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Chapter 25 The Transvestite King, Unable to Rise Again! (Please Read On! Please Vote!)

A frigid hell, where cold winds rage.

Ivankov, transformed into a female form, leaps out from the secret entrance of the new transvestite park.

But before she could land safely on the ground in the dense forest outside...

In a clearing in the dense forest, the snow covering the ground suddenly softened.

The delicate, sparkling snowflakes transformed into heavy, soft clay.

slam-la-

The white clay shot into the sky like a fountain.

Storm's figure then came into view of Ivankov.

"Now's the time!"

Ivankov looked at where Strom was and blinked sharply.

"Death Wink!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Storm had just revealed himself.

Ivankov unleashed a powerful blast of energy that hurtled toward his location at incredible speed.

The Clay-Clay Fruit is, after all, a Paramecia-type, not a Logia-type.

Even if Vongola Storm develops the Clay Fruit to the Awakening level.

He can't possibly keep himself in a "clay-like state" all the time... right?

Under Ivankov's eager gaze.

The powerful blast of "Death Blink" struck Storm's body with perfect accuracy.

boom!

The explosion was deafening.

Storm's newly formed body exploded at that moment, blasting into countless fragments.

Small pieces of white clay were mixed in with the shockwave and scattered onto the ground nearby.

"You succeeded!?"

Ivankov's expression showed a mixture of surprise and delight.

But in the next moment.

The ground where Storm's "fragments" fell underwent a change in nature due to interference from an unseen force.

In just a few breaths.

The entire forest floor was transformed and assimilated into clay by the Clay-Clay Fruit!

The trees that had stood in the forest for countless years were also turned into clay at this moment.

Storm, unharmed, reappeared in the same spot.

He looked up at the transvestite king in mid-air, manipulating the clay-like forest to launch a dense, impenetrable attack on the sky.

A sea of ​​clay trees!

Each tree that was transformed into clay was over ten meters long, and its main trunk was as thick as an average person's embrace.

Countless clay-like trees gathered together, forming a dense, white net.

The intense visual pressure makes it hard to breathe.

Ivankov looked down at the approaching "clay forest" and took a deep breath.

The next moment, her body suddenly curled up, her hands tightly hugging her calves, her whole body almost shrinking into a "ball".

"Rotating Beauty Treatment!"

Ivankov, curled into a ball, spun rapidly in mid-air, like a giant spinning top.

*Smack! Smack!*

One after another, the clay trees crashed against Ivankov's body.

They are like long white whips, one after another, lashing a spinning top.

The immense force did not slow down the rotation of the "Ivankov Top"; instead, it helped it accelerate.

Ivankov's spinning speed increased, causing the air around his body to spin as well.

In the end, the air gathered around his body, even faintly forming a spherical protective shield.

Wait until the "Clay Forest" attack time ends.

Ivankov was still spinning there.

Storm, who was below, raised his eyebrows and raised his right hand, his five fingers together.

The "clay tree" that had just rushed into the sky twisted directly according to his will.

One after another, the "clay trees" are intertwined, like threads on a spider web.

In the blink of an eye.

These clay trees together form a true inescapable net!

"The Spider's Nest!"

Storm manipulated the clay spider web, enveloping the spinning Ivankov like a net.

The white clay continuously converged and contracted inward, constantly compressing Ivankov's living space.

By the time Ivankov stopped spinning, the "Spider's Nest" had reached around his body.

Above, below, left, right...

Ivankov fought off the dizziness that was washing over him and looked around, trying to find a way to escape.

But to her disappointment, all she could see was clay.

The endless clay filled every corner of the space completely, leaving not a single gap.

Even a strongman like Ivankov couldn't help but feel a little suffocated at this moment.

"Ambrio, the Male Hormone!"

Ivankov first gave himself an "injection".

The slender and graceful female body just moments before had transformed into a muscular male body.

next moment.

Ivankov raised his hands, flattening his palms to form a chopstick shape.

"The Beauty Secrets of the New Transgender Fist Technique 44 -

His eyes narrowed instantly, and he frantically swung his arms, launching a super-fast attack on the nearest clay.

"Dream Strike, Inside Punch!"

Puff! Puff! Puff—

Ivankov's hand chops struck the clay in front of him repeatedly, producing a series of dull thuds.

