RNP Chapter 92 A warrior as ferocious as a beast, he is invincible!
Chapter 92 A warrior as ferocious as a beast, he is invincible!
Chapter 92 A warrior as ferocious as a beast, he is invincible!
In a certain sea area in the first half of the Grand Line, a raging beast is roaring!
A magical vortex returned to the sky, its violent and ferocious aura making it hard for everyone to breathe.
Bonnie held the badly wounded and dying bear tightly in her arms, her small body trembling with fear and sorrow, tears blurring her vision.
She looked at the enormous outline coalescing at the center of the vortex, as if she were seeing the embodiment of power.
Just as Cracker suppressed the inexplicable fear in his heart and mustered up the courage to drive the biscuit soldiers again.
The giant biscuit knight raised his greatsword, intending to crush Bonnie and her father first.
Just then.
"Roar!!!"
A violent roar, seemingly from the ancient primordial era, suddenly exploded from the magic circle at the center of the crimson vortex!
That didn't sound like a human roar at all, but rather like a ferocious beast breaking free of its chains and announcing its arrival.
With that roar, the crimson vortex of magic contracted violently, and then exploded!
A terrifying figure, as imposing as a mountain and with muscles as solid as cast steel, stomped heavily on the wrecked deck of the Bonnie, imbued with crimson magic flowing through his veins.
Boom!
The entire ship sank violently, and the deck cracked inch by inch!
Amidst the smoke and blood, a figure appeared.
He was much taller than ordinary people, with bronze skin covered in deep red, beast-like demonic markings, like flowing lava.
Her long, wild black hair was disheveled, partially obscuring her face and revealing a pair of irrational, bloodshot, and ferocious eyes!
His upper body was almost naked, adorned only with a few ornaments, and he wore a tattered animal skin skirt. In his hand, he gripped an enormous, exaggeratedly large axe.
He could tear space apart simply by holding the weapon.
Berserker - Hercules!
It lost its reason, leaving only the most primal rage and fighting instincts.
However, the instant his crimson beastly eyes swept across the deck, a surge of emotion originating from the depths of his spirit core, surpassing even berserk mode, suddenly erupted.
His gaze was fixed on Bonney, and on the dying figure in his arms—Bartholomew Bear!
On that body, a mixture of machinery and flesh, every scar tells a story of silent protection.
Even with blurred consciousness and a broken body, her gaze remained fixed on her daughter, filled with love and reluctance.
Daughter! Protect her!
These two words were imprinted deep within Hercules' soul, and could not be erased even when twisted by the berserk curse.
"roar--!!!"
Hercules roared again, this time with an indescribable rage mixed in with his pure rage!
His crimson, beastly eyes suddenly turned towards Cracker, who was about to attack. His murderous intent, like a tangible blade, instantly pierced through Cracker's smug mask.
Through Bonnie's blurry, tear-filled eyes, she saw the imposing figure blocking her path like a mountain, the wildly dancing black hair, and the bronze skin covered in deep red magical patterns.
It miraculously overlapped with the silent yet incredibly reliable figure of her father in her memory, the one who shielded her from all storms!
An instinctive sense of reliance, like a faint flame, ignited in her cold heart.
"Stop playing tricks! Get him! Crush that monster along with him!"
Cracker felt a chill run down his spine from that look and roared in anger and embarrassment.
He commanded the army of biscuit soldiers and the massive biscuit riders, and the sea seemed to be covered by a torrent of biscuits as they rolled toward the Bonnie, toward Hercules.
The next moment!
Bonnie only felt a blur before his eyes, and the ferocious crimson figure vanished into thin air!
When it reappeared, it was accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, as if it had teleported.
He appeared directly in front of the giant biscuit rider's chest, moving so fast that even Katakuri's Observation Haki, which foresaw the future, couldn't react; only a red shadow flashed by.
No tricks, no frills!
Only the purest, most savage, and most violent power!
Hercules's muscular right arm gripped the menacing battle axe tightly. But at this moment, he was not using the weapon.
He simply spread his five fingers and clenched them into a fist.
That fist seemed to contain the power to split mountains and shatter stars!
Thump! ...
A deafening, terrifying roar, seemingly striking everyone's heart, exploded as Hercules' fist slammed solidly into the center of the giant biscuit knight's chest.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
*Crack! C ...
Centered on the point where the fist landed, countless huge cracks spread like a spider web across the entire body of the Cookie Knight!
