A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

The black and red lightning, like a wildly dancing demonic serpent, darted wildly between the two, tearing a huge hole in the clouds in the sky.

A visible circular shockwave spread wildly from the two people, forcibly pressing a huge crater with a diameter of over a kilometer into the sea below.

The Moby Dick and the naval flagship were propelled hundreds of meters backward by the terrifying aftershocks, and the crew members were thrown about by the force.

Chapter 107 Kuzan vs. Marco

Wow! My butt!

Gatz plopped down on the ground, feeling like his bones were about to fall apart.

Dorum clung tightly to the helm, watching the ship groan and groan as the impact caused the ship to creak and groan. His face drained of color, and he let out a desperate wail.

"Here we go again! My memory alloy armor! It's crying! It says it feels like it's about to crack!"

Meanwhile, the young men on the naval flagship were terrified by this scene of gods fighting, their faces turning pale.

Only Kuzan, using ice to create a foothold beneath his feet, steadied himself, his gaze fixed solemnly on the two demonic figures in the distance, muttering to himself, "Is this... the battle at the pinnacle of the world...?"

After the attack, both Garp and Newgate were knocked back.

Garp somersaulted in mid-air and landed steadily on the deck of his flagship. He shook his slightly numb fists, but his face was beaming with a thoroughly enjoyable smile: "Hahaha! That was exhilarating! That was so exhilarating! Whitebeard, your power has grown even stronger!"

Newgate laughed too: "Your fists are still as hard as ever, Karp!"

The way these two old acquaintances greeted each other was so simple and unpretentious.

"Men! Stop watching! Charge!"

Garp roared at the Marines behind him.

"Yes!"

The naval fleet shifted its formation instantly, with warships on the flanks adjusting their guns in preparation for a barrage of fire.

On the flagship, several battle-hardened vice admirals drew their weapons, ready to join the battle.

"Oh my gosh! It's finally my turn!"

Gatz roared excitedly, grabbed the anchor, and prepared to jump ship.

"Your opponent is me!"

A cold voice suddenly came from the sea.

Kuzan had somehow left the flagship and was now leisurely riding a bicycle made of ice on the sea.

Wherever he passed, the sea surface instantly froze into a crystal-clear ice path.

"Ice Age!"

Kuzan pressed his hands against the sea surface, and a bone-chilling cold spread wildly from him.

Click, click, click!

In just a few breaths, the sea area spanning several thousand meters was completely frozen into a boundless ice field!

The Moby Dick was also trapped in place by the sudden ice, unable to move.

"what?!"

Gatz stared in astonishment at the several-meter-thick layer of ice beneath his feet, his mouth agape.

"This guy... is an ability user?"

"Arara, were you scared?"

Kuzan pushed up his non-existent glasses, a lazy smile on his face, but his eyes were unusually sharp.

"Your ship is frozen in place. Surrender now."

"You little brat?"

Just as Gates was about to shatter the ice, a figure rushed out even faster than him.

"Dad, leave this guy to me, yOi!"

It's Marco!

Azure flames erupted from his body, and with a clear cry, he transformed into a magnificent and extraordinary phoenix. With a flap of his wings, carrying a warm and powerful life force, he flew straight towards Kuzan on the ice!

"Oh? A mythical beast? Interesting."

A hint of surprise flashed in Kuzan's eyes. He raised his right hand and made a fist at the charging phoenix.

"Ice Cube·Storm Pheasant Mouth!"

A giant, lifelike ice bird made of ice appeared out of thin air, opening its sharp beak to meet the ball of blue flame.

The first clash between ice and fire occurred with a deafening roar, witnessed by everyone!

boom!

There was no explosion as expected; instead, a strange reaction occurred the instant the blue flames and the giant ice bird made contact.

The ice bird's chill could not freeze the regenerative flames that possessed life force, nor could Mar's flames melt the ice formed by extreme low temperatures.

The two forces eroded and annihilated each other, eventually turning into billowing white steam that enveloped the two figures.

"What a troublesome ability, yOi."

As the steam dissipated, Marco's figure reappeared in mid-air. He looked at the unharmed Kuzan with a solemn expression.

"Each each other."

Kuzan's tone became more serious: "Your flames seem to be able to nullify damage?"

While the two were locked in a standoff, other battles had already broken out.

Gatz roared and leaped onto the ice, facing the combined attack of three vice admirals.

With each swing of the giant anchor in his hand, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the solid ice surface, displaying unparalleled dominance.

Silver then engaged in battle with a swordsman admiral wielding a famous sword.

His marksmanship was unpredictable and ghostly, while his opponent's swordsmanship was powerful and steady. The two moved swiftly across the ice, leaving behind deep slash marks and gun marks.

Dorum was sweating profusely with anxiety. He was directing a few hastily recruited laborers to try to melt the ice that had frozen the ship's rudder with a steam gun, while muttering to himself.

