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Chapter 208 Jack Falls
Chapter 208 Jack Falls
Retsu Unohana looked at Jack, a smile curving her lips.
"Your strength is indeed very strong."
Her voice remained gentle, but a hint of coldness finally appeared in her eyes.
"But your technique is too rough."
She pushed her hand forward suddenly.
Jack felt a tremendous force coming from the tip of the knife, which sent his body flying backward.
His feet carved two deep furrows in the ground, and he slid for more than ten meters before coming to a stop.
Jack looked down at his right hand.
The tiger's mouth split open, and fresh blood gushed from the wound.
A small crack appeared on his sickle.
His pupils suddenly contracted.
Her thrust shattered his special scythe, which was covered in Armament Haki.
What kind of monster is this woman?
But the next second, a smile spread across his face.
"Your Armament Haki is indeed very strong."
He raised his head, a hint of mockery flashing in his golden eyes.
"But you still can't kill me."
He raised his right hand, and the wound on his hand was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"My recovery ability is stronger than you think."
His body lunged forward again, and he swung the two scythes once more.
But this time, he changed his strategy.
It's no longer a head-on collision.
Instead, they use their recovery abilities to deplete the opponent's stamina.
He knew that no matter how strong a person was, she was still a woman, and her physical strength was limited.
And he can keep fighting.
Because his body will continuously regenerate during battle.
This is the most terrifying aspect of the awakened form of an Ancient Zoan-type Devil Fruit.
Unless it's a fatal injury, he can recover in seconds.
And the fatal wound—
He didn't believe this woman could inflict a fatal wound on him.
His physique is such that even a naval admiral could withstand several rounds of fighting.
"Yachiru, your swordsmanship and Armament Haki are both very impressive."
Jack's voice came through the gap in the scythe, tinged with smugness.
"However, they cannot inflict fatal damage on me."
His scythe swung out suddenly, aiming for Egg Flower's neck.
"And I only need one strike."
One strike is enough.
Unohana Retsu dodged the attack.
Her body weaved through the gaps in the scythes, the blades twirling in her hands, each strike landing precisely on Jack.
But as Jack said, her attacks couldn't kill him.
Every cut healed within seconds.
Every wound left by the knife disappeared in the next second.
Jack's regenerative abilities were like a bottomless pit, devouring all her attacks.
Retsu Unohana frowned slightly.
It's not because of anxiety.
It's because I'm bored.
"What a troublesome ability, quite similar to this child's."
She muttered to herself, her voice very soft, but Jack still heard her.
"trouble?"
Jack sneered and swung his scythe again.
"This isn't trouble, this is despair."
There was a hint of cruelty in his voice.
"Your attacks are ineffective against me, but my attacks only need one hit to kill you."
"This is your end, Yachiru."
"You will die here, die by my hand, die in the territory of the Beasts Pirates."
"Your swordsmanship, your Armament Haki, your pride, will all end here."
Unohana Retsu looked at him, her eyes as calm as a stagnant pool.
"Are you finished speaking?"
Her voice was still gentle, but so gentle it was unsettling.
Jack's eyes narrowed slightly.
"That's all."
He raised two scythes, the Armament Haki on the blades condensing to its limit, black light dancing on the blades.
"Now that you've said your piece, go die."
His body lunged forward, and he swung both scythes simultaneously, aiming for Unohana Retsu's head and chest.
He used all his strength in that attack.
He believed this strike would kill the woman.
Unohana Retsu's expression finally changed as she watched the two scythes slashing towards her.
It's not fear.
It's a sense of relief.
"I see."
She spoke softly, as if talking to herself.
"I see."
She lowered her head and looked at the Zanpakuto in her hand.
The ancient patterns on the blade began to glow.
It's red light.
It was as red as fresh blood.
"In some ways you're very strong, Jack."
Her voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like a sigh.
"Your recovery ability is truly a headache."
She paused.
"So, although I don't think it's necessary, I need to show my true strength."
Jack's eyes widened suddenly.
True strength?
