Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

It's no wonder the audience was nervous; to them, the action looked too much like surrendering.

Seeing this, Kur's laughter became even more unrestrained:

"What? You've come to terms with reality?"

Peter completely ignored him, simply uttering two words calmly and indifferently.

"Swastika."

There was no roaring, no howling, and not even any extra burst of energy.

Two words, as light as a breath.

But the moment those two words were uttered, Kur paused.

The giant python's body, which was thousands of meters long, froze in mid-air.

It's not because of any physical obstacle.

It's instinct.

A certain alertness from the depths of his soul caused Kur to feel an inexplicable tremor at that moment.

This feeling is utterly absurd.

At the same time, the knife that Peter had released was now falling straight to the ground.

The moment the blade touched the ground, the earth's surface suddenly changed.

The hard rocks and soil seemed to lose their solid nature, rippling outwards in concentric circles centered on the tip of the knife.

The ground turned into water.

It didn't actually turn into water; rather, some phenomenon beyond the material realm was occurring.

The knife sank silently into the earth, following the center of the ripples.

Disappeared.

Kur's snake-like eyes suddenly widened.

What does that mean?

The weapon is gone, what happens next?

The answer came quickly.

Ripples spread across the ground beneath Peter's feet once more, and this time, a blade rose from the center of the ripples.

The silver-white blade emerged from the ground, rising silently.

One foot. Three feet. Five feet. It rose higher and higher, finally stopping only after it had passed Peter's head.

A huge blade stood straight behind Peter.

Before anyone could react, the second blade rose from the ground.

Next to the first one.

Then came the third, the fourth, and the fifth game—

faster and faster.

more and more.

Starting behind Peter, and extending to the left and right, and further into the distance, one after another, enormous blades burst forth from the ground, arranged neatly and stretching endlessly.

Ten.

One hundred.

A thousand.

The entire venue was shaking.

Each of those blades was over ten meters high, and their silvery-white surfaces reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.

They lined up in rows, stretching to the horizon.

Endless, gigantic blades rose from the earth, covering the entire battlefield and stretching beyond the horizon!

"Senbonzakura Kageyoshi".

The moment the words left his mouth, all the blades shattered!

All the blades shattered at the same instant, turning into countless pink petals.

Unlike the previous wave of petals at the beginning of the release, this time the number has completely exceeded the scope of human language.

Not ten thousand, not one hundred million.

Instead, billions of petals bloom simultaneously!

The whole world was dyed pink at that moment.

Global projection faithfully recorded this scene and transmitted it to every corner of the earth.

Everyone forgot to breathe.

It's not fear.

It was shocking.

It was a pure, profound shock that transcended language and logic, emanating from the depths of the soul.

So beautiful.

It's unrealistically beautiful.

The overwhelming sea of ​​pink flowers was reflected in Kur's serpentine eyes, and the raging anger in his pupils was replaced by a more primal emotion in that instant.

consternation.

But then, that astonishment was quickly swallowed up by rage.

"Even if the quantity is large..."

The giant python clenched its teeth, and its entire body of scales simultaneously glowed with a dark green divine light.

"They're nothing but soft, powerless petals!!!"

As they spoke, the snake's body, which was over a thousand meters long, fully unfurled in mid-air and crashed directly into the sea of ​​flowers with an air of utter disdain.

He wanted to crush these petals with his own body, to crush the confidence of this damned mortal!

The snake's body touched the sea of ​​flowers in the very first second.

Kur smiled.

The petals touched his scales, but only lightly, as gentle as a spring breeze.

"See that?! These things are simply..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kur's smile froze.

Because the texture changes when the second layer of petals falls.

It is no longer a spring breeze, but a blade.

Subtle, yet undeniably sharp.

The third second.

Ding!

A petal tore through his scales.

The fourth second.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Billions of petals simultaneously launched an attack!

All the petals surged from all directions toward the giant python trapped in the center of the flower sea, each one carrying a terrifying sharpness capable of severing a god.

Kur's screams echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.

Countless knife marks simultaneously appeared on his snake's body, the dark green scales were cut into pieces, and golden divine blood gushed out from countless wounds like a waterfall.

The sea of ​​flowers has turned into a meat grinder.

Kur's giant serpent form was trapped inside, unable to move forward or backward.

Each struggle touches more petals.

Each roll only adds more wounds to his body.

He was trapped.

They were completely trapped, like turtles in a jar.

Peter stood outside the sea of ​​flowers, calmly watching Kur struggle and tumble among them.

"I admit I couldn't damage you when I first unleashed my power."

His calm voice pierced through that pink hell, reaching Kur's ears precisely.

"But the difference between Bankai and Shikai is not just a simple change in quantity."

Kur's response was a deafening roar.

At this moment, all his divine power erupted without reservation, and dark green light burst forth from between his tattered scales, forcibly pushing back the surrounding petals by dozens of meters.

He wants to break through!

The snake's body suddenly spun, forming a terrifying whirlwind. The whirlwind carried with it the divine power of fear that Kur had accumulated over thousands of years, pushing the petals outward layer by layer.

ten meters.

Fifty meters.

One hundred meters!

He forcefully tore a gap in the sea of ​​flowers.

The giant python burst out of the gap, its head held high, its body covered in wounds.

Those wounds were not fatal; after all, he was the God of Fear, and his body's regenerative abilities far exceeded what ordinary people could imagine.

But the pain and humiliation brought to him by the falling petals were real.

"You despicable Midgardian!"

Kur's roar was filled with madness, and the rage burning in his vertical pupils was almost overflowing.

"I want you dead!!!"

The giant python charged toward Peter recklessly.

It moved so fast it tore through the air, and the resulting sonic boom shattered almost everything in the vicinity.

With this strike, he poured all his power and all his anger into the snake's head.

He wanted to smash Peter into a pulp!

If this attack hits, it would shatter not only a person, but even an asteroid.

Peter watched the giant python charging towards him, and the small, worn-out watch on his wrist flashed again.

Locked on—the Flora Colossus Clan!

The moment the transformation was complete, Peter clasped his hands together.

The next second, the ground beneath their feet exploded and shattered.

Thick, woody roots burst forth from the ground like dragons emerging from the sea, growing wildly at a speed that defies the laws of physics.

Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands - Top Transformed Buddha, I pay my respects!