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

"Those three guys before (Van Aucker, Burgess, and Shiliu) were pitifully weak."

They won't even let me stretch my muscles; all they do is run away.

Zoro's breath hitched slightly.

He understood.

Hawkeye did not deliberately stop them from returning to the ship.

At least not entirely.

He was more like carrying out one of Guern's "orders" or "arrangements".

But at the same time, this world's greatest swordsman is indeed... bored.

The Blackbeard Pirates' officers hadn't satisfied him, but now he found himself the one whom the Blackbeard Pirates had once "instructed."

The swordsman, who had clearly grown a lot, seemed to have piqued his interest in "measuring" him.

That's why this so-called "extra option" was given.

Alternatively, they could obey the Navy's "arrangements" and stay here to await the unknown "choice" to be made.

Either challenge him and settle things with your sword.

If you win, you'll have the right to leave.

But... is it possible to win?

Zoro knew better than anyone that he was injured and far from his peak condition.

Hawkeye, on the other hand, remained calm and composed, not even the hem of his clothes fluttering.

Previously, he had casually "dealt with" three of Blackbeard's subordinates, one of whom was the great swordsman Shiryu...

This is not a fair choice at all.

This is more like... a choice with no other choice.

Zoro slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, a dull pain throbbing beneath the bandages on his chest.

He turned around, glanced at his pale-faced but composed companions behind him, and then at Sanji and Jinbe, who were still unconscious.

No refunds.

It can't be refunded.

So he turned back to face Hawkeye.

Three swords were slowly drawn from their sheaths.

With Wado Ichimonji in his mouth, Enma and Sandai Kitetsu clasped hands.

The purple ghostly energy was no longer suppressed and suddenly erupted to confront Hawkeye's 'momentum'!

The headscarf on her forehead fluttered in the sea breeze.

“Roronoa Zoro…” Zoro’s voice was deep.

"Come on!"

Hawkeye's interest finally cleared up as he watched Zoro unleash his demonic aura.

But they still didn't touch the "night" behind it.

Instead, just like before, she took a knife from the pendant on the cross on her chest.

A small knife less than thirty centimeters long.

Hold the knife handle with two fingers, with the tip pointing diagonally towards the ground.

"So......"

"Let me see how far you are from 'Black Knife' two years from now."

Chapter 689 God Has No Mercy

Just as Hawkeye was using his dagger to rip off the swallow, the other side was a battlefield ravaged by the Logia type, leaving it in ruins.

Frost covered large areas of the ground and the wreckage, which were then charred and cracked by lightning strikes.

Craters from the blast and traces of fungal corrosion are scattered throughout...

Kuzan, who had just parried and shattered Kizaru's "Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi," stood on a relatively intact ice field.

His chest rose and fell slightly as he exhaled large breaths of cold air.

Kizaru's fighting style is still too disgusting.

Besides, there's also Enel, who fights like a madman.

A sudden, all-encompassing lightning strike.

Then, he and the 'cursed doctor' were not fast, and every time Enel bombed, Kizaru was the only one who could escape.

Fighting like this puts too much strain on both the mind and body, causing them to be constantly tense.

Especially at this moment...

Kuzan's pupils shifted slightly, glancing towards the other side of the battlefield.

Enel was seen holding the golden cudgel in one hand, and in the other hand...

He was gripping "Cursed Doctor" Samuel Kronos's neck tightly, lifting him off the ground.

Samuel looked terrible.

The mycelium mask on his face was mostly broken, revealing a distorted middle-aged man's face underneath, his face purplish-red and his eyes rolled back.

The dark green mycelium all over the body withered on a large scale and lost all activity.

His robes were tattered and charred, with many cuts and lacerations, clearly indicating that he had been completely defeated in his direct confrontation with Enel.

Enel simply carried him with one hand, without even turning around completely.

He simply twisted his head 180 degrees at an almost bizarre angle.

His eyes passed over his shoulder and locked onto Kizaru, who had just forced Kuzan back not far away.

"What?" Enel's voice was cold and mocking. "You've always been unable to bring yourself to kill your former teammates, Kizaru?"

"Tsk." Kizaru adjusted his brown sunglasses upon hearing this.

His gaze swept over the dying Samuel in Enel's arms, and a slight downward smirk appeared on his lips.

He made a "tsk tsk" sound and said in his characteristic drawn-out tone...