"Oh my god! What if the soul wood at the bottom of the ship freezes and breaks? The repair costs will be way over budget!"

On the highest battlefield, Newgate and Karp's battle begins once again.

This time, they chose the vast ice plains as the battlefield.

"Iron Fist - Meteorite!"

"Thunderous Emperor - Sky Rift!"

Each collision caused the entire ice field to groan and tremble, and bottomless chasms spread out beneath their feet, as if to tear this frozen world apart completely.

In the kitchen, Ryan calmly observed everything through the observation window.

His attention was mainly focused on the battle between Marco and Kuzan.

"A battle between ice and life force..."

Ryan quickly jotted down notes in his notebook.

"Kuzan's Devil Fruit ability is essentially to strip away heat and stop the movement of molecules in matter, while the Phoenix Flame is pure life energy, which is the most active manifestation of molecular movement."

"In theory, the two are in a perfect state of restraint, but it seems that neither of them has developed enough yet; it's just a superficial clash."

A completely new menu was rapidly forming in Ryan's mind.

"If we could strengthen Mar by using ingredients that contain the ultimate fire element energy, such as the heart of a lava dragon, and then combine it with sunflower nectar that can stimulate cell activity..."

"Perhaps, it can give that blue flame the temperature to truly melt everything."

Just as Raine was deep in thought, the situation on the battlefield changed once again.

Kuzan seemed to find the fight with Marco too time-consuming, and he suddenly clasped his hands together.

"Frozen Moment!"

An even more terrifying chill erupted instantly. This time, the chill did not spread but condensed into countless tiny ice needles, covering the Moby Dick from all directions!

He actually wanted to turn the entire ship, along with all the people on board, into an eternal ice sculpture!

"not good!"

Newgate's expression changed, and he was about to retreat to defend.

"Hahaha! You dare to get distracted while fighting me!"

Karp seized the opportunity and delivered a powerful punch to Newgate's open goal.

At this critical moment, a calm voice resounded throughout the battlefield via the ship's public address system.

"I already told you not to disturb the chef's work."

The moment the words fell, a dazzling golden light, as brilliant as the sun, burst forth from the kitchen of the Moby Dick!

The light was intense and domineering, filled with an aura of destruction.

All the ice needles that attacked the Moby Dick were instantly vaporized and turned into gas in mid-air as if they had met their nemesis under the golden light!

Kuzan's pupils contracted sharply as he stared incredulously at the pirate ship.

Chapter 108 Renn Makes a Move

The golden light was so pure and so domineering, like a miniature sun rising slowly in the kitchen of the Moby Dick.

It lacked the space-tearing power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, and the domineering will of Conqueror's Haki, but the primal and scorching life energy it contained sent a shiver down the spines of everyone present.

Kuzan's pupils contracted to their maximum size in that instant.

His extremely cold aura, which he was so proud of and which could freeze the sea, was as fragile as ice and snow that had encountered their natural enemy when illuminated by that golden light. It was instantly evaporated and vaporized in mid-air, leaving not even a trace of white mist.

How can this be? !

His Ice Age, his Frozen Moment, is the essence of his Logia-type Devil Fruit power—absolute zero, which strips all things of heat and brings their molecular motion to a state of death!

But that golden light was like an inexhaustible source of heat, the ultimate expression of life's movement!

The two are essentially perfect nemesis, and at this moment, his ice seemed so insignificant in the face of this light.

"Who...who is it?!"

Kuzan's voice trembled slightly as he stared intently at the location of the Moby Dick's kitchen, trying to discern the source of the dazzling light.

Not only him, but everyone on the battlefield was stunned by this sudden scene.

Garp, who was locked in a fierce battle with Newgate, found his movements involuntarily slowing down by half a beat.

He turned his head and looked at the pirate ship shrouded in golden light, a serious look appearing in his usually cynical eyes.

"This breath..."

He could sense that although the power was immense, it was completely different from the domineering and unparalleled power of Whitebeard's vibrations. It was more restrained, more pure, and... more dangerous.

"Gu la la la la..."

Newgate punched Karp away, then looked towards his own kitchen with a complex smile that was a mixture of pride and helplessness.

"That brat finally couldn't resist and made a move, huh? I told him to stay in the kitchen and not to break the new pot."

The golden light slowly dissipated.

At the kitchen door of the Moby Dick, a slightly thin figure stood quietly.

He was dressed in a clean chef's uniform, even holding a long-handled ladle in his hand, with his ever-present, calm expression.

It was Rennes.

He glanced around at the deck, which was covered with a thin layer of frost from the Kuzan chill, and then at the several sauce jars cracked by the cold at the kitchen door. His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He doesn't like his kitchen to be disturbed in any way, especially the low-temperature environment that can affect the preservation of food.

"It's you?"

Kuzan looked at the boy, who looked to be only a teenager, his eyes filled with disbelief.

That terrifying power that was enough to evaporate his frozen state just now was actually emitted by this brat?