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

Although Enel has a quirky personality, over the years he has long since become the arrogant "god" he once was on Skypiea.

After realizing the seriousness of the situation.

He glanced deeply at the person opposite him, then at Gern's cold profile, without asking any further questions or uttering any unnecessary words.

Transforming into a streak of azure lightning that pierced the sky, it changed direction without hesitation and sped towards the G-10 base!

At the very instant Enel vanished in the lightning...

Across the ravine, the figure that stood still like a withered tree slowly raised its head.

She was not tall, and wore a simple dark kimono and wooden clogs.

“Gern Reginald Sigmar…” he called him by his first name, his tone flat.

"The 'Mother Flame' created by Vegapunk should not, and cannot, fall into your hands personally."

"Hand it over to the World Government." The old man paused slightly, offering a seemingly "generous" condition.

"In exchange... the World Government can grant you any condition within the bounds of 'reasonableness'."

This promise seems to carry immense weight, coming directly from one of the highest authorities in the world government.

Unfortunately, after hearing this, Gern only let out an undisguised cold laugh.

"Oh, really?"

After laughing, he took a step forward, his gaze mocking as he looked the old man up and down his gleaming bald head, and said in a flippant tone:

"However, old man, before you state your terms, could you perhaps try to see things from a different angle?"

Gern pointed to the sun in the sky, then to someone's head, and complained in a serious tone.

"Your bald head... reflects so much light, it's really dazzling! You know that?"

“Izambalon V. Nassshuro Sei”.

Nasujiro showed no reaction to Guern's teasing, but slowly, with an almost ritualistic solemnity, placed the ancient longsword resting on his shoulder.

The most demonic of the twelve Supreme Grade Swords, the "First Generation Kitetsu".

Pull it out inch by inch.

The moment the blade was drawn, it dodged with domineering aura and crackled with electricity, casting an ominous shadow over the surrounding air.

"Insolent fool..."

"Back when you first appeared in the Holy Land, causing a huge uproar over the [Holy Land Incident]..."

"I shouldn't have... let you leave alive."

"Tsk!" Gern scoffed, his nonchalant smile vanishing completely, replaced by a cold...

He turned his hand over and placed it firmly on the hilt of the black sword "Eight Desolations" at his waist.

"Buzz!"

The grayish-white bandages wrapped around the Eight Desolations Blade seemed to come alive, disintegrating inch by inch and scattering to reveal the pitch-black blade.

The blade spontaneously emitted a low tremor, and pale vibration particles began to swirl around it like stardust.

"Stop with the nice excuses you give me after the fact, old man."

"It's as if...you could have actually kept me here back then."

"Save your breath, you bald bastard."

Chapter 568 'Heavenly Tremor' You will be here... the end!

"Stop with the nice excuses you give me after the fact, old man."

"It's as if...you could have actually kept me here back then."

"Save your breath, bald guy."

"Heh..." Nasujuro finally let out a cold laugh.

"It seems that negotiation is indeed useless."

The moment the words fell

boom!!!

An aura mixed with death and misfortune emanated from Nasujuro's body.

His body began to change drastically, swelling up!

Crack, crack... Amidst the teeth-grinding sound of bones exploding, the lower body bones stretched and deformed wildly, flesh grew and then instantly turned pale!

In the blink of an eye, its lower body had completely transformed into a gigantic, ferocious skeleton horse torso several meters tall, covered in bone armor and burning with dark flames!

Four pale, bony hooves trod on the ground, with black mist swirling beneath them.

However, the upper body still retains a human form, and the muscles have even become more bulging and muscular.

The first generation Onikiri, which was tightly held in his hand, shone even brighter and grew larger as its master's body changed.

In the blink of an eye, Nasujuro transformed into—the 'Horse Bone' centaur form!

Thick, inky black flames of awakening swirled between his skeletal horse torso and his human upper body!

The already powerful aura surged several times over at this moment!

“Gern Reginald Sigmar!”

Nasujuro's voice, transformed into a centaur with horse bones, echoed across the deserted island, carrying the air of a god looking down upon mortals.

"Back in the Holy Land, I clashed swords with you, and I remember it vividly!"

Over the years, for the sake of the overall stability of the navy, we have tolerated your many "outrageous" acts...

The skeletal horse took a step forward, the ground trembled, and black flames ignited.

"But don't overestimate yourself!"

"Before us, who possess the highest blessing of 'God,' you are but a slightly larger wave in the long river of time, destined to subside and be forgotten by the years!"

