Settsetse! The Pirate Nemesis

The raging blood and qi were like a furnace, Ragnarok, the bloodline of the highlands. And the new skill drawn from killing Spandam, the Death God of the Desert descends—expanding again, the sickly flushed body was stained with an eerie deep purple. Then, a deep radiance lingered between his eyes, and the dense aura transformed into the deathly energy of the underworld, sweeping outwards. Wherever it passed, even the hard bluestone began to show signs of continuous weathering the moment it touched it.

Sensing that eerie aura, the previously dismissive pirates instantly realized something was amiss. But in the next instant, Sett's massive, log-like legs suddenly straightened. His body shot out like a sharp sword. With just one step, by the time people reacted, Sett had already appeared before them from dozens of meters away. Not targeting any particular pirate, his taut iron fist slammed into the ground in front of him—BOOM!!!

Amidst the scattering dust, the passage from the fifth to the fourth level collapsed with a deafening roar. By the time people reacted, the previously scorching air had turned into a frigid -10 degrees Celsius. The sudden shift from heat to cold was so unexpected that even the most formidable pirates couldn't help but curse under their breath, "Damn it! This guy destroyed the passage!!!"

"Then kill him!!"

The one who answered the tyrannical king was a woman, towering over 3.6 meters tall, whose muscular build was clearly visible even in prison clothes. Heavily made up, she was none other than Katharina Depon, known as the most notorious female thief in history.

Looking at Sett, Katarina's eyes showed no pity, but rather a ferocious killing intent and rage—after being imprisoned for decades, they finally had a chance to get out, so how could they let Sett ruin that hope?

Don't even mention Sett, even if the Pirate King himself came, they'd kill him without hesitation!

But before Katarina could finish speaking, a crimson afterimage and a desolate aura of death spread outwards. Then came the deafening roar and the deafening explosion. The moment the sound echoed across the earth, the snow was blasted away, revealing the frozen, solid ground beneath. A powerful punch—before the tyrannical king could even recover from Katarina's outburst, Sett's fist had already struck him.

In an instant, the sickening sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the prison along with the deafening roar of an iron fist. Then, golden Armament Haki erupted, and with another explosion, the Evil King's head exploded. Muddy white brain matter and blood splattered everywhere, along with his upper body organs, all shattered by the burst of Armament Haki. His over five-meter-tall body exploded, his bright red entrails landing on the snow, emitting rising steam that made one want to vomit.

"You brat... show some respect for your elders!!!"

Sensing the threat emanating from Sett, Katarina felt no fear—it was merely another sneak attack relying on speed. All her attention was focused. Although decades in prison had somewhat affected the physical abilities of Katarina and other great pirates, their Observation Haki, enhanced by the prolonged period in quiet environments, had actually increased. In the next instant, a magnificent, bushy tail burst forth from behind Katarina. The crimson color, in its bloom, resembled a giant peony.

The more alluring it is, the more dangerous it is. Because in the next instant, Armament Haki hardened, and those nine large tails crashed down like broken steel pillars.

The blow struck the wicked king, and even Sett's physique was stretched thin, his strength exhausted and his body unable to muster any new power. An ordinary person, no matter how quick their reflexes, wouldn't be able to react in time to resist. But Sett knew his body better than anyone—ignoring the wear and tear on his joints, and another painful fracture, Sett's joints were braced in a way that was almost, no, entirely, self-destructive. In that instant, a stream of scalding blood spurted from his elbow and shoulder joints, and beneath the skin lay a dense mass of shattered muscle fibers.

There was no pain whatsoever, or perhaps the pain only fueled Sett's excitement. The nine thick tails slammed into Sett's arm, feeling to Katarina as if she had struck a wall of steel—no! Katarina knew her own strength. Even with the physical weakening caused by imprisonment, Katarina's power was still more than enough to shatter a wall with a single tail whip. Before the dust even settled, flying through the air, having already realized something from the previous exchange, Shiki the Golden Lion unleashed a flurry of slashes with his arms.

"Lion, Thousand Cut Valley!!!"

Before everyone's eyes, a streak of pure white light, like a torrential downpour, emanated from the golden lion's strikes, leaving deep cuts three meters into the earth and rocks in its wake. Amidst this continuous slashing, a series of flashes of blood and flying flesh accompanied the relentless flow of blood and flesh.

