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

Blackbeard felt like a clown, being completely outmaneuvered by two cunning old foxes (or perhaps unintentionally)!

Suddenly, the muscles in his face twitched violently, and his toothless mouth opened wide, as if he wanted to roar and curse.

But looking at Gren above, and Satan Saint beside him, after regaining his composure...

The anger was forced back down, turning into a feeling of tightness in the chest and an almost unbearable sense of frustration.

From Satan's reaction and Blackbeard's furious expression, Gern seemed to quickly piece together the situation.

The surprise on his face quickly disappeared, and he regained his composure.

"It seems... we've all been tricked by the 'world's number one scientist'." Gern's voice broke the silence.

"Vegapunk... probably anticipated the multi-party competition and transferred the real core data in advance."

What we're left to fight over is nothing but an empty shell.

His gaze swept over Satan Saint and Blackbeard:

"So, now the question is..."

"Since the database isn't even in their hands..."

Gern slowly raised his hand and placed it on the hilt of the black sword "Eight Desolations" at his waist, his domineering aura beginning to rise subtly.

"The three of us met here... we should gain something else from this trip, right?"

His gaze finally settled on Blackbeard, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"What do you think, Marshall D. Teach?"

"Or rather... Your Excellency, one of the Four Emperors with 'two Devil Fruits'?"

"After all, we have a lot of old friendships, I haven't even counted them!"

Blackbeard's heart sank to the bottom.

He knew the game of going in circles was over.

Now, it's time to settle the score.

Chapter 681 Gern: You pretentious "hyena".

Blackbeard's lips twitched as he tried to force a smile, but his mouth trembled, making him look worse than crying.

His eyes were fixed on Gern above him, and a dry sound came from his throat.

"Hey... Tianzhen, calm down! Think it through!"

Blackbeard attempted to stabilize his opponent by appealing to the "big picture."

"Your Heaven-Shattering Fruit, plus my Tremor-Tremor Fruit"

If the two of us really started fighting here...

This island, Egherd... it's going to completely collapse!

However, this is not entirely alarmist.

The full-force collision of two top-tier vibration ability users would have an absolutely devastating impact on the island's structure.

Moreover, Blackbeard has now more or less completely mastered the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.

"Is that so?" Gern's voice was flat, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Maintaining the posture of standing on high ground, eyes looking down.

"Well, if that's the case..."

Gern's right hand slowly gripped the hilt of the "Eight Desolations" sword hanging at his right waist.

"Boom!!!"

The bandages on the Eight Desolations Blade automatically spiraled and broke apart from the hilt to the tip.

It turned into grayish-white fragments that floated in the air, with high-frequency vibrations like electric arcs flickering at the edges of the fragments.

At the same time, a dark purple, overpowering lightning bolt leaped between the blade and the arm!

"How about..." Gern's voice echoed in the hall.

"How about you give up the idea of ​​living, Blackbeard?"

The moment the words fell

"Clang!!"

A clear, resonant, and long-lasting clang of the blade rang out!

"Eight Directions," fully unsheathed!

The jet-black blade swallowed all light in the dim light, except for the jagged, dark red cracks along its edge.

Accompanied by the extremely refined dark purple domineering lightning, it was as if a destructive soul had been injected into this vicious blade!

Gern did not immediately draw his sword.

He simply raised the unsheathed "Eight Desolations" slowly, placing it horizontally in front of him, the blade almost parallel to his line of sight.

His eyes, peering through the leaping purple lightning above the blade, looked straight down at Blackbeard and Saint Satan.

"Earthquake..."

Gern whispered the name of his Devil Fruit ability.

Observation Haki: Predicting the Future!

Drive it to its maximum potential!

The shockwave and lightning strike simultaneously!

In that instant, it transformed into particles and forcibly intervened in the "future" dimension of time!

It is not a simple act of "foresight," but rather a mediated act using one's own will and domineering aura.

They sensed, locked onto, and "touched" Blackbeard and Satan in advance, within an extremely short timeframe (milliseconds).

The "future trajectory" of all possible dodges, defenses, and counterattacks!

Even more terrifying is

hum...

