One Piece: Dungeon Shop. Scamming Garp, Reward: Eight-Tails Jinchuriki

Chapter 499 499: Awakening! Magma Hell Execution

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"Ahhhhh!"

Zarbon let out a scream of unparalleled agony. The incredibly tough green skin on his chest was sliced wide open.

Not a single drop of blood spilled from the wound. The blood and flesh were instantly carbonized. An incredibly foul stench of roasted meat filled the air.

Zarbon's massive body was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a pile of rocks in the distance. He struggled to get up, but the excruciating pain in his chest sapped every ounce of his strength.

His proud transformed state was pathetically fragile in front of this sword-wielding man.

Terror finally and completely seized Zarbon's heart. He didn't want to die. He was a high-ranking executive by Lord Frieza's side. He had a brilliant future ahead of him.

"W-Wait!" Zarbon weakly raised a hand. "I can give you the Dragon Balls. Just let me go. I can even recommend you to the Frieza Force! With your strength, you could easily become the highest executive under the Lord!"

Carrying Ryujin Jakka, Akainu walked over to Zarbon step by step. The flames on the blade burned silently, warping and twisting the very space around it.

Akainu looked down at the ugly cosmic pirate, his eyes devoid of pity. "Justice does not compromise with evil. Your very existence is a stain upon this world."

He raised his Zanpakuto, preparing to deliver the final blow to the scumbag.

Right at that moment, an extremely venomous light flashed in Zarbon's eyes. His begging had merely been a stalling tactic. He had secretly gathered the last remaining dregs of ki in his body into his eyes.

"Die!"

Two highly condensed red lasers fired from Zarbon's eyes, shooting straight for Akainu's face.

At such close range, even Observation Haki wasn't enough to completely dodge it. Akainu snapped his head back violently. The two lasers grazed past his cheeks, leaving a scorched black trail in the air.

Though he avoided a fatal wound, the energy of the lasers still grazed his left cheek. A trail of blood flowed down his face, dripping onto the dark red magma on his body and evaporating instantly.

Akainu reached up and touched the wound on his face. His eyes turned more terrifying than they had ever been.

He originally thought Ryujin Jakka's Shikai would be enough to dispose of this trash. He hadn't expected the enemy to still dare pull such underhanded tricks.

"Very well. You've successfully angered me."

Akainu drove Ryujin Jakka into the ground at his feet. He wouldn't use the Zanpakuto anymore. Using a sword on a thug who didn't know how to die was an insult to the weapon.

He was going to use his most fundamental power. He was going to make this cosmic pirate understand the true meaning of despair.

Akainu's body began to undergo a violent transformation. The entire left half of his body turned completely into boiling magma. Even the left side of his face morphed into a mass of churning molten rock. His right side maintained its human form, but Armament Haki coated it, turning it pitch-black.

An oppressive pressure, ten times more terrifying than before, erupted from his body. This was the Devil Fruit Awakening state he had comprehended through countless life-and-death battles in the One Piece world.

The ground around him began to quake violently. Namek's hard bedrock fractured inch by inch beneath Akainu's feet, crumbling like fragile biscuits.

Magma from deep underground was forcibly drawn to the surface by this awakened power. Pillars of dark red fire burst through the crust, soaring straight into the sky.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, every rock, patch of grass, and even the air itself, was thoroughly assimilated into rolling magma.

The once sickly green sky was dyed completely red. This stretch of land had been transformed into a true Magma Hell.

Akainu, half-man and half-magma, slowly rose from the ground. He looked like a demon god stepping out of the underworld, coldly staring down at the shivering ant beneath his feet.

Zarbon was completely in despair. Feeling the surrounding heat that could instantly vaporize steel, and looking at the terrifying half-human, half-magma entity, he couldn't even form the words to beg for his life. He could only let out meaningless, gargling gasps.

Akainu raised his arm, entirely composed of magma. The surrounding Magma Hell seemed to answer his call. Countless pillars of magma converged in mid-air, forming a gargantuan dog's head that blotted out the sun.

This dog's head was a hundred times larger than the Great Eruption from before. Carrying the absolute justice to destroy everything, it smashed down heavily toward Zarbon's position.

"Melt away completely. Along with your sins."

The sky-covering magma dog head plummeted with devastating pressure. Namek's green sky looked as if it were counting down to the apocalypse.

Zarbon looked up at the churning sea of dark red fire above him, his slitted pupils reflecting pure despair. The instinct to survive finally overpowered his fear of death.

The Frieza Force executive let out a roar that tore his throat. He squeezed out every last drop of ki in his body, holding absolutely nothing back, even though it would overdraw his life force, even though it would cause his body to completely break down.

A blindingly bright pink energy shield rapidly expanded around him. This was his final line of defense. He intended to use this high-density energy to forcefully withstand the apocalyptic strike.

"I am Lord Zarbon, executive of Lord Frieza's army!" he screamed hysterically from within the shield, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

The gargantuan magma dog head crashed heavily against the pink energy shield. There was no deafening explosion—only a blood-curdling sound of dissolution. Thousands of degrees of heat and berserk energy engaged in the most primal slaughter in mid-air.

The magma half of Akainu's face showed no emotional fluctuation. He looked down at the stubbornly resisting ant. The judgment of justice would never be delayed just because the criminal struggled.

"Futile resistance."

Akainu forced his right arm down. The magma surging from deep underground continuously poured into the massive dog head. The dark red molten rock grew even thicker, the temperature skyrocketing to a horrifying critical point.

Zarbon's proud energy shield began to violently warp. The pink light rapidly dimmed under the magma's erosion. Hairline cracks spread across the surface of the shield like a spiderweb.

"No! This is impossible!"

Zarbon watched helplessly as his defense was melted through bit by bit, his ugly green face twisting to the extreme.

Crack.

A faint shattering sound echoed across the battlefield. The pink energy shield collapsed.

Boiling magma cascaded down like a burst dam, completely swallowing Zarbon's massive body.

Miserable, harrowing screams tore through the magma waterfall. It didn't sound like a noise any living creature could make. Zarbon's epidermis vaporized the instant it touched the magma, his muscle tissues rapidly carbonizing and peeling away under the intense heat.

Yet, as a cosmic warrior with a power level breaking thirty thousand, his formidable vitality actually prevented him from dying immediately under this torture. He rolled frantically within the boiling magma pool, trying to find a sliver of life.

Akainu had no intention of leaving this beast any room to breathe.

His towering body dropped rapidly from the air. The magma in his right arm compressed to the absolute limit. The originally dark red molten rock took on a blinding, white-hot hue.

This power was condensed to its absolute peak.

Akainu stepped onto the churning surface of the magma pool as steadily as if he were walking on flat ground. He took long strides toward the struggling Zarbon.

Zarbon had been burned down to nothing but a blackened skeleton and ruined internal organs. His single remaining eye was filled with a desperate thirst for life and an extreme terror of death. He watched the man in the red suit walk right up to him.

"Dark Hound."

Akainu's deep voice declared the end of the execution.

The White-Hot Magma Fist blasted forward at a speed the naked eye couldn't track, piercing straight through Zarbon's ruined chest.

The extremely condensed high heat fully detonated inside Zarbon's body. His heart, his organs, and even his incredibly tough spine were all reduced to nothingness under the strike.

Zarbon's body stiffened violently, then collapsed into the magma pool like a scattered pile of ashes.

This notorious executive of the Frieza Force, feared across the universe, was thoroughly erased on this remote planet. Not a single trace of his existence was left behind.

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