novelonline Chapter 2488 The White Light Shining on the Back of the Crocodile's Hand! (Bonus Chapter 45 for
Chapter 2488 The White Light Shining on the Back of the Crocodile's Hand! (Bonus Chapter 45 for
Chapter 2488 The White Light Shining on the Back of the Crocodile's Hand! (Bonus Chapter 45 for the Little Transparent Alliance Leader who is reading this book)
The battle has lasted for nearly twenty hours.
From 2:45 AM on May 21st.
The battle continued until 11:32 PM.
It was another battle that lasted from day to night.
But the battle between Loki and Crocodile only intensified.
There was no sign of a clear winner.
The two then battled from late at night until dawn.
The time was 6:17 a.m. on May 22nd.
Loki's strength is beyond many people's imagination. With his monstrous physical strength and willpower, he persevered in a head-on confrontation with Crocodile.
His "Iron Thunder" has repeatedly shattered towering sandstorms.
The overwhelming aura and power emanating from it forced Crocodile to take it seriously.
The rich ecosystem that once existed on the 100 million square kilometers of land is no longer visible.
All that remains is an endless sea of sand and the craters and scorch marks left by lightning strikes.
But their feelings were completely different.
Loki was shocked to find himself unable to overpower Crocodile in close combat.
He certainly had the upper hand in terms of strength, but he was at a disadvantage in terms of domineering presence.
The opponent's Conqueror's Haki, Armament Haki, and even Observation Haki are slightly superior.
Such an impeccable aura of dominance reminded Loki of the man from back then, the man who made him feel like he was born at the wrong time.
Rocks!
Looking at Crocodile's side, although he wasn't as composed as he was when facing the first three.
But his eyes remained calm and unwavering, as if he were not under any pressure.
He simply unleashed one high-speed, vibrating sand blade after another, entwined with purple lightning.
The interplay of the attacks repeatedly repelled Loki's "Iron Thunder," unleashing a deafening roar as thunder and sand collided.
"asshole."
Loki, unable to break through after a prolonged attack, realized that his condition was declining.
The anger and pride in his heart were completely ignited the moment his calm gaze met Crocodile's again.
Loki saw this as an insult to himself.
"Sand crocodile!"
"Let me show you the forbidden power of Elbaf!"
Filled with anger and resentment.
Loki finally used the Devil Fruit power that belonged to the legend of Elbaf within him.
at once.
It was as if some ancient, dormant entity within his already enormous body had suddenly awakened.
An aura that was far more ancient, more savage, and more primal and oppressive than before.
It transformed into a visible dark red shockwave that erupted with a deafening roar!
The space around Loki began to distort violently.
The light in the room seemed to be swallowed up by an invisible force and became dim.
The outline of an ominous shadow, constantly writhing and expanding, emerged from his body.
It was filled with indescribable rage and terror, as if a demon god from the ancient wilderness was tearing open the barrier of this space-time and about to descend upon this world.
This pure and powerful aura caused the surrounding raging sandstorm to pause.
Crocodile's movements also paused.
"So, they're finally going all out?" Crocodile's eyes narrowed slightly.
But there was no fear in his eyes; instead, a knowing look of "I knew it" flashed across his face.
And the joy of finally being able to let loose a little.
The demonic shadow grew increasingly solid.
Loki's power was rising steadily, just as he was about to reach a critical point.
Crocodile made a move that surprised everyone.
His signature golden hook suddenly transformed into countless golden grains of sand and vanished in a flurry.
The right hand, which had been hidden for so long, was quickly revealed; its knuckles were clearly defined, and it was adorned with various jeweled rings.
He gently raised his left hand.
On the back of his hand, complex and mysterious patterns made of pure white light were clearly illuminated.
The pattern contains an ineffable beauty of order and truth.
It is precisely the ultimate mystery that symbolizes 'knowledge and life'.
Kabbalah Tree of Life pattern.
The light wasn't dazzling, yet it seemed to penetrate the screen and be imprinted directly on the souls of the spectators.
Those who recognize it immediately recall its meaning.
Stigmata!
This means that its holder is an alchemist who has seen the 'truth' and received the 'truth's' approval!
He doesn't need to rely on constructing a complete transmutation array; he can achieve the power of the circle simply by clapping his hands together.
Furthermore, there is no need to follow the alchemical rules of converting similar substances.
It can rely on its vast knowledge and understanding.
It can directly transform one elemental substance into any substance whose elemental structure is known.
Turning stone into gold and water into oil are all within a single thought.
On Noah's Ark in the Shikon Jewel world.
Im, who had been silently observing the battle through the star map, now showed a hint of surprise in his usually unchanging gaze.
His gaze fell on the glowing Tree of Life pattern on the back of Crocodile's hand.
"Holy Mark."
Im murmured to himself, "He actually got in touch with 'Truth'?"
He then slowly raised his left hand.
The next second, a Kabbalah Tree of Life pattern lit up on the back of my hand.
When did you first come into contact with Crocodile?
After a brief silence, a voice devoid of any emotion rang out in response to Im's question.
“When Crocodile absorbed the Philosopher’s Stone, his thirst for knowledge caught my attention.”
"During the exchange, he expressed his willingness to embark firmly on the path of pursuing knowledge."
"I observe that his aptitude and awareness meet the conditions for being granted a Stigmata."
"That's all."
Im fell into a brief silence after hearing this.
So that's how it is. Absorbing a complete Philosopher's Stone is indeed one of the shortcuts to receiving a response from 'Truth'.
I just don't know if he did it intentionally or unintentionally.
In any case, he obtained the Holy Mark, paving the best path for his subsequent study of alchemy.
"understood."
It's definitely a good thing for Crocodile that Im is no longer dwelling on it.
They then changed the subject.
What is the progress of the 'Mooncell' fix?
"all the best."
"The core restructuring and system restart are expected to be completed by October 1st this year."
The voice of truth remained unmoved.
"very good."
"At that time, the starfish will have another moon, let's call it the Holy Moon."
Im's gaze returned to the Marineford War on RL1111.
Crocodile on the battlefield at this moment.
He was naturally unaware that Im had just experienced a brief emotional fluctuation because of him.
The Tree of Life pattern on the back of his hand shimmered with white light, reflecting the surging power of the sand around him.
Crocodile raised his hands.
In the palm of his left hand, a domineering purple lightning bolt leaped, containing the power of Conqueror's Haki.
Crimson lightning, imbued with the meanings of analysis, creation, and destruction, pulsed in the palm of his left hand.
This is the power of alchemy.
Two forces, similar in nature but with diametrically opposed effects, yet equally terrifying.
They coexist perfectly within him at this moment!
"Even without alchemy, I can defeat you if I spend more time."
Crocodile watched as his power reached its peak.
Loki, seemingly slightly surprised by the appearance of the Stigmata, spoke with a faint smile.
"But it's unlikely to be done within five days."
"It's been too long, and I don't intend to go back on my word."
The words have not yet fallen.
I didn't see him making any moves.
Within a radius of thousands of kilometers, clusters of thousand-meter-high sand dunes rise up from the ground.
Simultaneously
Crocodile's hands shot forward.
Bright purple Overlord-colored lightning and crimson alchemical lightning.
Like intertwined dragons slicing through the void, they hurtled toward Loki, who was like a demon god.
"Ha ha ha ha----"
This classic panting laugh.
The sound echoed throughout the battlefield amidst the chaotic sandstorm and flashing lightning.
Crocodile's aura completely overwhelmed Loki's transformed state.
(End of this chapter)