The giant biscuit creation, made by Cracker's Devil Fruit power and as hard as steel, was as fragile as inferior clay in the face of this absolute power.
Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!
The giant biscuit knight exploded like a detonated powder keg, bursting apart before everyone's horrified eyes.
It turned into countless hard cookie fragments flying everywhere, and then something even more terrifying happened.
The shockwave spread out in a ring, instantly clearing out the surging army of biscuit soldiers that had been rushing in like a tidal wave, as if swept away by an autumn wind.
Countless cookie soldiers were reduced to dust in this pure storm of power!
"Pfft—!" Cracker's true form was thrown away by the explosive force of the wolf, spitting out blood.
He crashed into the distant sea like a kite with a broken string, his face filled with extreme pain and unbelievable fear.
This power! This power!! I've never even seen it in my mother!
"Roar!"
Hercules roared to the sky, his furious roar mingling with the howling of the sea, instantly engulfing the entire battlefield.
The greedy bounty hunters' ships approaching from the periphery, and the henchmen on the deck.
Just listening to the roar, which contained endless ferocity and oppressive power, made them feel so shocked that their livers and gallbladders ruptured, their eyes rolled back, and they fainted one after another like dumplings being dropped into a pot!
Those with slightly stronger wills were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, defecating and urinating indiscriminately.
One strike! Just one punch and a roar!
The Cookie Army was wiped out, Cracker was critically injured and on the verge of death, and the bounty hunters were terrified!
Bonnie stared blankly at the perfect body that seemed to have come to life from a statue, marveling at it endlessly.
"Wow, this is amazing! Is this what a berserker is like?"
The names of the seven classes are no longer a secret. Based on first impressions of the classes, many people believe that the Berserker Earth is the strongest!
"Cracker!"
Katakuri's pupils dilated violently, and his trident instantly became enveloped in jet-black Armament Haki as he unleashed the full power of his Mochi Mochi Fruit ability.
The rice cake-shaped arm transformed into a giant spiral drill, piercing straight into Hercules's back with a shrill whistle that tore through space!
He could no longer hesitate; his brother would really die if he faced a Heroic Spirit!
"Fishman Karate - Secret Technique - Martial Arts!" Jinbe was well aware of the danger at this moment, so he no longer held back. He gathered a terrifying shockwave in his hands and blasted it at Hercules from the side!
This guy seems to have no sense of reason; he's a ferocious beast. We probably need to stop him!
Bonnie felt extremely alarmed; each of those two men's attacks carried an aura powerful enough to crush him!
He held the badly injured bear in his arms and shouted at the sea with all his might.
"Hey! Barsaka! Watch out!"
Faced with the combined attack of the two powerful figures, Hercules's crimson beast eyes were filled with nothing but pure rage.
He whirled around, ignoring Katakuri's spiral drill, and his massive battle axe, carrying the power to split the heavens and the earth, fiercely met Jinbe's Murakugan.
boom!!!!
The stone axe and the shockwave from the Martial Laity collided violently, unleashing a deafening roar!
A huge vacuum crater was blasted into the sea surface!
Jinbe grunted, his entire body sent flying backward by the brute force that was so brutal and unreasonable, his arms going numb.
Katakuri's auger drill pierced Hercules' back squarely!
Pfft!
The expected penetration did not occur; the skin covered in deep red magic patterns was incredibly tough.
The auger bit only penetrated an inch before being firmly stuck by the hard muscles that writhed like a living thing and the violent magic.
Hercules didn't even flinch.
"What?!" Katakuri was utterly shocked. His attack couldn't even break through the defense?!
Hercules whirled around, his crimson beastly eyes locking onto Katakuri. The ferocity and killing intent in his eyes sent shivers down the spine of this seasoned general.
This feeling only arises when I'm with my mother.
With things having come to this point, he didn't hesitate to activate his Observation Haki, which allows him to foresee the future!
However, the fragment of the future he saw was only a deep red. Only a gigantic fist, bound by chains, that kept growing larger.
No matter how he dodged or defended, the fists kept coming, arriving with absolute power!
"We can't defeat them by force!" Katakuri made the judgment instantly.
He abruptly pulled back his trident, his entire body transforming into flowing rice cakes, narrowly slid away like liquid just before Hercules' giant fist landed!
boom!!!
Hercules' fist slammed into the sea, creating a massive water column that was hundreds of meters high!
The violent shockwave instantly tore apart several nearby bounty hunter boats.
Katakuri reformed himself in the distance, his face extremely grim.