She hadn't even shown her true strength yet?
impossible.
That's absolutely impossible.
But the next second, he saw a scene he would never forget.
Unohana Retsu held her Zanpakuto horizontally in front of her, the red light on the blade growing brighter and brighter, as if a ball of blood was burning on the blade.
Her lips parted slightly, and she uttered a few words.
"Wan Jie" (万解).
"All gone."
The moment those words were spoken, the whole world changed.
The red light on the blade suddenly burst forth, like a blood-red sun exploding, dyeing everything around it red.
Then, the blade began to melt.
No, it's not melting.
It's a transformation.
Red liquid flowed from the blade, dripping onto the ground like blood.
But those liquids did not evaporate or disappear.
They spread across the ground, converging into red streams that turned the entire battlefield into a blood-red swamp.
Jack stepped into the blood-red swamp and felt a strange power emanating from beneath his feet.
His body began to feel heavy.
His movements began to slow down.
His recovery began to slow down.
His eyes suddenly widened.
"What is this?!"
He wanted to retreat, to leave this blood-red swamp.
But his feet were stuck in the swamp, as if something had grabbed them and he couldn't pull them out.
Retsu Unohana stood in the center of the blood-red swamp, red liquid flowing from the Zanpakuto in her hand.
A gentle smile still lingered on her face.
But there was no longer any tenderness in those eyes.
Only madness.
Only killing.
Only bloodlust.
"Welcome to my world, Jack."
Her voice was no longer gentle.
"This world is called the End of All Things."
"Here, no wound will heal unless I give it my own permission."
Jack's eyes widened suddenly.
"None of the wounds will heal?"
He looked down at the wound on his chest.
Those wounds that Unohana Retsu had previously cut open and had healed are now bleeding again.
Blood gushed from the wound, staining his clothes red.
His regenerative abilities have failed?
"No, that's impossible!"
He roared, trying to use the power of the Devil Fruit to heal his wounds.
But the wound did not heal.
The blood continued to flow.
"I told you, here, no wound will heal."
Unohana Retsu's voice came from the blood-red swamp, carrying a hint of pleasure.
"Your regenerative abilities are useless in this world."
"Because this world will devour all the power of recovery."
She raised the huge scythe in her hand, and red liquid began to flow from the blade, like blood-red venomous snakes.
"Now, your ability to recover is gone, and it's mine now."
A crazy smile spread across her face.
"And you—"
She paused.
"Just endure my attacks."
Her body disappeared.
No, it didn't disappear.
It's so fast that the naked eye can't keep up with it at all.
Jack didn't even see where she was moving before he felt something tearing his chest apart.
He looked down.
A huge wound appeared on his chest, extending from his left shoulder to his right waist. The wound was so deep that the bone was visible, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
"The first cut."
Unohana Retsu's voice came from behind him.
Jack turned around, ready to retaliate.
But his body was too heavy, and his movements were too slow.
He couldn't even turn around.
Because the second knife had already landed on his back.
"The second cut."
Another huge wound appeared, stretching from the shoulder to the waist, with blood gushing out.
"The third cut."
"The fourth cut."
"The fifth cut."
One slash after another, each slash faster and more ruthless than the last.
In less than ten seconds, Jack had more than a dozen huge wounds on his body.
Blood gushed from his body, staining the entire blood-red swamp red.
His body began to sway and tremble.
But he did not fall.
Because he is "Drought" Jack.
He is the top officer of the Beasts Pirates.
He is a monster with a bounty of one billion Berries.
He won't fall so easily.
"Aaaaaaah!"
He roared, and his body suddenly swelled up, his muscles became more muscular, and his bones became even thicker.
He intends to use the power of his awakened form to forcefully break free from the constraints of this blood-red swamp.
He stomped his legs hard on the ground, and the ground exploded with a loud bang.
His body surged upwards, trying to break free of the swamp.
But as soon as his feet left the ground, a hand grabbed them.
That hand was very fair, slender, and looked very gentle.
But it was this hand that made him stop abruptly.
