"Just who… is this guy…?"
"With strength like that… I've never even heard of him!"
"It's just that his brain doesn't seem very good. Of all things, he ran straight to Impel Down to die…"
Across the sea, many pirates were equally curious about Wushuang's origins.
Even Whitebeard and the others were no exception.
There were only so many true powerhouses on the sea, and each one possessed a fearso reputation of their own.
And the strength Wushuang had displayed was absolutely enough to classify him among them.
Yet such a figure—
Was completely unfamiliar to them.
That left them deeply astonished.
Within the broadcast—
As soon as Vice Admiral Onigumo finished speaking, an endless wave of scorching heat surged in from the distant horizon, and the surrounding temperature rose rapidly.
Layer after layer of white mist spread across the sea.
Accompanying it—
Was a furious roar that shook the heavens.
"You damned bastard!"
"Die beneath justice!!!"
His entire body elentalized, boiling magma and scorching heat waves coiling around him, Sakazuki roared in fury as he condensed magma in his right hand and slamd it forward.
"Hound Blaze!"
A mass of magma several ters wide shot out violently. Within the scorching magma, it vaguely resembled a ferocious hellhound lunging forward, savage and nacing.
Carrying violent heat waves with it, the magma hurtled straight toward Wushuang at a speed that was enough to drive anyone into despair.
A claw ripped through the air.
Wushuang swung out his right hand, now covered by the summoned life weapon Mighty Claw, and struck fiercely. A wolf-like shadow flickered as dark energy surged.
Compared to when he faced Onigumo and the others before, this claw strike was on an entirely different level—both in aura and in force.
An Admiral-level combatant and a Marine Headquarters elite Vice Admiral were worlds apart.
Against Onigumo, he could defeat him with ease.
But facing Marine Headquarters Admiral Sakazuki…
He had to go all out!
After all—
At this mont, due to the limitations of his role-playing progress as Defying the Heavens, he was far from his peak.
He was rely a combatant who had only just stepped into the Admiral level.
The Mighty Claw, wrapped in black energy, collided head-on with the magma hellhound shooting through the air.
At the mont of impact, the violent, searing magma unleashed all of its power at once.
Visible crimson waves of heat surged outward in circles, and the exploding shockwaves stained the surrounding air red.
Magma burst in all directions—
After being struck by the Mighty Claw and locked in stalemate for several seconds, the magma finally shattered into countless tiny fragnts, exploding and scattering outward.
At the sa ti, the black claw mark exhausted all its energy and dissipated.
The blazing magma fragnts rained down onto the deck of the Marine warship and the surrounding sea.
The terrifying temperature instantly devoured the deck and vaporized the sea surface into endless white mist.
"Hm?"
Floating above Wushuang in full magma form, with only his head exposed, Sakazuki looked down upon everything from above.
When he saw his attack get destroyed by Wushuang, his already grim expression darkened further.
Magma flowed across his face, and the scorching heat around him never paused for even a mont.
Looking down at Wushuang, Sakazuki spoke coldly:
"Criminal…"
"Is this the confidence you rely on to challenge the World Governnt?"
With a sneer, Wushuang stood on the deck with his arms crossed over his chest. His pupils carried open disdain as he let out a faint laugh.
"In this era…"
"Have you ignorant humans already beco this arrogant?"
Wushuang's voice was not loud.
But his words struck like thunder in everyone's ears, making their eardrums ring and their hearts tremble.
This era?
You ignorant humans?
The aning hidden in this mysterious man's words…
Could it be that he was not of this era? Not even human?
If the Ancient King had not spoken those things before, no one would have cared much about such words.
But in the current, hypersensitive mont—
Hearing this mysterious man say such a thing made it impossible for them not to think wildly.
"No way… could it be… he's not human? Is he one of the Hundred Races powerhouses the Ancient King ntioned from four thousand years ago?"
Almost instantly—
Countless people across the sea ford a guess about Wushuang's origins.
Thinking back to everything the Ancient King had said before—
Many of them felt dizzy, as if the world itself had gone dark and unsteady.
It was here.
It had co this quickly?
The powerhouses of the Hundred Races from four thousand years ago had given them barely any ti to process anything at all—and now one had already appeared?
Among them, many people had still doubted the Ancient King's words.
And yet now—
A powerhouse from that era had stepped out directly before them.
"Not necessarily… but he's very likely one of those Hundred Races experts from four thousand years ago…" Shanks stared at Wushuang's figure and muttered in a low voice.
He believed every word the Ancient King had spoken.
But that did not an he wanted it to be proven this quickly.
What Roger had once told him had already placed imnse pressure on his shoulders.
And now, to face it all so soon—
He was not prepared.
"So… it really is them?"
It wasn't just Shanks.
Because of only two short lines from Wushuang—
The nerves of countless people across the entire sea were thrown into chaos.
Inside the World Governnt's highest conference chamber—
The Five Elders, led by Hirano Masato, all stood up at once. Taking a deep breath, they stared at Wushuang without blinking.
