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

In the real world, Roy's body, shrouded in black mist, trembled violently.

An extremely powerful burst of black and red lightning briefly shook the surrounding black mist back half a meter.

Roy opened his eyes.

His pupils remained clear.

But the magic circle sensed his resistance.

The black mist surged in even more frantically, becoming more than ten times denser than before, and once again completely engulfed his body.

Within his consciousness, nineteen pairs of eyes also lit up.

All the spiritual forces pressed down at once, like nineteen mountains piled on his consciousness.

Roy's body was trembling violently, blood began to seep from his seven orifices, and the Armament Haki protective film on the surface of his skin was being worn away layer by layer, with the black mist already touching his skin.

pain.

An indescribable pain.

It felt as if countless red-hot needles were simultaneously piercing every pore of his body, then drilling deep into his veins.

Roy gritted his teeth, alternating between his psychic power and Conqueror's Haki, regenerating a new layer as each layer was destroyed.

But the black mist was almost endless, while the power within his body was constantly being depleted.

Saw.

Consumption.

His consciousness became numb with each impact, and he began to lose the ability to distinguish whether he was resisting or sinking.

"Give up."

A voice echoed in his mind.

The voice contained countless timbres, like a choir whispering in his ear.

"Your resistance is futile. Darkness will eventually engulf everything."

Roy ignored him.

Memories of his time as a beast of burden in the city before his transmigration resurfaced in his mind.

That feeling was far more terrifying than being here.

"Shut up."

Roy squeezed out two words through clenched teeth.

The blue flames of the Soul-Soul Fruit reignited, this time even more fiercely.

He concentrated all his mental energy to form a wall in his consciousness space, blocking the pressure released by the nineteen pairs of eyes.

The wall was cracking, but he was repairing it.

again and again.

But Roy knew he couldn't hold on for long.

Meanwhile, the ground counterattack never ceased.

Luffy's giant fist relentlessly bombarded the bottom of the magic circle, Loki's iron lightning bolts slammed down one after another, and Ace's flames, like a reversed river of lava, continuously scorched the patterns of the magic circle.

Tesoro's lightning pillars rose from the ground and merged with Ace's flames, forming a torrent of intertwined lightning and fire.

The magic circle was trembling.

Although it is still operating, the flow rhythm of the black mist has been disrupted.

The once smooth black lines have become subtly stagnant, as if impurities have been mixed into the blood vessels.

Kaido, Barrett, and Hawkeye also gave it their all.

Im tried desperately to stop them, but the three were already blinded by rage and didn't care about Im's attacks at all.

Kaido let Im's black sword slash his shoulder, then swung his club back and smashed Im's right wing off.

Barrett took Im's blow head-on with his chest and used the opportunity to smash Im's left arm with a punch.

Hawkeye slashed in from the side, and Black Blade Night precisely pierced Im's old wound in his ribs, the tip of the blade emerging from behind.

Im was defeated.

Instead of giving chase, the three turned around and rushed toward the magic circle.

"Block him! Quick!" Kaido roared.

Ace glanced back and nodded.

Kaido and his two companions joined the attack on the magic circle.

The shockwave from the Eight Precepts, the tenfold punch from Barrett, the white light slash from Hawkeye, and the attacks from Luffy, Loki, Ace, Tesoro, and others brought the bottom of the magic circle to an unprecedented level of impact.

Inside the magic circle, Roy sensed all of this.

Each time an external attack lands on the magic circle, the darkness inside the circle thins for a moment, and the mental pressure also weakens slightly.

This time frame is extremely short, so short that it would be completely undetectable under normal circumstances.

But Roy has the Soul-Soul Fruit.

He could "hear" the sound of energy flowing inside the magic circle.

The sound was like an extremely large dark symphony, with drumbeats, string notes, climaxes, and troughs. Each trough was a disturbance caused by an external attack.

Roy found those low moments.

He began to adjust his breathing to match the rhythm of the magic circle.

When the magic array's energy reaches a low point, he concentrates all his power to launch a counterattack;

When his energy returns to its peak, he contracts and defends to conserve his strength.

Initially, the counterattack had little effect.

The pressure continued to mount relentlessly, and his defenses continued to crumble.

But Roy did not give up.

He seized the low points with increasing precision each time and launched counterattacks with increasing force each time.

Finally, he locked onto a target.

Of the nineteen pairs of eyes, there was one pair of gray eyes.

The eye was the color of rotten wood, its pupil filled with an aura of decay. It was located on the relatively peripheral side of the nineteen pairs of eyes, and the pressure it released was the weakest.

Roy concentrated all his power into a single point.

The Conqueror's Haki lightning twisted into a sharp spike in the space of consciousness, with psychic power enveloping the outermost layer, and the power of the Soul-Soul Fruit infusing the soul power from within.

The three forces combined to form a spiral-shaped spike only the thickness of a finger.

The next low point is coming.

Roy made his move.

The psychic spike pierced the darkness of the consciousness space and precisely pierced the center of the gray eye's pupil.

The gray eyes jolted violently.

Then it exploded.

Eyeball fragments, mixed with gray-black smoke, scattered in all directions. A gust of wind swept across the wasteland, and the fragments of spirit struck other eyes, making a sharp, grating sound.

Roy's head felt like it had been hit hard.

He felt a part of his consciousness being torn apart, and the blood in his seven orifices gushed out even more violently.

But the fact that the blood was mixed with other people's things made him feel much lighter.

Eighteen pairs of eyes.

The pressure in the consciousness space has been significantly reduced.

Although there were still eighteen pairs of eyes watching him, the intensity of the mental pressure decreased slightly after one pair was removed.

In the real world, the magic circle has changed.

On one corner of the pentagram magic circle, a clear crack appeared.

The crack stretched from the edge of the magic circle all the way to the vicinity of the center, and black mist leaked out from the crack, making a hissing sound.

On the ground, everyone witnessed this change.

"The magic circle has cracked!" Tesoro shouted hoarsely, "Keep going! Don't stop!"

The already battered Straw Hat Pirates joined in, and more and more giant warriors joined the attack, throwing spears with a dominant color, shooting like beams of light towards the bottom of the magic circle.

The magic circle has reached its limit in withstanding attacks.

Inside the magic circle, Roy wiped the blood from his face and grinned.

His mental world had been reduced to ruins, the wasteland in his consciousness space was barren, and several holes had appeared in the black sky.

But he's still here. He wasn't swallowed.

"Eighteen pairs of eyes."

"The eighteen former world rulers, I suppose?!"

Roy's voice echoed in the space of consciousness, hoarse yet resolute.

"Come on. None of you will escape."

A long sword materialized in the space of consciousness.

The blade trembled in response, and the blue light shone again, purer and sharper than before.

The blade flashed like a rainbow.

One slash after another was unleashed.

His dark red eyes exploded, and fragments of his mind rained down like a storm. Roy's head felt like it had been smashed from the inside by a hammer, and his consciousness nearly collapsed.

But he held on.

He used the power of the Soul-Soul Fruit to pull his faltering soul back to its former glory.

outside world,

The cracks in the magic circle widened slightly.

Nearly a third of the pentagram in the sky is now covered with cracks.

Kaido, Luffy, and the others continued their attack.