What's going on?! Was he still half-asleep, dreaming? Monkey D. Dragon could hardly believe his eyes!
What did he see?! Why... why would Satan Saint, one of the Gorosei , the highest authority of the World Government, who should be seated in Holy Land Mary Geoise, personally appear on Ambri Island in the North Blue?! And... and looking at his current pathetic state, caught by his horns by the black-haired youth, struggling wildly in mid-air... he... he seemed to be getting severely beaten by that monster named Takero?!
Just as Dragon's mind was temporarily offline due to this incredibly absurd and subversive scene, a grave warning in his ear instantly brought him back to his senses.
"Dragon, what should we do now?" Ginny's voice also carried an undisguised hint of shock.
Dragon took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the overwhelming shock in his heart. His eyes, always filled with depth and gravity, were fixed intently on the two intertwined figures in the distant sky. Then, he issued an order in a decisive tone: "Go! We're going to see!" The Revolutionary Army members followed his steps silently without a word.
The Game of Catch
Meanwhile, high in the sky, Takero, enveloped by the ominous black-purple flames, felt no pain at all; on the contrary... he became even more impatient.
"Hey! Old man!" he loudly asked the "horned spider monster" still struggling wildly in his hand. "I'm asking you, what exactly is this black broken fire of yours? Are you deaf?! Hurry up and speak!"
At this moment, Satan Saint's internal shock was even more intense than when he was just crushed by Takero's aura!
'How is this possible?!' he roared in his heart. 'Why... why is this brat unaffected by the 'Divine Flame'?!' This was... the supreme power personally bestowed upon him by Imu, originating from a higher dimension! In his impression, any target burned by this "Hellfire" would have its life force ruthlessly devoured and consumed, eventually, along with its soul, completely annihilated! 'But... why?! Why, after being enveloped by the "Divine Flame" for so long, was this damned "plebeian" still acting as if nothing had happened?!'
Looking at Satan Saint's old face, filled with shock and confusion, Takero's eyebrow twitched slightly.
"Alright," he said. "I didn't realize your mouth was so stubborn." He grinned, revealing an extremely malicious smile, like someone who had found a new toy. "Since you won't speak... then next, you'll play a game with me. The name of this game is... 'Catch'."
"As for where the ball is..." He looked down at the "god" still struggling futilely in his hand. "...It's decided. You'll be it. So... the game is about to begin, isn't it? Get ready... you old fart!"
With that, Takero's hand, gripping the horn, suddenly exerted force! His other hand clenched into an iron fist and slammed heavily onto Satan Saint's proud, bull-like head!
"Boom—!!!!"
Satan Saint felt his mind instantly turn into chaos! All his thoughts, all his pride, all his anger, were utterly shattered by this single punch! His massive, mountain-like body was hurled towards the ground like a giant stone launched by a catapult, crashing down with immense force!
He was about to be slammed deep into the earth by this terrifying immense force... However, in the next instant, Takero's figure, as if teleporting, appeared silently directly below his falling path once again! Before Satan Saint could even react, a powerful and graceful whip kick, like a battle-axe, slammed heavily into his back!
"Bang!"
"Damn it...!" Satan Saint was sent flying again!
Next... whenever Satan Saint's massive body was knocked a certain distance, Takero would always appear in his flight path ahead of time, with an inconceivable speed that transcended space and time! Then... he would catch him, his "ball." And then, treat him as a "ball," throwing him out in an even more violent and humiliating manner!
In this way, Satan Saint, this high and mighty "world's supreme authority," no longer maintained his previous composed attitude of "divine indifference"! He was like a cheap, low-quality bouncy ball, arbitrarily kicked, stomped, thrown, and smashed by the black-haired youth in the skies above Ambri Island... Takero's pure, joyful, childlike laughter echoed through the sky!
"Hahahahaha! How about it?! Old man! Isn't it fun?!"
"Damn... plebeian!"
"Damn... insect!"
Satan Saint had not considered resisting. But alas, Takero's terrifying, utterly unreasonable power and inconceivable speed simply prevented him from making any effective reaction! The powerful, almost tangible wind pressure firmly restrained his body, making it incredibly difficult for him to even move a finger!
At this moment, Satan Saint felt a surge of humiliation, like a turbulent sea, almost completely engulfing him! But at the same time, for the first time, a hint of... regret arose in his heart.
'If only I had known... if only I had known I wouldn't personally oversee this operation!'
"Hey! Old man! Take this!" Takero's excited voice rang out again! "This... is the final blow, you know? ...Spike!"
He instantly appeared directly above Satan Saint, who was still tumbling in mid-air! His hands clasped together, forming a giant fist, like a hammer of judgment, and he brought it down with immense force!
"Boom—!!!!!"
It slammed heavily onto Satan Saint's head! Then, it violently smashed his massive body from high in the sky down into the ground below!
"Rumble rumble—!!!!!"
A terrifying roar, enough to make the entire Ambri Island tremble violently, echoed! The earth instantly cracked and collapsed! A massive, bottomless meteorite crater was formed!
"Hahaha... Satisfying!" In mid-air, Takero looked down at the magnificent "masterpiece" he had personally created, nodding with satisfaction.
And not far away, in the forest where leaves were constantly rustling down due to the violent tremors, the Revolutionary Army group was hiding there, dumbfounded. Ginny's usually vibrant pretty face was now filled with incomprehensible... blankness.
She turned her head blankly to look at the Commander-in-Chief beside her, who was also in a petrified state.
"...Dragon..." Her voice was a little shaky. "Are... are you sure that... thing that was kicked around like a ball just now... was really... a Gorosei?"
Dragon hesitated for a long time before replying in an equally uncertain tone: "...I... I guess... so?"
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