Chapter 370: This Is a Godly War!
"So beautiful!! Is that the legendary aurora?!"
"Why's the sky dark?!"
"What's happening?! Why's the sky like that? Is it natural?!"
Across the world, people gazed at the heavens, witnessing a staggering spectacle.
The sky's color had changed.
Some saw all clouds vanish, their view filled with a white, aurora-like canvas, the sun is nowhere in sight.
Others saw day turn to pitch-black night, all things falling silent, their eyes meeting nothingness.
Some saw the sky split, half black, half white.
People worldwide saw different scenes based on their location and perspective.
But undoubtedly, this sudden shift shocked everyone.
They stared blankly at the sky, unsure what had happened. Was this natural?
King's blazing sun during the Death Island battle remained vivid in people's minds.
So, faced with this anomaly, many instinctively wondered if it was man-made.
But they quickly dismissed it, such a sky had never occurred before.
If it wasn't King, it must be natural, right?
Convinced of this, those in the dark zones aside, people in the aurora zones began snapping photos to commemorate.
A once-in-a-millennium sight, why wait to capture it?
In the New World, ten thousand meters above the sea.
A cluster of floating islands, ruled by the One of the Four Emperor Shiki the Golden Lion.
On one island adorned with grand architecture.
Orochimaru stood at the edge, quietly gazing at the stark black-and-white sky, with a faint smile on his face.
"Such terrifying power. Their strength has grown even greater."
After hearing Orochimaru's words, Shiki was stunned.
What? That was man-made?
"Orochimaru, you're saying that's caused by a battle? Impossible!"
At Shiki's skepticism, Orochimaru glanced at him lightly.
"Shiki-san, nothing's impossible. Wasn't the final battle at Death Island 'impossible' to you back then?"
Shiki, puffing his cigar, was left speechless by Orochimaru's retort.
That was then, this was now. Having seen it, he could accept it.
But now, without a single figure in sight, how could he judge? That scene didn't even match King's style!
"Orochimaru, is it the Demon God and Sun God?"
Finally, Shiki couldn't curb his curiosity.
If it was man-made, the likeliest culprits were Sun God King and the elusive Demon God Ryomen Sukuna.
Orochimaru nodded affirmatively at Shiki's question.
His confirmation jolted Shiki's heart.
He had witnessed their clash at Death Island, Sukuna had been beaten to near death, and even then, nothing appeared.
Unless their power had grown stronger, as Orochimaru said.
But how?! They were already godlike!
How could they grow stronger? Was there no justice? Had the world become this fantastical?
Shiki wailed inwardly, how could he dominate the world ?!
"Jiehahaha! Orochimaru, they're over there, right? A war this grand needs an audience. I've gotta go see!"
He eyed the black-and-white boundary in the sky, that must be where the Two Gods fought.
Without seeing it himself, he wouldn't be satisfied, and he was curious why they'd clashed again.
So, Shiki prepared to steer his floating islands to join the spectacle.
"No need. You won't see anything."
Seeing Shiki ready to sail, Orochimaru kindly warned.
Clearly, Shiki still thought the Two Gods fought on the ground, or rather, no one would imagine a battle at the planet's surface.
To Shiki, the sky's anomaly was likely from a Conqueror's Haki clash.
Even if they fought in midair, his ten-thousand-meter altitude should suffice to watch.
Shiki asked, puzzled.
Orochimaru pointed faintly at the distant heavens.
New World, Death Island.
The sky was pitch-black, with a faint aurora-like glow at the edges.
It was the only light spilling onto the earth.
Inside a palace on Death Island.
Hisoka, leader of the Extreme Evil Fleet, lounged on a throne.
Legs crossed, his gaze seemed unobstructed as it fixed on the distant white glow at the sky's edge, a teasing smirk appeared on his face.
"What astonishing power!"
Hisoka murmured, his voice echoed softly through the vast, dim palace.
"Bad news, Lord Hisoka! The sky's gone dark, what's happening?!"
As Hisoka quietly savored the impending clash, a birdman burst in recklessly.
It was Morgans, president of the World Economy News Agency.
Morgans' face brimmed with excitement, certain this strange phenomenon wasn't natural.
The reason was simple: ordinary people staring at the night-like sky felt oppressed, stifled, even hallucinating, clearly abnormal.
This had to be major news he hadn't caught wind of.
So, he hurried to consult Hisoka.
Seeing the flustered Morgans, Hisoka gave him a faint, almost mocking glance.
Morgans broke into a cold sweat.
After what felt like an eternity to Morgans,
Hisoka's voice finally sounded.
"It's King and Sukuna fighting."
At Hisoka's words, Morgans' eyes widened. He suppressed his excitement and excused himself.
Outside the palace, Morgans spun into the air, his voice bursting with fervor.
"Guahahaha! The Sun God and Demon God are clashing?!"
"As expected, the world's got big news I didn't know about! Gotta send people to investigate!"
"Such a grand celestial change..."
"This is a godly war!!"
Red Line, Holy Land Marijoa.
Everyone stared blankly at the sky, split between black and white.
Elsewhere, people might not know what was happening.
But Marijoa, ground zero, knew almost certainly, this was those two men, or rather, two gods, battling.
After all, Admiral King and Demon God Ryomen Sukuna had just left, and moments later, the sky erupted into this bizarre and colossal scene.
No way it was a coincidence.
And that made it all the more shocking, was this the power of the Sun God and Demon God?
How immense, how majestic!!
To think the world held such power!!!
Their fight, would it destroy the world?!
Gazing at the terrifying sky, people couldn't help but wonder.
The Five Elders, standing amidst the ruins of Pangea Castle's meeting room, trembled as they watched.
Those two men's power, it shouldn't even exist!!
( End of this Chapter )