novelonline Chapter 2492 I'm no longer afraid of injections!
Chapter 2492 I'm no longer afraid of injections!
Chapter 2492 I'm no longer afraid of injections!
Onigumo frequently buys and replaces swords.
Previously, I used Onimaru Kunitsuna from the Great Grade Swords Twenty-One Crafts series.
It comes with a Nichirin sword and six Kiri Ichimonji from the 'Shingo' series.
Recently, I've been using the 'Onikiri' and 'Koguri' swords, which I just bought not long ago, as well as six Nichirin swords.
Besides.
There are also many swords and knives collected over the years.
This was partly because he was rich and capricious, and partly because he hadn't found the weapon he truly desired.
Now, the Supreme Grade Sword, Yomi no Kizuna, has appeared.
Make the ghost spider aware that 'it' has appeared.
"Thank you, Goddess Yama, for bestowing this sword upon me!"
He immediately expressed his sincere gratitude to the sky.
With a thought, the long sword in his hand transformed into purple light and merged into the depths of his soul.
An inseparable bond has been established with it, and it can be summoned in the present world at any time.
This made Onigumo like it even more.
"Go back and fulfill your promise." Yama said no more and waved his hand.
A gentle yet irresistible force immediately enveloped Onigumo's soul, sending him out of this chasm between life and death.
After Onigumo left.
The quietly observing Youlv flicked its burning tail and spoke in human language, its voice carrying a hint of laziness and curiosity.
“Your Majesty, I originally thought you would give this ‘Shackles of the Underworld’ to the girl named Mikasa, or to that Shiryu.”
Yanlu shook his head slightly: "Mikasa only wants to see Eren and has no ambition. Shiryu is good, but he has already joined the Onmyo Bureau."
"The core of the world government, which will never give up its journey across the myriad worlds, will always be the military."
"It's a pity that Barrett doesn't practice swordsmanship, otherwise giving him this sword would have had a better promotional effect."
"However, this Onigumo is resolute and decisive in killing, and is destined to become an army general, so he is also an excellent choice."
"The Yellow Springs Shackles and the Ghost Cry Sword Technique will shine brightly in his hands."
Inside a VIP ward at the Army Headquarters Hospital.
Onigumo slowly opened his eyes.
The rhythmic beeping of the medical equipment beside me reached my ears.
I still feel a little weak.
But in his mind was a vast and clear legacy of Ghost Cry swordsmanship and ghost energy cultivation methods.
And the deep connection between the soul and the 'shackles of the underworld'.
They all told him with absolute certainty that the extraordinary encounter he had just experienced was not a dream.
At this moment, Onigumo had a slight thought.
He immediately sensed that an extra object had appeared in his spatial ring.
As consciousness probed in.
This is a large vessel carved entirely from warm, white jade, with an ancient and simple design that exudes an aura of the underworld.
When his thoughts come into contact with it, relevant information naturally emerges.
The 'Six Divine Artifacts' White Jade Yellow Spring Bowl.
Made by 'Starfish God of the Underworld, Sage of Six Paths' Hagoromo Otsutsuki.
It is specifically designed for storing, generating, releasing, and recycling the Netherworld Water.
The water in the bowl is inexhaustible and can be used without limit.
Obviously.
This was the special resource that the Goddess Yama gave him to use in the army to train Ghost Cry Swordsmen.
It is also the best aid for cultivating ghost energy.
Onigumo lay on the hospital bed, a barely perceptible curve appearing at the corners of his cold, hard lips.
This defeat to Crocodile is not the end, but rather an opportunity to become stronger.
With the complete Devil May Cry legacy, the Supreme Grade Sword: Yomi Shackles, and the White Jade Yomi Bowl.
My own strength will surely experience a qualitative leap.
They gradually caught up with Crocodile and Loki.
To establish a firm foothold among the generals' combat strength.
at the same time.
Onigumo's extraordinary encounter with the goddess of the underworld while he was unconscious.
