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Chapter 170: Tercera Etapa!

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Whoosh!

Two streaks of light, one red and one white, flashed across the sky, erupting into a black sphere that threatened to engulf the entire Red Line.

BOOM!!

A cataclysmic explosion rocked the Red Line, its tremors felt across the world. Even the colossal dragon, which had effortlessly defeated three of the Five Elders, trembled under the pressure of the blast.

When the dust settled, a gigantic crater of unfathomable depth scarred the Red Line. Im, was mangled, half his body shredded.

Yet, he was regenerating. His pitch-black form offered no hint of his emotions. Ian couldn't tell if this was time reversal or if Im was shifting his body into another dimension, similar to Obito Uchiha's Kamui. He was slowly reforming.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!

The battle between Ian and Im raged, a clash of titans that defied the laws of nature. This was the power of gods, a domain beyond the reach of even the Yonko. Both Ian and Im were injured, though Ian's wounds were more severe.

But with his High-Speed Regeneration, Ian's flesh and bone rapidly mended, as if he had never been harmed. Im, too, seemed invincible, utilizing time reversal, dimensional shifting, and other techniques, a testament to the terrifying power of the Time-Time and Space-Space Fruits.

Im hovered in the air, his body surrounded by a multitude of dark blades, each radiating a spatial distortion. They shot towards Ian, who retaliated with a barrage of Cero Oscuras.

The attacks collided mid-air, unleashing a series of devastating explosions. The battle was a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand. Space itself trembled under the force of their clash.

"Devil, is this all you've got? How disappointing." Im's voice was devoid of emotion as he stared at Ian, who had entered his Segunda Etapa.

"Did I say this was my full strength? Tercera Etapa."

Ian raised his right hand. With a deafening roar, he unleashed his Tercera Etapa. His spiritual pressure exploded, forming a black tempest that spiraled into the sky.

The Red Line itself trembled, as if unable to withstand the sheer force of his power. The storm dissipated, and black, feather-like energy rained down, revealing Ian's transformed state. His hair had grown longer, turning from black to white.

His eyes had become golden, his pupils slitted like a dragon's. His tail had turned white, its tip burning with a dark, ethereal flame. The horns on his head had transformed into twin flames of dark energy.

The black markings on his arms had receded, replaced by dark green patterns that seemed to provide him with power. His bat-like wings had sprouted black feathers, transforming into the wings of a fallen angel. This was his Tercera Etapa.

Within him, the Devil Fruit Tree had withered. Almost all of its fruit had vanished, consumed to fuel his transformation, pushing his template fusion to 90%.

Ian's current form resembled the fallen angels of those legends, a form unseen even in the Bleach anime, existing only in games.

"A fallen angel, is it? Another transformation, and you've absorbed that old man's power? I must admit, you are a monster, far stronger than I anticipated. But do you think you can defeat me with just two Mythical Zoan fruits?"