One Piece: The Cryo Doctor on the Straw Hat Ship

White steam billowed out from his body like boiling waves, swirling and rising around him, enveloping him in a hazy white halo.

However, unlike Luffy's fully-fledged white Nika form, and also unlike Zoro and Sanji's Nika forms which incorporate animal characteristics...

The V-shaped Nika form presents a completely different texture—

The white steam was not merely a halo, but rather like the elements themselves breathing, pulsating, and whispering.

At the edge of the steam, four faint lights of different colors appeared, like four sleeping dragons, coiled around the V in four directions, waiting to be awakened.

Those four faint lights—

A crimson red, like molten lava, radiating a heat strong enough to melt steel;

A streak of azure blue, like lightning, flashed with electric light that sliced ​​through the void;

A pitch-black abyss swallowed all light and sound around it;

A chilling cold, like a glacier, carrying with it an eternal, unchanging extreme cold and silence.

Four distinct elemental forces flickered in and out of existence within the white halo of steam, as if they were about to break free of their shackles and descend upon the mortal realm.

"This...this is..."

Saint Shamlock's cold eyes widened suddenly, his pupils contracting violently.

In just a few tens of minutes, he had lost count of how many times he had shown this expression.

And this time—

The expressions on the faces of the Knights of God behind him, who had just come to their senses, froze completely.

"Another...another Nika!?"

Shepard Somaz's voice was hoarse and trembling, carrying a fear that even he himself was unaware of.

"This is the fourth one... Just how many Nika-Devil Fruit users do they have?!"

"No, that's not right! The aura emanating from that man is even more eerie than the previous two..."

Shock, confusion, fear—various emotions flashed across the faces of these high-ranking members of the God's Knights.

They bear the mission of protecting the Celestial Dragons, they consider themselves the sharpest blade of the World Government, and they believe that their existence is the pinnacle of power.

But today—

The pirates before them were crushing all their pride and understanding, bit by bit.

“V…”

On the ruins of the high platform, Sengoku gazed at the figure shrouded in four-colored elements and white steam. Golden Buddhist light flickered slightly around him, but his voice carried a rare hint of complexity.

He knew that V and he were definitely hiding something.

But what he didn't expect was... how terrifying this move would be.

Just then—

V slowly raised his right hand.

His movements were not fast, but rather carried a certain calm elegance, as if he were conducting the prelude to a concert.

But where his fingertip pointed—

A deafening roar erupted.

“Nika form… Hmm, it’s definitely a very comfortable state.”

V's voice rang out amidst the smoke of battle, carrying a hint of ease and playfulness.

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze passing over the smoke and dust billowing above the battlefield, landing on the golden-haired angel hovering in mid-air, a meaningful smile playing on his lips:

"However, since you are all Celestial Dragon guards of the Knights of God—"

"Then I should show you some real skills, so as not to be impolite, right?"

The blonde woman's pupils suddenly contracted.

V's image was reflected in her ethereal eyes at that moment—

White steam rose and swirled around the man, while the four elemental lights were slowly coalescing behind him.

Lightning, fire, cold mist, darkness—

The four elements represent the power of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, the Flame-Flame Fruit, the Frost-Frost Fruit, and the Dark-Dark Fruit, respectively. They intertwine and coil behind him, like four awakened dragons slowly opening their eyes.

"you……"

For the first time, the blonde woman's voice carried a genuine air of seriousness:

"Who exactly is this person?"

"Just a prosthetic doctor who was passing by."

V chuckled softly, and the moment his words fell—

His figure suddenly vanished from the spot!

There were no afterimages, no warnings, and even Observation Haki couldn't detect his movement.

He seemed to transform into a pure stream of elements, appearing in a way that defied common sense, less than three meters in front of the blonde woman!

If Sanji's speed is the beauty of numbers, then V demonstrates the domineering nature of its mechanics!

The blonde woman's heart skipped a beat.

So fast!

Do not--

Not just fast...

The way this man moved wasn't even a matter of speed!

He transformed himself into the element itself, moving freely through the air!

"Angel form... the Devil Fruit ability is indeed quite good."

V's voice rang out in front of the blonde woman, carrying a hint of scrutiny.

His body hovered in mid-air, white steam swirling around him, and the four elemental lights, like four sleeping dragons, coiled in the void behind him.

"The power of holiness, the power of judgment, the power of restoration... among the Mythical Zoan-type Human-Human Fruits, it is indeed of a superior grade."

In an instant, V's brain-computer interface analyzed the blonde woman's abilities based on the energy characteristics she emitted.

"but--"

V tilted his head slightly, his gaze carrying an air of scrutiny as if appraising a work of art:

"Your fighting style is far too naive."

"Is it because decades of holding high positions have made you forget what real combat is?"

They rely on numerical values, abilities, and immortality to crush and relentlessly harass their enemies.

This is the fighting style of the Knights of God.

Ordinary strong individuals might find it difficult to withstand them.

However, compared to the current Straw Hat Pirates, their fighting style is indeed a bit too childish!

Chapter 232 Dark Water

"Too childish?"

The blonde woman's voice carried a hint of anger.

Her holy wings suddenly unfurled, each feather shimmering with dazzling golden light, and the power of judgment gathered around her, transforming into golden halos.

"You mere pirates dare to criticize the fighting style of the Knights of God!?"

Before she finished speaking, she thrust her hands forward—a more concentrated and dazzling golden beam of light, like a scepter of judgment, slammed straight into V's chest!

Wherever the beam of light passed, the air was scorched and distorted by the holy power, as if even the void trembled under this light of judgment.

however--

Faced with this light of judgment, powerful enough to purify all things, V simply raised his left hand.

A pitch-black abyss suddenly appeared in his palm.

Dark-Dark Fruit - Activate!

hum-

A muffled hum resounded across the battlefield, and the dark abyss in V's palm surged and spread like a living thing, colliding violently with the light of judgment!

There was no explosion, no shockwave.

The golden beam of light, powerful enough to purify all things, vanished the moment it touched the pitch-black abyss, like a clay ox sinking into the sea, swallowed, decomposed, and absorbed layer by layer, ultimately turning into nothingness.

"What!?"

The blonde woman's pupils suddenly contracted, and for the first time, genuine shock and unease appeared on her eternally smiling face.

"The Light of Judgment... has been absorbed again!?"

"I already said—"

V withdrew his left hand, and the dark abyss in his palm slowly dissipated. His voice carried a hint of languid composure:

"While your holy light does indeed possess the power to combat darkness, but—"

"The gap between us is just too huge."

V's voice was like a judgment from the heavens, carrying an unquestionable majesty and a touch of mockery.

A hint of genuine panic finally surfaced on the blonde woman's perpetually smiling face.

Her sacred wings vibrated wildly, and countless golden feathers rained down on V like a storm, each feather carrying the sharp edge of judgment, as if to purify the entire space.

V simply raised his right hand slightly.

At his fingertips, crimson light surged and coalesced like molten lava, radiating an intense heat capable of melting steel. The surrounding air distorted and deformed under the heat wave, emitting a hum that seemed unable to bear the strain.

"Flame-Flame Fruit - Emperor Flame"