"How are you still alive?"
The next instant, Monk's pupils constricted and his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Impossible... The words actually... vanished?"
Finishing his words, an unwilling Monk launched another ferocious assault against Yhwach.
Yet this time, no matter how he varied his techniques, he could not touch even the hem of Yhwach's robe.
"It's useless. I can see the future, and I can also delete the timelines unfavorable to me. This is my power, Schrift A-The Almighty."
Monk leaped backward, putting distance between himself and Yhwach as he gripped his giant writing brush, pitch-black spiritual pressure surging at the tip.
"You think that merely glimpsing the future is enough to crush me? All black in this world belongs to me!"
In an instant, monstrous waves of ink overturned the heavens, the entire space fading into a monotonous black-and-white duo, and countless shattered tombstones and pale skulls burst forth from the ground.
"Futen Taisatsuryō! From the Dead Soul Realm millions of years in the future, I have plundered one million years of darkness. Let this power cast you into the pitch-black hell, Yhwach-!"
Immediately following, ink filling the sky poured down toward Yhwach.
Bang... explosives!
Before Monk even finished speaking, his entire body instantly burst into a mist of blood.
The sea of ink, tombstones, and skulls filling the sky also vanished into nothingness in the exact same instant.
"How tedious!"
Yhwach spoke indifferently, "I said before, my The Almighty can rewrite and delete the future. The future from which you borrowed your power has already been erased by me."
With that, Yhwach strode past the black line Monk had drawn on the ground, walking toward the higher platform.
On Douluo Star, witnessing the battlefield instantly reverse, Naruto took quite a while to slowly close his wide-open mouth.
"Seeing the