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Chapter 645: The Shield Shatters!

The condensed ghostly energy passed through without hindrance, cutting straight into the second layer of shield.

The moment the blade touched the shield, the dark red magical runes on its surface ignited. Dark golden ghostly energy, carrying destructive heat, instantly burned away the runes.

The black crystal shell, now devoid of magical runes, was as brittle as thin ice. Yama swiftly pierced through it with a single strike.

The Third Generation Kitetsu followed closely behind. Crimson demonic energy mingled with dark gold demonic energy. It was simply a raging meat grinder.

The blade spun wildly within the third layer of the shield. This layer was shredded to pieces.

Wado Ichimonji tacitly took over the battlefield. The pure white blade was wreathed in jet-black Armament Haki.

The white blade and black slash carried the purest and most violent destructive power. Like a hot knife through butter, it cleaved through the fourth layer in a single blow.

The four-layered shield collapsed in two breaths. Indestructible fragments of black crystal flew everywhere in mid-air.

The aftershocks of the dark gold ghostly aura swept across the area like a tsunami. The fragments were further crushed in the aftershocks, turning into tiny dust particles that shimmered with a dark red light.

A strange black blizzard suddenly exploded. Debris filled the space between the two men.

Qilin Gom Saint's arms trembled violently from the terrifying impact. The shockwaves from each shattering shield penetrated to his very bones.

The force traveled up his arm and straight into his internal organs.

Crackling sounds. A blinding crack appeared on the surface of the fifth layer of the shield. The sixth layer of magical runes flickered wildly and erratically.

His breathing stopped completely.

The ultimate defense it was so proud of. The divine armor it revered as a god. Now, before the dark gold blade of the green-haired swordsman, it visibly crumbled and shattered layer by layer.

The scythe of death was already pressed against his neck.

Fear finally triumphed over that ridiculous pride. Kirin Gnomes made a choice instinctively. The Celestial Dragons' first choice when faced with a deadly threat: escape.

He bit his tongue desperately, and a mouthful of foul-smelling, black blood gushed out.

The sixth layer of shield was about to shatter. He tried to use the immense impact to propel himself backward, desperately trying to deflect the force.

He needed to create distance to regroup his demonic energy. His feet had already begun to rapidly withdraw.

Don't even think about escaping.

Chopper, who was keeping a close eye on the battle, was determined not to give him that chance. Chopper had been waiting for this moment.

At the same instant that Kirin Gom Saint moved his feet backward, Chopper's massive green body slammed heavily into the ground.

Two enormous forehooves were raised high. Two heavy, emerald-green hammers were plunged deep into the icy plains.

Boom! Two large craters were smashed into the ice field.

The rings on Chopper's forehead burst forth with dazzling light. The light pierced through the swirling snow.

He unleashed the last surge of pure life force within his body. This force poured into the earth below like a flood bursting its banks.

Two massive, bucket-thick vines burst forth from the earth, their entire surface covered in emerald-green sacred runes. Two ancient pythons, utterly enraged, soared into the sky.

The accuracy is terrifying. It doesn't wrap around the torso. It doesn't wrap around the arms.

With lightning speed, it tightly bound the legs of the Qilin Gom Saint as he retreated.

The vines wrapped around her legs for a moment, then suddenly pulled her downwards.

An overwhelming force surged through the vines, abruptly halting the backward flight of the Qilin Gom Saint.

He suddenly lurched forward in mid-air, his feet firmly planted on the ground as if nailed down by vines.

It's hard to move an inch.

The space for escape was completely locked down. The backward deflection was abruptly interrupted. The window of opportunity to regroup demonic energy was mercilessly extinguished by this vine.

Qilin Gom Saint looked down at his legs in horror.

The emerald green vines wrapped around her legs emitted a blinding light. The runes on the vines formed greedy maws, frantically absorbing the demonic energy from the leg armor.

The jet-black crystals quickly faded at the point of contact, turning into a lifeless grayish-white.

He attempted to burn away the vines with the demonic energy within his body. Thick, black energy surged wildly from his palm.

The moment the demonic energy came into contact with the emerald green runes, it was instantly purified into a pungent white mist.

Unable to move. Unable to deflect force. Unable to replenish defenses in front of them.

Directly ahead. Zoro's dark gold blade, carrying a destructive force, shattered the sixth layer of the shield.

Bang! The sixth floor shattered into countless fragments.

The seventh and final layer of shield was completely exposed to the flashing blades.

The shield, weakened by the continuous shockwaves from the previous blade energy, was covered in a dense network of spiderweb-like cracks and was on the verge of collapse.

Terrified, the Qilin Gom Saint suddenly raised its head.

He let out the most desolate roar of his life. This voice contained no trace of superior authority. It was not the voice of a god.

Stripped of all pretense and disguise, the once invincible Celestial Dragons faced death, letting out their most primal screams.

"Damn beast!"

The curses echoed mournfully through the blizzard. The voice trembled uncontrollably, carrying the utter resentment of being fallen from grace.

He was filled with utter disbelief. How could a lowly reindeer have driven him to his death?

Both eyes were completely bloodshot. The whites of their eyes had turned a frightening dark red.

A crazed gambler who has lost all his chips frantically pours the last of his demonic energy into his seventh-layered shield.

They were attempting to complete this final and most ridiculous reinforcement before Zoro's fatal blow arrived.

But on the seemingly indestructible surface of the black crystal, cracks continue to expand irreversibly and relentlessly.

Click. Click. Click.

The sound of cracks spreading. Death is tolling its death knell.

In mid-air, Zoro hovered in his Ashura Charge stance.

The enormous dark golden phantom receded behind him. Asura's power was being compressed to its limit.

The tips of the three renowned swords pointed steadily and precisely at the final, cracked shield of the Qilin Gom Saint.

Zoro's right arm trembled slightly. The bandage covering his wound was completely soaked with blood. Crimson blood dripped continuously down his arm.

Every muscle fiber was screaming in unbearable pain. The overwhelming battle was relentlessly tearing his body apart.

But his gaze was more unwavering than ever. A cold, sinister light flashed in his single eye.

The eyes of a master swordsman. The deadly gaze that a hunter reveals when he sees his prey with nowhere to run.

Below, on the ground, Chopper stubbornly maintained his downward-pressed stance.

He used all his strength to control the vines. But the light of the rings on his forehead, symbolizing the power of life, had already dimmed considerably.

Overdrawing his life force brought his body to the brink of collapse. Two streams of blood gushed from his nose. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth to his chin, dripping onto the icy plain.

Both the man and the deer were on the absolute brink of physical collapse.

Neither of them gave an inch. One used all their strength to block the prey's escape route. The other locked the prey's throat with the sharpest blade.

In mid-air, the cracks on the final layer of the black crystal shield continued to spread wildly. A spiderweb-like predicament. Shattering was only a matter of time.