As the dust settled, in the brief silence, a dark figure rose from the dissipating smoke. Crimson steam billowed from his muscular body, and the wounds inflicted by the Golden Lion visibly writhed. After spurting out a pool of blood, each wound healed rapidly. In contrast, the arm that had forcefully blocked Katarina's attack was far more severely injured—Zoan-type Devil Fruit users can enhance their physical abilities in every way, including aspects of the central nervous system that cannot be strengthened through training. Under these circumstances, Katarina had exploited an opening and delivered a powerful blow; Sett's right arm now hung beside him like a twisted, unyielding rope.

The ulna, radius, humerus, and even the clavicle connecting the shoulder and chest—all suffered fractures of varying degrees from this severe blow. At a glance, there were at least four exposed, blood-stained bone fragments.

Looking at Sett from last year, Katarina's gaze was filled with solemnity—others might not know, but didn't Katarina know? Her attack just now had landed squarely. In order to seize that momentary opening, Katarina hadn't controlled her power at all, only maximizing the output—and, the attack wasn't with her fists or feet, but with her own tail.

As a Zoan-type Mythical Zoan user with the Dog-Dog Fruit in its Nine-Tailed Fox form, Catarina Devon's most formidable and resilient feature is her seemingly bushy tail. Even a casual swipe can cause cannonball-like destruction. Being a Mythical Zoan herself, Catarina was confident that even a strong Whitebeard wouldn't be able to withstand her attack—it was a solid hit! In a normal battle where both sides are on guard, how easy is it to land a hit?

And now...

Katarina keenly realized that Sett was not the weakling she had imagined. Just as Katarina was about to rally everyone to attack, Sett suddenly grinned maliciously.

Happy times!

Each use of the skill restores a percentage of maximum health. In return, each time a Happy Hour effect occurs, it accumulates a stack of "Ecstasy". The higher the stacks of Ecstasy, the more chaotic Sett's sanity becomes... If it reaches its maximum, he will descend into a complete berserk state, just like in Mary Geoise.

Sett's extreme aversion to rampage is like his aversion to lovemaking without a process. But humans cannot fear power... Just because nuclear weapons are too powerful, does that mean we shouldn't research and build them? Don't be ridiculous. Choosing to run away out of fear is a choice only cowards make—terror? Power? It doesn't matter, as long as you master it. If you can't master it, then keep beating it until you completely master it!!!

Skill activated.

In everyone's sight, Sett's arm, which was originally bloody and with its bones exposed to the air, was violently swung like a balloon that had been filled with air in an instant, with blood splattering everywhere. When the swung arm stopped, the twisted arm had returned to its original taut and flushed state.

Sett's eyes, however, held a hint of morbid pleasure.

"What was that saying again?" Sett chuckled with a morbidly cheerful laugh, his eyes filled with a twisted fanaticism.

"Let's get the party started!!!"

248·Wave

Accompanied by his fierce words, everyone felt a chill run down their spines from Sett's tone.

Morbid, chaotic, and twisted pleasure. It wasn't just in his tone of voice, but also in Sett's eyes; everyone could clearly feel the excitement and restlessness within them. His muscles twitched constantly, as if something was struggling to crawl out of his body.

But just moments later, Sett's body returned to calm. Rapidly circulating his metabolism, a crimson mist gathered around Sett. Before anyone's eyes, Sett slammed his foot into the ground, his ankle instantly exploding. Blood splattered, the ground collapsed, and Sett's body vanished in that instant.

Clang!

A jet-black iron foot lashed out towards the golden lion's head. Prepared, the golden lion gritted his teeth and held his twin swords before him. But even so, with the sudden burst of speed, the golden lion's movements were a beat too slow. Even if the attack landed, its power was insufficient to fight Sett in his current state. Almost without any resistance, the golden lion's body became a blur, blasted away with a deafening roar into the swirling snow, crashing through countless giant trees.

Having experienced it firsthand, Sett now understands. The so-called berserk state doesn't refer to meaningless, violent fighting, but rather to unleashing the limitations of one's body—which might sound strange, but to put it simply, it's about disrupting one's own danger receptors. Like just now, knowing full well that his ankle would shatter under the pressure, he still chose to stomp without hesitation…

Something like a body lock?

