CHAPTER 230: SANDWORM SWARM

For a moment, the battlefield became a dazzling display of skills.

Everyone unleashed their signature techniques, all for the sake of securing victory in this first battle upon landing.

The intense clashes sent fine grains of yellow sand swirling into the air, tinting the once-clean atmosphere with a golden hue.

It was as if the entire world had been draped in a yellow filter, creating a hazy, dreamlike effect.

Aura intertwined with the swirling sand, while the only sounds piercing through the chaos were the deafening explosions and collisions.

Each combatant faced off against a suitable opponent—naturally Akira found himself confronting the most powerful sandworm.

"Wonder if it tastes any good?"

"Pretty sure you’re supposed to stew it..."

Standing before the colossal sandworm, Akira showed no fear despite its menacing display—flailing limbs and sandstorms whipping up around it.

Instead, he pondered how these sandworms might taste.

He distinctly remembered eating sandworm meat back in the Samok Desert—it had been quite delicious.

But beyond flavor, Akira was more curious about how much strength consuming them would grant him.

The sandworm before him wasn’t particularly strong—just barely S- rank in power.

Aside from the one Beyond was facing, none of the other sandworms had reached S- rank, which was why the rest of the group could handle them.

Still, it made sense.

After all, they had only just set foot on the Dark Continent’s outermost fringes.

Encountering an S- rank creature alongside a swarm of A- rank beasts right after landing was already shocking enough.

It was then that Akira realized he had misjudged the V5 soldiers.

The fact that they had managed to bring back calamities was the result of grueling effort.

In truth, anyone even slightly weaker wouldn’t have had the qualifications to encounter such disasters in the first place.

Take this sandworm swarm, for example—these relatively ordinary creatures alone could halt countless people from the Six Continents.

For V5 soldiers to venture slightly deeper and encounter various calamities, raw strength alone clearly wasn’t enough.

They must have relied on high-tech weaponry!

Such as the Poor man rose or other high-powered weapons.

Only then could they advance even a short distance in a place where S-rank creatures roamed freely and A-rank monster were as common as dogs.

For everyone else, this was undoubtedly bad news.

It meant their hopes of bringing back ’hope’—or conquering this continent—had become even more distant.

But for Akira, it was the opposite.

In fact, he wanted the Dark Continent’s creatures to be stronger, its calamities more diverse.

That way, the Pokemons he could nurture would be of higher tiers and greater variety.

Especially now that he had Kyogre—Akira no longer had any lingering concerns about his own safety.

"BAM!"

Seeing the human standing motionless, the sandworm abruptly arched its body, its grotesque maw—lined with jagged teeth—lunging straight for Akira!

The stench of its breath carried traces of blood, evidence that this sandworm had recently feasted on other creatures.

On this continent, the phrase "survival of the fittest" was demonstrated in its purest form.

Those lacking strength were destined to be nothing more than prey.

The sandworm was massive, with a mouth the size of a car, capable of swallowing several people in one gulp.

Facing the charging sandworm, Akira smirked slightly.

His figure blurred, vanishing from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared abruptly before the sandworm, his right hand curled into a claw, brimming with dense, dark aura!

The thick, inky Aura clung to his right hand like a shadow, pulsing with each breath.

The dark claw looked razor-sharp, as if it could effortlessly tear through anything!

Though he usually let his Pokemon handle battles, that didn’t mean he was weak himself!

After consuming countless delicacies, his physical strength had already reached S+ rank!

With just his base power alone, Akira could already be called the undisputed strongest in the six continents.

But precisely because the ingredients from the six continents no longer offered much improvement to his strength, he had turned his attention to the creatures of the Dark Continent.

Moreover, he had been fused with a Pokemon the entire time!

That was the Sturdy Shedinja!

Although the Sturdy Shedinja’s greatest function was granting him an invincibility hack, making him virtually unkillable, it could still provide all the effects other Pokemon offered—such as unleashing their skills.

Right now, Akira was using one of Shedinja’s skills.

The Ghost-type move Shadow Claw!

"Riiip!"

The sharp Shadow Claw effortlessly tore a massive gash through the sandworm’s thick hide.

The sandworm’s prideful defenses were as flimsy as paper against Akira’s Shadow Claw.

In an instant, the Shadow Claw sliced through the air with a series of sonic booms, leaving behind a stark red line across the sandworm’s body.

"BOOM!"

The sandworm’s upper half abruptly collapsed, its massive, bulky frame carving a deep crater into the beach.

The remaining half stood upright, gushing blood like a fountain.

With just one strike, the sandworm had been cleanly bisected at the waist!

This swift and decisive conclusion stood in stark contrast to the others’ prolonged struggles.

But Akira wasn’t satisfied with merely cutting the sandworm in half—its upper half was still writhing in the sand pit.

Clearly, it still had plenty of life left.

This didn’t surprise Akira in the slightest, in fact, he considered it perfectly reasonable.

Creatures from the Dark Continent were notoriously tenacious.

Take the Chimera Ants, for example—they could survive for an entire day even after being bisected, with only a direct headshot proving fatal.

Akira curled his fingers slightly, as if tugging on invisible threads, and a series of unseen slashes shot straight toward the sandworm’s head.

"Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!"

After several consecutive slicing sounds, the sandworm’s enormous head looked as though it had been hacked apart by a giant axe.

Completely pulverized.

The previously thrashing upper half finally stilled, motionless—undeniably dead.

The loud noises didn’t draw anyone else’s attention, as the entire battlefield was filled with the sounds of combat.

Only a handful, like Beyond, noticed Akira’s situation, but they weren’t surprised—they simply fought even harder.

Initially, many on the ship might not have had a clear grasp of Akira’s strength.

But after this voyage, everyone had come to deeply understand just how absurdly powerful he was.

So no one batted an eye at Akira’s lightning-fast victory.

If he had taken longer, that would have been the real surprise.

Shortly after, two more sandworms collapsed with thunderous crashes—this time, taken down by Ging.

Since the two strongest sandworms had been dealt with by Akira and Beyond, Ging had to "pick the best of the worst."

Among the remaining sandworms, he chose two to warm up with.

For these sandworms, whose strength only reached A-tier, "warming up" was indeed the best description for it.

And this was with Ging carefully observing the sandworms’ traits mid-battle—otherwise, the fights would have ended even faster.

After Ging, more and more sandworms began falling one after another, like a cascade of dominoes.

"BOOM!"

With the final sandworm collapsing and kicking up a cloud of dust, the entire swarm was annihilated.

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