Chapter 971: 971
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While Jon was occupied with Cross, a sword was shoved through his chest. Jon puked up some black and red blood that glowed. This was the work of Akashi. Jon tried to drive his elbow into Akashiri's stomach. However, Akashiri easily parried the attack, stabbing Jon in the neck. When the sharp strands of hair loosened up from around his body, Cross ripped off the strands with ease, headbutting Jon into the rubble of his mansion. A giant smoke cloud rose into the air. Jon jumped out of the rubble with blood all over his face. " You all are inferior to me!" " I feed on your pain and fear!" Jon's power was rapidly rising. His long black hair began growing longer and longer. His long black hair turned into a giant fist that was directed towards Cross. Before the giant fist made of hair came towards Cross, Akashiri leaped into the air, slicing the giant fist made of hair to pieces. He then sliced the air, making a red sword beam fly out of his sword. Jon grabbed the sword beam with his hands, bitting it to pieces as if it was a rock crystal. Jon began snickering. As he opened his mouth, hot steaming air came out of his mouth like a geyser. Akashiri placed his sword into the way of the hot steaming air. The perfect parry was barely working. His clothes were being melted off his body. He quickly generated some of his true power around his body firing out a giant ice spike at Jon. Jon grabbed the giant ice spike, crushing it with his left hand. Orion managed to place him in a tight headlock, choking him with all of his power. Cross leaped into the air, repeatedly punching him with powerful crushing blows. Akashiri appeared above Cross, driving his sword in his neck yet again. Jon was howling in pain. As he was about to pass out, he overpowered Orion's headlock, and everyone else, releasing out his powerful aura like a shockwave. Blood was all over his body. He collapsed on his knees looking at his blood-drenched hands. " No." No." No!!!!!!' I won't allow myself to be defeated by some f.u.c.k.i.n.g useless, worthless pigs!!" I need more power!!" As Jon began holding his head, he heard a dark distorted voice in his head. " You want more power don't you?" Who the f.u.c.k are you?" The voice instantly answered. My name's The Chameleon, a superior demon of hell that loves that grant any 3 wishes far beyond their dreams and nightmares. " Why the f.u.c.k should I trust you?" The Chameleon began laughing. " You are right. You shouldn't trust me." But hear this." " If you don't do something quickly, today will be the day you will die. " Now what will you do?" Jon thought about The Chameleon's offer. Deal." The Chameleon began laughing. " I am glad you would like to do business with me." ' You won't regret it."
Cross pulled out a cigarette lighting it with his finger, walking up to Jon slowly. His head was now flat on the dirty ground. He checked his pulse. When he placed 2 fingers on his neck, he felt no pulse. This only meant one thing. Jon was technically dead. Cross began shaking his head. He thought in his head that the Zen Continent Arc was finally over. As he turned his back on Jon, Jon suddenly awoke, screaming loudly like a siren. Loud sound waves projected out of his mouth. Cross was pushed back these powerful waves. Jon was transforming yet again only this time into a full-fledge demon. That was his first wish. To become a powerful superior demon. He would no longer rely on his Zen aura attacks or fighting styles. 2 sharp horns stuck out of his head. His skin turned from a light caramel skin tone to a light blue skin color. He now had strange tats all over his body. He shrunk from 7'3 to 6'0. His legs grew hind, and hairy. His teeth grew sharp as knives. His eyes turned red and black. His voice was no much deeper. He was laughing maniacally. Multiple craters was popping up everywhere. Never in a million years he thought he would actually turn into a demon, until now.
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While Jon was occupied with Cross, a sword was shoved through his chest. Jon puked up some black and red blood that glowed. This was the work of Akashi. Jon tried to drive his elbow into Akashiri's stomach. However, Akashiri easily parried the attack, stabbing Jon in the neck. When the sharp strands of hair loosened up from around his body, Cross ripped off the strands with ease, headbutting Jon into the rubble of his mansion. A giant smoke cloud rose into the air. Jon jumped out of the rubble with blood all over his face. " You all are inferior to me!" " I feed on your pain and fear!" Jon's power was rapidly rising. His long black hair began growing longer and longer. His long black hair turned into a giant fist that was directed towards Cross. Before the giant fist made of hair came towards Cross, Akashiri leaped into the air, slicing the giant fist made of hair to pieces. He then sliced the air, making a red sword beam fly out of his sword. Jon grabbed the sword beam with his hands, bitting it to pieces as if it was a rock crystal. Jon began snickering. As he opened his mouth, hot steaming air came out of his mouth like a geyser. Akashiri placed his sword into the way of the hot steaming air. The perfect parry was barely working. His clothes were being melted off his body. He quickly generated some of his true power around his body firing out a giant ice spike at Jon. Jon grabbed the giant ice spike, crushing it with his left hand. Orion managed to place him in a tight headlock, choking him with all of his power. Cross leaped into the air, repeatedly punching him with powerful crushing blows. Akashiri appeared above Cross, driving his sword in his neck yet again. Jon was howling in pain. As he was about to pass out, he overpowered Orion's headlock, and everyone else, releasing out his powerful aura like a shockwave. Blood was all over his body. He collapsed on his knees looking at his blood-drenched hands. " No." No." No!!!!!!' I won't allow myself to be defeated by some f.u.c.k.i.n.g useless, worthless pigs!!" I need more power!!" As Jon began holding his head, he heard a dark distorted voice in his head. " You want more power don't you?" Who the f.u.c.k are you?" The voice instantly answered. My name's The Chameleon, a superior demon of hell that loves that grant any 3 wishes far beyond their dreams and nightmares. " Why the f.u.c.k should I trust you?" The Chameleon began laughing. " You are right. You shouldn't trust me." But hear this." " If you don't do something quickly, today will be the day you will die. " Now what will you do?" Jon thought about The Chameleon's offer. Deal." The Chameleon began laughing. " I am glad you would like to do business with me." ' You won't regret it."
