One Piece: Invincible Starting From The Fruit Of Words-Chapter 210 Whitebeard Is Seriously Injured And Dying!

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Chapter 210 - 210 Whitebeard Is Seriously Injured And Dying!

"Damn bastard! Don't regret it when you die!"

A crimson blur flashed across the battlefield—Shanks had already teleported in front of Lucifer.

His legendary sword, Griffin, gleamed as it slashed toward Lucifer's neck.

Just as he had declared, Lucifer didn't dodge.

He didn't even coat his body with Armament Haki for defense.

There was no resistance.

Shanks' blade sliced cleanly through Lucifer's flesh—severing his neck in one swift motion.

The moment the sword stroke ended, Lucifer's head shot up into the air, spinning as a fountain of blood gushed from his body.

"OOOOHHHHH!!!!"

The battlefield erupted.

Countless pirates and Marines roared in triumph, their cheers shaking the ground.

Their joy was beyond words.

"He's dead! Finally dead!"

"That arrogant bastard thought he was invincible—serves him right!"

"If you dare to take Captain Shanks' attack head-on without defending, this is what happens!"

"Ghost Pirates, your captain is DEAD!"

"Drop your weapons and surrender!"

Their shouts echoed across the battlefield, carrying over a radius of more than ten miles.

At the Marine's side, the Three Admirals, the seriously injured Sengoku, and various Marine officers stared in shock at Lucifer's beheaded body.

Their faces were filled with disbelief.

"H-Hey... wait... this can't be right."

"Lucifer... actually died?"

"Impossible!"

Even Kizaru, usually laid-back, couldn't believe his eyes.

He knew better than anyone how terrifying Lucifer was.

If Lucifer were so easy to kill, why would the Marines fear him like the plague?

Why would they go to such extreme lengths to try and eliminate him?

Beside him, Aokiji and Fujitora were equally shaken.

They couldn't accept it.

They refused to accept it.

Even Shanks, the very man who delivered the final blow, stood frozen in place.

His grip on Griffin tightened.

As the one who had personally decapitated Lucifer, he found it hardest to accept reality.

Killing Lucifer...

Was it difficult?

Of course it was.

If Lucifer were easy to kill, there would've been no need for so many forces to join hands against him.

Was it easy?

At the same time... yes.

Because all it had taken was one clean stroke of his sword.

Shanks' gaze slowly shifted back to Lucifer's headless body.

His face remained tense—he refused to lower his guard.

On the other side, Whitebeard had the same expression.

If anything, his demeanor was even more serious than before.

Decades of experience told him one undeniable truth—

Lucifer was not someone who could be killed this easily.

But even so...

A severed head...

How could anyone survive that?

Not even Marco, the Phoenix, could resurrect himself if his head was completely destroyed.

Whitebeard wanted to believe Lucifer was dead.

But something... something felt off.

"Lucifer, what trick do you have this time?"

Shanks' sharp gaze locked onto Lucifer's lifeless body.

His Observation Haki was still sensing Lucifer's presence.

The field of Conqueror's Haki that Lucifer had created hadn't disappeared.

All signs pointed to one terrifying fact—

Lucifer was still alive.

Suddenly—

"Did you figure it out?"

A calm, familiar voice rang out.

It was Lucifer's voice.

Flat.

Unshaken.

But to everyone else—

It was thunder in their ears.

Every eye turned toward Lucifer's severed head—

It was still talking.

"W-What the hell...?!"

Shanks' breath hitched.

His fingers twitched slightly, gripping his sword tighter.

Then—

Lucifer's headless body moved.

Casually.

As if nothing had happened.

It lifted a hand and grabbed its own severed head.

With eerie ease, Lucifer raised his head in front of him, tilting it slightly to meet Shanks' and Whitebeard's gazes.

His golden eyes glowed with amusement.

A sinister smirk formed on his disembodied face.

"Hey... hey... this is a joke, right?"

Aokiji's voice was hoarse, his face drenched in cold sweat.

"This is seriously terrifying!"

Kizaru's usual lazy demeanor was completely gone.

His body was covered in sweat—not from heat, but from pure fear.

"Impossible!"

"Lucifer should be dead!"

"Why are you still alive?!"

"A demon... he's a demon from hell!"

The pirates and Marines who had been celebrating moments ago now stared in horror.

Their excitement had turned into despair.

Nothing was more soul-crushing than believing they had won—

Only to watch their hope shatter before their eyes.

"Logia fruit...?"

A Marine Vice Admiral muttered, his voice trembling.

"Is Lucifer a Logia-type Devil Fruit user?"

"No... no!"

Another officer shook his head violently.

"Lucifer is the wielder of the Speak-Speak Fruit—it's a Paramecia!"

"He has no Logia elemental abilities!"

A Marine Vice Admiral shook his head.

"No... even if he were a Logia user, he wouldn't be able to withstand Shanks' Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki-infused slash!"