Retsu Unohana stood in front of him, her right hand gripping his ankle.
A gentle smile still lingered on her face.
But those eyes were filled with a frenzied killing intent.
"You can't escape, Jack."
Her voice was hoarse and low, as if she were declaring an unchangeable fact.
"In this world, I am the rule."
She pulled him sharply, dragging him back and causing him to fall heavily into the blood-red swamp.
Then, she raised her Zanpakuto and stabbed it into Jack's chest.
The blade pierced his skin, his muscles, his bones, and his heart.
"This cut is fatal."
Her voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like a sigh.
"But you won't die."
"Because in this world, I will not let you die."
"I will let you live, and let you endure all my attacks."
"Until you completely break down."
She pulled out the blade, and blood gushed out.
Then, another stab.
A knife.
Two cuts.
Three knives.
Four cuts.
Five cuts.
Ten cuts.
Twenty cuts.
Jack's body was covered in wounds, blood, and broken bones.
His body trembled and convulsed in the blood-red swamp.
But his eyes remained fierce.
His will has not broken down.
Because he is "Drought" Jack.
He is the top officer of the Beasts Pirates.
He is a monster with a bounty of one billion Berries.
He won't fall so easily.
"Yachiru-ryu————"
His voice was hoarse and low, as if it were squeezed out from deep in his throat.
"You—can't kill me—"
A smile spread across his face.
"Because I am—Jack—"
Unohana Retsu looked at him, her eyes as calm as a stagnant pool.
"I know."
Her voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like a sigh.
"So, I won't stop."
She raised the sickle, and red liquid began to flow from the blade.
"Until you fall."
"I won't stop."
Her body disappeared again, and then reappeared.
Each appearance leaves a new wound on Jack.
There wasn't a single patch of intact skin left on Jack's body.
There were wounds everywhere, blood everywhere, and broken bones everywhere.
His body was no longer human-shaped.
But his eyes remained open.
His will has not broken down.
Retsu Unohana looked at him, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.
"You're strong, Jack."
Her voice was very soft, as if she were talking to an old friend.
"Your will, your body, your strength—all of these inspire my admiration."
She paused.
"But that's what battle is all about."
"It's either you die or I die."
She raised the sickle, and the red liquid on the blade began to condense.
"The final blow."
Her voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like a sigh.
This strike will bring you down.
Her body disappeared.
Then, a blood-red light appeared before Jack's eyes.
That light illuminated the entire world.
Then, everything returned to darkness.
Jack's body fell into the blood-red swamp, blood gushing from his body and staining the entire swamp red.
His eyes were closed, his breathing was weak, and his heartbeat was slow.
But he is still alive.
Because Retsu Unohana said she wouldn't let him die.
At least, we won't let him die so quickly.
Retsu Unohana stood in the center of the blood-red swamp, red liquid flowing from the scythe in her hand.
She looked down at Jack lying on the ground, her eyes as calm as a still pond.
"Your abilities are indeed remarkable."
Her voice was very soft, so soft it was as if she were talking to herself.
"But your luck isn't so good."
She sheathed her scythe, and the crimson swamp began to recede, the red liquid flowing back into the blade.
The Zanpakuto returned to its original form, its silver blade gleaming in the morning light.
Unohana Retsu sheathed her sword, turned around, and walked towards the center of the battlefield.
After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped and looked back at Jack lying on the ground.
"Your recovery ability is indeed very strong."
She paused.
"But in the face of annihilation, nothing matters."
"Because in this world, only my regenerative ability is absolute."
A smile curved her lips.
"This is my power."
She turned around and continued walking toward the center of the battlefield.
Behind him lay Jack, lying in a pool of blood.
And corpses all over the ground.
Sunlight shone on her, her white kimono fluttered in the morning breeze, and her long black hair shimmered in the sunlight.
A gentle smile still lingered on her face.
But a trace of madness still lingered in those eyes.
A hint of bloodlust.
A sense of satisfaction after a moment of carnage.