One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

Roy interrupted Barrett's complaint.

"These high-ranking Celestial Dragons all have a black energy mark in their bodies."

It can automatically heal from a fatal wound, essentially giving you an extra life.

Barrett frowned.

Several members of the Knights of God instinctively took a half-step back—

They had just witnessed firsthand how Roy cracked the black switch.

The fear of having the mark found and the limb containing the mark severed with a single stroke is still vivid in my mind.

"That mark is etched on the body, and the location is different for each person."

Roy continued, his voice as calm as if he were lecturing.

"Using Conqueror's Haki to impact the mark can temporarily interfere with the blackening repair process."

Then, taking advantage of this opening, sever the location of the mark to completely kill them.

Barrett understood.

He turned to look at Satan Saint, his tiger eyes flashing with a dangerous light.

"So where is this old monster's mark hidden?"

"Not found yet."

"So the three of us went together."

Barrett, you're blocking the Knights of God.

Mihawk will attack first, I'll look for the mark.

Barrett was silent for two seconds, then snorted.

"Fine, as long as we can kill this old monster, we can fight him however we want."

As soon as he finished speaking, Barrett's demonic energy and Conqueror's Haki erupted simultaneously.

Black and red lightning crackled all around him, and beneath his white tiger-like fur, muscles bulged.

He let out a deafening tiger roar and charged towards the Knights of God.

"Those who block the way shall die—!!!"

Barrett's figure, like a black and red meteor, crashed heavily into the formation of the Knights of God.

Before the two members at the front could react, they were struck simultaneously by Barrett's two fists.

He flew out like a kite with a broken string.

The remaining members of the Divine Knights quickly dispersed, activating their various abilities simultaneously—

Flames, poisonous fog, rocks, shadows—all poured down on Barrett.

Barrett neither dodged nor evaded; his defensive capabilities in White Tiger form allowed him to withstand the attacks, leaving only a few shallow scorch marks on his fur.

He grinned and punched one of the guys controlling the poisonous fog right in the face, slamming the man into the ice.

"Is that all you've got? You Celestial Dragons' lackeys are nothing special!"

Satan wanted to go and support the Knights of God, but Hawkeye had already made his move.

The black blade, Night, traced a perfect arc through the air, and a pale green slash wave shot out from its edge.

Thin as a sheet of paper, yet sharp enough to cut through anything, it aimed straight for Satan's neck.

Satan Saint dodged to the side, the slash grazing his shoulder and neatly slicing the ruins of a building behind him in two.

Before he could even regain his footing, Roy had already appeared behind him.

Autumn Water, carrying a black and red Overlord-colored lightning bolt, slashed towards Satan Saint's lower back.

Satan Saint's six spider legs exerted force simultaneously, shifting to the side at a speed disproportionate to his size.

The autumn water grazed his side, and the Conqueror's Hide lightning on the blade left a scorch mark on his skin.

"You dodged pretty fast," Roy's voice came from behind Satan.

Saint Satan did not turn around; instead, he pointed his scepter behind him with a backhand motion.

The dark blue, domineering orb at the tip of the staff collided with Roy's Autumn Water, creating a shockwave.

Both of them were knocked back a few steps, but Hawkeye's second strike had already arrived.

Black Blade Night slashed down from above; this strike was devoid of any fancy moves, just a pure vertical cut.

But when Satan saw this strike, that feeling of having nowhere to hide surged up again.

He had to use his cane to block.

The black blade struck the scepter at night, producing a crisp metallic clang.

The ice beneath Satan's feet cracked under the immense force, the fissures spreading dozens of meters in all directions.

Roy seized the opportunity and disappeared from the spot once again.

The next second he appeared to Satan Saint's side, Qiu Shui twirled the knife in her hand, and the tip of the knife precisely stabbed towards Satan Saint's armpit.

Satan Saint didn't have time to retract his staff to defend, so he could only dodge to the side.

The autumn water grazed his ribs, and the Conqueror's Hide lightning on the blade left another scorch mark on his skin.

What alarmed Satan even more was that Roy's strike was clearly a test—

To find out where the marks on his body were hidden.

Saint Satan had lived for eight hundred years and had never encountered such a fighting style.

Roy and Hawkeye's teamwork was perfect—Hawkeye was the main attacker, and every strike forced Satan to defend with all his might;

Roy appeared around him like a ghost, each time heading straight for the location on his body where a mark might be hidden.

Underarms, back of the neck, sides of the waist, inner thighs—Roy's blade swept across almost every possible spot on Satan's body that could be marked.

Cold sweat began to trickle down Satan's forehead.

He knew what Roy was looking for, but he didn't dare gamble that Roy wouldn't find it.

Once the mark's location is revealed, with Hawkeye and Roy working together as two top-tier swordsmen, severing that leg would only take a moment.

Meanwhile, Barrett was having a blast fighting within the Knights of God.

His white tiger form rampaged through the crowd, each punch carrying the power to shatter a mountain.

Although the members of the Knights of God are individually strong, they can only barely hold on against Barrett's completely unreasonable and berserk fighting style.

Just as a rock-manipulating individual conjured a stone wall, Barrett blasted it into dust with a single punch.

Then he lunged forward, grabbed the man by the neck, and lifted him up.

"You guys, weren't you all so arrogant back in the pure gold competition? What's gotten into you now?"

Barrett slammed the man hard into the ground, creating a large crater in the ice.

He let out a triumphant roar, then pounced on his next target.

As Satan Saint watched the Knights of God being suppressed by Barret alone, and seeing Roy and Hawkeye glaring menacingly in front of him, a sense of foreboding rose in his heart for the first time.

He had assumed that with his own support and the support of the Knights of God, plus the forces of the Marine Headquarters, blocking Beehive Island would be more than enough.

But now it seems that I am the one in the most danger.

Another spatial displacement by Roy.

This time, Roy appeared directly below him, his eyes swirling upwards, aiming directly at the spider leg marked with the black mark.

Satan's heart nearly stopped beating.

He mustered all his strength to spring up all six spider legs at once, his massive body flipping in mid-air. The blade grazed the joint of one of the spider legs, coming within an inch of the mark on the skin.

One inch.

Just one inch.

When Satan landed, his back was already soaked with sweat.

He knew Roy had found the mark's location—that last strike wasn't a coincidence, but a precise attack.

He dared not gamble that his next strike would miss by that very inch.

"That's enough!"

"You damned pirates!"