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One Piece: Curse of Immortality

Humanity dreams of living forever, so they try to achieve immortality, but not for 'Arashi,' who is already immortal. He always thinks that this immortality is a curse and will bring eternal loneliness. But like all living things, he also has a dream, so join 'Arashi' in his journey to change his curse into a blessing. Disclaimer: This is a Translation Update 5 Days a week (Monday - Friday) Please support me by joining my patr**on. Have 10 advanced Chapters for you guys. patr**n.com/saitamablast >OP:COI NOVEL TIER

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Chapter 81: Battle of Belief: Vs Future Admirals

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A powerful and domineering aura surged out like a raging storm, sweeping across the battlefield. 

The oppressive energy rippled outward in waves, ruffling Sakazuki's cloak. 

For a brief moment, the skies seemed to darken, turning black and red, as if the very heavens trembled before Arashi's might. 

The sheer presence of his Conqueror's Haki froze the blood in Sakazuki's veins. 

Yet, within that suffocating tension, a twisted grin spread across Sakazuki's face, his expression teetering on the brink of madness.

Suddenly, a deafening thunderclap roared, shaking the heavens. The skies lit up as brilliant lightning illuminated the battlefield. 

High above, a fearsome blue Thunder Qilin materialized, crackling with electric arcs. 

Below, Arashi's right fist clenched tightly, charged with black-and-red lightning.

"Thunder Fist," Arashi growled, his voice low yet resonant. "Heavenly Qilin!"

The Qilin roared as it descended, its colossal frame surging toward Sakazuki with terrifying speed. 

In tandem, Arashi's electrified fist closed in, smashing directly into Sakazuki's face. The impact was cataclysmic. 

The force of the blow carried enough raw power to pulverize mountains, amplified further by the destructive energy of lightning that surged violently into Sakazuki. 

He was hurled backward, tumbling across the frozen ocean, leaving behind a trail of blood splatter and broken ice. 

His body crashed into the frozen waves, shattering them into jagged icebergs, and he tumbled nearly ten kilometers before coming to a halt.

Sakazuki coughed violently, blood spilling from his mouth as he shakily pushed himself upright. 

His battered body trembled, but his eyes still burned with unyielding fury.

"Well, you can take a beating," Arashi muttered, his lips curving into a cold smirk. 

With a single step, his body vanished in a streak of lightning and reappeared right in front of Sakazuki.

Raising his right hand, Arashi spread his fingers wide. Electricity crackled in his palm, intensifying into a blazing blue light—a small sun of raw power.

"This is the end," Arashi declared, his voice calm but carrying a deadly finality.

"DIE!" Sakazuki roared, his fists igniting into molten magma. He hurled punch after punch, magma fists surging toward Arashi like meteors. 

Yet none could breach the protective energy barrier that shimmered around Arashi.

"800 million volts!" Arashi's calm voice rang out as the electric sphere in his palm exploded into a massive thunderbolt. "Heaven Fall!"

The energy pillar of pure lightning shot forward, engulfing Sakazuki. 

The bolt didn't stop there—it pierced through the frozen ocean, shattering icebergs into fiery debris before vanishing into the horizon in a fiery explosion.

When the blinding light finally dimmed, Arashi frowned slightly. He could feel it—his attack had not landed its decisive blow.

Turning around, he saw a golden flash materializing in the distance. The figure of Kizaru emerged, his body glowing as he carried the injured Sakazuki.

"Well, this is terrifying. Facing someone like you makes me tremble!" Kizaru exclaimed, his usual lazy tone laced with mockery. "So scary!"

"Don't play coy with me, Borsalino," Arashi replied with a chuckle. "Of the three Marine monsters, you've always been the one who hides the deepest."

Arashi's gaze shifted to the battered and bloodied Sakazuki, whose face was twisted with fury but still tinged with defeat. 

His expression darkened. Facing all three future Admirals at once would be a challenge even for him. From behind, a sudden chill swept through the air. 

Kuzan had also recovered and now stood, ice trailing from his feet as he positioned himself to complete the encirclement.

"You might be a one-man army," Sakazuki growled, his voice cold and laced with hatred. 

"But against all three of us…" He took a deep breath, his magma surging once more. "You're already surrounded!"

Hearing this, Arashi raised an eyebrow before bursting into laughter.

"Surrounded? That's a funny way to put it," he said, his grin widening. "But you've got it all wrong."

Leaning forward, his muscles tensed as electricity surged through his body, arcs of lightning dancing across his frame. 

His excitement was evident—his eyes burned with an uncontained thrill.

"It's not me who's surrounded by you." His voice dropped, carrying a chilling weight. "It's you three who are surrounded by ME!"

In an instant, his Conqueror's Haki exploded outward. The overwhelming aura swept across the frozen sea, causing the ice to crack and groan under the sheer weight of his power.

The three Marines tensed, their expressions grim. Despite their combined strength, they could feel the suffocating might of Arashi's unparalleled willpower.

The battle erupted in a flash.

Kizaru's body shimmered, disappearing in a golden streak as he reappeared behind Arashi. His leg extended, glowing with light.

