The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

The moment Akainu Sakazuki transformed into a crimson meteor and soared into the sky without hesitation, almost everyone in the tilted and chaotic Marineford battlefield who could still remain conscious, whether they were marines or pirates, involuntarily turned their gaze to that resolute figure.

Shiki the Golden Lion hovered in the air, watching Sakazuki charging straight at him. Instead of dodging, his eyes blazed with even more excitement and cruelty.

Once upon a time, Captain Rocks had killed a naval admiral, earning him a fearsome reputation. Shiki the Golden Lion believed himself to be second to none.

If we can kill a naval admiral here today, it will undoubtedly be the best sacrifice to announce his triumphant return to the world!

"Well done, you little magma brat! Use your head to pay tribute to my comeback. If Rocks can do it, why can't I, Golden Lion?" Shiki laughed wildly, gripping Mikazuki Munechika in both hands, and terrifying sword energy began to gather.

As Sakazuki ascended, his powerful Observation Haki split in two, one half locking onto Shiki, guarding against his surprise attack.

The other half was focused on sensing the cataclysmic disaster that had been forcibly pulled from outer space and was falling at a terrifying speed—that enormous meteorite!

Under the continuous pull of Shiki's awakened Float-Float Fruit power, the meteorite fell at an abnormally fast speed.

It rubs violently against the atmosphere, causing its surface to ignite with towering, eerie green flames, leaving a trail of blazing heat that stretches for tens of kilometers.

Fragments of the meteorite continue to fall away, but the core remains despairingly large; it has broken through the stratosphere and entered the troposphere.

Above Marineford, the sunlight was quickly blocked out, and a huge, burning shadow, like a curtain of death, enveloped everyone's heart.

The shadow rapidly magnified in the field of vision, and the oppressive feeling made the air thick and heavy, suffocating.

Even the most ordinary soldier could instinctively sense that the meteorite was probably several times larger than the entire island of Marineford, and that once it hit, no one would survive.

"Shiki...unleash your last madness, and everything will end after today."

Even Edward Newgate, with his white beard, frowned deeply, his hand gripping Murakumogiri gleaming with a powerful white light, ready to strike at any moment.

He originally thought Shiki just wanted to overthrow the island, but he never expected his old friend to be so crazy.

He wanted to drag everyone on the battlefield, including himself, down with him to complete the most grand and insane funeral of his own, Shiki the Golden Lion.

Golden Lion showed no intention of dodging. He stood directly beneath the shadow of the meteorite, laughing wildly, as if welcoming the final destruction and wanting to witness the Navy Admiral's desperate struggle in the face of natural disaster.

Yamato and her colleagues were in an airship that was underpowered and could not fly out of the area where the meteorite struck.

But even as these journalists faced death, though their bodies trembled and their eyes flashed with tears of fear, they remained steadfast in their broadcasting posts, wanting to leave behind precious images for the world, so that even their deaths would be worthwhile.

"Is this the old monster from the old era? Kaido was quite fortunate to have stood alongside these monsters," Yamato said, his camera equipment slung over his shoulder, aimed at the rising figure of Admiral Akainu.

Kaido's son, to some extent, harbored expectations for the Navy Admirals. It's rather ironic that the son of a pirate would hope that the Navy's top combat force could turn the tide.

However, in the world of One Piece, the strong are always worthy of respect, regardless of their stance. The charm that the strong demonstrate through their strength will always attract the admiring gaze of the weak.

The crimson meteor that Sakazuki transformed into faced the crisscrossing slash wave unleashed by Shiki the Golden Lion, a slash powerful enough to cut through mountains. Surprisingly, he neither dodged nor avoided it, but instead crashed straight into it.

"Is he courting death?"

This thought has crossed the minds of countless people.

Unbeknownst to them, in the instant Sakazuki soared into the sky without hesitation, his main consciousness had already been drawn into a spiritual realm unique to him, containing the original power of the Devil Fruit—the Pure Land of One Heart.

This is not a peaceful place, but a scene of apocalypse. The sky above Yixin Pure Land is eternally dark red, filled with pungent sulfurous fumes.

The earth was cracked and riddled with countless pits of varying sizes, each of which endlessly spewed out scorching lava, and fiery rivers roared and surged.

In the heart of this pristine land stands the largest and most active volcano, whose every breath causes the entire space to tremble.

In the boiling, bottomless magma pool of the volcano, a huge figure is slowly emerging.

It is not a physical entity, but an existence composed of the purest and most violent lava and the will to destroy—Murgas the Lava Mantis, the demonic incarnation within the Magma Fruit.

It resembles a demon god emerging from mythology, its body flowing with golden magma, exuding an ancient and terrifying aura.

Sakazuki's consciousness stood on the edge of the volcano, gazing up at the colossal presence, his will as strong as steel: "Give me your power!"

His voice echoed in this pure land, "I will keep my promise and help you kill Nika."

This was a pact between him and the demon within him, a vow to hunt down Nika in exchange for more power from the Devil Fruit.

The head of the Molten One, Murgas, made of magma and with an indistinct face, turned slightly, as if scrutinizing this tiny yet determined human.

It didn't say much, because the will to destroy and trample was its language: "As you wish...humanity."

An ancient sound, seemingly from the depths of the earth, a mixture of boiling magma and the rumble of the earth, resounded.

The next moment, a colossal hand, entirely composed of dark red magma with flowing golden patterns, suddenly emerged from the crater.

This hand was so large that it seemed to be able to grasp a mountain, containing the most primal power to incinerate all things. The giant hand did not destroy Sakazuki, but gently held his human consciousness.

Sakazuki, held in the palm of the hand, did not feel the burning pain. Instead, he felt a connection to the lava, as if he belonged to the lava itself.

"Go... trample, destroy, and burn away all obstacles. With this power, fulfill your vow to me!"

Murghese's voice was like a vow, pouring an unprecedented, extremely violent primal force into Sakazuki's consciousness and even his physical body in the real world.

At this moment, Admiral Akainu finally kicked open the door to the awakening of his Logia-type Devil Fruit, and the Magma-Magma Fruit within him underwent a qualitative transformation.

Sakazuki himself never imagined that he would accomplish such an unprecedented feat.