High in the sky, Hera discharged electricity from her entire body.
Purple-black lightning crazily intertwined across the battlefield, and the sky seemed completely covered by a massive net of thunder.
Linlin stood at the center of the thunder net.
The Myriad Souls Cloak whipped wildly behind her. Her eyes were blood-red, and countless screaming souls coiled around her body.
"Mighty Drum: Thunder Prison!"
The next instant.
Countless lightning shells blasted out from Hera's body, densely raining down upon the entire battlefield.
Every bolt of lightning carried the shriek of souls, and every explosion seemed capable of shattering both body and soul at once.
Kuzan pressed both palms to the ground.
"Ice Age!"
A freezing chill burst outward.
Deep-blue ice spread outward like a tsunami, forcibly freezing the battlefield against the rain of thunder.
Lightning struck the ice, shattering it, only for even deeper, thicker, colder frost to fill the gaps the next instant.
Borsalino turned into golden light and shot into the sky.
"Yasakani Sacred Jewel."
A barrage of light bullets poured down as golden rain of light and purple-black thunderbolts collided madly in midair.
"Boom! Boom! Boom—!"
The sky was blasted into a sea of destruction woven from gold and violet.
Sakazuki stepped forward, magma surging beneath his feet.
"Great Eruption!"
A gigantic fist of magma surged into the sky, smashing head-on toward Linlin's chest.
Linlin raised her sword with an angry roar.
Napoleon, wrapped in souls, thunder, and fire, slashed down, forcibly cleaving the magma fist apart.
Scarlet molten streams exploded to both sides like a volcanic eruption severed in half.
But at the instant the magma burst apart, Kizaru had already circled behind her in a flash of golden light. A light sword formed in his hand, its edge aimed directly at the back of Linlin's neck.