One Piece : Roger Is My Vice Captain
Chapter 434 - 498—You want to compare with Blackbeard?

Chapter 434: Chapter 498—You want to compare with Blackbeard?

Dark-Dark Fruit!!

Liu Feng smirked, his grip firm as he held the Orochi’s head in place, pressing it further into the mud. The once-mighty beast, now reduced to a pitiful human form, struggled beneath his touch, the desperation in its eyes palpable.

"Did you really think you’d win?" Liu Feng said softly, his voice cold, laced with amusement. "You should’ve realized sooner that the moment you faced me, it was already over."

The Orochi’s human form, once regal and full of pride, was now nothing more than a weak, writhing figure. His body trembled, his fists pounding against the ground in frustration. "Damn you... Damn you! You have no idea who you’re messing with! I’m the Orochi, the king of all serpents!"

Liu Feng’s expression remained unbothered. "The king of serpents?" He chuckled, tightening his grip slightly. "You’re nothing now. You’re just a coward who couldn’t even stand up to a simple touch."

With each word, the Orochi’s anger grew, but his strength was gone, drained by the Dark-Dark Fruit’s power. The mighty serpent’s arrogance and terror had crumbled to nothing. Now, it was just a helpless creature beneath Liu Feng’s hand.

"Let me go, you bastard!" the Orochi howled, but his voice was weak, barely a whisper of his former self. "You... can’t do this! You don’t know who I am!"

Liu Feng didn’t reply, just tightening his hold until the Orochi could no longer struggle. The once-proud Yamata no Orochi was reduced to a mere shadow of his former self, nothing more than an insignificant insect beneath his heel.

The Orochi’s frantic struggle became more desperate, but Liu Feng’s grip only tightened, unwavering. His strength seemed to come from nowhere, a crushing force that defied all logic. The beast, now trapped in a form it could not escape, could only lash out in vain, its limbs thrashing wildly but achieving nothing.

Liu Feng’s voice was calm, almost amused, as he continued. "You should’ve known better than to think you could outlast me. This isn’t about your power anymore; it’s about survival."

The Orochi’s face twisted in horror, his mind racing as he realized what was happening. He had never anticipated that someone could overpower him so easily. "I... I am the Yamata no Orochi! You... you can’t just take it from me!" His voice trembled with fear now, the arrogance that once defined him crumbling under the weight of Liu Feng’s power.

Liu Feng leaned closer, his expression cool and detached, as he began to channel his own strength into a darker form. "I’m not interested in your power, Orochi. But I can’t let you walk away with it either. The world is better off without monsters like you roaming free."

The Orochi’s eyes filled with terror as Liu Feng’s power surged. "No, no!" he screamed. "You can’t take it! I won’t let you!"

But it was already too late.

With a forceful twist, Liu Feng’s grip sent a surge of energy through the Orochi’s body, pulling the very essence of the Devil Fruit from him. The Orochi’s cries of desperation echoed in the air, but the power that had once defined him was slipping away, leaving him powerless.

"Goodbye," Liu Feng whispered, his tone almost indifferent as he sealed the fate of the once-feared beast. The Orochi’s body went limp, unable to resist the inevitable.

With a final, crushing grip, Liu Feng destroyed the last remnants of the Orochi’s might, leaving only a broken shell of what had once been a terrifying force of nature.

Kurozumi Orochi’s desperate roar echoed in the air, but Liu Feng was unmoved. The fear in the Orochi’s voice only served to confirm what Liu Feng already knew—the Orochi was nothing more than an arrogant, opportunistic man who had latched onto the power of a Devil Fruit to fuel his ambitions. But now, faced with the loss of that power, all his bravado crumbled.

Liu Feng looked down at the trembling man with cold disdain. "You’re nothing without this fruit. Just another puppet pretending to be a king."

The Orochi’s eyes burned with frustration and helplessness. The weight of the situation crashed down on him as he realized how hollow his power had been. Without Yamata no Orochi’s abilities, he was just a scared little man, scrambling to hold onto whatever scraps of influence he had.

Liu Feng didn’t bother to waste any more words. His hand tightened further, and the Orochi’s fate was sealed. It wasn’t even about the Devil Fruit anymore—it was about the principle of survival and dominance. Kurozumi Orochi had failed, and Liu Feng was there to ensure that failure would be permanent.

The Orochi’s trembling form sagged, the arrogant facade falling away entirely as he realized there was no escaping his doom. He had never truly earned the power he had. It was all just an illusion that Liu Feng was now shattering.

"You should have known your limits," Liu Feng muttered, as the final traces of the Orochi’s power were ripped from him. The myth, the beast, all of it vanished.

The scene was horrific. Kurozumi Orochi’s final cries filled the air, his agonizing screams rising to a crescendo as the darkness engulfed him. The power of the Dark-Dark Fruit twisted and consumed his very essence, his body writhing in pain as his very soul was stripped of the mythical beast power he had held so dearly.

Liu Feng’s expression remained unchanged, his cold gaze fixed on the broken form of the Orochi. The darkness around them seemed to pulse, drawing out every last ounce of resistance from the once powerful tyrant.

But it wasn’t just the physical pain that ravaged the Orochi—it was the loss of everything that made him feel invincible. The sense of power that had once radiated from him, that had allowed him to control Wano Country, was being torn away, leaving him nothing but a broken man.

The explosion of flesh and blood came suddenly, a gruesome spectacle as Orochi’s body ruptured.

His entire form collapsed into a bloody mist, the remnants of his power scattering into the air like a fallen emperor stripped of his crown. In the blink of an eye, the tyrant that had terrorized Wano Country was no more.

Liu Feng stood still, his hand still glowing with a faint milky light as the last remnants of the Orochi’s existence vanished.

There was no triumph in his eyes, no sense of victory. Just a cold finality.

The Orochi had been a pawn in a game that had long been set in motion by others, manipulated and used by forces far greater than him.

The others around them watched in stunned silence, fear and awe hanging in the air like a thick fog. They had witnessed the end of an era, the fall of a tyrant who had ruled through fear and manipulation.

But it wasn’t just Orochi’s life that had been extinguished—it was the entire facade of power he had built, and the crushing weight of his defeat was felt by everyone who had ever been under his rule.

Liu Feng turned slowly, his gaze sweeping over the carnage he had wrought.

"It’s over," he muttered. There was no more need for words. Kurozumi Orochi’s reign had come to an end, and the world would move forward.