Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

Faced with the terrifying aura emanating from Matthew, the old man showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, he observed Matthew with great interest, seemingly quite intrigued by the inhuman spirit and materialized power of Matthew's will.

"An incredible power; it's unbelievable that humans can use the power of will as a weapon."

"I love you, child."

"But I hate your gaze."

Matthew unleashed his full Observation Haki, focusing it on the old man. The old man's greed was almost overflowing, and Matthew realized that the old man had completely set his sights on him.

It all begins in Devil's Pot Town.

To say he was afraid would be impossible; on the contrary, Matthew's fighting spirit had been ignited.

To grow stronger, besides rigorous training, there is also combat.

The more intense the battle, the more it can unleash the body's potential.

Since he started getting the Glint-Glint Fruit a few months ago, Matthew hasn't faced a single strong opponent, including the demon from Devil Pot Town, whom he won too easily.

It doesn't offer much help for personal improvement.

But this one in front of me is strong enough.

Whether it's to grow or to hunt and absorb the souls of demons because of the Devil Fruit encyclopedia, he sees the other party as prey, and he sees the other party as prey in return.

Especially since this is Earth, his home turf, the advantage is on my side.

Bang!

Without further ado, the old man still tried to bewitch Matthew, but Matthew didn't give him a chance at all. He stomped his left foot heavily, the floor cracked, and his figure rushed to the old man in the blink of an eye.

His right fist had turned pitch black, gleaming with a metallic sheen, and terrifying arcs of black lightning shot out, pointing directly at the old man's cheek.

The speed was so fast, the power so fierce, and especially the terrifying impact of will in the fist, that the old man was momentarily disoriented.

After realizing what was happening, the jet-black fist that had been flashing with black lightning was only a few centimeters away from his cheek.

However, the fist stopped just a few centimeters away.

The fist slammed into the dark purple vortex barrier, each rotation eroding the terrifying power of Matthew's punch, even forcibly twisting Matthew's arm, attempting to break it.

However, Matthew's physique was simply too monstrous, all about numerical values.

BIG.MOM's Iron Balloon physique is so overpowered that even without discovering any Yonko-level characters, he is still ridiculously strong.

This level of tearing force posed no threat to his physique whatsoever.

Upon seeing this, the old man's lips twitched slightly.

Is this the physical strength a human should have? Some demons in hell probably aren't as outrageous as you.

"you......."

The old man wanted to say a few more words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Matthew's right hand suddenly burst into golden light, and a strong energy wave swept over him.

With a twitch of his eyelids, the old man almost thoughtlessly vanished from the spot as his figure dimmed.

The next moment, a golden beam of light shot out from Matthew's right hand, piercing the sky, crossing the road, and striking a mountain on the opposite side.

boom!!

A deafening explosion ripped through the air, sending sparks flying everywhere, and the not-so-large hill was blasted to pieces.

A hundred meters away from the wooden house, the old man's figure appeared, and the shock wave, with its strong winds carrying dust, quickly swept in.

However, when it reached him, it turned into a wisp of wind and dissipated. The old man turned his head and looked at the explosive power of the beam of light, and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

In fact, given his level of existence, he shouldn't have taken this kind of power seriously.

However, compared to that boy, who was merely a human, and who could tell that it wasn't the other's full power, but rather a casual strike that possessed such power.

The key point is that, for some reason, he is not his original body at all, but merely a projection of a wisp of consciousness.

He realized that Matthew was too powerful, so powerful that he could no longer force him to submit.

However, the more powerful he is, the more he values ​​him.

He turned around and looked towards the cabin. Amidst the swirling sand, Matthew emerged from it, with Nydy following behind, looking somewhat afraid and uneasy. However, they stopped at the cabin's entrance.

Those few blows just now really scared Nydy.

She gained superhuman strength by accident, but the game between Matthew and the old man was a high-level match that she couldn't participate in at all.

She even felt that it was dangerous for her to be a bystander.

If it weren't so difficult to escape, she would have run away right now.

Matthew walked forward, with terrifying black lightning bolts occasionally rising from the ground around him, and black and red arcs of electricity occasionally exploding on his body to block the wind and sand. He stopped fifty meters away from the old man.

His eyes were tinged with red light, and the overwhelming fighting spirit overflowing from them seemed almost tangible.

Seeing Matthew's appearance, the old man narrowed his eyes.

"Are they treating me like prey?"

"Should I call you brave, or foolish, child?"

Chapter Thirty-Four: The End of the World Arrives

"You like playing games where heroes challenge demon kings? That really suits your age."

The old man made a nonchalant, sarcastic remark.

However, his words inadvertently revealed some information, further confirming Matthew's guess.

"I think you need to have a clear understanding of higher life forms."

The old man knew his time was running out, and he wanted to use this limited time to teach the boy in front of him a lesson.

Let Matthew know what respect is.

"shit."

hum~

A dazzling golden ripple of light, brilliant gold, like flowing gold, and in an instant, Matthew pulled up a long golden tail flame and shot it towards the old man.

He raised his long leg and swept it towards the old man's head, his Martin boots enveloped in a surge of golden energy.

