsu in his hand, and his left arm was completely useless, hanging limply at his side. Blood gushed from every pore, staining his kimono dark black.

Mars Saint fell from the sky, his huge wings now reduced to bare flesh, his crimson holy flames completely extinguished, his once upright back now hunched over, and his eyes filled with the fear one feels when facing a monster.

Satan Saint had four of his six limbs broken, and his bull-headed face was extremely distorted due to the backlash of his domineering aura; even his breath was filled with thick blood foam.

"He hasn't fallen yet?" Satan Saint trembled as he propped himself up with his cane. Although he was not dead, the penetrating internal injury left by Rocks' domineering aura was frantically destroying the foundation of his status as a God of War.

Da da da!

Da da da!

Seeing that Rocks had lost the ability to resist, the Five Elders hesitated for a long time, exchanged glances, and slowly moved forward with their heavy injuries, landing panting around Rocks. Their mythical beast forms were fading away.

"It's over—" Saint Satan leaned on his cane, looking at the mangled body. "Even with his heart shattered, how could he still maintain a kneeling posture?"

"Sending him off on his final journey, the remnants of the D clan can finally be eliminated today. I believe that lord will be very happy, cough cough." Nasujuro Sei spoke slowly, his voice extremely hoarse.

However, just when everyone thought the demon god had fallen, Brian's pupils suddenly contracted in the distant divine figure.

"Wait, what's wrong with Rocks's condition?!"

Rocks, whose head had been hanging low, suddenly let out an extremely faint chuckle that sent chills down the spines of the three Elders. He slowly raised his head, and to the astonishment of the three Elders, he grinned.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!"

"That's it?!"

"That's it?!?"

"You old fogies have ruled the world on Mary Geoise for centuries, and this is all you've come up with?!"

"You old men, pickled in power."

"I'll play one last game with you guys today."

The voice was low, yet it sounded like the whisper of a demon crawling out from the deepest part of hell.

In an instant, Rocks's broken body suddenly erupted with a blinding black and red light that was impossible to look at directly. It was not ordinary domineering aura, but the burning of his remaining life in the most extreme and brutal way.

The blood had long since drained away, the internal organs had long since shattered, and where the heart once was, only a dark, eternally burning abyss remained.

But at this moment, the red light bursting forth from the abyss was more dazzling and more frenzied than at any other moment in his life, so red that it seemed to dye the entire sky of the Valley of Gods blood!

Saint Satan, Saint Mas, and Saint Nasshoulang all took a large step back almost simultaneously.

They were already severely injured, their divine bodies were broken, and they were at their last gasp. Yet at this moment, they instinctively felt fear, not because of pain, nor because of power, but because of Lox's eyes.

Lox's pupils were completely engulfed in crimson, like two burning blood-red stars, staring straight at them. This Lox gave the three of them the feeling of facing Lord Im.

"My heart, the moment I decided to overturn this world, had already become darkness itself!"

He grinned, his smile stretching to his ears, revealing a mouthful of teeth stained black and red with blood.

"Forbidden Technique: Hades Sacrifice!!!"

boom-!!!

The entire Valley of Gods seemed to have been struck by an invisible giant hammer. The remaining white jade altar was instantly shattered into dust, the swirling seawater was abruptly stopped, and the torn golden halo in the sky began to tremble wildly, as if even the symbol of "god" was trembling.

Rocks stretched out his arm, which was already exposed bone and mangled flesh.

The next second—

Click!

Click!

Click!

Three chains, as thick as buckets, as black as ink, with countless hideous ghost faces constantly tumbling and howling on their surfaces, burst wildly out of the gaping hole in his chest, like three serpents awakening from the depths of hell.

pat!

pat!

pat!

The chains, as if possessing a life of their own, precisely wrapped around the necks, wrists, and waists of the three martial gods.

"This is—?!" The true form of the Satan Holy Bull Demon trembled violently, and its eight compound eyes widened simultaneously.

"Watch out!" Saint Mars roared, "This is a forbidden spell that trades lives for lives! He's going to drag us all to our deaths!"

Nasujuro Sei tried to lift the first generation Kitetsu, but the blade seemed to be held firmly by an abyss, remaining completely still!

What was wrapped around those chains was not Haki, not Armament Haki, not Observation Haki, but the purest and ultimate "Will to Die," the ultimate curse that Rocks had condensed with his entire life, his entire soul, and his entire existence.

"I know," Lockes' voice suddenly became very soft, very soft, yet incredibly clear, like Death whispering in your ear, "You three, even in your current ghastly state, still have your last breath to escape."

Even if I only have one breath left.

"You old geezers, you manage to survive, continuing to play your ridiculous gods," and continuing to rule the world.

As a "remnant" of the D clan, it must be said that Rocks had a certain understanding of the history of the Void Century. Although not in great depth, he was able to understand to some extent the special, seemingly immortal state of the Five Elders.

The only pity is that Rocks didn't know of Im's existence; otherwise, he might not have so recklessly and foolishly barged into the Valley of the Gods today.

"But today, none of you old geezers are leaving here!!!"

He suddenly raised his head, his red eyes burning with a madness that almost overflowed.

boom!!!

Rocks clenched his right fist, and the three Hades chains tightened abruptly.

"Ughhhhhh!!!"

The three martial gods simultaneously let out heart-wrenching groans, and were instantly dragged down like mortals, their knees slamming into the ground.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Three loud bangs echoed, dust billowed, and three beings who proclaimed themselves "gods" were forced to kneel on the ruins filled with rubble and seawater by a dying man.

Rocks looked down at them, his eyes filled with no hatred, no anger, only a kind of pity and extreme madness.

"Aren't you gods?"

He asked softly, his voice tinged with amusement.

"Then—"

"Come to hell with me."