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Chapter 202 Fist and Sword
Chapter 202 Ten-Fist Sword
It wasn't anger, it wasn't tension, but a pure, heartfelt joy.
"Yamata no Orochi----"
"It really feels like destiny."
Bai Yu spoke softly, and then his eyes changed.
The whites of his eyes were scarlet, and three black tomoe slowly rotated in his pupils. Then the tomoe joined together, forming a completely new and more complex pattern.
Kaleidoscope Sharingan.
The eight heads of the black charcoal serpent simultaneously emitted a piercing laugh.
"Your eyes changed color?! Hahahaha! You think you can defeat me just by changing your color?! I am Yamata no Orochi! A monster from mythology! Someone even Kaido wouldn't dare underestimate!"
The eight snake heads opened their mouths simultaneously, and black energy condensed in each mouth.
"Yazoa: Dark Devouring Cannon!"
Eight black beams of light shot out from the eight snake mouths, each powerful enough to destroy a building. The eight beams intertwined, forming a massive, destructive network that enveloped Bai Yu and everyone behind him.
That was an attack powerful enough to level the entire room.
Artoria stepped forward, raising the holy sword in her hand, and golden light began to gather.
But she didn't make a move.
Because a hand blocked her way.
Bai Yu's hand.
"I'll do it."
Bai Yu's voice was calm, so calm that it didn't sound like he was facing a mythical monster.
His Mangekyou Sharingan spun rapidly, and a powerful, visible surge of chakra erupted from his body, forming a semi-transparent skeleton around him.
Then comes the muscle.
Then there's the skin.
Then came the armor.
Susanoo.
A huge, translucent black giant rose from Bai Yu's body, piercing through the castle's ceiling, and rubble and debris rained down.
But the attacks from those black charcoal serpents struck Susanoo without leaving a single mark.
The eight heads of the black charcoal serpent simultaneously stopped attacking, and the sixteen eyes on the eight heads widened in surprise.
"What...what is this...?"
His voice was no longer arrogant; it was filled with a genuine, pure fear of the unknown.
A black giant stood up under the night sky of the Flower Capital, taller than Orochi's castle.
Everyone in the entire Flower Capital witnessed this scene.
People on the street looked up at the semi-transparent black giant. Some knelt down, some turned and ran, and some stood there with their mouths agape, unable to make a sound.
"What is that?!"
"Ghost—a ghost—"
"No—that's—that's God!"
Bai Yu stood inside Susanoo, looking down at the eight-headed monster below.
Kurozumi Orochi's Yamata no Orochi seemed rather small compared to Susanoo.
Do you know what true despair is?
Bai Yu's voice came from within Susanoo. It wasn't loud, but every word clearly reached Kurozumi Orochi's ears.
Kurozumi Orochi wanted to escape, but his body wouldn't obey him.
It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that fear had completely stiffened his muscles.
Those scarlet eyes looked at him through Susanoo as if he were an ant.
Bai Yu stretched out a hand.
Susanoo then extended its enormous black arm, its five fingers outstretched, and reached out to grab at the Kurozumi Orochi.
The giant black serpent finally moved, its eight heads frantically tearing at the outstretched black arm.
However, the teeth bit into Susanoo's armor, producing a harsh grinding sound, but without causing any damage.
Several of the snake's teeth were broken, and blood gushed from its mouth. The black charcoal snake let out a mournful scream.
"Aaaaaaahh ...
A giant blue hand grabbed the black charcoal serpent's body and lifted him from the ruins of the castle.
The eight snake heads were still struggling, biting, and twisting frantically, but the grip of that giant black hand was too strong for him to break free from.
"Let me go! Let me go! Do you know who I am?! I am Kurozumi Orochi! I am the Shogun of Wano Country! Kaido will not let you go! He will definitely kill you! Kill all of you!"
Bai Yu looked at the struggling monster in his hand, his expression unchanged.
His other hand was also extended.
Susanoo's other hand grasped the other snake heads of Kurozumi Orochi.