Nasujuro slowly raised the first generation Kitetsu in his hand, then lowered it, the tip of the blade pointing directly at Guern's face.

The eerie sword light and the surrounding black flames complemented each other!

“You should not have been tainted by the ‘Mother Flame’.”

That was… the highest order personally issued by 'that person'!

"Now, hand it over!"

"Otherwise... you, 'Tianzhen,' will... perish here!"

As Gern looked at the First Generation Kitetsu, which hovered in front of his face, radiating an eerie, cold light and an ominous aura, a slow smile crept onto his lips.

"The end?"

He repeated the word softly.

The moment the words fell

"buzz"

The air began to tremble, not with pale white cracks, but with an eerie, bluish-blue, ice-crack-like pattern spreading through the air!

The surrounding temperature began to drop sharply!

Tiny ice crystals, emitting a faint bluish glow, even began to condense out of thin air.

These ice shards are not stationary, but are strangely suspended and jumping in the high-frequency vibration, emitting a faint "sizzling" sound!

"chill?"

Nasujuro, who had transformed into a centaur with horse bones, paused slightly.

He is extremely sensitive to the temperature of "life" and "death" that comes with his Zoan-type Mythical Beast ability.

“Oh? I remember now.” Gern’s voice held a hint of understanding. “You’re just like that old Satan Saint who likes to turn into a spider…”

"Is it 'immortal' too?"

"Shockwave!"

Gern's figure suddenly vanished from the spot!

Nasujuro's Observation Haki was completely unable to detect him!

"Gone?!" Nasujuro's heart skipped a beat!

His fighting instincts made him turn his head instantly, and the skeleton horse's torso propelled his upper body to the left, unleashing the First Generation Kitetsu with a shrill ghostly howl!

But it was too slow!

Gern had already appeared on the left side of his massive body, almost touching his skeletal ribs!

"Got you, Baldy Old Ma!" Gern's wild laughter rang out!

He gripped the Black Blade Eight Desolations tightly with both hands, its blade wreathed in a blend of azure and dark purple!

He aimed the tip of the Eight Desolations Blade directly at Nasujuro's left temple on his upper body.

"Pfft!!!"

It pierced right through!

The blade pierced directly into the left temple, penetrating the skull!

"Ugh!!" Nasujiro let out a muffled groan of pain, blood instantly streaming from his eyes, and for the first time, he revealed an expression of disbelief and horror!

The speed of this strike exceeded his expectations!

But this is not over yet!

"Immobilize!"

Gern's eyes were icy cold. On the Eight Desolations Blade that had pierced the skull, azure vibrations spread wildly along the wound, invading it!

"The Flower of Eternal Silence..."

"Bloom!!!"

With a low shout, the Eight Desolations Blade that had been thrust into the ground suddenly trembled!

"Buzz! Crack... Crack!!"

It wasn't a two-way explosion originating from the wound, but rather a spiraling, bluish-gray shockwave.

It shot out like a directional explosion from the right temple of Nasujuro's head!

Wherever the spiraling azure shockwave passed, everything froze and solidified!

Under the extreme effect of vibration, its core temperature instantly approaches the terrifying low temperature of -273℃ (the theoretical limit of absolute zero)!

"Snap... Snap snap snap!!!"

A piercing sound of freezing and cracking rang out!

Nasujuro's right side, struck by the spiral shockwave, was visible.

This includes part of the head, right shoulder, arm, and a large area of ​​the right side of the connected skeletal horse torso.

The air, dust, and even light within a radius of several meters around it were instantly frozen by the azure shockwave!

It's not simply a matter of covering the ice layer; rather, it's about being forcibly "frozen" at the most microscopic particle level by the force of vibration.

It transformed into a vast expanse of exquisitely beautiful yet utterly lifeless, azure-blue "ice flower" crystals covered with spiral patterns!

It exudes a chill that freezes even the soul!

Nasu Shouro's half of his body was thus forcibly "welded" to a huge, eerie, and deadly azure ice flower!

My movements froze instantly, and the sensation and energy flow on the right side of my body seemed to be completely cut off and frozen!

After landing a successful blow, Gern didn't hesitate. He withdrew his sword, retreated, and landed steadily, pointing his Eight Directions diagonally at the ground.

The "ice crystal blood" that had not yet dripped from the tip of the blade had solidified on the blade, and a chill swirled around it.

"How beautiful!" Gern looked up at Nasujurou, whose half-body had turned into ice flowers and who stood frozen in place, and said calmly.

Do you still think of me as a 'little wave' now?