"Secret Art: Divine Descent Wave!"
Shamrock's technique was a secret art he had derived from Rokushiki. It resembled Lucci's Rokuogan, but its power far surpassed Lucci's Enies Lobby period—closer to the level he displayed during Whole Cake Island.
Boom!! Crack—
Shamrock stared in disbelief at his twisted arm!
Yes, his arm had twisted grotesquely. The move he was so proud of had been utterly crushed in a single exchange before that bizarre dual-person fist technique!
He was completely outmatched.
"Tap tap tap…"
After shattering Shamrock's secret art, the two Vane figures' fists didn't stop. Punch after punch, palm after palm, they continued blasting forward. Shamrock's body became like a glass ornament smashed onto the ground.
He was sent flying back in pieces.
An ordinary person would have died on the spot from injuries like that. But Shamrock was clearly no ordinary man.
As Vane's attacking clone dissipated—unlike Lilith's Blood Demon Art clones that could persist, his would vanish the moment their energy was expended—
"Sure enough… another monster."
Shamrock's shattered body began to reassemble as though time itself were reversing upon him. Broken limbs fused back together.
This was the immortal body of the God's Knights… It seemed Shamrock had already been granted power by Imu.
His father was the commander of the God's Knights, and his own strength had already reached the threshold of becoming a formal member. With his father's backing, joining officially had not been difficult.
"Damn you! You actually dared to damage my body!"
Shamrock's recovery speed wasn't as fast as expected—far inferior to Vane's demon body.
"I'm really curious whether you so-called immortal monsters are truly immortal."
With a flash, Vane appeared in front of Shamrock. At that moment, Shamrock's body was only halfway restored. Vane shaped his hand like a blade, coating it in his strongest Armament Haki, and carved a Z-shaped trajectory across Shamrock's body.
"You—!!"
Shamrock's body shattered again, and not a drop of blood flowed.
Vane was treating him like a test subject. Sooner or later, he would most likely face the God's Knights again. He might as well experiment now and figure out how to inflict real damage on their bodies.
"Looks like ordinary Armament Haki doesn't work very well on you either… Then what about Conqueror's Haki?"
Vane hadn't mastered infusion yet. He released a wave of Conqueror's Haki pressure toward Shamrock, and Shamrock's recovery speed noticeably slowed.
"So Conqueror's Haki has some effect. Pity I haven't learned infusion yet."
"This is power bestowed upon me by the great God! How could a lowly pirate like you possibly comprehend such greatness!"
Relying on the immortal body granted by Imu to barely survive under Vane's hands, yet still this arrogant.
"You really think I have no way to deal with you?"
Vane exhaled a breath of Netherworld Mist into his palm. An ice blade formed instantly in his hand.
Back when he saw Aokiji pluck a blade of grass and blow out an ice sword, Vane had found it odd. With Aokiji's ability, plucking grass was unnecessary—almost redundant.
Coating the ice blade in Armament Haki, Vane directly severed one of Shamrock's arms.
"It's useless. No matter how you damage my body—"
Shamrock was about to mock him further when he saw Vane activate his ability, freezing the severed arm inside a block of ice.
Shamrock froze in shock.
"I observed your recovery mechanism. If I burn you to ashes, you could probably regenerate flesh and replace lost limbs. But if I cut them off and restrain them—will you grow new ones?"
Apparently not.
"In that case, this is simple. I'm not some devil. I'll just neatly remove your four limbs and seal them in ice."
"Then toss your torso into the sea… Would seawater kill you?"
"If it doesn't, that's fine too. You'll just endlessly experience drowning, dying, reviving, and drowning again."
A pirate. An absolutely evil pirate! Doesn't this man have a D in his name? Why does he feel even more dangerous than those who do?
Vane was about to sever another arm when he heard a sharp sound rapidly approaching.
With a flap of his wings, he left his original spot. At the same time, he hurled the ice blade in his hand—whether it worked or not, he intended to give Shamrock another cut.
But this strike ultimately failed. Countless thorny vines surged up like serpents, wrapping around Shamrock protectively.
"How embarrassing. This mission is a failure. Once we return, we'll need to raise his threat assessment."
Saint Sommers appeared above Shamrock's frozen arm. With a tap of his sword against the ice, he shattered it and freed the limb.
Sommers himself bore injuries. From shoulder to abdomen was a slash that had nearly split him in two, and it was steadily regenerating.
Under the joint assault of Fujitora and Moria, rushing over to rescue Shamrock had naturally cost him something. But to him, it was merely a trivial wound—soon healed.
"Gehehehe~~ The God's Knights… truly monsters, huh!"
Neither Fujitora nor Moria had anticipated such an ability. Even if their bodies were smashed to fragments, they could recover… How were they supposed to win against that?
"So troublesome… The World Government really does possess power beyond common understanding."
While grumbling, Fujitora and Moria retreated to Vane's side, taking up a standoff formation.
"Cerberus, return."
The hellhound entangled with the two Liliths had long been irritated by the flying Lilith's harassment. Now, receiving the order to withdraw, it spat several bursts of flame before returning to Sommers' side.
"Saint Sommers, we can still fight."
Having reattached his arm, Shamrock still wanted to continue.
"That's enough, Shamrock. The two of us might genuinely end up with our limbs cut off and thrown into the sea… You've only just obtained this power. Don't actually die here."
Shamrock had gained this power just a month ago. Fortunately, he had applied to the Five Elders for leave and avoided going out, giving him time to adapt.
If he had been more proactive and rushed out the moment orders arrived, bringing Shamrock here immediately—wouldn't Shamrock have been crippled here today?
It seemed his laziness had saved Shamrock's life. Perhaps he could request merit from the commander upon returning.
"But—"
"No buts. This is the Five Elders' order. If we can't win, we return and report."
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