Then, Bai Yu began to exert force.
The giant black serpent felt the power emanating from the massive black hand, a power it could not withstand. Its scales began to crack, its bones creaked under the strain, and blood seeped from the gaps in its scales.
"No—no—"
His voice was no longer a threat, no longer angry, but a pure, undignified plea.
"Please—don't kill me—I'll give you everything—wealth—women—power—I'll give you everything!"
Bai Yu looked at him, her eyes as calm as a stagnant pool.
"What I want, you can't give me."
The giant blue hand tightened again.
The black charcoal serpent let out a piercing scream.
The scream echoed throughout the entire Flower Capital, reaching the ears of everyone.
The black giant hand of Susanoo tightened once more.
The eight heads of the black charcoal serpent simultaneously let out a scream, a distorted and piercing sound, like eight people wailing in different tones at the same time.
His scales began to crack under the immense pressure, peeling off piece by piece from his body, splattering blood onto the ground.
"No—no—please—"
His pleas had lost all dignity; tears welled in the eyes of all eight snake heads, and snot and saliva mingled and flowed from their hideous mouths.
Bai Yu looked at him, her expression unchanged.
He had seen far too many enemies, some stronger, some more insane, and some more arrogant than Kurozumi Orochi.
And these people, without exception, all showed the same expression when facing death.
fear.
Pleading.
Then came despair.
"You said it took you so many years to climb to where you are today."
Bai Yu's voice was calm, as if he were stating a fact that had nothing to do with himself.
"You said you crawled on your knees, licked other people's shoes, and begged for mercy like a dog."
The giant hand of Susanoo loosened slightly, and Kurozumi Orochi thought that his pleas had worked, and all eight of his snake heads showed expressions of hope at the same time.
"Yes, yes, yes—I know I was wrong—I'll never do it again—please, please forgive me—"
But Bai Yu shook his head.
I'm not trying to pity you.
His voice turned cold.
"I'm telling you that the hardships you've endured are not a reason for you to torment others today."
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Susanoo's giant hand tightened again, and this time, Shiraha showed no mercy.
One of the black charcoal serpent's heads made a cracking sound as its bones broke, and the eyes of that head suddenly bulged out and then exploded.
Blood and bits of flesh exploded in the air like fireworks, and the remaining seven heads of the giant black serpent simultaneously let out even more shrill screams.
"The first one."
Bai Yu's voice sounded like the pronouncement of death.
Susanoo grabbed another snake head with its other hand and yanked it hard.
The snake's head, along with its long neck, was torn entirely from the body of the black serpent. Blood gushed from the severed wound, like a tap being turned on, staining the ground a dark red.
"The second one."
The screams of the black charcoal serpent had become neither human nor snake-like, but a chilling howl somewhere in between.
"No—no—please—don't—"
Bai Yu ignored it.
Susanoo's giant hand continued its movement, grabbing the third snake head.
This time, Bai Yu didn't crush or tear it directly. Instead, he slowly held the snake head in his palm and applied pressure little by little.
Orochi could clearly feel his skull cracking bit by bit; the slow, irreversible process of death was more terrifying than being killed outright.
"Aaaaaaah!!!"
The third snake head was crushed like an egg in Bai Yu's hand.
Then comes the fourth one.
the fifth.
sixth.
Each snakehead dies in a different way.
Some were crushed, some were torn off, and some were smashed flat by Susanoo's fist.
From his initial frantic struggles to his desperate pleas, Orochi eventually lost even the strength to beg.
Only two snake heads remained, barely holding on, but their eyes had lost all light, filled only with empty, pure fear.
Bai Yu looked at him and finally stopped.
It wasn't out of pity.
It's because he felt it was enough.
"There are two left."
Bai Yu's voice was very soft, but Kurozumi Orochi heard it clearly.
The two heads of the black charcoal serpent trembled simultaneously.
He understood what Bai Yu meant.
His body began to shrink, the black scales peeling away like a discarded garment. The two snake heads slowly retracted into his neck, and his body transformed from that enormous monster back into the short, dark figure wearing a purplish-red kimono.