Cross pulled out a cigarette lighting it with his finger, walking up to Jon slowly. His head was now flat on the dirty ground. He checked his pulse. When he placed 2 fingers on his neck, he felt no pulse. This only meant one thing. Jon was technically dead. Cross began shaking his head. He thought in his head that the Zen Continent Arc was finally over. As he turned his back on Jon, Jon suddenly awoke, screaming loudly like a siren. Loud sound waves projected out of his mouth. Cross was pushed back these powerful waves. Jon was transforming yet again only this time into a full-fledge demon. That was his first wish. To become a powerful superior demon. He would no longer rely on his Zen aura attacks or fighting styles. 2 sharp horns stuck out of his head. His skin turned from a light caramel skin tone to a light blue skin color. He now had strange tats all over his body. He shrunk from 7'3 to 6'0. His legs grew hind, and hairy. His teeth grew sharp as knives. His eyes turned red and black. His voice was no much deeper. He was laughing maniacally. Multiple craters was popping up everywhere. Never in a million years he thought he would actually turn into a demon, until now.
While Jon was occupied with Cross, a sword was shoved through his chest. Jon puked up some black and red blood that glowed. This was the work of Akashi. Jon tried to drive his elbow into Akashiri's stomach. However, Akashiri easily parried the attack, stabbing Jon in the neck. When the sharp strands of hair loosened up from around his body, Cross ripped off the strands with ease, headbutting Jon into the rubble of his mansion. A giant smoke cloud rose into the air. Jon jumped out of the rubble with blood all over his face. " You all are inferior to me!" " I feed on your pain and fear!" Jon's power was rapidly rising. His long black hair began growing longer and longer. His long black hair turned into a giant fist that was directed towards Cross. Before the giant fist made of hair came towards Cross, Akashiri leaped into the air, slicing the giant fist made of hair to pieces. He then sliced the air, making a red sword beam fly out of his sword. Jon grabbed the sword beam with his hands, bitting it to pieces as if it was a rock crystal. Jon began snickering. As he opened his mouth, hot steaming air came out of his mouth like a geyser. Akashiri placed his sword into the way of the hot steaming air. The perfect parry was barely working. His clothes were being melted off his body. He quickly generated some of his true power around his body firing out a giant ice spike at Jon. Jon grabbed the giant ice spike, crushing it with his left hand. Orion managed to place him in a tight headlock, choking him with all of his power. Cross leaped into the air, repeatedly punching him with powerful crushing blows. Akashiri appeared above Cross, driving his sword in his neck yet again. Jon was howling in pain. As he was about to pass out, he overpowered Orion's headlock, and everyone else, releasing out his powerful aura like a shockwave. Blood was all over his body. He collapsed on his knees looking at his blood-drenched hands. " No." No." No!!!!!!' I won't allow myself to be defeated by some f.u.c.k.i.n.g useless, worthless pigs!!" I need more power!!" As Jon began holding his head, he heard a dark distorted voice in his head. " You want more power don't you?" Who the f.u.c.k are you?" The voice instantly answered. My name's The Chameleon, a superior demon of hell that loves that grant any 3 wishes far beyond their dreams and nightmares. " Why the f.u.c.k should I trust you?" The Chameleon began laughing. " You are right. You shouldn't trust me." But hear this." " If you don't do something quickly, today will be the day you will die. " Now what will you do?" Jon thought about The Chameleon's offer. Deal." The Chameleon began laughing. " I am glad you would like to do business with me." ' You won't regret it." Cross pulled out a cigarette lighting it with his finger, walking up to Jon slowly. His head was now flat on the dirty ground. He checked his pulse. When he placed 2 fingers on his neck, he felt no pulse. This only meant one thing. Jon was technically dead. Cross began shaking his head. He thought in his head that the Zen Continent Arc was finally over. As he turned his back on Jon, Jon suddenly awoke, screaming loudly like a siren. Loud sound waves projected out of his mouth. Cross was pushed back these powerful waves. Jon was transforming yet again only this time into a full-fledge demon. That was his first wish. To become a powerful superior demon. He would no longer rely on his Zen aura attacks or fighting styles. 2 sharp horns stuck out of his head. His skin turned from a light caramel skin tone to a light blue skin color. He now had strange tats all over his body. He shrunk from 7'3 to 6'0. His legs grew hind, and hairy. His teeth grew sharp as knives. His eyes turned red and black. His voice was no much deeper. He was laughing maniacally. Multiple craters was popping up everywhere. Never in a million years he thought he would actually turn into a demon, until now.