Feeling a surge of joy, Sett knew perfectly well that he couldn't possibly understand these things in his current state. The reason was simple... under the influence of this happy mood, Sett was completely unable to focus on anything unrelated to the battle. Since that was the case... instead of meticulously pondering the reasons now, it would be better to fight a good battle and then go back and analyze it slowly!

With this thought in mind, a murderous intent surged forth. His gaze swept over the crowd before him, a fanatical glint in Sett's eyes. Sensing danger rising, without the slightest hesitation, without even glancing back, Sett turned and kicked Katarina's robust and massive body squarely. Of course, this massiveness was only relative to the others. Thanks to countless enhancement abilities, Sett was now easily five meters tall. Standing there, he gave the impression of an iron tower.

Unlike before, Sett displayed terrifying explosive power in this instant. He had complete confidence in his tail, but the moment it made contact, accompanied by excruciating pain, the tail struck by Sett was instantly obliterated by the golden Armament Haki before Katarina's incredulous gaze—what exactly was that golden thing?!

Katarina couldn't comprehend what Sett's presence on this vast ocean truly represented—abandoning all defensive capabilities to focus solely on offense and destruction. His Armament Haki, beyond its secondary explosive attacks, could transform into an adhesive razor. Through constant training and mastery, Sett had now completely integrated all his abilities—to the point that he had even paused learning new skills!

Compared to the many useless, complicated, and troublesome skills, Sett knew very well that if he couldn't master them, he would be no different from a pile of useless trash. There is no strongest, only what is most suitable for oneself. And what is most suitable for oneself is always the technology one has developed oneself.

Just like Steelcutting Flash, if Sett were using a sword, he would never be able to achieve even one percent of the speed of Godslayer Spear!

A brief moment of buildup, Hail of Blades, a powerful attack, Conqueror, Deadly Tempo!! A massive amount of air was forcibly inhaled into his lungs, accompanied by a violently swollen upper body, as Sett raised his arms high. Then, in an instant, countless arms appeared on Sett's shoulders. But more than those visible, there were countless others invisible. At a glance, before anyone could even touch Sett's body, those who approached were instantly blasted to death by his terrifyingly rapid, breathless attacks.

In that instant, it wasn't just a fist. The facial bones of every criminal who tried to approach Sett were instantly shattered, along with their chests and arm bones. It was like a black war chariot, golden patterns shimmering within it under the influence of Armament Haki. Sett's Conqueror's Haki erupted; sensing Katarina's aura, and as his own danger sensors gradually failed, his eyes widened, bloodshot, with even the corners of his eyes showing signs of tearing.

"Ora ora ora ora ora!!!!"

He let out an unintelligible roar, accompanied by a howl. Sett's eyes were bloodshot, and his body swayed violently as he continued to attack. The red light in his eyes left deep red trails in the air.

In the midst of this relentless barrage of attacks, Katarina's tail visibly crumbled—her face contorted with frustration. Initially, Katarina had launched a preemptive strike with her tail, but she hadn't anticipated Sett's lightning-fast reaction, dodging the instant her tail made contact with Sett's body. Katarina was certain that her tail had touched Sett's body in that split second.

But just as the contact was complete and the power was about to be unleashed upon Sett's body, Sett suddenly dodged—as if the fluid flowing through his veins wasn't blood, but a reflex. By the time he regained his senses, he was already under a barrage of attacks!

"Old woman, if you don't use your ultimate move now, you might end up like that tyrannical king and get hammered to death on the spot!"

Hearing the Golden Lion's gritted teeth, Katarina also gritted her teeth—Katarina hated being called an old woman more than anything. But now, Katarina knew this wasn't the time to dwell on such trivial matters. Or perhaps, if things continued like this, it was only a matter of time before Sett shattered all her tails.

Upon realizing this, a crimson halo rose in Katarina's eyes.

With a piercing roar, a powerful aura surged forth from Katarina's body. With a deafening shockwave, Katarina's 3.6-meter frame suddenly expanded, and long, flowing fur began to grow rapidly on her previously slender skin. Simultaneously, her already demonic face stretched even further, becoming more like a wild beast. Her once-smooth teeth grew, eventually transforming into sharp canines. Even the surrounding environment seemed to rise in height—the true form of a Zoan-type Devil Fruit! The Nine-Tailed Fox!!!