He glanced at Cracker, which was about to sink into the sea and was no longer able to fight.
He glanced again at Hercules, whose glare was growing increasingly fierce, and at Jinbe beside him, whose expression was complex and who was clearly also considering retreating.
"Retreat!" Katakuri made a decisive decision, his cold voice echoing across the battlefield.
"Take the cracker right now! Go back to Whole Cake Island and tell Mom!"
The power of this suddenly appearing berserker spirit far exceeded their expectations; it was beyond their ability to handle and required a decision from their mother!
Jinbe breathed a sigh of relief, gave the Bonney a look full of apology and complex emotions, and then sank into the sea and quickly disappeared.
The bounty hunters were terrified. The survivors scrambled to maneuver their ships and flee this deadly sea. In the blink of an eye, the terrifying fleet that had been so menacing and hunting Bonnie was reduced to wreckage, corpses, and a desolate sea.
On the Bonnie, only the deathly silence of survivors remained.
Bonnie stared blankly at all of this, as if he were in a dream.
The formidable enemy who had just made her despair to the point of suffocation was so utterly vulnerable in front of that figure!
In her eyes, the giant slowly turned around, exuding a fierce aura, but his gaze toward her was indeed very calm.
Facing this guy, Bonnie felt no fear, but rather an unprecedented sense of security.
This raging, irrational giant is so powerful! So powerful that it seems he could shatter the entire world!
With him around, is there any hope for my father?
"Father, Father!" Bonnie's attention immediately returned to the bear in her arms, whose breath was growing weaker and weaker, and a huge panic gripped her once again.
What to do? The ship's doctor is seriously injured and unconscious! The ship is almost destroyed!
She can't go anywhere, what should she do?!
Helpless tears welled up again.
She raised her head, her voice trembling with tears, and made a desperate plea to the silent giant.
"Save him, please—save my father—"
She didn't know if this irrational berserker could understand her, and she didn't even have much hope of it.
This is purely the instinct of a drowning person grasping at a last straw.
Hercules gazed silently at the weeping Bonnie, then at the dying father in her arms.
There were no words, no response.
But the next moment, to the astonishment of Bonney and the surviving crew, Hercules did something that surprised everyone.
He suddenly turned around, facing the direction of Alabasta, and then... thud!
That towering figure, as imposing as a mountain, leaped into the icy seawater without hesitation!
The crimson magic runes remained undiminished upon contact with the seawater, as if Hercules were completely unaware.
He sank into the sea and then appeared at the damaged stern of the Bonnie.
Then, something happened that left everyone speechless!
Hercules's muscular, steel-like arms suddenly pressed against the bare stern of the Bonney, which was now just a bare comb-shaped support!
Roar! ! !
A muffled roar, brimming with boundless power, erupted from the depths of his throat, and his muscles bulged instantly. The crimson demonic runes covering them flowed with a violent luster!
Even the seawater beneath him was pushed aside by his terrifying power, forming a huge depression!
Rumble!
"Is he going to push this boat?"
"How is that possible? This is in the sea; there's no point of leverage at all."
To the disbelief of the crew, Hercules actually managed to push the nearly sunken ship forward!
Amidst the questions raised based on a lack of understanding, only Bonnie opened her bright, shining eyes wide.
Simply because that figure resembled a Titan from mythology, carrying the heavens on its back.
Hercules used his pure, unadulterated physical strength to stride through the icy seawater!
With each step he took, huge waves exploded on the sea surface. He pushed the Bonnie as if it were an insignificant leaf, yet it carried a terrifying power capable of splitting mountains and seas.
With his power, the wrecked ship broke through the waves, resolutely heading towards Alabasta. The sea breeze blew through Bonnie's long hair as she knelt on the rocking deck, holding her unconscious father, staring blankly at the figure struggling through the waves at the stern.
Although I don't know where he's going to take the boat, I have this inexplicable feeling. I really want to trust him and rely on him.
Just like a father, but at this moment, in Bonnie's eyes, this back view overlapped with another back view.
That was the embodiment of the power that cut through the storm and brought her a glimmer of hope in the depths of despair.
She gently stroked her father, who was still breathing faintly in her arms, while her other hand lightly touched the deck, as if she could reach out and touch the berserker through the deck.
"Thank you, you have propelled my world forward." Under Hercules's slightly perceptive gaze, the Bonney passed over the broken biscuit soldiers' wreckage and through the floating ship debris.
They sailed towards the final battlefield, cutting through the waves.