The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

But the smoke and dust had not yet risen.

"God's Wrath!!!" A dark red stream of light burst forth from the ground, and Ace's blade was now enveloped in a Haki so solid it resembled blood plasma.

What it brought with it as it cut through the air was not the sound of wind, but a shrill scream like the wailing of millions of dead souls.

As Gern parried with his sword, sparks flew from the edge of the Black Blade Eight Desolations, and the powerful impact sent him crashing through three rocky mountains.

"Ha...hahaha..." Amidst the rubble, Gern knelt on one knee, coughing up blood, but his eyes were fixed on Roger, his hand holding the knife trembling with excitement.

"That's more like it... That's what makes him worthy of the title 'Pirate King'!"

Roger walked slowly forward, his shirt also torn to shreds, revealing his bare chest, where Ace still stood sweeping across his side.

"Your growth rate is terrifying! Tianzhen."

"Is that so?" Gern slowly straightened up, and the blade of the Black Blade Eight Desolations suddenly emitted a dazzling white light.

Centered on him, space began to distort and crack, with countless pale spatial rifts spreading outwards like a spider web.

A sickening "crackling" sound filled the air, as if the whole world was on the verge of collapse under this blow.

“Actually…” A dangerous smile crept across Gern’s lips, “there’s something even more terrifying!”

Before he finished speaking, the Black Blade Eight Desolations suddenly transformed into a streak of light and shot out!

Roger dodged to the side with his honed fighting instincts, but his pupils contracted sharply the instant the blade grazed him; Gern's figure had already vanished!

When Roger's Observation Haki finally caught up with Gern, the man was already right in front of him!

His right fist was enveloped in a profound, flowing aura of dominance, and countless vibrating particles were frantically compressed and collapsed at the tip of his fist, forming a terrifying energy core that resembled a miniature black hole.

"Black Shock - Star Piercing!!"

"Boom!!!" This unexpected straight punch landed squarely on Roger's chest.

The moment the fist pierced through his body, Roger's chest caved in at a visible speed, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Even more terrifying, the aftershock of the punch created a cylindrical shockwave zone with a diameter of one kilometer behind, completely sucking out the air and distorting even the light!

Roger's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, but was intercepted in mid-air by a faster figure.

"I've found your opening!" Gern's lightning strike was faster than his thoughts; he appeared above him at that very moment, his right leg raised high.

The black and red aura wrapped around his heels and the pale shockwave formed a jagged energy blade.

"Black Shock - Road-Severing Kick!!" The moment the leg struck down, the entire sky was torn apart by the shockwave!

The fan-shaped shockwave split the clouds in two, and the sea below was pressed into a huge depression several kilometers in diameter.

Roger's body crashed to the ground like a meteorite, and at the moment of impact...

"Boom!!!" The landmass within a radius of a hundred miles instantly fractured!

The impact center sank directly to form a basin, and the rock layers at the edge were uplifted under enormous pressure, forming a brand new ring mountain range.

The shockwave propelled hundreds of tons of seawater far out to sea, creating a tsunami tens of meters high along the coastline.

But Gern's killer move has only just begun!

As he fell, his right arm suddenly jerked, his five fingers spreading out like hooks. The Black Blade Eight Desolations in the distance seemed to sense its master's call.

The blade trembled violently, tearing through the air and leaving a pale, vacuum-like trail as it flew back.

The instant his left hand traced the spine of the blade, a purplish-black Conqueror's Haki surged forth like a living venomous snake.

As it wound its way up from the fingertips, it collided violently with the vibrating particles inherent in the blade, bursting forth with dazzling dark purple lightning.

Even more chilling changes are taking place.

Hundreds of millions of vibrating particles collapsed wildly on the blade, each compression distorting the surrounding light, as if even the "light" itself was being swallowed up by this terrifying energy.

The low-frequency buzzing gradually rose, eventually transforming into a piercing shriek that could shatter eardrums, causing everything around Gern to silently disintegrate into dust.

It's not shattering, but being shaken apart at the molecular level!

"Earthquake..."

Gern raised his sword overhead in the most primitive high stance, a basic movement that, in his hands, resembled a creation ceremony.

The moment the blade cleaved downwards—"Crack!!!"

A pitch-black spatial rift spread along with the blade's light, like a god using an ink-dipped brush to make a bold stroke on the canvas of the world.

Where the crack passes, the concept of the existence of matter is temporarily erased.

Rocks, air, and even light crumbled before this "Trace of Nothingness".

"Air crack!!!"

With the slash as the origin, spiderweb-like pale cracks instantly spread across the entire island, each crack surging with destructive light.

Suddenly, a giant wave tens of meters high rose up on the distant sea surface, not because it was driven by the shock wave, but because the spatial structure of that sea area was shaking, twisting and folding!

In this apocalyptic scene, only the figure of Gern standing with his knife was clearly visible.

His pupils reflected the shattered world, yet a near-reverent smile played on his lips.

This is the highest tribute to "destruction" that belongs exclusively to the strongest!

However.......

"Sorry, but I think I saw something incredible about the future before you even made that move!"

As the light faded, Roger, holding his sword in both hands, blocked the world-destroying blow. The red light dancing in his pupils left a burning afterimage in Gern's Observation Haki.

The moment the two famous swords clashed, the resulting turbulent energy surge pushed all the water in the circular lake into the sky, and the suspended water curtain reflected thousands of shattered afterimages of the battle.

