One Piece: My Monster Girls Have Become Beasts?

Chapter 243 Kaido's Powerlessness, the Devil Fruit Battle Ends! The God Valley Battle is Completely Over!

"Mommy—Mommy—you little brat—"

With each word Lingling uttered, her throat was filled with a bloody, foul breath. Her signature long pink hair, now dry and brittle from Brian's terrifying lightning and magnetic heat, was even faintly emitting wisps of smoke.

The once arrogant and domineering Prometheus was now so frightened that he shrank into a tiny ball of fire no bigger than the palm of his hand, trembling on Lingling's shoulder, his eyes filled with instinctive fear as he looked at Brian.

The series of rapid, head-on collisions just now left this player, known as the "Iron Balloon," completely bewildered.

For the first time, this woman, who had never been hurt since childhood, felt a tingling and excruciating pain that penetrated deep into her bones and even seeped into the cracks of her soul.

Brian's punches were no longer simple physical impacts; they were a dual punishment that combined the destructive will of the Thunder Dragon with the primal magic of the monster girl. That power not only vented on her flesh but also carried a strange corrosive force that could penetrate the soul's defenses.

That dark red lightning magnetic power, like a leech clinging to her bones, was still rampaging wildly through her meridians and bones, madly destroying her powerful bodily functions.

She struggled to look up at Brian, her eyes still filled with the greed and resentment of a pirate, but that primal madness was replaced by an unprecedented clarity and apprehension.

Despite her madness, Charlotte Linlin possessed an extremely keen intuition for danger. She could clearly sense that the man standing above her was still breathing at an eerily steady pace.

What does this mean?

This means that Brian not only completely overwhelmed her in terms of strength, but also that he always kept a trump card that could end the battle instantly throughout this earth-shattering battle.

Lingling looked around, her gaze sweeping over the navy and pirates still locked in fierce combat in the distance. The scales of power in her heart began to swing rapidly.

On this crumbling land of God Valley, every top powerhouse is vying for their own ambitions. If she were to recklessly fight Brian to the death here today, then regardless of victory or defeat, there would only be one fate awaiting her.

That is, being devoured in an instant by those equally greedy and ruthless so-called "colleagues" and "righteous people" around you. In this hell full of ambitious people, being seriously injured means being eliminated and means death.

Just as Lingling was caught in a state of extreme struggle and fear, two terrifying pressures, enough to distort the atmosphere, resounded from the dust that had been dispersed in the distance.

"Heh heh heh! Looks like I've come back just in time, Brian. The commotion you've caused can be heard even from the heavens!"

A golden streak of light ripped through the sky, and Shiki the Golden Lion descended from the heavens, stepping on two massive floating island fragments that he had forcibly ripped off, with an arrogant and domineering air.

His wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, and the raised shape in his arms emitted a faint magnetic field, clearly indicating that the Magnetic Fruit was already his.

Shiki glanced at the disheveled Lingling in the pit, his mockery undisguised, before turning his fanatical gaze to Brian.

Almost at the same second, heavy footsteps, like the beating of war drums, came from the west side of the altar.

Whitebeard Newgate held the Murakumogiri sword, powerful enough to cleave the sea, in one hand, while his other hand was firmly guarding his chest. Through the gap in his large palm, one could vaguely see the crystal-clear light of the Drill Fruit shimmering.

Although Newgate's "Nine Miles" cloak was riddled with holes, its majestic and immovable presence still intimidated the remaining naval soldiers around him, making them afraid to even raise their heads.

Behind him, Garp and Sengoku still stood firm, but their heaving chests were enough to show how difficult the battle they had just fought had been.

With the return of these two top figures, this small altar area was instantly filled with four distinct yet equally terrifying Conqueror's Haki.

The Azure Dragon Fruit in Brian's hands, the Magnet-Magnet Fruit in Shiki's arms, the Drill-Drill Fruit in Newgate's hands, and the Heat-Heat Fruit that Linlin desperately protected despite being beaten to a pulp.

The four high-ranking officers of the pirates managed to acquire a top-tier Devil Fruit capable of changing the course of history in this chaotic catastrophe in the Holy Land, all with an almost perfect harvesting style.

As for Kaido, who was nearly exhausted from being beaten by Boros in the distant ruins, he was watching this scene with a look of despair on his face.

