"Damn it, what kind of ability user are you?!"
His attacks were once again ineffective, and Shiki finally couldn't hold it together. If he had faced someone with a superior Devil Fruit, that would've been understandable—but what was with all these different abilities?
At Shiki's furious question, Chiga put on a thoughtful expression and answered solemnly, "I ate the Devil Fruit Family Platter."
Devil Fruit Family Platter? What the hell was that? Shiki looked genuinely confused, not realizing Chiga was mocking him.
Chiga smiled cryptically, his Rinnegan narrowing on Shiki. "It means… this."
A beat passed—then suddenly, Shiki's upper clothing erupted into a violent explosion, blood splattering across his skin.
Caught off guard and without time to coat his body in Busoshoku Haki (Armament Haki), Shiki was clearly injured by the surprise blast.
Chiga had just used a technique gained by absorbing the Pop Pop Fruit, detonating inorganic matter within his line of sight. With his Rinnegan, even something as subtle as a glance could trigger an ability.
Panicked, Shiki hastily hardened his lower half with Haki. If his pants exploded like his top, he'd be utterly humiliated. How would the other legends of the old era even look at him?
Chiga, for his part, thought the reaction was unnecessary.
He hadn't targeted Shiki's pants out of decency—it was simply because he had no interest in seeing anything obscene. Kalifa and Ain were still watching from the warship, after all.
"It's not over yet. ROOM: Shambles."
Shiki's body flickered for a second as if phasing out, then stabilized—but his expression turned ugly.
"Damn it. What was that just now? It felt like an invisible force tried to teleport me!"
Chiga crossed his arms and nodded.
He had attempted to use Shambles to directly toss Shiki into the ocean, but it had failed.
As expected... opponents with strong Haki resist ROOM manipulation without enhanced ocular power. Despite his decline, Shiki had once rivaled Roger. The foundation was still there.
Chiga couldn't help but wonder where all this strength had gone when Shiki fought Luffy. Maybe the rudder stuck in his head really did mess with his brain.
Shiki noticed Chiga wasn't attacking and instead looked lost in thought. Rage surged within him.
This brat is seriously zoning out during a battle with me?!
With a roar, Shiki charged, swinging his leg in a deadly arc.
Chiga calmly looked up, shaped his hand into a finger gun, and aimed at Shiki's chest.
Shiki's Kenbunshoku Haki (Observation Haki) screamed a late warning. He twisted to evade, but his left arm was hit.
With a groan, he clutched his arm mid-air. There were no external wounds, but inside, muscle, bone, and nerves had been shattered. That arm was now completely useless.
ROOM: Shoot—a piercing internal damage technique—had once been used by Trafalgar Law. But Chiga had evolved it, fusing it with the explosive properties of the Bomu Bomu no Mi.
If Law's version was an armor-piercing bullet, then Chiga's was that—plus an internal detonation.
Shiki might have dodged it, but his precognition had dulled with age. He had taken the attack full force.
Chiga casually flicked his hand. "Interrupting someone's thoughts mid-battle... very rude, Shiki."
"You monster... what do you think this is?! A fight or an experiment?!"
"That's right," Chiga replied coldly. "Trash from the old era like you shouldn't be polluting the sea anymore. Those beasts on your island... you planned to release them into East Blue, didn't you?"
He scoffed. "Using you as an experiment is doing you a favor."
"You brat... I'm the Golden Lion Shiki! Don't you know my name?!"
Chiga spread his arms mockingly. "Never heard of you."
"RAAAAAH! You bastard! Lion: Rend the Valley!"
Shiki, now completely unhinged, unleashed a frenzy of golden air slashes with both legs.
Chiga instantly moved in front of the warship. A surge of dark purple chakra erupted around him, and a towering spectral warrior formed, its wings spreading wide.
Kalifa, Ain, and even Shiki were stunned silent by the oppressive aura radiating from the giant.
This was Chiga's Perfect Susanoo, standing at over 300 meters tall. He hovered inside the head of the giant, glaring down at Shiki.
"Oh, right—you're a swordsman. Try this."
The Susanoo unsheathed its blade, glowing with crackling purple energy, and unleashed a massive horizontal slash.
Shiki's golden waves of slashes clashed against the purple blade mid-air. The sky tore open with blinding light.
Kalifa and the others instinctively shielded their eyes.
When the light faded, the sea had split apart at the collision point. Twin waterfalls cascaded downward from a giant chasm, an unnatural fissure that refused to close.
And all of it... was just the aftermath of their clash.
"Ha... ha... you really are a monster," Shiki panted. He was drenched in blood, clearly the loser of the exchange.
Chiga hovered above him, arms crossed, his expression unreadable.
To him, Shiki was no threat—just a relic of a failed era, a broken pirate clinging to faded glory.
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