"Lucifer was definitely beheaded!"

Another Marine Vice Admiral spoke, though his voice carried a tone of unwillingness.

As difficult as it was to accept, this was reality.

"But why? Why didn't he die after being beheaded?"

"Could the regenerative abilities of the Speak-Speak Fruit really repair such an injury?"

Hundreds of thousands of Marines and the pirates of the Whitebeard Pirates and Red Hair Pirates exchanged uneasy glances.

Lucifer's monstrous power was driving them to the brink of madness.

"Damn you, Lucifer... is this the true extent of your abilities?"

The seriously injured Sengoku, who had just been rescued by the Marines and received emergency treatment, managed to regain some of his strength.

Even with all his battle experience, he couldn't stop the cold despair that crept into his heart as he watched Lucifer's display of power.

"Was this your plan all along?"

Shanks' voice was deep, his expression dark as he watched the battlefield descend into chaos and fear.

With every passing second, panic spread like wildfire.

The fighting spirit of the Red Hair Pirates, Whitebeard Pirates, and Marines was rapidly deteriorating.

Their chances of victory were slipping away.

"That's right," Lucifer said calmly, still holding his own severed head in his hands.

"This is the ultimate despair I bestow upon them!"

Then—

"Recover."

A low, commanding voice echoed across the battlefield.

A black mist swirled around Lucifer's severed neck.

Before everyone's eyes—

A new head emerged.

Perfectly restored.

Not a single scar remained, as if it had never been severed at all.

Then—

With an indifferent smirk, Lucifer casually crushed the head he had been holding, reducing it to nothing but a cloud of black mist.

How does it feel to crush your own head?

Lucifer chuckled.

"Quite thrilling, I must say."

He then spread his arms wide and smiled mockingly.

"Well? Do you still want to try?"

"Can you comprehend this, Shanks? Even if I stand still and let you attack, you won't be able to harm a single hair on my body."

"No matter how severe the injury, I will regenerate instantly."

"My stamina is limitless. I can maintain my absolute peak state at all times!"

"From the very beginning—

—you never had a chance of winning!"

BOOM!

Before Lucifer could say another word, Whitebeard suddenly appeared behind him, his fist glowing with an earth-shattering tremor.

A direct punch to Lucifer's lower back!

BANG!

Lucifer's body exploded on impact—

Flesh and blood scattered in all directions.

But—

A voice echoed from the void itself.

"Recover."

Before anyone could react—

Every single piece of flesh and blood instantly reassembled.

In mere moments—

Lucifer stood whole again.

Untouched.

Unaffected.

Unscathed.

His breath remained as strong as ever.

Lucifer turned his gaze toward Whitebeard, a playful grin on his face.

"Sneak attacks from behind? Not a very honorable habit, is it, Whitebeard?"

Whitebeard's expression remained cold, but his eyes betrayed a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Lucifer, kid... I really underestimated you."

His voice was chilling, filled with an unspoken dread.

But behind that chill, there was something else—

Despair.

For the first time in decades, Edward Newgate felt truly helpless.

Lucifer let out a light chuckle.

"Alright, enough fun. Let's end this boring farce."

"Universal Pull."

Lucifer stretched out his hand.

An overwhelming force grabbed hold of Whitebeard, dragging him toward Lucifer's palm like an unstoppable gravitational pull.

At the same time, Lucifer clenched his fist.

A transparent shockwave began to condense around it—

The power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.

Whitebeard struggled against the pull, but he couldn't resist.

However, even as he was being pulled forward, his fist clenched tightly.

Raising his arm, he unleashed his own seismic power, prepared to counter Lucifer's attack head-on.

BOOM!

Their fists collided—

And in that instant—

A devastating shockwave erupted.

Centered around Lucifer and Whitebeard, the very atmosphere shattered—

Reality itself cracked and trembled.

Lucifer suddenly pushed his fist forward by an inch, causing his quake force to completely overpower Whitebeard's punch.

His fist smashed into Whitebeard's chest.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The very air fractured, sending shockwaves surging in all directions like an unstoppable tidal wave.

The earth split apart, forming over a dozen massive fissures that stretched for thousands of meters.

Countless Marines and pirates were sent plummeting into the abyss.

Whitebeard vomited blood violently.

His chest—

Sunken in.

A gaping hole had been punched through his torso—

Exposing shattered bones and torn flesh.

His massive body was sent hurtling backward, crashing through the battlefield.

After flying for hundreds of meters, he stabbed his bisento, Cong Yunqie, into the ground—

Using it as support to keep himself from collapsing completely.

Another mouthful of blood spewed from his lips.

His breath had grown weak.

His face was pale, drained of color.

The once-mighty Whitebeard, the strongest man in the world—

Was now on the brink of death.

And yet—

He still stood. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Not because his body had the strength to endure.

But because his will refused to break.

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