"Now that everyone is here, there's no need to eat any more of the leftovers from the Valley of the Gods."

Newgate's voice was deep and resonant. His gaze swept across the entire arena, finally settling on Brian, who nodded slightly. This unspoken understanding between powerful individuals was beyond words; at their level, knowing when to stop was the true mark of dominance.

Lingling felt the subtle glances from Shiki and Newgate, and she originally wanted to argue a few more times...

Or perhaps the desire to get revenge has been completely extinguished.

She snorted coldly, struggled to her feet, and used the Napoleon to forcefully cut through the lava beneath her feet. She knew that the division of spoils was already settled, and if she continued to cause trouble, not only would she not get the Azure Dragon Fruit, but she would also likely have her prize, which was already in her hands, coveted by others.

"Well, well, well, well, now that you've all gotten your satisfactory toys, I'm not interested in playing this boring pretend anymore."

""

Although Lingling's tone remained firm, everyone could hear the compromise in it. As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at Kaido in the distance, who was still being repeatedly rubbed against the ground by Boros, yet still refused to give up. A complex look flashed in her eyes.

"Lingling—take it back! That fruit—it's mine!"

Kaido roared, his voice filled with the desolation of being abandoned by the times. He tried to struggle and rush toward Brian, but Boros stomped heavily on his back, forcing him to swallow his unfinished words.

Kaido's appearance at this moment was extremely miserable. His once strong body was covered with dense claw marks and tooth holes, and Boros's hellish magic was rampaging wildly within him.

"Little Kaido, stop howling. You don't even have the right to stand in this circle right now."

Linlin snorted coldly, not responding to Kaido's call. Although she doted on Kaido, she would never risk her life for a junior who was not yet capable of causing any trouble, given the combined pressure from Brian, Whitebeard, and Shiki.

In this extremely realistic pirate world, the ownership of the Devil Fruits is already decided. If you continue to cause trouble, you'll lose more than just face; you'll lose your life.

Upon hearing Linlin's words, Kaido's bloodshot eyes filled with frustration and despair. He stared intently in the direction of Brian's embrace, letting out a whimper of resentment.

Brian descended slowly from the sky, regaining his calm and composed demeanor. He looked at the Azure Dragon Fruit he had casually put away, then at the desolate ruins of God Valley, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Now that we've collected enough interest, let's leave this mess that's about to sink to the Navy to clean up slowly."

Brian's voice wasn't loud, but at that moment it became the final clarion call of the entire battlefield.

Garp let out a roar of unwillingness from afar. He wanted to rush forward, but Sengoku held his shoulder tightly. Sengoku's rational eyes revealed an unprecedented sense of dejection.

"Sengoku, are we just going to watch them leave like this?" Garp's voice was filled with endless bitterness. "The Valley of Gods is lost, the Devil Fruit is lost, and even justice—is it going to be taken away by them too?"

After a long silence, Zhan Guo finally let his hands fall limply to his sides.

"We can't stop them anymore, Garp. Garin Saint doesn't have much fighting power left, the Knights of God are almost completely wiped out, and the Navy's reinforcements are still on their way. If we force a battle now, it will only cause God Valley to sink into the ground five minutes earlier, which is pointless."

"If we keep fighting, all of us who are the remaining seeds of justice will really rot in the soil of this Valley of the Gods."

Sengoku's voice sounded so powerless in the wind. In this battle, the Navy lost not only those precious Devil Fruits, but also the last shred of confidence in suppressing pirates and maintaining the false peace of the World Government.

Garin knelt in the rubble not far away, his Griffin sword broken in two, his eyes blankly staring at the group of "demons" slowly boarding the ship. The glory of the Figarando family was utterly shattered by Brian's iron fist that night. He couldn't even imagine how he would face that man's wrath when he returned to Mary Geoise.

The inner sea of ​​God Valley was originally a private sea area surrounded by towering cliffs and with a calm, mirror-like surface.

This place once housed the Celestial Dragons' magnificent cruise ships, a natural theater where the world's nobles overlooked the laborers of the masses. But now, the inland sea is violently churning due to the collapse of the island's foundation, with tattered justice cloaks, golden goblets, and countless broken logs and ruins floating on the surface.

"Men! This hellhole's sinking! Grab your loot and get moving!"

