Chapter 113: Crushing Decay / Sweeping Away the Withered

Sheila's face changed drastically, her right hand tightly gripping a badge.

"Shambhala!" he shouted low, the Teigu's power erupting instantly.

A barely perceptible spatial fluctuation flashed by, and Sheila and Kosumiya's figures suddenly vanished from the spot, reappearing the next moment on a rooftop dozens of meters away.

Sakazuki's gaze sharpened, a trace of interest flashing in his eyes: "A spatial movement ability? It seems this world's abilities aren't simple either."

Sheila frowned as he looked at the two corpses on the ground, his eyes full of gloom.

"Two pieces of trash," he said through gritted teeth, "given so many resources, yet they couldn't even block a single move from the opponent."

Kosumiya looked at Sheila nervously: "Captain, what do we do now?"

Sheila did not answer immediately. His gaze fell on Sakazuki, carefully recalling the battle scene just now.

Just when the opponent blocked Yizang's attack, his body was instantly covered in a layer of black — some kind of defensive Teigu? "Interesting," Sheila murmured, "he didn't cover his whole body from the start, there should be a significant drawback, and all Teigu require conscious control; as long as we make him unable to react in time."

A trace of confidence flashed in his eyes as he thought to himself: With Shambhala in hand, I can leave at any time, I myself stand on undefeated ground! Sheila gripped the Shambhala in his hand tightly, a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

In an instant, a giant Eight Trigrams Pattern emerged on the ground, complex lines emitting an eerie light.

Voice not yet fallen, a giant Eight Trigrams Pattern suddenly emerged on the ground. Complex lines shimmered with an eerie light under the moonlight, as if about to twist the entire space.

Sheila formed hand seals with both hands, shouting low: "Expansion!"

Sheila's figure suddenly vanished, reappearing a few meters away the next instant, blinking through the various corners of the Eight Trigrams Pattern in the blink of an eye.

Extreme-speed teleportation left behind afterimages in place; in a split second it seemed as if countless Sheilas appeared on the battlefield simultaneously. His voice came from all directions, carrying obvious provocation: "How is it? Can you keep up with my speed?"

Sakazuki's eyes were sharp, closely tracking Sheila's every movement.

Although the opponent's speed was astonishingly fast, under his Observation Haki, Sheila's movements were as clear as slow motion.

"Come on, let me see this world's way of fighting." Sakazuki's voice carried a hint of provocation, "Put on a good show, don't disappoint me."

Hearing Sakazuki's words, Sheila felt a surge of nameless anger; as a minister's son, this was the first time he had been so despised by anyone.

Just at this sword-drawn bow-bent moment, Sakazuki suddenly slowed his movements. He deliberately exposed a flaw, feigning being somewhat overwhelmed.

"Great Earth Tremor!"

Just at this moment, Kosumiya seized this fleeting opportunity, raising the Teigu in her hand high and shouting loudly.

In an instant, an invisible sound wave swept out like a tsunami. Invisible to the naked eye, yet one could truly feel the air trembling. Where the sound wave passed, it was as if an invisible giant hand was wantonly churning the earth, like waves.

"Rumble—!"

The deafening sound wave swept over; Sakazuki only felt a stabbing pain transmit from his ears.

He frowned, a trace of discomfort flashing across his face. Although this sound wave was insufficient to cause him substantial harm, that piercing buzzing was indeed irritating.

And just at this time, Sheila's figure suddenly appeared behind Sakazuki. Cold light flashed in his hand, a sharp dagger stabbing straight at Sakazuki's back.

"It's over!" Sheila shouted loudly, a trace of mockery flashing in his eyes; the opponent was nothing more than this after all.

However, just at the instant the dagger was about to pierce, the opponent suddenly turned, his right fist blasting out like a cannon shell, speed far exceeding Sheila's.

Boom! The fist covered in Armament Haki collided with the dagger instantly.

Crack!

The dagger snapped in response. Sheila's pupils contracted sharply, the complacency in his eyes instantly replaced by terror. "How is this possible!"

His mind went blank, unable to comprehend everything happening before him. That opponent who should have been successfully ambushed by him now seemed as if he had been prepared all along.

Fear surged like a tide into his heart; Sheila's face instantly turned deathly pale. He opened his mouth wide wanting to scream, yet could not make any sound.

Boom! Sakazuki's fist, wrapped in scorching magma, slammed heavily into Sheila's chest.

In an instant, Sheila only felt an unmatchable force sweep through his whole body. The scorching high temperature instantly vaporized half his body, blood and flesh blurred.

With a rumbling boom, a huge shockwave erupted from Sakazuki's fist, sweeping toward the street behind.

Bricks and tiles flew, dust billowed, the entire street's ground as if crushed by a roller, a deep trench appearing.

Sheila's only remaining half-body fell to the ground; at this moment a ray of brilliance surged from his body, unknown what thing actually hung onto his life.

Sakazuki expressionlessly looked at the fallen Sheila, coldly spitting out three words: "Nothing more than this."

Sheila trembled all over, eyes full of fear; he laboriously raised his head, voice hoarse: "Mercy! Mercy! I can tell you the Empire's secrets!"

Sakazuki looked down at Sheila on the ground, not a shred of pity in his eyes. "Villains have no qualification to beg for mercy."

Boom! A deafening explosion resounded through the entire street. Sakazuki's fist directly slammed into Sheila.

In an instant, Sheila's body turned to flying ash under the dual action of high temperature and immense force, completely dissipating into the air before he could even let out a miserable scream.

Smoke and dust dispersed; the ground left only a bottomless giant pit, surrounding stone slabs cracked in spider-web patterns, bearing witness to the terrifying power of this strike.

"Monster! Monster!"

Kosumiya witnessed this scene, her legs trembling uncontrollably. Her mind went blank, instinct driving her to turn and run with reckless abandon.

She ran with all her strength, lungs feeling like they would burst, only wanting to escape this terrifying existence as fast as possible.

In a blink, Kosumiya had already fled several blocks away. She finally couldn't help but look back, discovering no one behind her.

"Huff huff." Kosumiya panted heavily, a trace of luck rising in her heart. That monster actually didn't chase? She leaned against the wall, legs weak, barely able to stand.

"Just where did this monster come from?" Kosumiya cursed inwardly. Recalling the scene of that man effortlessly defeating Sheila, she couldn't help but shiver. That kind of power simply exceeded the human realm.

Just at this moment, a sharp sound of breaking air suddenly came from the sky, interrupting Kosumiya's thoughts.

She abruptly looked up, pupils sharply contracting. Only to see a giant magma fireball, like a meteor, descending from the sky, diving straight at her.

That scorching temperature even formed searing air waves in midair.

Kosumiya opened her mouth wide, yet could not make any sound. Despair like a tide drowned her whole body.

"Boom!"

The scorching air wave instantly engulfed the entire block; buildings within a hundred-meter radius collapsed like paper under this terrifying force.

Bricks and rubble scattered like raindrops; the entire street turned into a ruin.

At a street corner, a blonde, golden long hair blown messy by the heat wave. Those eyes usually full of confidence now stared wide, mouth slightly open, obviously shocked speechless by the scene before her.

(Chapter End)