"Those two idiots!"
On the ground, Killingham, who had already recovered, watched the miserable defeat of the two reserve members in the sky, his face alternating between green and purple.
He raised his hand and swept it across the ground, causing all the nightmare caves to open simultaneously.
The MMAs created by consuming the citizens of Elshakh were now fully awakened. In an instant, hordes of monsters surged toward the ground.
Grotesque giants, a world-encircling serpent of purgatorial flames, a three-headed, six-armed fish-man with sharp teeth, a massive skeleton wreathed in fire, a greedy stepmother coveting the family fortune, a bitter ex-wife...
These fears, usually buried deep within the hearts of the citizens of Elshakh, preserved through Killingham's hypnosis, were now materialized by the power of a Devil Fruit and summoned into reality.
"Go! Destroy that sea beast for me!"
With his command, the nightmare monster MMAs sprang into action, roaring and howling as they charged toward the distant Leviathan.
Flame clouds began to ignite around Killingham's body as his hooves trod on air, propelling him back toward the battlefield.
"Hmm? Nightmare monsters?"
Sakura swung her axe, bisecting Miria at the waist. The axe in her right hand began to spin as she prepared to strike the oncoming horde of monsters below.
Bang!
A cold touch gripped her left hand. Her Observation Haki flared, revealing that the severed Miria had grabbed her.
At the same time, black flames burned at the broken parts of her body, slowly repairing it.
"It's useless! This is my world. Here, I am immortal! No one can oppose me in this realm of souls!"
As she spoke, she raised her other hand, glowing with soul-manipulating energy, and thrust it toward Sakura's chest.
"Don't think the same trick will work on me twice!"
Sakura released the axe in her hand. As it fell toward the ground, a cherry blossom mark on it began to glow softly.
Whoosh!
Although her Chakra Flow was obstructed, Sakura's exceptional Chakra Control allowed her to sense the spatial connection. She pierced through the dream space, teleporting to the falling axe.
"Yes, this is it! What kind of energy is this? It can actually interfere with the divine realm's control over you!"
This time, Miria perceived with extreme clarity the peculiar energy emanating from Sakura… the same energy that had consistently resisted her assimilation and her 'affection'.
It made her increasingly… obsessed!
"I really want to take you back and study your body thoroughly!"
A morbid laugh echoed through the air as Miria's body finished repairing itself. Her wings trembled, and blazing flames rose from her hands, swiftly forming into a flaming knight's lance.
She forged the will within her soul into a weapon and suddenly dove downward toward Sakura.
"Tch, you immortal monsters are so annoying!"
Sakura crossed her twin axes, pouring formidable Haki into the sharp blades, turning them completely black.
Clang-!
The flaming lance collided with the giant ice axe, dark lightning writhing wildly through the void.
Below, Killingham brandished his halberd and had already reached Leviathan's side. A slash attack cut into the giant creature's skin, causing blood to gush forth.
Simultaneously, the MMAs that had arrived later climbed onto Leviathan's body, biting and attacking the colossal creature with various weapons.
"Leviathan!"
Chakra flowed through Sakura's hands as she threw an axe engraved with a Flying Thunder God's mark.
"I can't allow that!"
Snap!
A snap of fingers echoed alongside Miria's words. Dual domination from the dream and soul realms clashed with the Haki born from Sakura's will and the Chakra flowing within her soul.
Though unable to completely erase Sakura's Haki and Chakra, a brief moment of interference was enough to disrupt the high-precision activation of the Flying Thunder God Technique.
"I won't let you interfere with Killingham-sama! Stay here and be my wife (slave)!"
Diving from high altitude, Miria grabbed Sakura and pushed her downward in a rapid descent.
In her field of vision, Leviathan grew increasingly distant, and the attacks from the Celestial Dragon caused the creature to cry out in agony.
"So it is you interfering with the dream! It ends now!"
Killingham pulled a towering, cloud-piercing greatsword from the dream realm and thrust it toward Leviathan.