"My dear 'Thor' General~ Aren't you being a little too cruel?"

“Cruel?” Enel chuckled softly, his hand still gripping Samuel’s neck.

Instead, it was raised even higher, completely above his head.

Immediately afterward, with a loud "boom," a pillar of azure lightning descended from the sky and struck Samuel!

"Ugh!!" Samuel let out a short scream, his body convulsed violently a few times, and he completely lost the strength to struggle.

"Is it cruel?" Enel didn't even glance at Samuel's miserable state, and loosened his grip.

Samuel fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

His remaining consciousness might still be there, but his body no longer had the strength to even twitch; only a barely perceptible tremor remained.

But Enel's next move was to raise his right foot and stomp mercilessly on Samuel's face.

He even ground it down forcefully with a sense of trampling, and then, as Samuel reached out his trembling hand, he twisted the golden rod and shoved it into the back of his hand.

"This is God's justice."

"If God harbors unnecessary mercy, he will not empathize with the cries of ants..."

"Then wouldn't God become a joke?"

Kizaru glanced at Enel's self-righteous and tyrannical demeanor, his eyebrows twitching almost imperceptibly, but ultimately said nothing more.

He knew Enel's character all too well.

Extremely arrogant, worshipping absolute power and domination, and regarding all living beings as ants.

In Enel's logic, "cruelty" towards enemies (especially those weaker than him) is...

This is precisely the way he demonstrates his divine power and "justice" (his justice).

They also dislike making choices, such as the sneak attack by God Rider back then, or the recent attack by Blackbeard.

Enel's attitude was always, "Either you kill me, or I kill you!"

Kizaru, too lazy to discuss "theology" with Enel any further, turned his gaze back to Kuzan, who was not far away.

Kuzan also withdrew his gaze from Samuel's miserable state, the chill emanating from him intensifying, and the ice beneath his feet silently spreading.

Kizaru shrugged, making a "I'm in a difficult position" expression, and said in a tone that sounded like he was trying to persuade someone to surrender.

"Hey, hey~ Kuzan~ If you can, it would be best to surrender now, okay?"

“After all…” Kizaru tilted his head and pointed with his thumb at Enel behind him.

"You saw it yourself, that 'god'... isn't someone I can easily talk to~"

His tone still carried that languid and cynical air, but the meaning behind his words was very clear.

If you continue to resist stubbornly, the next one to be treated by Enel with "divine justice" will very likely be you, Kuzan.

Moreover, given Enel's style, the process would definitely not be "gentle".

Kuzan silently looked at Kizaru, then glanced at Enel in the distance.

After a few seconds of silence, he exhaled a long breath of cold air, and the white icy mist condensed and did not dissipate in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Borsalino..." Kuzan's voice was calm, even carrying a smile.

“I have never had the habit of surrendering to anyone.”

"Otherwise... back then in Punk Hazard..."

"And I won't get my leg broken by Sakazuki anymore, will I?"

Upon hearing this, Kizaru narrowed his eyes slightly behind his sunglasses, his emotions unreadable through the half-open slits of his eyes.

"The way you're acting..."

"This is really difficult for me, Kuzan."

After Kizaru finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together, and a point of dazzling light began to gather at the tip of his finger.

"After all, the marshal's order was to 'deal with' the destabilizing factors on the island."

And right now, you seem to be... one of the biggest 'destabilizing factors'.

Enel seemed to have finished "dealing with" Samuel, and withdrew his foot from the other's face.

He turned around, his golden staff pointing diagonally at the ground, his gaze locked onto Kuzan, lightning crackling around him.

Clearly, their next target has been this former admiral.

Facing the "light" gathering at Kizaru's fingertips and the "lightning" leaping around Enel, Kuzan slowly assumed a fighting stance.

The ice beneath his feet began to churn violently, and thick, sharp ice spears burst forth, guarding him.

Ice, flashes of light, lightning...

The abilities of the three natural systems once again formed a cold triangular confrontation on this ruin.

In the air, the soft rustling of ice crystals condensing, the humming of flowing light particles, and the crackling of lightning intertwined to create a dangerous prelude.

Kuzan knew that he would soon face a combined attack from two of the Navy's top combatants.

But he had no way out.

Chapter 690 Wild Shepherd: Sorry, I just wanted to save people.

Just as Kizaru and the other two sides were in a standoff

A strange rustling sound quietly arose...