An ugly man.
He collapsed to the ground, covered in blood, wounds, and trembling all over.
His eyes held no arrogance, no anger, only pure, unreserved fear.
Bai Yu withdrew Susanoo.
The black giant slowly dissipated, turning into countless points of light that merged into the night sky.
Bai Yu stood in front of the black charcoal serpent, looking down at him.
"Ten-Fist Sword!"
With a soft thud, a massive, spiritual sword pierced through the body of the black charcoal serpent.
The black charcoal serpent's eyes widened suddenly.
He looked down at the giant sword that had pierced his chest.
The sword is not a physical object, but is formed from pure spiritual light. Strange patterns flow across the translucent blade, resembling some kind of ancient sealing runes.
"What...what is this...?"
His voice became weak, as if it came from a very far place.
The Ten-Fist Sword did not give him an answer.
A tremendous suction force emanated from the sword, and Orochi felt his soul being pulled and ripped from his body by something. The feeling was more terrifying than any pain; it was the fear of his very existence being extinguished.
"No—no! My soul! You are absorbing my soul!"
He struggled frantically, but his already broken body was completely unable to move.
His hands tried to grasp the blade, but his fingers slipped through the blade as if grasping at thin air.
His body began to become transparent.
Starting from the limbs, it disappears little by little, like pencil marks being erased by an eraser.
"I—I am the Shogun of Wano Country—I am Yamata no Orochi—I cannot—I cannot just leave like this—"
His voice grew fainter and fainter, fading into the distance.
Finally, his eyes fell on Bai Yu.
In those eyes, there was no fear, no pleading, only something indescribable.
Is it regret?
Is it resentment?
Or is it liberation?
Nobody knows.
Because in the next second, Orochi's body completely disappeared.
A flash of light appeared on the Totsuka Sword, then returned to calm.
Bai Yu withdrew Susanoo, and the Totsuka Blade also disappeared.
Only a faint smell of blood remained in the air, along with a pool of dark red blood on the ground, proving that a person named Kurozumi Orochi once lived here.
No, maybe it's not human.
It's a monster.
The room fell silent for a moment.
Then, someone made a sound, like a string snapping.
"Orochi-sama——Orochi-sama is dead!"
A guard in black armor dropped his knife and ran. His crotch was already soaked, but no one laughed at him, because everyone else was doing the same thing.
run.
Run as fast as you can.
Leave this demon.
But Rangiku didn't give them a chance.
She stretched out her hand, her slender fingers making a light sweeping motion in the air.
"Gray Cat".
Her body turned into ashes and smoke, moving through the room at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.
Each time they appeared, a guard fell down, covered in small wounds, and stopped breathing.
The others weren't idle either.
Robin's hands moved rapidly in the air, and with each finger strike, someone trying to escape through the window was sent flying by the merciless force, crashing heavily into the wall and losing consciousness.
"Leave a few alive."
Bai Yu's voice was calm.
Robin nodded, slowing his movements to simply knock out those who were still resisting, rather than kill them.
Artoria stood in the doorway, her golden holy sword already drawn, but she didn't draw it. Not out of disdain, but because she didn't need to.
These ordinary guards didn't require her intervention.
In less than three minutes, all the enemies in the room had fallen.
Some died, some fainted, and some knelt on the ground trembling, not even having the courage to beg for mercy.
The women who had previously danced for Orochi huddled together in a corner, looking at Shiraha and his group with a mixture of fear and gratitude.
Bai Yu glanced at them, then said to Violet, "Give them some money and let them leave."
Violet nodded, took a small cloth bag from his pocket, and threw it in front of the women.
"This money should be enough for you to live on for a while. Let's go."
The women were stunned for a moment, then began to kowtow frantically, their foreheads hitting the floor with a thud.
"Thank you—thank you, sir—"
They picked up their cloth bags, stumbled out of the room, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Bai Yu turned around and looked into the depths of the castle.
"There are still a few areas that need to be cleaned."