Clay itself has a relatively soft texture.

Storm did not apply any Armament Haki to the "Spider's Nest".

Therefore, each of Ivankov's chop strikes left a huge crater in the "Spider's Nest".

Time keeps passing.

Ivankov, with the speed of his hands—the result of being single for over forty years—blasted a path through the clay.

When the cold winds of the extreme cold hell blew onto Ivankov's face.

He then realized that he had escaped the suffocating "clay spider web".

"Huff... huff..."

The series of counterattacks had just taken a toll on Ivankov's strength, and he couldn't help but catch his breath a few times.

But before Ivankov could finish resting...

A shadow cast from the sky completely enveloped him.

Ivankov raised his head with some difficulty, and the scene that came into view instantly made his mouth dry.

"Although I know that after a Devil Fruit is awakened, it can grant the user an incredibly powerful influence on the environment."

Ivankov's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"But no matter what..."

"Isn't this 'dragon' a bit too overpowered?!"

On the ground of an extremely cold hell.

A colossal white dragon was lazily swishing its tail there.

Its fine, silvery-gray dragon scales, illuminated by the faint light scattered from the snow, exuded a chilling aura.

Ivankov knew that Vongola Storm had a little white dragon—he had seen the dragon on surveillance footage before.

But if the Queen of the Transgender is not mistaken.

Storm's previous little white dragon was only the size of an ordinary cat, and could even perch on a human's shoulder.

But who can tell Ivankov?

Where did that colossal beast, at least several hundred meters long, lying on the ground just come from?!

Just as Ivankov was stunned.

The white dragon raised one of its claws and gently pressed it onto the ground around it.

The clay-like earth seemed unable to withstand the suppression of this powerful force and burst open with a "boom".

Endless clay shot into the sky, instantly building a towering "Wall of Sighs" within the frigid hell.

Ivankov stared at the seemingly endless wall of clay before him, his eyes wide with fury.

He hurriedly plunged his hands into the large face, unleashing the power of the Hormone Fruit.

"Ambrio Facial Growth Hormone!"

"Ambrio, the Excitement Hormone!"

In a very short moment.

Ivankov then released two different forms of special hormones.

His already enormous face grew several times larger under the influence of "facial growth hormone".

As the "excitement hormones" continued to be injected, Ivankov's giant-like face instantly became flushed and red.

"Facial disfigurement!"

Ivankov moved at high speed, leaving behind blurry afterimages of his flushed, bloodshot face.

All of these actions were preparations for the next move—

"Galaxy Wink!"

Ivankov blinked rapidly, frantically blinking every time he moved to a new location.

One after another of the "facial afterimages" released an incredibly powerful explosive wave.

These blast waves combined and bombarded the ever-approaching "Wall of Sighs"!

Rumble—

The continuous explosions echoed through the sky.

Ivankov's "Galactic Twinkle" left deep pits in the clay wall.

Each of these pits is nearly ten meters in diameter.

But for this towering wall...

The damage caused by Ivankov was far too insignificant!

Under Storm's unlimited blessing.

The damage caused by Ivankov was not even comparable to the self-repair of the clay wall!

In the despairing eyes of the transvestite king.

The massive clay wall surged towards us like a tsunami.

This "clay wave" was just a small splash.

Ivankov was knocked down and slammed heavily onto the ground of the frigid hell.

A mountain of clay then pressed down on the body of the Okama King, completely engulfing him in darkness.

Emporio Ivankov, the King of Transvestites, is no longer able to rise again!

After all the fighting subsided.

Before Storm's eyes appeared a brand new trophy that seemed to be crafted from sparkling diamonds.

[Diamond Cup: Emporio Ivankov]

[Tournament Rating: ★★★★★★]

Six-star, diamond trophy!

"The legendary miracle worker, the commander of the Revolutionary Army's Grand Line Army, only has a six-star rating?"

Storm was somewhat surprised, but also felt that the assessment was reasonable.

Upon closer examination, Ivankov's combat abilities were actually not very strong.

In the battle just now, this person didn't even display any "domineering" power...

"A diamond trophy, that's not bad at all!"

Storm deactivated the effect of the Clay-Clay Fruit, restoring the Arctic Hell to its original state.

"Awakening power, fully digested!"

(End of this chapter)