Shiki the Golden Lion's arrogant voice pierced the smoke of battle. With a single hand raised, he used the almost miraculous power of the Float-Float Fruit to forcibly "pull" several giant pirate ships stranded on the shallows of the inner sea out of the mud and sand.

Upon hearing the order, countless pirates who were still frantically looting in the ruins rushed toward the shore with heavy loads of gold and silver treasures, like vultures smelling carrion.

This was an extremely brutal yet highly efficient gathering. Whitebeard Newgate stood on the reef at the entrance to the inner sea. With each swing of Murakumogiri, a precise shockwave was generated, directly capsizing the naval patrol boats that were trying to surround him.

"Squad members, take a headcount! Those who fall behind—I won't wait for you!" Newgate's words were authoritative and ruthless. At such a moment, mercy was a deadly poison.

Charlotte Linlin, on the other hand, was much more brutal. She let out a piercing scream of her soul and forcibly poured the souls of the terrified pirates into the wrecked lifeboat, creating batches of "Homies" that obeyed her commands and rowed wildly out to sea.

Amidst the chaotic evacuation, Brian's warship appeared both the most elegant and the most despairing. The colossal, jet-black ship slowly came to a stop at the shore, with the previously vanished Thunder Dragon Girl, Reishia, and the androids responsible for steering the ship all present.

Brian stood with his hands behind his back at the bow of the ship, the chilling aura emanating from the Azure Dragon Fruit in his arms seeming to be a premonition of the impending disappearance of this island.

In contrast to the pirates' jubilant return with their loot, the Navy was plunged into a deathly silence and despair.

Garp was panting heavily. His once jet-black hair seemed to have aged considerably after this battle. He was shirtless, and blood was still seeping from the wound on his chest. His iron fists, which were said to be able to shatter everything, were now trembling slightly.

"Sengoku, we really can't let them leave like this. Once these guys leave the Valley of the Gods, this sea will truly be finished!"

Garp roared, trying to charge once again toward the narrow exit of the inner sea, even if it meant ramming his body into those massive pirate ships.

"Enough! Garp!" Sengoku abruptly grabbed him, his voice so hoarse it was almost unrecognizable. "Look at our soldiers! Look at those heavily wounded Knights of God and World Government agents! Look at those Celestial Dragons still clinging to life! The Inland Sea is already above knee-deep. If we launch a forced attack now, before we even get backup, all these living children will be swept into the underwater whirlpool!"

Sengoku looked at the outer edge of the inner sea, where dozens of elite warships of the Navy Headquarters were originally docked. However, at this moment, most of those warships had been capsized by the falling floating islands created by Shiki, and the remaining few were trapped in the turbulent currents and could not help themselves.

"We must protect the remaining nobles here." Sengoku uttered the last few words with difficulty, pointing to the Celestial Dragons and nobles behind him who were huddled in the shield formation, trembling and filled with terror.

This is an extremely ironic reality: the navy's most elite force is now firmly "locked" in place by a group of nobles who have lost all courage. In order to protect these so-called creators of the world, they have no choice but to watch helplessly as those world-destroying demons brazenly take away the power capable of changing the world right under their noses.

At the junction of the inner sea and the outer sea lies a narrow strait known as the "Gate of the Gods," which had previously been "widened" by Lox's methods.

At this moment, as the flagships of the Rocks Pirates' various officers passed through one after another, the stone walls on both sides of the strait began to collapse on a large scale due to the repeated collisions of Haki.

"Hehehe, my minions, we have won!"

Golden Lion Stitch stood at the bow of the ship, waved to the distant naval defense line, and casually slashed a golden wave, cutting off the last few light naval frigates that were trying to block it.

Kaido was dragged onto the ship by Linlin's subordinates like a stray dog. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Brian's warship in front of him. Although he was unwilling, he could only tightly grip the nicked Eight Rings sword in the face of the abyss-like difference in strength, engraving this humiliation into his bones.

When the last pirate ship bearing the skull and crossbow flag burst out of the mist of God Valley and stepped onto the free and raging waves of the open sea, the entire island of God Valley emitted a deafening roar.

Rumble—!

Under the helpless and angry gaze of the naval admirals, the entire island seemed to be forcibly pressed into an abyss by an invisible giant hand, and a huge whirlpool spun wildly on the sea surface, swallowing up all the sins, glory and secrets.

Thus, the Great Battle of God Valley came to a complete end!