And beneath Leviathan, within that endless expanse of pure white, a white figure stepped on the air, suddenly bursting into the side of Killingham's giant sword.
"You are...!"
Jet-black pupils reflected the image of the white cat that had single-handedly stormed the holy city that day, only to have its body shattered by the three of them.
"You bastard, you're still not dead yet?!"
"Without dragging you trash into hell, how could I bear to die!"
The Kingdom's Army Commander, Christopher, with flowing Haki swirling around his cat claws, in his final burst of life-consuming energy, unleashed endless streams of flame, crashing down with a roar!
"Shattering Giant Fork!!!"
The fist shattered the mountain-like giant sword, creating a huge hole in the middle. The flowing Haki continued unabated, relentlessly destroying the broken metal sword, boiling as it smashed toward Killingham below.
"Not good!"
Killingham crossed his arms in front of him.
Boom!
Intense Haki conflict erupted between Killingham's hands and Christopher's fist, black lightning surging and roaring.
A tear overflowed from the white cat's eye.
Within its crystal-clear glimmer flickered the suffering endured by thousands of Elshakh's citizens over three years in the dream realm, and the confusion of his student through every day and night.
The fist shattered Killingham's defense, smashing into his head.
The sent-flying Killingham erupted with a ring of air around him, piercing through the already collapsing clouds and plummeting all the way down to the Paranirmita-vasavartin Realm.
In an instant, he set off overwhelming waves of air across the garbage-filled bottom layer.
The fierce winds swept through, affecting the two fighters at the very bottom.
"What was that?!"
Dorian instinctively raised his arm to block. As his Observation Haki expanded, he was horrified.
The figure crashing through the garbage mountain in the distance was none other than a member of the God's Knights… Killingham!
"Killingham-sama! Not good, what happened above?"
Dorian, who was now only a ball of paint, immediately spread his arms, preparing to fly upward.
But a hole opened before him again, dumping a massive amount of garbage, burying him.
"Enough! I've had enough of you filthy lower-world people!"
The moment his words fell, a forest of paint thorns erupted from the darkness like violently blooming giant trees from the earth.
'Remaining stamina... enough for five more Holes...'
The White Rabbit Prince, Hermod, gasped heavily, raising a trembling hand to glance at the frenzied Dorian ahead.
'It's enough. Defeat that guy within five tries!'
The white rabbit boy's eyes grew determined as he broke into a run toward Dorian.
"Die, die!"
Dorian swung his paint thorns, making them whip toward the white rabbit like lashes.
Under the intensive whip strikes, the white rabbit ignored the injuries from the blows, charging forward relentlessly.
Only for fatal strikes would he use Hole to evade the attacks.
Four times... three times... twice... once.
Finally, just before using the last opening, the white rabbit reached Dorian.
"Heh, lower-world people indeed. Did you think this could defeat me?"
All the paint rapidly retracted, and then Dorian, like a sea urchin, had numerous spikes stabbing from the paint blob.
The spikes pierced vital points. Accompanied by the white rabbit's cry of pain, blood flew through the air.
"Ahahaha! I win, you ant!"
On the slime-like mass of paint, the hideous face of Dorian emerged.
The white rabbit raised his hands, forcefully pulling the paint blob into an embrace. Coughing up blood, he shouted with all his might: "Earth Hole, Open!!!"
A hole opened up on the ground, which was originally made up of garbage and waste.
This time, however, there was no passage below… only pure drifting chaos.
It was the garbage incinerator created to prevent excessive waste accumulation in the dream realm.
"The drainage outlet!"
Dorian's pupils contracted and he struggled violently.
"Let me go! Let me go, you ant! Don't you want to live?!"
The white rabbit, blood trickling from his mouth, lowered his head and offered Dorian a pure smile, full of fanaticism and viciousness.
"We've won! Scum!"
The white rabbit stepped forward without any hesitation.
"The rest is up to you, pirate!"
Sakura, fighting Miria in the Colorless Realm, felt a stir in her heart and whispered softly.
"Rabbit..."