The center of the battlefield.
Collapsed buildings, stretches of ruins.
An earth crisscrossed with deep ravines.
The Three Admirals, representing the Navy's highest combat power, were pinned heavily to the ground by pitch-black short swords piercing their bodies!
The encirclement formed by tens of thousands of Marines was eerily quiet.
Shock, incomprehension, confusion, fear!
They looked up at the figure floating in mid-air, gripping their weapons tightly but completely lacking the courage to step forward.
'Getting close means death!'
Such a thought filled everyone's minds.
Mirai's figure slowly descended to the ground, his indifferent gaze looking down at the three fallen Admirals.
The Truth-Seeking Orbs condensed from the Six Paths Power possessed the power to disrupt rules.
Aokiji, Kizaru, and Akainu struggled with all their might, but it was entirely in vain.
"Who on earth are you?!"
Akainu gritted his teeth hard, thick blood overflowing from his mouth, but the pure ferocity in his eyes didn't diminish in the slightest.
Mirai did not respond, not even giving them another single glance.
His indifferent gaze turned casually to the side, toward the goat-bearded old man slowly approaching him.
"Thirty Devil Fruits, the complete Devil Fruit Encyclopedia, and this entire island."
In an unquestionable tone, Mirai spoke to Sengoku as if giving an absolute order. "Hand these things over, and you can safely take these three pieces of trash away."
Killing them now did not align with his interests; what Mirai truly wanted were extreme emotions and the Devil Fruits that represented the origin power of this world.
Preparations for deploying the Culling Game Barrier weren't completely ready yet, and information regarding the World Government's highest combat power was temporarily a mystery.
When Mirai's soul had transmigrated into the Jujutsu world, his reading of One Piece had stopped right around where 'Teacher' Kaido was teaching Luffy about Haki.
The Five Elders (Gorosei) who had ruled the pirate world for centuries, and the mysterious black shadow named Imu sitting on the Empty Throne.
It was highly likely they were not natives of this world either.
This meant Imu was also a terrifying powerhouse capable of piercing through the Will of the World and forcibly invading planets.
Mirai was not a reckless brute who only knew how to kill, nor was he some mindless, murderous demon.
Planning and calculating strategizing were also his strengths.
Unlike the constant urgency of the Jujutsu world...
In this world, Mirai didn't feel the suffocating discomfort of being bound by rules; he had already defeated the Will of the World before invading.
Mirai was a human, not an emotionless god.
He had natural desires as a human.
Fine food, beautiful scenery, and interesting novelties—he hadn't had the luxury of time to enjoy them in the previous world.
Ascending to the absolute throne was just a necessary outcome; he didn't want to become a pathetic slave who only chased power.
Exactly like the 'Main God Space' system in those web novels...
He would sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor, only needing to dispatch his loyal subordinates to various worlds to plunder.
Perhaps the Three Marine Admirals could even serve as the perfect vanguard for invading the next world.
"Impossible! Don't even think about it!"
Before Sengoku could even respond, Akainu, pinned heavily to the ground, was the first to shout!
"The dignity of the Marines will not allow someone like you to—"
PFFT!
Thick blood sprayed as a new ink-colored short sword flew diagonally, violently piercing straight through Akainu's mouth!
"Admiral Akainu!!!"
The surrounding Marines were terrified, shouting in horror but not daring to step forward a single inch to help.
Mirai stepped calmly toward Akainu, the destructive black light condensing at his fingertip pointing directly at the Admiral's head.
Glancing at Sengoku's hesitant, pained face, Mirai spoke indifferently, "Decide quickly. My patience is extremely limited."
With violently trembling pupils, Sengoku clenched his fists tightly.
As the Fleet Admiral, he thought much more deeply about the big picture than Akainu.
The Marines' dignity had completely vanished the exact moment the Three Admirals were so easily defeated.
If it were just thirty Devil Fruits and an Encyclopedia, Sengoku wouldn't hesitate to trade.
But to have him formally hand over Marine Headquarters and actively lead tens of thousands of Marines to flee in utter disgrace... the World Government's side would be furious...
Seeing the deadly black light on Mirai's fingertip approaching inch by agonizing inch!
Sensing the breath of death, Akainu's body trembled, and a flash of primal terror inevitably appeared in his pupils!
