The round-headed Elder Star's face contorted in fury, his calm demeanor shattered.
"Lead to death?!" he bellowed. "You arrogant brat!"
As his anger boiled over, his thoughts roared: I am one of the dignified Five Elders! A living embodiment of power and authority! Dealing with you personally is a gesture of mercy!
He glared at Finn, his rage spilling into his words. "You dare speak to me like that?! It's beyond insolence—it's madness!"
Without further preamble, the Elder Star snarled, "I'll show you just how absurd your so-called strength is in the face of the World Government!"
With a forceful stomp, he launched himself into the air, a booming thud echoing beneath him.
"Moonwalk!"
His mastery of this technique was evident as he ascended effortlessly, rebounding gracefully from the very air itself.
Finn, unimpressed, followed suit. Leaping into the void, he met the Elder Star at eye level.
The Elder Star extended his arm, his expression a mask of concentration. A surge of jet-black energy enveloped his arm, the manifestation of advanced Armament Haki.
The sheer intensity of the Haki was undeniable—its condensed, horned-dragon-like strands rippling with raw power.
The Elder Star sneered. "What's the matter, boy? Frightened? You've never seen Armament Haki at this level, have you?" His voice brimmed with disdain. "Let me enlighten you: this is a level of mastery you could only dream of reaching."
Finn's response, however, was not what the Elder Star expected.
A smirk tugged at Finn's lips. "You think that's impressive?"
The Elder Star froze for a moment, his confidence shaken. "What do you mean?"
Finn raised an arm, letting his own Armament Haki flow. The energy surged out, denser and more refined than the Elder Star's. It coiled and twisted, not as a snake but as a living, roaring dragon.
The comparison was undeniable. Where the Elder Star's Haki resembled a primitive serpent, Finn's exuded the majesty of a full-fledged dragon.
The Elder Star's eyes bulged in disbelief. His thoughts spiraled: This... this can't be real! Such mastery is supposed to take decades, even lifetimes! How can someone so young...
"Impossible!" he spat. "This is fake! A trick!"
Finn chuckled, his tone dripping with mockery. "Fake? You seem awfully concerned for someone who's so sure of himself."
The Elder Star's composure crumbled. "How is this possible?! Explain yourself!"
Finn shrugged nonchalantly. "Why not ask the Shinigami in the underworld when you meet them?"
With that, Finn threw a handful of enchanted paper into the air. The papers floated like delicate snowflakes, glowing faintly as they danced around the Elder Star.
"Enough!" the Elder Star roared, his patience finally snapping. He vanished in a blur, utilizing advanced Shave to close the distance to Finn in an instant. His fist shot forward, aimed directly at Finn's face.
But the blow never connected.
The Elder Star's instincts screamed a warning too late. Finn's form shimmered and disappeared into nothingness, leaving behind only a faint glow on one of the floating papers.
"Flying Thunder God," Finn's voice echoed from behind.
Before the Elder Star could react, Finn struck.
A devastating punch, empowered by the full force of seven open gates and infused with top-tier Armament Haki, connected squarely with the Elder Star's back.
The impact was cataclysmic.
Boom!
The Elder Star's body crumpled under the force like brittle stone, splitting in two. His severed halves plummeted to the battlefield below, lifeless.
Finn hovered in the air, momentarily stunned by the ease of his victory.
"Wait... what?" he muttered.
He stared at the lifeless remains of the Elder Star.
"That's it? He was supposed to be one of the Five Elders, and I took him out with one punch?"
Finn scratched his head, a bemused grin spreading across his face.
"This world is seriously broken."
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