manynovel Chapter 440 I'll say it again: if you want my tongue, you'd better line up first.
Chapter 440 I'll say it again: if you want my tongue, you'd better line up first.
"Ah, I haven't felt this kind of power in anyone else for a long time. It brings back memories of the past."
"But what a coincidence, I'm really good at dealing with people who possess Conqueror's Haki."
Despite his injury, the Golden Lion's fighting spirit only intensified.
The Conqueror's Haki gave him a sense of nostalgia.
In the past, Conqueror's Haki was nothing to him.
On Rocks' ship, kings were everywhere.
His later rival, Roger, was also filled with Conqueror's Haki.
The Golden Lion has over thirty years of experience in dealing with that kind of domineering opponent.
Conqueror's Haki is merely the threshold.
"Is that so? It's a pity that I not only have domineering presence, but I'm also the D that you wanted." Roman mercilessly hit Shiki's sore spot.
In this world, many people believe in destiny.
The fact that Conqueror's Haki is determined by one's destiny is a despairing truth for countless people.
Because it fundamentally tells you that without this destiny, you are not qualified to become a king.
Therefore, as chosen ones who possess Conqueror's Haki, they have every reason to be proud.
Because they possessed a talent that many people struggle their entire lives to obtain but never achieve.
They had the ticket to be king from the start.
However, Roman used a false D to add an even rarer destiny to himself.
He possesses the qualities to become a king.
But only D has the right to defeat the King of the World and become the Lord of the World.
This is, of course, a lie.
However, Roman felt that it was precisely because those who possessed Conqueror's Haki were born with it that they had such unwavering faith in this power.
Because the appearance of D is unreasonable and illogical, just like Conqueror's Haki.
Even they themselves were not sure if they had the aptitude before becoming users of Conqueror's Haki.
Therefore, they truly believed that D was also that ineffable destiny.
The most crucial reason for this is that their acquisition of Conqueror's Haki is also illogical.
"Cutting off your tongue before you die seems like a good option."
"This isn't the only thing people say, but I'll say it again: you'll have to wait in line for my tongue." Roman unleashed several more slashes with his sword.
Black lightning struck the sky once more.
The deep shadows, like a swamp, threaten to drag you into hell.
But this time, the Golden Lion did not dodge; instead, he used the sword on his foot to have a "close encounter" with Roman's slash.
And what follows is also a dizzying color: Conqueror's Haki.
"Didn't I tell you? I'm an expert at dealing with this."
In just a moment, the black lightning-like slashes were completely shattered, while the domineering aura emanating from the golden lion grew stronger and stronger.
"Not bad. As expected of you, Golden Lion. The Old Era Devil Fruit is quite something." Roman's aura exploded as he spoke, merging with Golden Lion's domineering presence.
The moment they made contact, like an inevitable chemical reaction, a violent collision occurred.
The air seemed to smell of blood, and lightning flashed frequently in the sky.
For players off the field, the experience is even less pleasant.
People kept fainting due to the overwhelming aura.
For this small island, the strength of the two powerful individuals was a fatal blow to its very existence.
However, as the situation outside the arena escalated, the two inside the arena once again unleashed the power of their swords.
Ultimately, Conqueror's Haki is just a contest of their auras.
The sheer power of their domineering presence is ultimately just a reaction to their inherent strength.
While it may seem like a dazzling and impressive force, it's more like a decorative flower on a brocade robe than a smoldering ember in the snow for victory.
As the Conqueror's Haki continued to spread across the arena, the two exchanged several more slashes.
This time, the Golden Lion's counterattack was even more ferocious.
Roman could feel the power of each strike growing stronger than the last.
There was already a huge crater five centimeters from her feet.
With two swords at his disposal, the Golden Lion is indeed a very powerful swordsman in a certain respect.
He really knows his knife.
Perhaps this is the normal way.
After all, those two were not just his weapons, but also his "feet" that would accompany him for many years.
The Golden Lion has taken control of them on another level.
He truly was a king of the old era.
Compared to Whiteybe, Doflamingo is far more powerful.
Mihawk was probably not as powerful as the Golden Lion today.
Roman could feel the mournful cries of her swords.
But ultimately, it's all just fantasy.
It was simply because that man put immense pressure on her.
However, you are not so powerful that I need the option to flee, Golden Lion. That's all; you can't devour me.
As Roman thought this, the domineering aura emanating from his sword suddenly intensified.
In response to the golden lion's dazzling "return gift," Roman unhesitatingly unleashed a stunning move.
Sword Returns—Devouring.