It wasn’t just Kong, every Marine present was left utterly speechless by Hui’s words.
The idea of "justice" wasn’t sothing the Marines had never considered before, but they had never been able to find a real answer.
And because they couldn’t find an answer, they buried the thought deep in their hearts.
Over ti, they simply stopped thinking about it altogether.
Even if the thought resurfaced at certain monts, they would forcibly suppress it, because they didn’t dare to think too deeply.
But now, the brutal truth had been laid bare before them.
The darkness of the Marines had been ruthlessly torn open, exposed for all to see.
So Marines began to waver, confusion flickering in their eyes.
"This is nothing more than the baseless ramblings of an arrogant brat, nothing but lies and fabricated nonsense!"
Another voice rang out.
Hui turned to look.
It was a tall man dressed in a formal suit.
One of the Five Elders, the highest authorities in the world.
He had co in person, ready to deal with Hui himself.
At this mont, he stared at Hui, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
What had happened today was far too significant. The impact on the world was far too great.
It had to be rectified.
"Do not forget your duty! You are Marines! This is your duty!
"Enough with the nonsense, just take him down!"
The Elder ordered coldly, refusing to continue arguing with Hui.
Because he knew that the longer the debate continued, the worse the Marines’ image would beco, and the deeper the seeds of doubt would take root in their hearts.
They were never on the side of reason to begin with.
As long as the Celestial Dragons existed, there was no such thing as true justice in this world.
So the only correct course of action was to eliminate this man and then concoct a suitable story to deceive the people.
Hui looked around at the people regaining their composure, those who had now set their sights on him, preparing to strike at any mont.
Shaking his head slightly, he spoke again.
"This is why I say… this era is completely rotten."
Then, a sword appeared in his hand.
Zhi Yi.
To be honest, it had been a long ti since Hui had used this sword.
Because there were hardly any people in this world worthy of making him draw it.
But now, Hui had decided to use this sword to vent his frustration toward the ignorance and unwillingness of this world’s people to fight for real change.
Even though his body had undergone three evolutionary transformations and was no longer within the limits of human existence, Hui still retained human emotions.
The only difference was that his emotional fluctuations had beco extrely small.
And the day those emotions faded entirely, he would lose his humanity and beco sothing beyond human, a god.
An existence of absolute calm, absolute detachnt, absolute intellect.
But that wasn’t the state Hui wished to reach.
So this ti, when his emotions stirred, he deliberately allowed himself to feel them more deeply, to beco angrier, more frustrated.
His purpose was to strengthen these emotions, to keep them from fading too quickly.
That was why, this ti, Hui had no intention of simply using his spatial abilities to leave.
Instead, he decided, Zhi Yi, which had not fought a proper battle since its creation, would finally taste true combat.
Gently stroking the blade of his sword, Hui murmured,
"Only by approaching the brink of death can one comprehend the true aning of life. Today, let my divine sword, Zhi Yi, bring new enlightennt to this world."
"Attack!!!"
The Elder gave the order.
Instantly, hundreds of figures launched toward Hui from all directions.
So wielded swords, spears, and staffs; others charged in barehanded.
So roared in anger, while others remained silent.
But their eyes were all fixed on Hui.
Their objective was to eliminate him.
"This world is heavy with filth, riddled with decay, and stains my very soul.
"Today, with my sword, I shall restore clarity and purity.”
Hui murmured softly.
Then, he swung his sword.
A terrifying sword light, as brilliant as the full moon, slashed across the battlefield, radiant and dazzling, shaking the very heavens.
One slash.
And everyone who had charged at him…died.
Among them were Marine officers with the strength of an ordinary Rear Admiral, and others possessing the power of a Vice Admiral.
So had only just joined the Marines or the World Governnt, still new to their positions.
Others were high-ranking officials commanding hundreds.
Yet under this one slash, they were all the sa.
They were all just lives.
And life was equal.
Equally slain by a single sword strike.
As the light of the full moon dissipated, those who witnessed the scene sucked in a cold breath.
Hiss!
All the warriors who had just charged at Hui, all of them, had been reduced to corpses.
It was a grueso sight.
They had been sliced into countless pieces, their bodies torn apart.
Not a single complete corpse remained.
Because that radiant full moon, had been ford from countless razor-thin blades of sword energy.
Rather than a single dazzling moon, it was more like an endless stream of razor-sharp sword energy.
The flowing sword aura rcilessly shredded anyone caught in its wake.
"Bastard!!!"
The horrific sight was too much for so to bear. With a furious roar, a figure transford into a massive beast and charged at Hui.
It was a Mythical Zoan-type Devil Fruit user.