No one outside knew about it.
The military's attention remains firmly focused on the battle at the top of RL1111.
Crocodile is like an insurmountable desert god.
Having defeated a series of formidable challengers, his invincible demeanor has deeply impressed people.
After a short rest.
The fifth challenger stepped into this arena, which symbolizes the highest level of dueling.
The tenth son of the Charlotte family.
Charlotte Cracker.
A Paramecia-type Devil Fruit user with the Biscuit-Biscuit Fruit ability.
It is known for its ability to create an endless supply of incredibly hard biscuit soldiers.
She is widely recognized as the most gifted child within the Charlotte family.
Inside the main hall of the Supreme Military Command.
Sora, Sengoku, Tsuru, Zephyr, Raymond, and the others watched Cracker appear in the ruined city on the screen with calm expressions and little expectation.
"Crecler's talent is beyond doubt."
He spoke first, his tone objective and calm.
"Over the past four years, the strength, number, and domineering presence of his biscuit soldiers have indeed improved considerably."
"In terms of strength, he has long surpassed that of an ordinary general."
"Unfortunately, his temperament doesn't seem to have changed much."
Zefa crossed his arms, shook his head, and spoke with a hint of regret.
"The position of general requires more than just superficial combat strength."
"More importantly, we must have the courage to fight to the bitter end even when we are in dire straits."
"His excessive fear of pain was always a fatal flaw."
Sengoku nodded in agreement: "Four years ago at Marineford, he lost to Crocodile, not only because of the disparity in strength, but also because he collapsed from the pain."
Kong, sitting in the main seat, did not express any opinion, but simply stared intently at the screen.
The streets of the abandoned city have been restored to their original state.
Charlotte Cracker took a deep breath first.
Then, he shouted loudly at Crocodile, who was sipping a cigar and looking languid in the distance:
"Crocodale!"
"I lost to you four years ago, but this time it's different!"
"I've overcome my weakness and I'm no longer afraid of needles, so I'll definitely beat you!"
His voice trembled almost imperceptibly, but it was more a testament to his attempt to convince himself.
To prove what he said.
This time, Cracker deliberately didn't hide inside the biscuit soldiers.
Crocodile glanced at the other person after hearing this, a half-smile playing on his lips.
"Oh?"
"Overcame it?"
"Hahaha--"
"Let me see how much you've improved in these four years!"
"Stop looking down on people!"
"Cookie Soldiers!"
Cracker roared in anger and slapped his hands together.
Countless crumbs of cookies suddenly appeared out of nowhere, sweeping across most of the city like a sandstorm.
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of biscuit soldiers, clad in heavy armor and wielding giant swords, appeared.
They occupied every corner of the streets and rooftops, completely surrounding Crocodile's location.
In terms of scale and momentum alone, it's much stronger than Capone Becky's previous 'Gangster'.
next moment.
They charged toward Crocodile like an iron torrent from all directions.
"It's the same old thing."
Crocodile spoke in a flat tone, and didn't even bother to move.
"Shalan!"
With a casual wave of his right hand, he once again unleashed a long, windswept sandstorm, creating a spectacular scene reminiscent of a natural disaster.
The raging sandstorm, like a million files, rubbed fiercely against the biscuit armor, producing a dense, teeth-grinding sound.
Large pieces of biscuit soldiers were continuously shredded and turned into dust, which then dissipated in the wind.
But reinforcements immediately followed, one after another, attempting to wear down Crocodile with sheer numbers.
Not only that.
Numerous biscuit swords began to appear in the air, flying around the sand tornado in groups.
Even the surrounding ground, buildings, and vehicles are being assimilated into biscuits.
"In my biscuit domain, the soldiers and swords are endless; you won't be able to defeat me in five days!"
Cracker wore a smug smile.
"A boring trick," Crocodile said, sounding somewhat impatient.
"If your progress is limited to this, then it's over!"
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(End of this chapter)