The two of them unleashed their Conqueror's Haki to its fullest extent at this moment!

Dark red and pale lightning intertwined and swirled, dyeing the entire sky an eerie two-tone color.

The sea roared, the earth trembled.

At this moment, the gears of time roared deafeningly!

Chapter 192 Natural System Earthquake Awakening!

Gern's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

His sword was now firmly pinned down by Roger's Ace.

It's not a skillful parry, nor a clever way to deflect force, but the purest form of power suppression!

"Crack, crack crack..." The blade of the Black Blade Eight Desolations groaned under the terrifying pressure, unable to bear the strain any longer.

The high-frequency vibrations of the blade strangely froze at that moment.

It was as if, in the face of that absolute domineering aura, any power was useless except for that domineering aura.

"When did you...?" Gern's breath hitched.

Roger's blood-stained lips suddenly curled into a wild arc, a smile that reminded Gern of a ferocious beast driven to the brink of despair.

"Your punch just now did surprise me, but..." Blood dripped from Roger's chin, but was evaporated in mid-air by the boiling domineering aura.

"I've been fighting that bastard Garp for half my life!!" Conqueror's Haki exploded in Roger's eyes, and he suddenly took a step forward.

With that one step, the entire island's crust collapsed!

“Look closely, Gern…”

"This is... the magnanimity of a king!!!"

Roger suddenly exerted his strength, and a torrent of domineering power erupted from him!

Gern felt an unparalleled force coming from the blade, and he was forced back dozens of meters, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground.

Before he could regain his footing, Roger's figure had already disappeared.

"God—dodge!" A deep voice boomed in Gern's ears, and the next second, a red slash swept across the sky!

In the instant that Gern hastily parried with his sword, he realized it was a fatal mistake.

The power of this strike far exceeded expectations; a hasty parry... was futile!

"Bang!!" The moment this thought crossed his mind, Gern flew backward like a cannonball, crashing through three rocky peaks before barely coming to a stop.

"Cough!" Gern, who was kneeling on one knee, spat out a mouthful of blood. Before he could wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, the sunlight overhead was suddenly blocked by a shadow.

Looking up, Roger's figure was a dark silhouette in the blazing sun.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" A barrage of slashes rained down like a silver river!

Roger's every strike was imbued with the power to cleave the heavens and the earth, leaving behind a lingering dark red afterimage in the air.

Under the barrage of slashes, Gern's black blade, Eight Desolations, trembled violently, its blade emitting a mournful cry, as if it would shatter at any moment.

The two figures transformed into red and purple lightning bolts on the shattered earth, each collision triggering a deafening explosion.

The island beneath their feet was already overburdened, with huge cracks spreading like a spider web, and the entire island was disintegrating at a visible speed!

“Just as I said at the beginning…” Roger suddenly pulled back, his feet carving two deep furrows in the cracked ground.

"Gern!" He held the knife high above his head with both hands, his muscles taut like a fully drawn bowstring.

"This is not your time yet!!!"

Before he finished speaking, a domineering lightning bolt surged wildly around him, and dark red lightning shot straight into the sky, dyeing the entire sky a blood-red color.

Golden light and black and red lightning intertwined on Ace's blade, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression, and the air around the blade was distorted due to the high temperature.

Gern's pupils suddenly contracted.

This blow was unavoidable!

"Wild Soul!!!"

The moment Roger's blade struck, the world lost its color!

A golden slash that pierced the heavens and the earth roared out, shattering space inch by inch in its path, producing a piercing sound like breaking glass.

The air in front of the slash was completely sucked away, forming a vacuum channel, which even distorted the light at this moment!

The moment Gern's black blade, Eight Desolations, made contact, it emitted a piercing wail, and its blade instantly became covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

Immediately after

The strike pierced through the body!

The blood, like a blooming rose, burst open on Gern's chest, creating a poignant and beautiful blood flower.

The slash continued with undiminished force, splitting Gern and the entire island in two!

Huge cracks stretched from the center of the battlefield to the coast, and seawater rushed into the bottomless ravines with a deafening roar.

The impact sent Gern flying, and he plummeted into the turbulent sea like a meteorite.

In his final moments before losing consciousness, all that remained in Gern's vision was Roger's solitary figure standing tall on the shattered earth.

The setting sun, like blood, cast a long and lonely shadow of him.

One Piece is still One Piece.

........

A moment later, Roger knelt on one knee on a protruding rock, his right hand pressed tightly against his chest, dark red blood seeping from between his fingers.

He coughed violently, each breath carrying a metallic, rusty smell, and the bloodstains at the corners of his mouth stood out starkly against his pale face.

"Cough...cough cough..."

"It's finally over. If you survive, hehe..." He gazed at the gradually calming sea, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

The ferocity of this battle far exceeded expectations; even he had just given it his all.

"It's time to go..." Roger slowly rose, supporting himself on his knees, but just as he turned around...

A strange vibration suddenly came from the seabed, and the surface of the entire area of ​​the sea began to tremble unnaturally.

Immediately afterwards, a bead of sweat slid down his forehead, but hovered in mid-air.

"This is..." Roger's pupils suddenly contracted as he looked at this amazing scene.

The sea began to tremble.

It wasn't waves, but some kind of more fundamental "tremor"—as if the ocean had become a tympanic membrane being plucked by an invisible hand.