Chapter 79

"Darkness Fruit, Dark Barrier!"

Lu Feiming's grotesque smile vanished in an instant.

His expression froze.

His eyes bulged wide in a flash.

Pitch-black mist erupted from Su Han; the moment it touched Gonggong's Water, the water dissipated completely.

"This is impossible!"

Lu Feiming's eyes nearly burst with rage.

He realized he could no longer sense the power of divine authority.

At the same time, the torrential curse power within his body, vast as an ocean, also dissipated entirely.

The God-Slayer finding himself stripped of divine authority was beyond terrifying to describe.

Only belatedly did he realize the truth, staring tightly at the pitch-black aura on Su Han, and gasped in disbelief.

"Imagine Killer... you bastard! You great liar..."

What the hell is a Darkness Fruit?

Although the Darkness Fruit does look similar, this effect is clearly... Imagine Killer.

Did he really think I had zero understanding of these abilities? That I'd believe whatever others say? But soon, a thread of confusion and shock rose in his heart again.

"But... if this truly is Imagine Killer, then this fellow should have no ability other than Imagine Killer... So what exactly happened just now?"

Lu Feiming was thrown into chaos.

According to his memory, he could find not a shred of explanation.

"Your life! I accept it."

Su Han spoke coldly, Armament Haki covering his fist, while lightning flickered on his wrist.

"Spear of Thor!"

The fist-wrist carried unparalleled power, striking forward in an instant and directly piercing through Lu Feiming's chest.

"Pfft!"

Lu Feiming's pupils dilated suddenly.

In his eyes lay unwillingness, anger, killing intent, and a trace of barely perceptible fear and disbelief.

How could this be? How could he possibly die here? Meanwhile, Mekal, who had been facing off against Marquis Voban with a grave expression all along, his eyes flickered slightly.

A curve formed at the corner of his mouth.

Killing intent was sharp.

"Now is the time!"

Mekal's body began to glow as he transformed into endless lightning.

Speed reached its extreme limit at this moment, rushing straight toward Su Han.

The seemingly casual Marquis Voban narrowed his eyes slightly.

His body tensed instantly, but before he could do anything.

He sensed something, his expression paused briefly, then his hand movements relaxed.

He murmured.

"If it's that guy, there should be no problem... However, his arrival speed is truly slow."

Terrifying lightning surged toward Su Han.

Mekal's eyes revealed a hint of ferocity and a touch of killing intent.

Giving it his all.

Although Su Han didn't appear to be a God-Slayer, he was clearly on Marquis Voban's side and possessed immense strength.

Before engaging in direct combat with Marquis Voban or others, naturally, he would disable as many of Voban's forces as possible.

To kill a God-Slayer, such a person deserved the utmost caution regardless of how one treated them.

"Victory!"

Gazing at Su Han's calm face, seemingly unaware of what had happened, Mekal formed this thought.

In the next instant, space shattered.

"Oh hahaha... Truly missed the best timing for my entrance! But, it seems I haven't arrived too late yet."

Whitebeard's hearty voice rang out as he charged into the battlefield, his naginata covered in Armament Haki.

Wielding Air Shock.

Like slapping a ball, he forcibly knocked back Mekal, who was rushing like lightning.

Lu Feiming, hanging by a single breath, saw Whitebeard, opened his mouth wide, his pupils shrank, and he spat out several words in disbelief.

"W-Whitebeard..."

That last breath of Lu Feiming went straight down his throat; his neck tilted, and he lost the signs of life.

He was dead.

Su Han stared blankly at the lifeless Lu Feiming in his hand, then stared blankly at Whitebeard.

How did Lu Feiming die? Was he choked to death by Whitebeard? If so... then whose head is this damn thing supposed to count for?

Under Su Han's strange gaze, the Whitebeard's voice gradually fell silent.

He turned his head to glance at Su Han, asking in a somewhat low tone, "President... what happened?"

"Nothing, I was just thinking about a serious question."

Su Han withdrew his gaze expressionlessly and continued looking at Lu Feiming before him.

"Ding! The God-Slayer Transmigrator has been eliminated! Mission completed."

"Ding! Guild President Su Xiaoxiao led this battle to victory, earning 250 points.

'Come be my son,' earned 500 points.

'I am a Marquis,' earned 500 points.

Aizen Sōsuke, earned 500 points."

On the battlefield.

Whether it was Aizen, who had restrained the God of Victory Velsirana, or Marquis Vauban, who was currently striding heavily toward Su Han, or even the Whitebeard standing beside Su Han.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

The Whitebeard's crescent-shaped beard trembled slightly as he murmured, "Five points..."

Although the bulk of the points went to Su Han, the Whitebeard had no objections.

After all, the guild mission had originally been organized by Su Han, not to mention that Su Han was the one who killed the God-Slayer Transmigrator.

Su Han also breathed a sigh of relief; fortunately, everything was fine.

The intelligence of the guild system was truly impressive.

An angry roar sounded from afar.

"Damn you! How dare you humiliate a god like this."

Terrifying divine pressure spread outward in all directions.

The sky underwent strange changes; dense, incredibly thick thunderclouds appeared across the entire sky above Sadingdao.

Storms gathered from above.

Meikar, who had been sent flying by the Whitebeard, now had an icy expression, with a terrifying aura leaking from his physique.

The giant club in his hand emitted a luster like lightning at this moment, with arcs of electricity jumping along its surface.

Being sent flying had already been a great humiliation.

Now, Meikar sensed that the Whitebeard did not possess the aura of a God-Slayer.

In other words, he had been sent flying by a mortal—what an insult.

It was comparable to Lu Feiming, the God-Slayer previously killed by Su Han.

Thinking that he might end up alongside Lu Feiming as a laughingstock in the history of God-Slayers and Disobedient Gods.

Meikar's expression grew even colder.

Words filled with killing intent were spoken.

"I will make you die!"