One Piece : Roger Is My Vice Captain-Chapter 433 - 497—The Orochi back to its original form

Hiss!! Hiss!! Hiss!!

Another wave of eerie spitting sounds echoed, and Liu Feng felt a shift in the air behind him. Before he could react, a powerful figure crashed into the snake head with bloody fangs, splintering it into a cloud of blood and bone.

Zephyr tore through the blood-soaked air, his cloak billowing like dark wings.

"Charge!! Don’t worry about the others!!" He roared, his voice filled with unshakable determination.

Another head hissed, its fangs ready to strike. But before it could get close, a flash of sword light cut through the air, severing the beast’s head with precision. Snake blood sprayed, coating the ground.

"Go!!"

Rayleigh’s voice rang out, his long sword gleaming with deadly intent.

"I’m not familiar with this kind of ability, so this time... it’s all yours, Liu Feng!"

With that, the two warriors fell into step with Liu Feng, their weapons ready, their eyes locked on their target.

Liu Feng’s body crackled with electricity, no longer darting like a fleeting shadow but charging forward with unstoppable force, like a wild bull determined to charge through a mountain. The storm of lightning surrounding him was no longer subtle but blinding and overwhelming, striking out openly as he plowed ahead.

Zephyr and Rayleigh, positioned as his guardians, held their ground.

They intercepted each strike from the relentless snake heads, their movements fluid and precise. Zephyr’s mighty fists tore through the attacking serpents, and Rayleigh’s sword flashed like a comet, severing heads left and right.

The ground was soon littered with dismembered snake parts, the air thick with the stench of blood and decay.

Liu Feng advanced, his focus unwavering, each step bringing him closer to the trembling heart of the Orochi. The beast’s cold, dim pupils flickered with increasing fear and desperation. It let out a venomous hiss.

"Damn it!! You guys!!!" The Orochi roared, realizing it couldn’t stop them now.

Liu Feng’s eyes narrowed as he saw the Orochi’s mouth open wider, revealing the sharp fangs and the dark, swirling purple-black light gathering within.

"He’s planning something!" Liu Feng thought, but it was too late for hesitation.

The Orochi’s grin only grew wider, its voice dripping with malice, "Toxic Swamp!!"

In an instant, a torrent of noxious, poisonous liquid shot from its mouth, a thick, viscous wave of deadly fluid. The toxic mist swirled, forming a whirlpool that threatened to swallow Liu Feng whole. The air thickened with the stench of death.

But Liu Feng didn’t flinch. With a sharp smirk, he summoned a wave of thunder from his body, electrifying the air around him. The lightning crackled in every direction, slicing through the poisonous swamp like a blade through silk.

The Orochi’s attack was obliterated in a flash of light and energy, and before the beast could react, Liu Feng was already in front of it, his hand crackling with the raw force of a thunder strike.

"Too slow," Liu Feng whispered under his breath. Then, with a swift movement, his hand shot forward like a spear of lightning, striking the core of the Orochi’s crown head.

A blinding flash of electric energy consumed the beast, and in that instant, the Orochi’s sinister, mocking grin faltered, replaced by a horrific, silent scream as its head was obliterated.

The Orochi’s once towering, monstrous form was now crumbling, shrinking back into something smaller and more fragile.

The overwhelming darkness that Liu Feng had poured into the creature seemed to drain every ounce of strength from its body. The seven massive snake heads, which had once writhed with terrifying power, now trembled and shriveled, their scales losing their luster, their massive frames shrinking with every passing moment.

The Orochi’s body, now unable to hold its previous form, was forced to revert to something smaller, more human-like. The transformation was grotesque, as if its essence was being torn apart and condensed into something far weaker.

Liu Feng stood there, watching with an almost amused smile, his fingers still crackling with dark energy as the Orochi’s terrifying presence collapsed.

The darkness swirling in his hands receded, its power having done its work. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight.

"Is this the so-called ’Yamata no Orochi’?"

Liu Feng whispered under his breath.

"A giant serpent, brought down by its own poison and arrogance."

The creature’s fear was palpable now. Its eyes, once cold and filled with malice, were wide with panic as it shrank further, every muscle in its body trembling in helplessness. It let out a low hiss, but the sound was far weaker than before—almost like the last breath of a dying beast.

Liu Feng stepped forward, his confidence unwavering as the Orochi collapsed at his feet. He reached out, placing his hand lightly on the creature’s head—almost as if to mock it.

The Orochi, now barely a shadow of its former self, could only stare up at him in horror, realizing too late that its reign of terror had come to an end.

In a final, desperate attempt, the Orochi tried to struggle, but it was too weak. Its body was too broken, its will too shattered to resist any longer.

"You were never going to win," Liu Feng murmured, his voice low but full of finality.