Its body, nearly fifteen meters long and seven meters tall, was covered in curly fur. The previously frigid, inescapable hellish cold melted away in that instant—Mythical Zoan-type Devil Fruits are even more precious than Elemental-type Devil Fruits. This is because, in addition to the abilities of a beast, Mythical Zoan fruits can also wield the powers controlled by mythical beasts.

Just now, around the enormous nine-tailed fox, several high-temperature flames continuously burned and rose, melting the ice and snow in their wake. Its eyes were fixed on Sett: "Die!!!"

As Katarina roared, intense flames began to emanate from the Nine-Tailed Fox's mouth. Opening its massive maw, foxfire capable of melting steel erupted, unleashing a torrent of energy that surged towards Sett.

The scorching white pillar of fire radiated extreme heat—by comparison, Ace's Flame Emperor in the future was merely a minor spectacle.

"Damn it! We're still here!!"

"Aaaaaah! It's so hot!!!"

Ignoring the cries of the other prisoners—those imprisoned in Impel Down were all high-ranking criminals, and as a selfish individual, Katarina had no intention of showing them any mercy. If Sett escaped while protecting them, their entire escape plan would be ruined!

Or, if you replaced Katarina with any other Impel Down criminal, they wouldn't hold back either!

But just before the scorching foxfire was about to strike Sett's body, accompanied by his fur, which had already curled due to the high temperature, Sett's eyes flashed with purple light. He tilted his head back and suddenly stared wide-eyed at Katarina with a furious glare.

Immediately afterwards, from the center of Sett's pupils, a deep purple vertical eye suddenly tore open, connecting with the void. Accompanied by indescribable pressure and erosion, the blood vessels around Sett's eyes bulged, and high-density plasma wrapped in deep purple light shot out fiercely. It had already reached Sett, but in the face of this deep purple light, the originally incandescent beam of light was quickly crushed and stopped in its tracks.

A dazzling pillar of flames appeared at a visible speed, cracks that should only appear on solid matter, continuously assimilating, dissolving, and then disintegrating. With a roar, Sett's heels moved violently, as if flying across the ground, his eyes blazing with purple disintegration rays as he arrived directly in front of the Nine-Tailed Fox. Before Katarina could dodge, he grabbed the Nine-Tailed Fox's jaws and, with wide eyes, poured the entire life-form disintegration ray into Katarina's throat!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Despite the Nine-Tailed Fox's massive arms lashing and striking, Sett's body remained as immovable as an iron tower!

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I went to take a dump, and I'll come back to correct the typos.

249·Suppression

boom!!!!

The raging void energy, enveloped in plasma, pierced directly through Katarina's mouth. But immediately afterward, a cold white light burst forth from the space.

"Lion, grit your teeth!!!"

Accompanied by Armament Haki, the blades of Kuki and Sakura Ten sliced ​​through Sett's flesh. But as mentioned before, Sett's body was now churning with blood undergoing a stress response. The moment he felt the blades pierce his flesh, he turned around. Utilizing his Observation Haki, Shiki disregarded his own balance and bent low, barely dodging the Life Form Disintegration Ray that Sett was glaring at!

Ignoring the bruises on his back and waist, and feeling the ray grazing his scalp, Shiki felt only terror—he knew all too well just how terrifying that ray was. Shiki knew better than anyone how powerful Catarina's Zoan-type Devil Fruit Unleashed was. As a Mythical Zoan-type Devil Fruit, after its Unleashed form, it not only possessed an incredibly strong physique, but its blazing foxfire could also easily melt steel. Yet, just now, facing that Life Form Disintegration Ray, it had offered almost no resistance whatsoever.

Looking up, she saw Katarina lying on the ground. She was clutching her throat, her eyes rolled back, and with each breath, frothy blood filled her mouth—clearly, her lungs had been destroyed by the rays. More importantly, beyond the outer plasma layer, the deep purple beam contained a terrifying, strange, deep purple energy. Even though Sett had stopped firing, this energy continued to cling to Katarina, relentlessly eroding her body.

"What kind of fruit is this? A Mythical Zoan?"

Golden Lion could only feel incomprehensible—the terrifying vitality and the bizarre light abilities seemed to be explainable only by Mythical Zoan Devil Fruits.

Not only Shiki, but Doflamingo, Crocodile, and the others were also stunned... They knew all too well how powerful Catarina was. For one thing, the doors to the fifth and sixth floors had been smashed open by Catarina's sheer force. Those powerful, elite jailers were like toys before Catarina, easily broken. And now, they were so easily defeated by Sett... Thinking of this, the surrounding prisoners couldn't help but turn their gazes to Doflamingo and the others.

