The Final Hunt!

Chopper's massive body trembled in the wind and snow.

He abruptly lowered his head.

His two thick forehooves crashed down harder onto the shattered ice field below with thunderous force.

"Boom!"

The frozen earth let out a mournful cry.

The ice split outward from beneath his hooves, dense cracks spreading across the ground within a hundred-meter radius like a giant web.

Bone-piercing cold air burst up from underground.

A jade-green mist rose from the depths of the cracks.

Chopper did not look back at Zoro.

He cut off the defensive power spreading in every direction.

He gave up protecting the entire battlefield.

He poured all the remaining power of the forest inside his body into the ground.

Thick roots grew wildly through the depths of the frozen soil.

There was only determination in Chopper's eyes.

There was only one goal.

Turn this land into a prison.

Make that Monster who called himself a god unable to move another step.

On the distant ice field, Saint Killingham knelt on one knee.

He panted violently.

The core armor on his chest had shattered, and fear gripped his throat.

He sensed the disturbance underground.

He saw that reindeer sealing off the terrain.

"Don't even think about it..."

Saint Killingham gritted his teeth.

He raised his right hand and pressed it fiercely against the horrific crack in his chest.

He wanted to physically suppress the leaking demonic energy.

He wanted to forcibly restart the Rain God's mobility.

His palm had just touched the edge of the crack.

"Sssht!"

A faint cutting sound rang out.

Deep within the crack lingered traces of Zoro's dark-gold slashing force.

Dark-gold light flashed.

Several bone-deep wounds were sliced into Saint Killingham's palm.

"Urgh!"

Saint Killingham let out a muffled groan and jerked his hand back as if electrocuted.

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