The battle began in the blink of an eye.

Even Nydy, who was watching from the distance in front of the wooden house, didn't have time to react.

boom!!

Just before Matthew's lightning-fast kick was about to hit the old man's head, a walking stick blocked his way. The collision of the kick and the stick created an unimaginable and terrifying shockwave.

The earthquake trembled.

The ground beneath the old man's feet instantly cracked, with dense cracks spreading wildly, and dust swept in all directions with the surging air currents.

Although he blocked the light-speed kick, the old man was surprised by the power of the kick.

However, he was extremely experienced in combat, and his other hand had already reached out and pushed towards Matthew's chest.

The sweeping kick was blocked, and Matthew's momentary opening was a huge vulnerability.

But Matthew is no pushover; the power of Observation Haki lies in its ability to instantly anticipate an opponent's next move.

The moment the other person reached out, the right foot, which was locked in a stalemate with the walking stick, exerted force.

Using it as a fulcrum, he lifted his body into the air, then rotated in reverse in mid-air before his feet, shimmering with golden light, slammed down with immense force.

The old man remained unfazed, stepping back with his left foot and simultaneously creating space behind him, causing Matthew's kick to miss.

Then he reached out and grabbed Matthew's ankle, intending to give him a Loki-style happy throw.

But the moment he touched his ankle, his expression changed drastically, because he realized that his hand had grasped nothing.

It was as if that foot was just air.

Before he could think further, his foot landed on the ground without causing any damage, clearly demonstrating that Matthew had mastered the art of controlling his strength.

With the ground as support, Matthew once again took advantage of the situation and delivered an extremely fierce side kick to him.

The old man realized what was happening and used his hand to block the kick in front of his chest when he missed.

But this kick also contained extremely powerful flashes of energy, and he couldn't block it.

boom!!

The shockwave exploded, and the old man shot backward like a cannonball, flying close to the ground and kicking up a straight cloud of dust.

After shooting up over a thousand meters, the old man suddenly stopped, his body hovering three or four meters above the ground.

A faint stinging pain came from my right hand.

However, as an energy projection manifested in his body, he shouldn't have felt any stinging pain. Where did this pain come from?

Matthew wouldn't give him a chance to breathe or think.

The fierce follow-up attacks swept in like a tidal wave. The moment he kicked the old man away, he had already transformed into a beam of light and chased after him.

The old man reacted quickly; he raised his walking stick, and a surge of powerful, dark purple energy was poised to be unleashed.

To his surprise, Matthew suddenly made a sharp 90-degree turn and reappeared in the sky when he was less than ten meters away from him.

He looked up and saw Matthew standing tens of meters in the air, his hands crossed, and a dazzling, round ball of blazing golden light emanating from between his crossed hands.

The center of the light cluster was embedded with a cross-shaped bright light, and the edges were surrounded by layers of diffusing ring-shaped halos.

Photons inside the cluster of light are compressed and fused at high speed, emitting a dazzling golden glow.

Ultimately, it transformed into a surging golden beam of energy that pointed directly at the old man.

Its energy was so violent and terrifying that even the elderly felt a clear sense of danger.

"The power of light~~~"

The old man's expression turned serious.

His eyes turned bloodshot, and he raised his palm upwards. Instantly, the ground below cracked open, and endless crimson flames ignited from the layers of fissures, converging into a raging torrent of fire.

In the dim light, one could almost see countless distorted, shrieking, and crazed faces within this torrent of flames.

One glance at it and your soul feels as if it's being burned.

The torrent of flames swept towards the beam of light fired by Matthew, and in the blink of an eye, light and flame collided.

boom!!!

The collision of two completely different forces unleashed a tremendous upheaval, with flames and countless light particles intertwining, annihilating and killing each other.

For a moment, the two energies were locked in a stalemate.

The earth trembled violently, the air blurred, distorted, and compressed, and the surrounding space took on an indescribable state.

No matter what kind of matter it was, flying dust, weeds, and branches were instantly pulverized into dust the moment they were caught in it, which shows how terrifying the energy was in this space.

Even from a kilometer away in front of the wooden house, Nydy had to use her hands to shield herself, releasing her psychic power to create a barrier and desperately block the turbulent airflow and energy aftershocks.

She stared in horror at the strange sight of flames and light intertwining in the distant sky, her body trembling uncontrollably.

That is the instinctive fear that arises when facing death.

She could feel the two stalemate forces, like a volcano about to erupt, which, once it did, would cause unimaginable disaster.

A distance of one kilometer may seem far, but in reality, it did not bring her any sense of security at all.

Not only Nydy, but her closest friend Jennifer was also terrified, screaming in her head.

"Run, Nydy, run! You'll die if you don't run!"

“You’re right, Jennifer.”

Terrified, Nyddy immediately agreed with Jennifer's idea and, without the slightest hesitation, cooperated with Jennifer to unleash all her abilities.

Enveloped in immense mental power, she flew into the distance, following the surging aftershocks of the energy collision.

100 meters, 500 meters, 1000 meters.

Finally, when she flew 2000 meters, the two opposing energies that had been locked in a stalemate finally erupted.