"I thought you were just protecting your pride... I didn't expect Sett to be so powerful. I really misunderstood you."

Hearing the prisoner's words, Doflamingo showed no concern whatsoever. On the contrary, his beady eyes were filled with immense pressure and gravity. Sweat poured down his forehead like raindrops, his entire body trembled violently, and his jaw was clenched, as if he might faint from the tension at any moment—more concerned than inexplicable things like pride, Doflamingo was now preoccupied with his current situation.

It was the same in Flevans; he was about to succeed, but Sett's appearance ruined everything. Now, it's the same; he's about to break through Impel Down and become a criminal, but Sett has come again... Like a demon in his heart, the suppressed hatred keeps growing, turning into a shadow that envelops Doflamingo's heart.

But now that things have come to this, it seems pointless to say anything... But, am I really going to go back to Impel Down and spend the rest of my life in prison?!

Doflamingo cannot accept this!!!

Compared to the ordinary prisoners around him who were just watching the show and couldn't get involved at all, Golden Lion was undoubtedly much more serious. His whole body was extremely tense, and sweat dripped down, clinging to his dry, fluffy hair in strands.

Feeling the pain in his back, Sett stretched out his arms and then squeezed hard. Two streams of hot, bruised blood splattered onto the snow beside him under the pressure. Then, he stretched out again, and the slash marks on his back disappeared as if by magic, leaving not even a white mark.

That surging, ever-expanding life force, like a furnace, exerted an unparalleled pressure on the Golden Lion, who stood to the side. He took a deep breath, a solemn look in his eyes—the Golden Lion knew that now, only he remained to deal with Sett. Or, to escape this cage called Impel Down, either Sett would ignore them, or he would kill Sett!

But just as Shiki was still pondering this, Doflamingo suddenly moved. His entire body trembled violently, and then, accompanied by clenched teeth, Conqueror's Haki began to surge outwards like a tidal wave. Compared to someone of Shanks' caliber, Doflamingo's Conqueror's Haki undoubtedly seemed much weaker. However, Sett and Shiki could clearly sense that Doflamingo's Conqueror's Haki wasn't something he actively activated, but rather an unconscious leakage of willpower during a moment of extreme mental concentration.

Immediately afterwards, almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, Doflamingo's blond hair turned a deathly pale white.

Life burning? No, it's just that he's begun to unleash his potential after realizing the crisis. With his eyes open, Doflamingo's hand shot out: "Come taste this move I've been preparing for you for so long—Dead Sea White Line!!!"

A phantom claw appeared in his hand, followed by countless transparent threads rising from the ground. Connecting to Doflamingo's body, they rapidly coiled towards Sett's form. These threads were tough and sharp, capable of easily cutting through rock. Nearby, witnessing this, Shiki's eyes flickered slightly—was this...the awakening of a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit?

Only the awakening of a Devil Fruit can allow one's abilities to influence external objects!

As Doflamingo spoke, a massive amount of white threads began to coil and wrap around Sett.

His eyes narrowed slightly—though there was no contact, Sett's animalistic instincts told him that this wasn't as easy to break as it seemed. And just as he'd suspected, at the moment of contact, the layered white net beneath wasn't sharp—or perhaps, it wasn't just sharp!

Sharp, tough, and viscous! Three different kinds of threads were intertwined layer upon layer, binding Sett's body. The sharp threads constantly rotated and contracted, like a cutting machine continuously damaging Sett's body. He tried to break free, but the tough and viscous threads bound Sett's body tightly—not that he couldn't move his torso, but simply that the white threads were too sticky, feeling like chewing gum that he couldn't chew or shake off!

It was clear that the threads were becoming thicker and thicker—if that were all, it wouldn't be difficult for Sett to break free with his abilities; he could simply use more force to shake them off.

But in that instant, a flicker of annoyance flashed in Sett's eyes. Sensing this unusual emotion, Lion King raised his hands, which were connected to the threads on the ground, towards the air.

As a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit, the Float-Float Fruit allows objects to float and fly in the air for extended periods with minimal energy expenditure. Of course, this effect cannot harm living beings. However, it works perfectly fine with just threads!