"Wait! I agree!"
Sengoku loosened his tightly clenched fists, blood dripping down from his nails digging into his palms!
After agonizingly hesitating for a long while, Sengoku finally compromised.
In the face of absolute, overwhelming strength, even Justice would be forced to bow its head...
"Zehahahaha!"
The thick, swirling black mist rising from his palm completely swallowed and negated the tremor ability on Whitebeard's massive fist!
Teach laughed loudly, speaking with exhilaration. "Pops, you should just die in peace!"
Marshall D. Teach—Blackbeard—was originally a veteran member of the Whitebeard Pirates.
He had patiently endured within the crew's ranks for decades, betting his entire future on an incredibly uncertain outcome!
Until the fateful appearance of the Logia-type Dark-Dark Fruit... Teach decisively murdered his own crewmate and stole the fruit for himself.
Twenty years of dark endurance—his tenacity, cruelty, and boundless greed were self-evident.
Repeatedly hiding his massive ambition only further highlighted his pure insidiousness.
Capturing Ace alive and successfully handing him over to the Navy was also a calculated plot to lure Whitebeard directly to Marine Headquarters to die.
Normally, a person can only safely eat one single Devil Fruit.
Teach was completely different; his special, anomalous body structure allowed him to swallow two Devil Fruits simultaneously.
This was exactly why he so desperately wanted to kill Whitebeard.
Capable of effortlessly triggering massive earthquakes and tsunamis, it was even hailed by Sengoku the Buddha as the power to destroy the world.
The Paramecia-type Tremor-Tremor Fruit was the ultimate shortcut that would allow Blackbeard to touch the pinnacle of strength!
Facing the traitor Teach's mocking words, Whitebeard tossed his great blade into the air, and his massive, Haki-infused fists smashed down fiercely!
"It's useless, Pops! You look so pathetic like this!"
"Zehahahaha!"
Blackbeard boldly raised both palms, the rising black smoke completely absorbing and shattering the Tremor-Tremor Fruit's destructive power!
The Logia-type Dark-Dark Fruit: known as the most evil ability in history.
It essentially possesses black-hole-like infinite suction, and when the ability is fully activated, the user's palms turn pitch black.
Any specific body part touched by the black smoke can absorb and completely nullify other Devil Fruit abilities.
The sole disadvantage is the complete inability to use standard elementalization to let attacks phase through, and the physical pain felt from taking damage is doubled.
Despite Teach's repeated, arrogant mockery, Whitebeard remained entirely silent.
His massive body was heavily, fatally injured, and thick blood kept oozing from his various wounds.
"Pops!!!"
The other Division Commanders of the Whitebeard Pirates shouted in panic, desperately wanting to provide support, but they were held back firmly by the vicious subordinates led by Teach.
"Die in peace, Pops! I'll personally help you spread the terrifying fame of your fruit ability!"
Blackbeard grinned hideously, his fist wrapped entirely in dark smoke smashing fiercely toward the massive bloody hole already in Whitebeard's chest!
SLASH!!!
The absolute, triumphant smile on his face instantly froze as a massive, long vertical gash was violently slashed across Blackbeard's chest!
"ARGHHH!!!"
"It hurts! It hurts so damn much!!!"
Blackbeard fell heavily to the ground, rolling frantically back and forth in unbearable, doubled pain exactly like a loach being fried in a hot pan.
"Careless... and conceited."
"That is your ultimate weakness, Teach!"
Since his Devil Fruit ability was being nullified, the long Murakumogiri blade Whitebeard had just thrown into the air became the key to victory as it fell back down!
BOOM!
Whitebeard's large foot stomped firmly and brutally onto Teach's hands, pinning them down. The pure killing intent flashing in his eyes was almost physically tangible!
The milky-white, vibrating halo of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit rising on his free fist drew infinitely close to Blackbeard's exposed head!
Teach's pupils shrank violently in terror, large beads of sweat rolling rapidly down his face!
"Stop it, Pops!"
"Look at me... I'm your son, Teach!"
"Stop it right now!"
Hearing this pathetic plea...
Whitebeard's movement briefly paused, and the destructive halo on his fist expanded violently a few more inches.
"Only you, Teach..."
"You, who brutally murdered your own crewmate... are not worthy of being called my son!"
"BOOM!!!"
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