His head was half-lowered, and his white eyes reflected the dark sky. Nagato looked at the sky, and suddenly, he frowned and stared at the oppressive and dead sky. The rumbling dark clouds in the sky were moving away.
The Thunder Drum on his back was trembling, and the Thunder Python coiled around his body. The Thunder Drum on his back was vibrating, and the surging and muffled thunder struck the heavy drum, causing lingering echoes to reverberate in the deathly silent sky. It was like a welcoming symphony, and every strike made people's hearts beat fiercely. The feeling of impending doom shrouded the hearts of all the "living" people on the ground.
One second!
Two seconds!
Three seconds!
As if a moment had passed, and as if time had been frozen in time, the sky suddenly collapsed, and countless black fragments fell to the ground like a broken membrane. The crisp cracking sounds were like that of an eggshell being nailed to a corner, and the fragments began to stick together and fall to the ground.
A ferocious black head stretched out, as if a terrifying dragon had finally come from the back of the sky. The ferocious dragon head was followed by a huge body covered in terrifying scales. In the middle of the scales, there was a black shadow entwined. Ordinary eyesight would not be able to see the shadow under the scales.
But the Eye of Samsara could clearly reflect that the shadows were clearly countless black threads entwined together. It was a monster like the black abyss under the ground!!!
Until the whole giant was revealed from the sky, the people on the ground still couldn't believe that this terrible monster turned out to be a huge battleship!!!
It's not that there are no ships and battleships in this world, but it's absolutely unimaginable that there would be such a terrifying and huge battleship flying in the sky. On the top of the battleship, there were terrifying barrels aimed at the ground. Although the deep black barrels haven't ejected blazing flames yet, the destructive aura has already diffused into the air, piercing the lungs of every living person.
"More than one!"
Jiraiya crawled out from the ground in panic, and his teeth were trembling. There was more than one battleship in the sky. Although the battleships behind weren't as exaggerated and terrifying as the first one, there were still battleships made of steel slowly flying out. The cold aura made of steel was terrifying, and the skulls painted with black gas under the bottom of the ship formed a continuous line of messengers of death, silently overlooking the ground.
The dark Pluton, the steel skulls, and the continuous battleships with insufferably arrogant arrogance barged into everyone's vision, and the most frightening thing was that the steel battleships behind were packed with countless terrifying monsters. Just a glimpse of their figures made people's bones feel cold.
They weren't humans at all, but deformed and terrifying monsters. They were looking down with bloodthirsty craziness, baring their teeth, making people shudder.
Then, on the wings of the first dark "dragon" that covered the sky, and the two sides of Pluton's ship, a black robe fluttered in the air.
Those black robes represented the apostles!
Terumi Mei gasped, and her whole body felt like falling into an ice cave. She stiffly turned her head to look at Jiraiya and said with difficulty, "How many apostles are there?"
Jiraiya swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The black robes fluttered in the sky, and some of them were faces he had seen before, but most of them were faces he had never seen before.
Not every person wearing a black robe was an apostle, but even if he just looked from afar, those black robes exuded an extremely dangerous aura. Even if they weren't apostles, they were probably existences on the same level as apostles.
His tongue was stuttering, Jiraiya stared at the huge battleship floating in the sky with his eyes wide open. His eyes suddenly narrowed into a pinhole, and a white cloak came into his sight.
It was a tall man, wearing a well-ironed military uniform. The white cloak made of golden silk fluttered in the air. Under the black hair, there was a pair of strange and indifferent eyes. He was standing in the center of the group of black robe apostles, and there was a cold and gloomy smile on his face.
"I don't know how many apostles there are, but I know that the leader of the apostles is on that ship!" Jiraiya raised his finger and pointed, "That white cloak is Yarlin!"
Onoki's pupils shrunk, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes. He let out a long sigh and said, "Decapitation Tactic!"
The moment his voice fell, he floated in the air and launched the first attack toward the sky.
"Ha ~"
A cold sneer came from the sky, and the battleship tilted down at a strange angle. The black robe apostles on the deck of Pluton stared at Onoki as if they were looking at a dead man.
"Old man, your blood is about to dry up, and you still want to be the first one to die. You are really stupid. Hehehe ~ Let me deal with him!"
Long scarlet trousers were exposed at the bottom of his black robe. His sharp leather shoes made crisp sounds as he stepped on the deck. His two scarlet eyebrows were slightly raised, and his whole body was exuding an evil and bloody aura.
Blood Earl – Balorick · Lederfeld sneered, and his whole body disappeared in an instant. Like a thirsty bat, he swept an arc in the air, and opened the umbrella sword to slash at Onoki's neck.
Whoosh!
There was a sharp tearing sound. Before Onoki could get close to him, a layer of fine goosebumps appeared on his neck. A red shadow appeared in front of him, and a black and red cloak unfolded to cover his vision. The speed was as fast as a ghost, but he could not even catch a clear glimpse of the person's face before a spinning and tearing umbrella sword approached him.
"Earth Release: Rock Clone Jutsu!"
Shua!
Several doppelgangers appeared and surrounded Onoki. One of them was instantly cut apart. The hard rock was cut in half as smoothly as tofu. The three swords folded into swords and swung strangely. They knocked away the attacks of the doppelgangers and accurately locked onto Onoki's real body. Like the fangs of a poisonous snake, they chased and bit Onoki's shoulder fiercely.
In the screeching sound of friction, a palm-sized piece of flesh was bitten off, and even the bones showed clear cracks. Onoki's body that was flying upward swayed to the side, deviating from the trajectory of flying into the air, and fell to the ground.
With one foot on the ground, Onoki's body jumped like a monkey to avoid the continuous stabs of the sword blade. Onoki's hands quickly formed a seal, the ground suddenly trembled, and the fine pieces of rock burst out and gathered into a rotating boulder, smashing toward Balorik who was chasing after him.
Streaks of sword energy cut through the boulder, and in the dust, Balorik stared at Onoki with a faint smile. His tongue gently licked the blade of his sword, which was still stained with Onoki's blood.
"Too old, not fresh enough!"
Spitting a mouthful of blood, Balorick curled his mouth and said.
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