Hui observed calmly and swung Zhi Yi toward the incoming opponent, sending out a powerful sword slash.
But this ti, the opponent seed prepared. His body moved swiftly to dodge the sword energy.
Yet, in the instant he evaded, he saw a flash of light, and then, he saw his own body.
Hui had taken the initiative. He wasn’t the type to stand in place and let others take shots at him.
With Zhi Yi in hand, Hui’s speed reached an unimaginable level.
He disappeared into the crowd.
And then, Life after life was reaped.
No one could withstand even a single slash.
It was Slaughter.
His speed was simply too fast.
Even without exerting his full strength, his normal movent speed was enough to leave 99% of the people present completely unable to follow his movents.
"Damn you! Stop your rampage!"
Kong roared in fury. Watching Hui massacre people before his very eyes, he could no longer tolerate it.
"Fleet Admiral, huh? That’s fine. The death of a so-called heavyweight should be able to bring so new understanding to this world."
Hui finally stopped.
Around him, a wide empty space had ford.
The surviving people had instinctively fled as far as they could from him.
In just a brief mont, the battlefield had changed.
Now, only Mochizuki Hui remained standing.
And on the ground, hundreds of corpses lay scattered.
Kong could no longer hold back.
With a furious roar, he charged forward.
His fists, clad in deep black Armant Haki, carried devastating power.
As his punch blasted forward, the sheer force of the wind and the sound of the air being torn apart filled the battlefield.
Kong’s physical strength and defensive power were absolutely terrifying.
When utilized properly, his defensive power beca his strongest offensive power.
Few in this world could afford to clash head-on with him.
But Hui could.
Unlike Kong’s fists, which were black as ink, Hui’s fists radiated brilliant light, like a blazing sun.
It was a collision between darkness and light.
But, how could darkness ever overco light?
Under the illumination, the darkness was destined to be erased.
The mont Hui’s radiant fist t Kong’s, Kong’s body began to dissolve.
Not blasted away.
Not sent flying.
It was dissolved.
Like snow eting the scorching sun.
Like cotton candy dropped into water.
Before everyone’s eyes, he evaporated into nothingness.
He ceased to exist.
Kong, the Fleet Admiral of the Marines.
One of the top combat forces in the entire world.
A legendary figure whose na shook the seas.
A fearso marine who struck terror into countless people’s hearts.
Had simply… disappeared.
The world froze.
Everyone stood in stunned silence.
They could not accept what they had just witnessed.
Everyone.
Even Whitebeard, who had already clashed with Hui and been defeated by him in a single blow, could not accept it.
"W-What just happened? Where’s the Fleet Admiral?"
"That… That has to be fake, right?"
"Impossible… I must be seeing things! This is absolutely impossible!"
"Haha… Hahaha… How could this be real? I must be dreaming. Damn it, wake up!"
So spoke with trembling voices.
So pinched themselves as hard as they could.
So gasped for air, trying to breathe.
So faces turned pale as death.
So turned dark and grim.
So were lost in utter confusion and disbelief.
At this mont, every possible reaction existed.
But Hui…he simply retracted his fist and turned toward the Elder.
The punch that had annihilated Kong wasn’t a result of pure brute strength.
It was a technique Hui had developed after years of studying spatial manipulation.
For example, earlier, when no attacks had been able to harm him, it was due to "spatial phasing."
Unlike Obito Uchiha’s Kamui, Hui's ability shifted his entire existence into another overlapping dinsion, allowing people to see his afterimage but never touch him.
And just now, that punch had been spatial turbulence.
How terrifying was spatial turbulence?
It was terrifying enough to obliterate everything.
Kong had been shredded into thousands of microscopic fragnts by chaotic space.
That was why he had vanished without a trace.
A punch like that wasn’t sothing Hui could throw out at any mont.
It required a brief charge-up ti, Or rather, a "casting delay."
If interrupted, the technique wouldn’t activate.
But Kong had been too confident in himself.
And others had been too confident in him.
So no one had stopped Hui from completing the attack, and as a result, Kong, the strongest Marine, a world-class powerhouse, had been one-shotted.
Of course, If Hui had taken the fight seriously from the beginning, he could have one-shot Kong instantly in his Silver Thunder Form.
But, There was no need.
Testing out Spatial Turbulence had been quite worth it.
"With the Fleet Admiral dead… the maines wil lgain so insight into the situation. Right, Sengoku?"
Hui turned his gaze toward Sengoku and spoke coldly.
Hearing his na, Sengoku’s entire body tensed up.
He forced himself to remain calm.
But he couldn’t.
Because his heart was racing uncontrollably.
It was impossible to remain composed.
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