The female soldier standing in the center underwent a shocking transformation; her slender palm collapsed inward, spiraling into a pitch-black vortex.
To her right, the tall, lean man proved equally formidable, his body encasing itself in crystalline armor of ice.
The armor glinted coldly in the sunlight, every crystal a meticulously carved work of art refracting iridescent light.
With every step he took, the ground froze at an alarming rate, spiderweb-like frost spreading rapidly and turning everything in its path to solid ice.
Apoo's pupils contracted to pinpricks at this sudden turn of events.
His eyes widened in disbelief and terror.
"This... this can't be..."
The sonic shield before him trembled violently.
"You've got to be kidding..." Apoo stammered, wiping blood-flecked foam from his mouth. "The entire Marine squad are Logia ability users?!"
His eyes filled with shock, unable to accept the reality before him.
Nearby, Urouge's furious roar was abruptly cut off, as if an invisible hand had seized his throat.
The female soldier, darkness gathering in her palm, had materialized behind him like a ghost, her fingers digging into Urouge's bulging muscles.
"Dark Seal!"
Urouge struggled, but found his body bound by an immense force, leaving him completely immobilized.
"Rot-Rot: Decay!" The female soldier's voice rang out like a death sentence.
Urouge's bronze skin grayed rapidly from the point of contact, losing its luster like bark stripped of life.
His knotted muscles deflated like leaking balloons, his once-powerful frame withering away.
"Bastard!"
Refusing to accept defeat, Urouge mustered his final strength to swing his pillar at the female soldier.
However, his movement was deftly intercepted by the sudden appearance of the Ice-Ice Fruit user.
A chilling aura erupted from the marine's body, flashing along the weapon.
Urouge's upper body turned into an ice sculpture in a heartbeat; his skin became transparent and brittle, his frozen eyes reflecting boundless despair and fury.
Seeing an opening, the magma ability user charged forward without hesitation!
A crimson fist, carrying world-shattering force, pierced straight through Urouge's chest.
Under the intense heat, flesh and blood charred instantly, hissing like steak seared on a hot iron plate.
A bowl-sized hole burst open on Urouge's back, spraying blood across the ground.
Then, with a loud crack, the ice shattered.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Apoo knew he was in a desperate situation.
Forcing himself to focus, he activated his ability, attempting to slash through the two marines before him with sound blades.
The sonic attacks cut through the air, leaving silver trails and emitting sharp whistling shrieks.
However, the dark vortex of the third soldier acted like a bottomless black hole, absorbing every single sound blade.
"Do-re-mi~" Apoo gritted his teeth, struggling to push his powers.
But his body had reached its limit—the notes began to distort mid-air, losing their power.
The magma-infused brute showed no fear of the sound wave attacks; his body was of the Logia type.
Even if blasted apart, he would simply reform.
Step by step, the marine advanced toward Apoo, each footfall causing the ground to tremble.
Finally, he reached the pirate and crushed Apoo's hand with his bare grip.
Fingers made of molten magma, like red-hot iron rods, brutally pierced into Apoo's collarbone.
"AHHHHHH!!!" Apoo let out a piercing scream as his arm was incinerated, crumbling into a pile of ash.
The final image burned into his retina was overwhelming darkness surging toward him, engulfing him like a tidal wave.
He felt all the moisture in his body being violently sucked away, his skin shriveling and cracking, withering like a dried leaf.
An intense, searing heat enveloped him, as if he were wrapped in magma, every inch of his skin enduring excruciating pain.
He wanted to scream, but his vocal cords carbonized first.
What remained was a desiccated corpse with sunken eye sockets—a sight that would send chills down the spine of the bravest warrior.
Exactly three minutes later, the Marine Captain stepped over Apoo's weathered remains, his boot crushing a loose eyeball.
His face showed no expression, as if this were just another routine mission.
"Mission accomplished," he reported coldly into the Den Den Mushi.
Behind him, ten mutated soldiers swiftly cleared the battlefield, mercilessly destroying any who tried to flee.
Amid the burning ruins of the town, only the word "Justice" on the Marine coats flickered in and out of the flames.
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'Marine's Terrifying New Combat Power Triggers Drastic Shift in the Great Sea's Landscape'
At dawn, the sky of the New World was still veiled in a faint morning mist.
The fog drifted like a thin veil, gently enveloping the world in a mysterious, hazy hue.
In this tranquil moment, News Coos pierced through the gloom, scattering the latest edition of the World Economic News Post to every corner of the ocean.
The front page, still wet with ink, prominently featured a close-up photograph of Scratchmen Apoo's desiccated, mummy-like corpse, occupying one-third of the layout.
In the photo, his face was contorted, his skin displaying a nauseating grayish-white hue as if all vitality had been drained from him.
Every wrinkle seemed to narrate the terror and agony he had endured before his death.
On the other side, a stark contrast was formed by Urouge's charred chest, pierced through by magma.
His body lay sprawled on the ground, the wound horrifying to behold.
The charred skin emitted a pungent burnt smell even through the photo, and the surrounding blood had long congealed into dark red clots.
The scene in the background was even more gruesome.
Countless pirate corpses lay scattered everywhere, either carbonized or frozen into shattered ice fragments.
The entire battlefield had been cleared out, with no survivors left.
The crimson headlines stood out glaringly, like bloodstains against the pristine white paper:
'Navy's Terrifying New Combat Power!'
'Scratchmen Apoo and Urouge Annihilated!'
These bold characters carried an aura of bloodshed and slaughter, allowing everyone who saw the newspaper to instantly feel the overwhelming tension.
'Super Green Blood Potion Emerges, Shaking the Great Sea's Landscape!'
"The Navy... are they starting the reckoning?"
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