"Light-Speed Kick!" But before the attack could land, Arashi's energy barrier activated, deflecting the blow. 

The collision caused an explosive shockwave, shattering the ice beneath them.

"Nice try," Arashi muttered, spinning around as he unleashed a devastating punch. Kizaru was sent flying, crashing into the ice with a deafening thud. 

Without hesitation, Arashi turned to block a magma fist from Sakazuki while simultaneously parrying a shard of ice sent by Kuzan.

Lightning, magma, and ice clashed in a chaotic storm, the frozen battlefield becoming a warzone of elemental destruction.

"You can't beat us all!" Kuzan shouted as his ice spread toward Arashi.

"You'll never take me down," Arashi shot back, his voice unwavering. 

His fists crackled with electricity as he charged forward, ready to face the might of the future Admirals head-on.

The sheer force of Sakazuki's attack caused the ice beneath his feet to collapse and shatter violently. 

Arashi's sharp eyes narrowed as he prepared to strike again, but before he could, a golden beam of light streaked toward him. 

It carried a dangerous energy, unmistakably the work of Borsalino.

"Ama no Murakumo!" Borsalino shouted as he unleashed a powerful slash. Arashi retreated momentarily, then countered with a swift punch. 

The two clashed, their movements so rapid that they left trails of electricity and light in their wake.

"Has anyone ever told you something?" Arashi suddenly spoke, his voice calm despite the intense battle.

"Hm?" Borsalino tilted his head in slight confusion, though his hands didn't falter as he swung his sword again.

"You rely far too much on your Devil Fruit powers."

The moment the words left Arashi's mouth, his figure blurred and vanished before Borsalino's eyes.

"He's gone!" Borsalino exclaimed, startled.

"He's behind you!" Kuzan shouted as he charged forward, trying to warn his ally. But it was already too late.

Arashi reappeared right behind Borsalino, his fist descending like a thunderbolt.

BOOM!

The punch connected squarely with Borsalino's head, sending him spinning through the air and crashing far into the distance. 

In that instant, Borsalino, one of the future Admirals, felt as though his skull was about to explode.

"DIE, ARASHI!"

"Meteor Volcano!" Sakazuki roared from afar, his fury reaching a fever pitch. 

Streams of magma erupted into the sky, forming a massive downpour of molten fire aimed directly at Arashi.

"Sakazuki," Arashi muttered, glancing up at the falling magma. 

A mocking smirk played on his lips as he said, "This little spark of yours… it's only good for lighting my birthday candles."

With a sudden burst of radiant lightning, Arashi's entire body erupted in a dazzling light. 

In the blink of an eye, the lightning surged upward, forming countless arcs that collided with the incoming magma.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A series of massive explosions lit up the sky like a dazzling display of fireworks. 

The air rippled with heat and energy as Arashi turned his attention toward the advancing Kuzan.

Extending his right hand, Arashi pointed a finger directly at his opponent.

"500 million volts… Thunder Dragon!"

With a roar, a massive dragon of lightning burst forth, streaking toward Kuzan with terrifying speed.

"Yasakani no Magatama!"

Before the Thunder Dragon could strike, Borsalino's voice rang out from above. 

Countless golden beams rained down from the sky, each one aiming for Arashi.

Arashi's body crackled with electricity as he darted across the frozen battlefield, dodging the beams with incredible precision. 

The golden light barely grazed him as he moved like a flash of lightning.

Three heartbeats later, Arashi shifted his trajectory and appeared directly in front of Borsalino.

"You are a troublesome one," Arashi growled, his tone low and menacing. A lightning sword materialized in his hand, and he slashed downward.

CLANG!

Borsalino intercepted the blow with his Heavenly Cloud Sword, sighing theatrically. "You shouldn't talk about old friends like that."

Arashi smirked. "Then let's call this a friendly sparring match."

"Couldn't have said it better myself!" Borsalino chuckled, though the ferocity of their clash was anything but friendly.

Their blades collided at such high speed that the shockwaves alone could have flattened a mountain. 

Ripples of energy spread outward as they exchanged hundreds of strikes in mere seconds, their movements transcending human limits.

Arashi couldn't help but reevaluate his opponent. Among the three, Borsalino was the most enigmatic—and without question, the hardest to deal with.

Sakazuki's attacks were brutal and relentless, his durability unmatched. 

Even after enduring blows that should have been lethal, he pressed on with an unyielding ferocity. 

Kuzan's icy composure and calculated strikes made him just as dangerous. 

But Borsalino… hid his true strength beneath a veneer of laziness, making him the most unpredictable of them all.

In the blink of an eye, the other two joined the fray, surrounding Arashi once again.

Arashi leaped backward, landing on the frozen ground as he surveyed the three of them encircling him. Instead of looking concerned, he grinned.

"It seems like holding back isn't enough to deal with the three of you."

Clenching his fists, his muscles tensed, his body seeming to harden like stone. 

His eyes gleamed with an unrestrained energy as his blood surged through his veins.

"Let's go all out," Arashi declared, bending his knees slightly as a wave of invisible pressure radiated outward.

He bared his teeth in a savage smile. "You'd better be careful. I might just kill you all!"

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