Two blinding electric serpents, like ferocious dragons from hell, twisted and rolled wantonly in mid-air.
Wherever they passed, the air became ionized, shimmering with a bizarre, distorted light.
Enel's figure flickered in and out of visibility, his signature golden earrings glittering brilliantly under the intense illumination, emitting clear, melodious chimes with his every movement.
Standing beside him, Izo's ornate kimono hem billowed wildly in the powerful airflow.
Through his fluttering sleeves, one could glimpse mysterious lightning patterns coiling around his forearms. They seemed alive, writhing subtly with each flash of electricity.
As the dazzling light gradually dissipated, the two stood with arms crossed, tiny arcs of blue energy still dancing at the tips of their hair.
"Yo, the spoils of war are quite unique this time." Enel's voice carried a lazy arrogance.
He casually picked at his ear with his pinky finger, while the tip of his golden staff continuously crackled and spat blue sparks from residual lightning energy.
Nearby, Douglas Bullet's temples throbbed, his eyes revealing unconcealable astonishment.
"Why are there two more of them?"
What shocked him even more was that both of them were Logia types, wielding identical abilities!
'How is this possible?'
His mind was in complete chaos, countless questions surging wildly through his thoughts.
"Ron, what exactly is going on here?"
Bullet felt like his nerves were rusting, utterly unable to comprehend the reality before his eyes.
"How can both of them be Thunder-Thunder Fruit users?"
It was a fundamental law of the sea: only one instance of a Devil Fruit ability could exist at a time.
Yet here were two lightning users.
And even worse, his most admired rival, Whitebeard, had also seemingly become a Thunder Fruit user.
Whitebeard clearly possesses the Tremor-Tremor Fruit—why hasn't he exploded yet? This completely defies logic.
It's utterly absurd.
Crocodile stood to the side, his eyes narrowing slightly as his gaze swept back and forth between the floating islands, the mysterious gate, and Whitebeard.
He tried to find some clue amidst these chaotic scenes, hoping to unravel the mystery.
Though he struggled to maintain a calm facade, wanting to appear composed and unruffled, the unconscious rubbing of his golden hook betrayed the turmoil within him.
Everything he had witnessed today had long surpassed the limits of his understanding.
'Is this still the world I know?'
It was all ridiculous to the extreme.
In contrast, Redfield appeared much more composed.
He crossed his arms, his crimson cloak swaying gently in the breeze like a flickering flame.
Though equally puzzled by these bizarre phenomena, he quietly observed everything with a detached expression.
In his view, excessive questioning held little meaning. Since Ron had brought them here, the answers would inevitably reveal themselves in time.
All he needed was patience.
Just then, Whitebeard, noticing the doubtful and unsettled expressions of the newcomers, suddenly burst into hearty laughter.
"Gurararara! You fusion brat, and the rest of you—if you'd stayed cooped up in Impel Down, you'd probably have died without ever realizing that the times have long since changed!"
Before his words faded, Whitebeard abruptly raised his arm.
With a sharp crackle, dazzling lightning erupted from his palm.
The lightning writhed like furious silver serpents, radiating an intimidating aura.
The wild currents rapidly spread along his arm, enveloping his entire body in a massive electric net.
Sparks crackled and popped incessantly amidst the flashes of light.
Then, before anyone could process this astonishing sight, Whitebeard's other hand descended like a razor-sharp battleaxe, pressing downward fiercely.
Instantly, the surrounding air seemed crushed by an invisible giant hand, twisting violently.
The distorted atmosphere formed visible ripples that spread outward in all directions.
Simultaneously, the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit erupted without restraint—space itself fractured like fragile glass, shattering with a thunderous roar!
A terrifying shockwave surged forth like a raging tsunami, sweeping across the area with overwhelming force.
Wherever it passed, the ground cracked and dust billowed into the air.
"..."
Bullet stood frozen in place, his pupils contracting into tiny black dots as every muscle in his body tensed like a fully drawn bowstring.
He stared intently at Whitebeard's every move, his expression grave.
Despite years of rigorous training that had honed his physique to the peak of human potential, he felt utterly powerless against this combination of lightning speed and destructive power.
Even with his Observation Haki, reacting effectively to such unreasonable might seemed impossible.
Redfield stood not far away, a trace of unconcealed shock flashing in his eyes.
He frowned slightly, pondering the question that defied all history: How could multiple Devil Fruit abilities coexist within one person without conflict?
Meanwhile, Crocodile seemed to have been struck by a realization. He suddenly recalled what Ron had said to him earlier:
"Want it? I'll give it to you."
The words echoed incessantly in his ears, carrying a mysterious allure.
His breath hitched slightly, his heart began to pound violently, and his mind surged with turbulent waves.
'Could it be... Ron has the method of granting others multiple Devil Fruit abilities?'
If that were the case, his strength would skyrocket.
At the thought of this possibility, a glint of greed and ambition flashed in his eyes—an endless thirst for power.
'If I could obtain another ability... preferably a Mythical Zoan or an Ancient Zoan to enhance physical defense and recovery...'
With that kind of durability covering his weakness to water, even when facing monstrously powerful opponents, he would have the confidence to remain undefeated!
Just as he was thinking this, Bullet took a sudden, large step forward, his eyes now blazing with a fanatical intensity.
"Ron! Enough talk—I want that power!"
He slammed his fist heavily against his chest, producing a dull, heavy thud.
"Can't let your bodyguard's weakness hold you back, do you?"
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