Chapter 620: Renewal Recoilless - Selfless Breathing Third Transformation!!!!
As the Sorting Hat cried for help, rows of words echoed around Black, seeping into his Source.
"Alright. That's enough."
Black felt like he had suddenly fallen into a storm.
The gusts of wind around him robbed him of his Haki.
It scattered the yellow lines off the Sorting Hat's robes. It also scattered Calm, wherever it existed.
For the first time, Black's shoulders and knees shook... in terror.
He felt small. Inconsequential. Utterly powerless.
He felt like he was nothing.
Only a Storm existed.
"Told you," the words rang again with a hint of amusement. "It wouldn't be this easy to fool him."
Getting crushed under the mountain of horror, Black turned his head to look to his left; one frame after another.