Contract Red Hair Shanks, the school beauty kicked me off the boat

Chapter 256 The Incarnation of Wrath
"Yes... I have such power, such potential..." A thought uncontrollably grew in Ye Yu's mind, as if he wanted to agree with the words of the person in the mirror. He felt as if his spirit was being pulled by some force, wanting to leave his body and fly towards the top of the golden staircase to receive the imagined supreme glory.

Just then, Ye Yu bit his tongue hard! The sharp pain, accompanied by the strong smell of blood, instantly dispelled his momentary daze.

"Shut up!" Ye Yu shouted sharply, his voice booming like thunder in the golden hall. "The power is mine, the potential is mine, and the future is mine! But a 'King' is not self-proclaimed, and a 'Supreme' is not built on arrogance!"

His eyes were sharp as knives, fixed on the arrogant reflection in the mirror, his voice resolute and unwavering:
"My power is for protecting those I care about, exploring this unknown world, and challenging even greater heights! Not for looking down on all living beings and satisfying your laughable vanity!"

Ye Yu's words were like a resounding bell, each syllable carrying immense willpower, striking fiercely at the distorted arrogance projected in the mirror. He was not only refuting the person in the mirror, but also launching a thorough purge of any potential arrogance within himself.

"Admit it! You are born to be king! Why suppress yourself!" The person in the mirror had a distorted face and a sharp, piercing voice, trying to make a final struggle. That arrogant aura was like a physical shackle, once again binding Ye Yu.

"I will walk my own path! I will climb my own heights!" Ye Yu roared, his eyes exuding a domineering aura.

Om-! ! !
An invisible, supreme pressure swept out like a hurricane, no longer a passive defense against lust, but an active impact filled with the will of a king.

This domineering aura is pure, vast, and carries a sense of dominance over everything, rather than a narrow-minded and extreme arrogance.

Click! ! !

Under the impact of Conqueror's Haki, the huge crystal mirror, along with the distorted, arrogant projection within it, was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

The arrogance projected onto his face in the mirror froze instantly, turning into unbelievable horror. He tried to scream, but his voice was swallowed by the cracks.

Boom! ! !

With a deafening roar, the giant crystal mirror shattered completely, turning into countless glittering fragments that rained down like golden drops, and the arrogant projection vanished into thin air.

As the mirror shattered, the suffocating sense of oppressive "nobility" that permeated the entire space vanished abruptly. The golden staircase remained dazzling, but it no longer possessed that alluring feeling of having to "ascend to the top and become king."

Ye Yu stood there, slightly out of breath, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Confronting the magnified arrogance within him was no less dangerous than resisting the primal urges of lust, and perhaps even more mentally taxing. Yet his eyes were brighter and deeper, as if they had undergone a spiritual tempering, cleansing away any impurities that might influence his future path.

Ye Yu slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, his gaze fixed on the spiraling golden staircase. At the end of the staircase, the hazy light seemed to clear a little, and the outline of another door with a completely different style could be vaguely seen.

The third level of the Seven Deadly Sins Corridor is just ahead.

Just then, Ye Yu keenly sensed that something within his body seemed to have become more condensed and active. It was Conqueror's Haki! After the fierce confrontation with his own projection of arrogance, especially the final, proactive burst of power filled with his own will, his Conqueror's Haki seemed to have undergone a tempering process, becoming purer and more powerful!
The Conqueror's Haki has become even stronger. After all, although it cannot be improved through training, it will increase with one's destiny, spirit, and other factors.

Ye Yu inherited the combat power of the seven people, but he will also hone and improve himself in all aspects.

"An unexpected gain..." Ye Yu clenched his fist, sensing the subtle changes in his mental state, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips. This Seven Sins Corridor was an excellent place to temper one's will and enhance one's strength.

A message appears: Exit now, there will be no reward.

Continuing could lead to numerous crises.

Without hesitation, Ye Yu took firm steps onto the golden staircase leading to the third level. Each step echoed steadily, resonating clearly in the silent hall. He was curious: which of the Seven Deadly Sins awaited him in the next level?
outside.

Xia Ling, Zhang Tian, ​​and the others stared nervously at the blackish-red mist that resembled congealed blood. Nearly two hours had passed, and since Ye Yu entered, the mist had remained completely still, except that its color seemed to have deepened slightly.

"Why did it take so long..." Zhang Tian twisted her fingers, her little face full of worry. "I hope the captain is alright."

Although Xia Ling was equally worried, her tone was filled with absolute trust in Ye Yu: "Trust him! Creativity can always create miracles and overcome everything. This secret realm may be strange, but it can't defeat him!"

Even so, her fixed gaze on the fog betrayed her inner tension.

At this moment, Ye Yu entered the third door, closed it, and looked back. The door was made entirely of a dark, blackish-red metal that looked like congealed blood, with its edges flowing with a molten, fiery light.

Carved above the door is a furious, roaring giant with bulging muscles, bloodshot eyes, and hands raised high a giant hammer that seems to cleave the heavens and earth. Just looking at it, one feels a violent, scorching rage that can burn away reason.

fury!
Ye Yu's expression instantly turned serious.

The corrosive influence of lust and the seductive allure of arrogance, though dangerous, primarily impact and distort the mind. But the Gate of Wrath before us emanates a pure, destructive energy—a primal fury capable of igniting blood, burning the soul, and reducing all reason to ashes.

"Hoo..." Ye Yu took a deep breath and stepped forward.

In an instant, it felt as if I had stepped into purgatory.

Ahead lay an endless sea of ​​lava.

The crimson magma, like boiling blood, churned and roared, creating giant waves tens of meters high before crashing down, splashing up a rain of scorching fire.

The air was distorted by the high temperature, filled with the pungent smell of sulfur and thick smoke. Every breath felt like inhaling a scalding blade, burning the trachea.

The ground beneath our feet wasn't solid, but rather massive, red-hot black reefs that floated and sank in a sea of ​​lava, sizzling as we stepped on them.

The harshness of the environment was secondary; the most deadly thing was the invisible "anger" that permeated the entire space!
This anger, like a tangible flame, seeped into Ye Yu's body, relentlessly stimulating every nerve in his body. All the injustices, humiliations, and angry fragments from his past experiences—Lin Muxue's public contempt and expulsion, Li Cang's smug mockery, the uproar and doubts at the contract ceremony, the faces of those who had fawned over him and then instantly turned their backs on him—were like fragments of memory thrown into a vat of boiling oil, surging and magnifying wildly under the catalysis of his anger.

"Roar--!!!"

A deafening roar, filled with endless savagery, erupted from the center of the lava sea. Accompanying the roar, a colossal figure broke through the magma and slowly rose.

The figure bore a striking resemblance to Ye Yu, but was nearly twice his size. His muscles bulged like cast iron, and his skin was an ominous blackish-red, covered with cracks that seemed ready to spew magma at any moment. His eyes were two burning crimson flames, and his hair danced like wildfire.

He had no weapon in his hand, but his enormous fists were wrapped in a terrifying Armament Haki that was as solid as a tangible black and red. Just by clenching them, the surrounding space groaned under the weight of the force.

This is the embodiment of Ye Yu's inner rage—the berserker Ye Yu!

(End of this chapter)