One Piece: General Xuanming, Defeat the New World

Chapter 410 Advantages

The North Sea Siren was suspended in the sky, its body of thousands of meters almost covering the sea surface. In front of this huge body, the half-beast Carsent was like an ant.

But at this moment, the ant shook the tree, and after just a few punches, one of the tentacle was already bleeding and almost broken into pieces.

At this time, the disadvantages of the phantom beast's body become apparent.

A large body inevitably reduces flexibility, just like a person can never muster all his strength to deal with a flea on his body.

Faced with Carsent's attack, the siren, unable to bear the pain, waved its tentacles frantically, but it was of no avail.

Even if the tentacles could hit Carsen, the huge forward swing allowed Carsen to easily dodge.

Like Carsente, if one relies on the body of a phantom beast to fight against a strong opponent, the first prerequisite is that one's own defense can withstand the opponent.

Otherwise, once the defense is broken, he will be in an absolute disadvantage, because the true body of the phantom beast has no ability to counter the agile physical warriors.

"Come again, King of the West Sea, aren't you arrogant?"

Carsent's ten fingers turned into claws and penetrated the tentacles' flesh fiercely. Then he exerted force with both arms suddenly and tore them apart fiercely.

"Thorn..."

In an instant, blood rained down. Under Carsent's tremendous force, the huge and thick tentacle was torn in half from the middle by brute force. The blood gushing out of the wound condensed into rain, which was spectacular.

Then, ignoring the Siren's crazy roar and waving tentacles, Carsent straightened up and ran up along the tentacles again. In the blink of an eye, he reached the root of the Siren's tentacles.

Octopus tentacles, something that can regenerate, has never been Carsent's goal.

The attack just now was intended, on the one hand, to test the Siren's specific strength, and on the other hand, to stimulate the King of the West Sea to lose his mind with severe pain.

You know, if a phantom beast's true form has completely lost its mind, it will be useless to attack a wild beast. You can just wait for it to go crazy and run out of energy, then you can easily kill it.

Before that, what Carsen had to do was to consume the King of the West Sea's physical strength to the greatest extent.

……

In a blink of an eye, the battle had lasted for six days and six nights, and even the news birds circling in the sky had been replaced three times.

Strictly speaking, the people watching around, who had retreated hundreds of miles away, could only use telescopes to get a glimpse of the scene in the center of the battlefield.

The slightest movement of the West Sea King's massive body is enough to stir up tons of sea water, causing devastating damage to everything around it.

It is true that sea water is the nemesis of devil fruits, but when it comes to truly top-level combat power, there are too many ways to circumvent it.

"You said... they have been fighting for six days, and it's almost the seventh day, and there is still no winner?"

"Six days, you are such a beast. We fight... we can be proud of fighting for a whole night..."

"Brother, is this fight you're having serious..."

Onlookers gathered on a small island a hundred miles away and started chatting.

During these six days, they have gone from shock and disbelief to numbness.

This kind of power, and being able to maintain such endurance and physical strength, is something they could never even imagine.

It was not until now that they realized that whether it was Carsente or the King of the West Sea, if given enough time, they could really destroy the West Sea on their own.

"I used to think that the King of the West Sea was too arrogant, daring to claim to be the king of the West Sea. Now it seems that the King of the West Sea is still conservative."

"That's right, if I had this kind of power, let alone the West Sea, I would even dare to be the King of the Four Seas."

"And then what? Four more navy men like this come? Won't they tear you into pieces?"

As everyone was discussing, the outcome of the battle was gradually determined in the center of the battlefield.

The siren's huge body was covered with scars, and seven of its eight tentacles had been torn apart.

The broken tentacles had grown back countless times, and then been torn apart again. Carsent's domineering aura was the best blade, stirring wantonly in the flesh and blood of the sea monster.

By now, the Siren had been forced to stop regenerating its tentacles.

At this point in the battle, every bit of physical strength is precious, and regenerating a tentacle requires a huge amount of physical strength, which the King of the West Sea can no longer afford.

The sea water within thousands of meters has been dyed deep red by blood.

The smell of blood spread far away, and countless sharks and even sea kings were surging on the sea surface, gnawing on the spilled flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood of top fighters is a great tonic for them.

"Damn the Navy, damn it!"

It’s not that the King of the West Sea doesn’t want to win, but he himself is powerless.

The phantom beast's true form was just a huge target. It had no ability to counterattack against Carsent's flexible human-beast form and could only passively take the beating.

But if he were to revert to half-beast form, he would be unable to resist Carsent's domineering color entanglement.

It's death either way, the only difference is whether it's immediate death or slow death.

With little physical strength left, the King of the West Sea was already like meat on the chopping board, unable to escape being slaughtered.

If they are superhuman or even natural, they can gather their remaining strength together for a do-or-die battle, or even a complete destruction of both sides.

But the Animal type has no such ability. The Animal type excels at physical strength and endurance, but as a price, its explosive power is almost zero.

Sure enough, two days later, the situation on the battlefield had become completely clear.

With all eight tentacles broken off, the King of the West Sea could no longer maintain his true form as a phantom beast, and was forced to transform back into human form, gasping for breath.

On the opposite side, Carsent was still as majestic as ever, with golden scales shining all over his body. Although he looked a little tired, his fighting power was still there.

"King of the West Sea, you have been able to fight with me for eight days. The sea is so big, there are so many places you can go. Why do you have to stick to the West Sea?"

Carsente asked, looking at the wounded man in front of him.

In this life, Carsen had no choice. From the moment he was born, Carsen's identity and the inheritance he carried meant that Carsen could only take advantage of the general trend and crush everything with fair means.

But the King of the West Sea is not like that. If it weren’t for today’s battle, who would know that there is a King of the West Sea?

For a strong person at this level, it is very easy to cut off ties with the forces behind him. He can just leave a substitute and roam freely around the world. The world government will not pay any attention to such a strong person.

"Cough cough..."

The King of the West Sea raised his head with difficulty, opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Marine, you don't understand me, and you are not qualified to judge me."

"What will happen to this world is not up to you, the navy, or your world government."

"Today's result is no more than a winner or loser. If I win, the entire West Sea will belong to me."

"Today's victory or defeat is not forced by the general trend, but simply the difference in strength between you and me."

The King of the West Sea wiped the blood off his face, curled his lips, and looked disdainful.

At this point, unless it is a major trend that engulfs the entire ocean, it will not affect them at all.