Centered on the "Eight Desolations" in Gern's hands, countless invisible "vibration particles"...

They were released ahead of time, following the "future trajectory" predicted and locked by Observation Haki!

The high-frequency vibrating "threads" were silently "laid out" on the paths and spatial nodes where Blackbeard and Satan were about to move or defend!

It's an attack, but also a pre-set trap!

It means that the "effect" of the attack has been pre-arranged at the enemy's future location before the attack even takes place!

A difference of milliseconds!

The next instant after the prediction is complete and the trap is laid

Gern's figure suddenly disappeared from the upper platform!

It's not a high-speed moving afterimage, but more like... a direct displacement of spatial position?

No, it's the speed that's too fast, combined with the subtle interference of "particles" on the spatial medium, that causes the visual disorientation!

Just as Blackbeard's pupils began to contract, Satan's nerves tightened.

Without warning, Gern appeared directly behind Blackbeard!

They were so close that they could almost feel each other's breath!

Satan Saint's reaction was nothing short of lightning-fast; the instant Gern disappeared...

Almost at the same moment that Gorn appeared behind Blackbeard, he suddenly turned around.

However, it was still a step too late!

Gern appeared behind Blackbeard, his "Eight Desolations" sword not even making a clear slashing motion.

He simply...twisted his wrist very slightly, and with the blade held horizontally, he casually flicked it outwards.

The range of motion was so small that it was almost negligible.

At the same time, he murmured three words:

"Divine Sense Slash".

There was no earth-shattering sound of swords flashing and blades piercing the air.

There was only one sound, a soft slicing sound of a sharp object cutting through something.

A "white line" condensed to its extreme, as thin as a hair, and with a color so pure it's almost ethereal.

Starting from the position where Gern first disappeared, it extends silently and horizontally forward!

The "white line" ignored spatial distance and spanned the entire Five Star Array Hall the moment it appeared!

Wherever it passed, the air remained still, the light remained undistorted, as if nothing had happened.

But it did exist, and it passed precisely and simultaneously through the waist of Satan, who had just turned around and hadn't yet fully moved.

And Blackbeard's back, which was turned away from Gern and seemed completely unguarded!

"puff……"

Satan Saint's body was sliced ​​in two without any hindrance the moment the "white line" swept past!

The incision was smooth as a mirror, with no blood splattering, because his body structure seemed to be different from that of ordinary people.

The severed upper and lower halves were even slightly offset, and then the dark matter surged rapidly, forming a viscous mass.

It begins to wriggle, connect, and try to heal again!

His face showed no sign of pain, only his eyes grew colder and sharper.

The immortality granted by the Abyss Pact is at work!

Meanwhile, on the other side, Blackbeard...

The moment the "white line" passed through me, my body trembled violently!

"Ugh!!!"

An extremely exaggerated scream burst from Blackbeard's throat!

He lunged forward, his massive body crashing heavily onto the cold, five-pointed star array.

He covered his back tightly with both hands (the area through which the "white line" passed).

He curled up like a boiled shrimp, and began to roll and convulse wildly on the ground.

It emitted continuous, painful, and weak "waaaaa" cries.

Snot and tears were streaming down his face; he looked like he was on the verge of death and in unbearable pain!

It looks like it was more than ten times more tragic and miserable than the Satan Saint who was cut in half!

Meanwhile, standing behind Blackbeard, Gern, who had just sheathed his sword, watched Blackbeard's "spectacular" performance.

He clicked his tongue, "As expected... he's a treacherous fellow."

Gern's voice interrupted Blackbeard's exaggerated screams.

“Clearly… he’s been secretly on guard all along,” Gern said slowly.

"That 'Divine Sense Slash' just now, the moment it touched your body, you were already..."

"Use your Dark-Dark Fruit power to absorb the vibrational power of the Heaven-Quake Fruit that accompanied my slash, didn't you?"

As he finished speaking, looking at Blackbeard on the ground, who seemed to be in so much pain that his movements were slowed down, Gern's tone became even more sarcastic.

"Who are you trying to impress with this act?"

"You're just putting on an act..."

Gern stepped forward, looking down at Blackbeard who was still "wailing".

"hyena."