Why had they issued that series of orders earlier?
At its core—
It was because of their fear of the unknown Hundred Races powerhouses from four thousand years ago.
And yet before even the first of their asures had fully taken effect, one of those ancient Hundred Races powerhouses had already appeared.
That—
Caught them completely off guard.
Outside Impel Down, at the center of the heat waves, Sakazuki—still in his magma form—also faltered slightly after hearing Wushuang's words.
Even the fury on his face eased a little.
Though rage was surging within him, he still retained his own reason.
How could a Marine Headquarters Admiral fail to understand the aning behind Wushuang's words?
His expression shifted uncertainly as he probed in a cold voice:
"This era? Us humans?"
"What… are you trying to say?"
"Don't tell …"
"…you're not human?"
"And not from this era either?"
The mont those words were spoken—
Everyone across the sea fixed their eyes completely on this part of the broadcast, holding their breath.
Sakazuki had voiced the question buried in everyone's heart.
Even the Five Elders, deep within the World Governnt's highest conference chamber, clenched their fists tightly as they waited for the answer.
"Hahaha!"
"Of course!"
Letting out a loud laugh, Wushuang rolled his neck and stretched his body. A trace of battle intent gradually appeared on his face as his blazing gaze locked onto Sakazuki in the sky.
"This general…"
"…is a Nether Race General—Wushuang!"
"That little ant just now was too weak…"
"He wasn't even qualified to speak to this general, much less serve as a warm-up."
"You ca at the perfect ti…"
"…to help loosen this body that has been stiff for four thousand years!"
Thick layers of dark energy covered the Mighty Claw.
Wushuang stomped down hard on the deck, blasting a massive crater into it. His body left behind black-and-white afterimages as he flashed through the sky and charged straight at Sakazuki.
"Mighty Claw!"
"Chaotic Gale Dance!"
His roar shook heaven and earth.
As Wushuang advanced at terrifying speed, he crossed both claws and, at a speed invisible to the naked eye, unleashed countless claw winds.
The claw winds interwove together, each one sharp enough to tear anything apart.
From all directions, an endless barrage of claw winds swept toward Sakazuki.
The sudden attack gave Sakazuki no ti to think.
Even though his heart was shaken by Wushuang's words—
He did not dare lower his guard in the slightest.
Because he could feel the deadly threat hidden within those endless claw winds.
There was no Haki.
There was no Seastone.
And yet—
He, a Logia Devil Fruit user, could still feel genuine danger from the attack.
The enemy's power could truly strike his real body!
There was no mistake.
Just like the Ancient King—
This man had broken through the common sense of the sea.
Which ant—
What he said was basically true.
He truly was one of the Hundred Races powerhouses from four thousand years ago—
A warrior of the Nether Race!
His mind raced, but his hands moved no slower.
His newly restored right arm transford into magma once more. Endless magma rapidly expanded and swelled, growing to over a hundred ters in the blink of an eye.
"Hellhound Crimson Lotus!!!"
With a furious shout—
The hundreds of ters of magma flowed and condensed into an enormous magma hound head lined with interlocking fangs.
The gigantic magma hound head was savage and ferocious, with magma constantly flowing from between its teeth and dripping below, filling the air with dense white mist.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In the blink of an eye—
The clash between two Admiral-level combatants fully erupted!
Endless claw winds howled through the air. Their unstoppable sharpness was enough to pierce Seastone itself, yet the instant they struck the magma hound head, they slowed slightly.
The magma hound head was savage enough to annihilate an entire mountain range with ease—
Yet the claw winds continuously tore chunks of magma away from it.
Even if the shattered pieces were insignificant to sothing of that size—
The claw winds were endless.
Every second, they ripped at the magma without pause.
Visible to the naked eye—
The magma hound head, initially over a hundred ters large, gradually began to shrink.
At the end of the day, Wushuang had only just stepped into the Admiral level.
Though the claw winds he unleashed were endless, their power was still sowhat lacking.
At the very least—
They could not completely devour Sakazuki's magma hound head.
As the hound head was shredded again and again by the claw winds, gradually shrinking—
The claw winds themselves were eventually devoured by the magma in turn.
The battered magma hound head, now reduced to only a few dozen ters and riddled with damage, still carried enough force to dominate the sky as it continued charging toward Wushuang.
"Buzz… buzz… buzz…"
The black power of the Netherworld abyss circulated.
Wushuang's claw, clad in the Mighty Claw, sliced through the sky.
A streak of darkness flashed past—
Piercing straight through the battered magma hound head without slowing in the slightest.
The magma hound head exploded instantly, magma scattering in every direction.
The surrounding air continued to vaporize under the splashing magma, filling the area with thick white mist that refused to disperse.
After tearing through the riddled magma hound head, Wushuang did not pause for even a mont.
The energy fluctuations on his claws grew even stronger.
Darkness.
Relentless and unstoppable.
The dark edge of his claws—
Pointed directly at the crimson heavens.
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