Chapter 402: A Crushing Battle!
Chapter 402: A Crushing Battle!
At this moment, Findus was locked in combat against Meliodas and Ban.
The tall one and the short one struck at him with relentless ferocity.
For the first time, Findus felt truly overwhelmed. Their combined assault carried enough power to kill him outright.
"Ilok! What are you waiting for? Release them!" Findus roared, panic cracking through his voice.
"Huh!? Y-Yes!" Ilok fumbled, finally reacting. He pulled out a control switch and slammed his hand on it.
From the ship came a guttural roar that shook the harbor.
One after another, figures burst out—bodies slick with nutrient fluid, their eyes glinting like beasts. They swarmed ashore like locusts.
"Here we go." Ryuunosuke stepped forward, eyes cold. "Our job starts now. Capture every last one of them."
In the blink of an eye, he vanished. When he reappeared, several of the abominations had already been hurled aside, their bodies crumpling against the ground.
These fighters... they carried the same revolting aura as the Dwool organization’s soldiers. Their bodies reeked of modification, wrapped in that disgusting nutrient slime. Ryuunosuke shielded himself with telekinesis, pushing the filth away as he pressed the attack.
The rest of the Dragon Hunter Pirates joined in, blades flashing and powers unleashed. Dozens of marines appeared to aid them.
They weren’t admirals or vice admirals—at most rear admirals—but their strength shook the battlefield.
Where had these people been hiding all this time?
Even Findus, for a brief second, faltered. Have they been preparing for this day all along?
That split-second hesitation cost him dearly.
Meliodas and Ban struck at once, overwhelming him.
Blood burst from Findus’ mouth as he staggered back, battered and coughing. The mighty Elder was no longer the untouchable figure he had been at the start.
"Can we kill him here?" Ban asked, spinning his staff. "He’s dangerous. If he survives, he’s still a threat. Better to erase him now."
His staff morphed into a pair of nunchaku, and with a wicked grin, Madara invoked his ability: Snatch!
Findus gasped as his chest cracked open—his heart wrenched from his body and crushed to pulp in Ban’s hand.
Ban smirked. "Guess I’m the one who finished him."
But before he could gloat further—
PUFF!
His body was shattered into fragments. Meliodas too was hurled back, his arms trembling from the sheer force of the counter.
That strike had been more than a simple blow. It was something monstrous.
Findus stood again, coughing blood, yet alive.
Ban reformed with a scowl. "Why aren’t you dead? That body... is it just a puppet?"
In answer, Findus blurred forward and crushed Ban again, scattering his form.
Meliodas met him head-on, forcing him back. But the exchange came at a price—blood sprayed from Meliodas’ side as his left arm was ripped clean off.
"You’re not even human..." Findus sneered, tossing the severed limb aside. "But it doesn’t matter. Whoever you are—today, I’ll reduce you to nothing."
A dark aura seeped from his body, black streams coursing through his veins like corrupted blood.
"Those markings..." Ban muttered, his eyes narrowing. "Demons again?"
Meliodas’ voice deepened. "You don’t know the meaning of that word. But I’ll show you."
Black lines of demonic power surged across his body. His aura skyrocketed.
Madara clicked his tongue and retreated at once. "Captain, he’s yours. I’m not going near you in that state."
He knew it well—once Meliodas released his full power, he lost control. Without Elizabeth to calm him, even Ban could be caught in the storm.
Findus stared at the transformed warrior, his confidence cracking. "This... this power shouldn’t exist in this world!"
He lunged again, but Meliodas tore him apart—literally. His short frame darted low, ripping both of Findus’ legs from his body in one savage motion.
"You dare call yourself our equal?" Meliodas spat. His hand plunged into Findus’ chest, seizing a mass of writhing black matter. With a squeeze, it collapsed, lifeless.
Findus crumpled. His aura withered.
Meliodas calmly retrieved his torn arm, reattaching it. The demonic markings faded as his breathing steadied.
"Recovered already?" Ban muttered, eyes wide. "So, he’s mastered it..."
Merlin stepped forward, scooping the black matter into a test tube, her eyes gleaming. "The best harvest of the day."
Ban groaned. "A rational captain feels weird... tch. Fine. Back to the fight." He leapt into the fray once more.
Meanwhile, aboard the retreating ship, Ilok’s face twisted with dread.
"When... when did the Navy become this strong? I have to get word to the others. If this continues, the World Government will be in real danger..."
He pushed the ship to maximum speed—only to find his path blocked.
An ordinary-looking warship drifted into view.
"Get out of my way!" Ilok screamed. "I’ll kill you if I have to!"
But before he could act, golden light engulfed everything.
The world turned white.
An axe of pure brilliance cleaved through sea and sky, reducing Ilok and his vessel to nothingness.
Escanor had arrived.
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