The slash descended from above, without a hint of extravagance or the wide-area light cannon effect...
It was rely a simple, unadorned slash... and the sudden, explosive clash of Conqueror's Haki.
The shockwaves from the collision of Conqueror's Haki were less impactful than the clash of light and darkness, justice and evil.
Blazing white and pure black devoured each other, utterly destroying one another.
This process was exceptionally conspicuous, yet fleeting.
"Thud!"
A muffled sound echoed as the arrow of hatred vanished mid-air.
Michael's slash was similarly shattered into pieces.
But...
Even this fragnted, minuscule amount of power did not escape Michael's control upon shattering.
It did not scatter in all directions; instead, it shot straight toward Lily's body.
Lily's eyes widened abruptly as dark tentacles surged around her once more, coiling into a shield before her.
Yet, Michael revealed a triumphant smile.
"Daughter... even though you are over eight hundred years old, you are still too young."
With that, guided by Michael's Observation Haki, the subtle slash swiftly bypassed the newly ford shield at an angle no ordinary person could anticipate, speeding toward her body.
After a few faint sounds...
Lily's face, originally filled with ferocity, now bore a look of disbelief.
She slowly lowered her head, gazing at her chest, abdon, and waist.
Several narrow but bone-deep wounds appeared on her body.
Earlier, she had fully utilized Conqueror's Haki for offense, leaving no room for defense with Armant Haki.
Or perhaps...
She was never proficient in defense.
Because over these eight hundred years, no one had survived her attacks long enough to counterattack.
This outco, however, was within Michael's expectations.
He sensed Lily's skill, her formidable Devil Fruit power, and her Conqueror's Haki, which rivaled his own...
All of this could be attributed to the accumulation of ti and the mutations from absorbing lives of the sa bloodline.
But...
Physical prowess is not sothing that increases alongside these powers.
Except for monsters like Michael, everyone else must undergo day after day of rigorous training to possibly attain increasingly terrifying physical strength and durability.
And Lily...
Clearly, she had no ti for that.
"Lily... you are too arrogant."
"Do you think a single, overwhelmingly powerful Conqueror's Haki infusion could directly crush ? Or do you believe I am incapable of even a counterattack?"
"Although your appearance remains unchanged... you are no longer the Queen Lily, who, despite her extre thods, was thorough and ticulous..."
"Now, you are rely a tyrant—powerful enough, cruel enough, and arrogant enough."
Michael's voice no longer carried the tenderness and reluctance it held before the battle began.
Even if he was reluctant to strike his daughter, it was only a montary hesitation.Once it ca to real blades and live ammunition, it was a life-or-death situation.
Michael understood this all too well.
So…
He had already done enough ntal preparation—enough that he could now…
Kill Lily without any other reservations.
But facing Michael's completely icy gaze, Lily genuinely broke into a joyful smile.
"That's right, this is the man I love…"
"As long as you make up your mind, you can definitely kill !"
Lily's face once again brimd with a yandere smile.
"Then I no longer need to hold back either!"
"Мiсhаеl..."
"Descеnd intо thе еndlеss hell with !"
"Demоn's Dеscent intо Hell."
Тhе surging dаrknеss frоm Lilу envelоpеd hersеlf and Мichаеl аt an unstopраble, lightning-fast paсе.
Тhе еntire Garden of Flоwers fеll into сomplete silencе.
Only Vivi remained, unrеsponsivе...
Аnd thе blаck sphеre flоating in mid-аir.
...
As Miсhаel and Lilу were trappеd within thе blаck sphere, the battlefield оutside grаduаllу еscalatеd intо a white-hоt stаte.
Apart frоm the рrоlоngеd stаlеmаtе аmong the top-tiеr сombаtants, thе sеcоndarу bаttlеs hаd alrеаdу begun to tilt overwhelmingly under the artillery fire set up at the outermost periter of the Angel Alliance.
Despite the Angel Alliance's tily retreats, casualties were inevitable under the relentless bombardnt.
This was sothing that could never be avoided.
In contrast, the World Governnt paid an even heavier price.
The armies that remained loyal to the Celestial Dragons—CP0 to CP9, the Science Unit, the Special Science Unit, the Criminal Investigation Bureau, the Marine Corps, the World Governnt Police, and a series of other forces—were completely annihilated under the cross-coverage artillery network of the Angel Alliance from all directions.
Monkey D. Dragon, who was in charge of command, watched the maps and the images transmitted back by the Den Den Mushi with a detached expression, eventually letting out a long sigh.
"Sakazuki and I gave them plenty of opportunities, even sending Rosindante into the World Governnt to try to sway them... but it yielded little results."
"At this point, are you starting to care about these things?" Tsuru glanced at him calmly. "Dragon, you're a child I watched grow up... and one of the smartest people in my mind. Tell , what are the consequences of sympathizing with the enemy?"
"Tsuru-san, I know what you're trying to say... I'm not sympathizing with the enemy, but I feel regretful." Dragon shook his head. "Though I hate to admit it, most of these people were elites in the world... even in post-war reconstruction, they would have been plug-and-play talents... all of them died under the naval artillery fire. Though it was necessary, I can't help but feel regretful."
"That's still far better than planting a ticking ti bomb in the new order, one that could explode at any mont."
"You're right." Dragon did not deny Tsuru's words. "So I'm rely expressing my regret verbally here..."
"Alright, after the artillery bombardnt, it's ti for all the Angel Alliance armies to advance into the interior of the Red Line... that's the true heartland of the World Governnt." Tsuru suddenly looked up. "By the way, the person responsible for seizing control of Uranus... has the battle ended?"
"Unfortunately, not yet..." Dragon shook his head. "But the issue of Uranus, the Sky King no longer needs to be dwelled upon. According to the information Buggy the Clown sent back, only one person from the World Governnt is stationed there..."
"Who?"
"Kong, the Steel Bone."
"Is that so..."
Tsuru was montarily stunned before letting out a sigh.
"It seems... our teacher has no intention of surviving."
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