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

High in the sky, Shiki the Golden Lion's four crimson eyes coldly watched the breathtaking scene unfolding on the distant sea.

Enel's incarnation as the mighty Takemikazuchi was instead hurled like a sandbag at the Venom Skull monster that Magellan had transformed into, controlled by Akainu.

The intense energy conflict instantly transformed that sea area into a death zone where thunderstorms and venom intertwined.

"Hmph, what a piece of trash," Shiki snorted coldly, a hint of exasperation flashing across his scaly face.

Enel, despite possessing immense lightning power, is so inexperienced in combat and adaptability that he easily fell for Akainu's treacherous schemes.

If he, Golden Lion, possessed such a top-tier Logia-type ability, he would have already turned the Marine Headquarters upside down. Thinking of this, he had to admit that Logia-type Devil Fruits were indeed the undisputed overlord among the three types of fruits.

In the early versions without Haki, relying on elemental transformation made them almost invincible. Even when encountering top-tier Haki in the later stages, their Devil Fruits became even more invincible after awakening.

Shiki had no time to care about Enel's life or death at the moment. Anyway, with the support of the thundercloud, that guy wouldn't die anytime soon and was struggling to rebuild his Thor's body next to the venom.

His attention instantly locked onto another part of the battlefield below, where his right hand, covered in black ghost claws, casually stretched forward, its five fingers slightly bent.

A superbly crafted Float-Float Fruit ability shot out with the precision of an invisible thread, instantly anchoring itself in the plaza area onto a figure sealed by thick ice—none other than Mirajane, one of his capable subordinates.

Kuzan Aokiji, who was doing his best to restrain Whitebeard, suddenly frowned. He clearly felt that the ice he had applied to Mirajane was being forcibly pulled away by a powerful external force.

The ice sculpture suddenly detached from the ground and soared into the sky at an extremely fast speed, hovering in front of Shiki the Golden Lion in the blink of an eye.

"What do you want to do, old man?" A sense of foreboding rose in Aokiji's heart, and the chill around him intensified as he stared intently at Shiki in the air.

Shiki completely ignored Aokiji's vigilance. His four eerie ghost eyes stared intently through the transparent ice layer at the woman inside the ice sculpture, who was still struggling.

"Miraj, show us what you're really capable of..."

Shiki's voice, with a seductive, hoarse magic, pierced through the ice and resounded deep within Mirajane's heart, "How long are you going to sleep? Don't you want to know where your sister is? Only by living can you have everything!"

As if its most sensitive nerves had been stimulated, the ice sculpture, which should have been powerless to resist under Aokiji's absolute freezing, suddenly experienced a subtle mental fluctuation.

Beneath the ice, Mirajane's tightly closed eyelids began to tremble violently, as if she were about to force them open at any moment.

A powerful force of resentment, anger, and unwavering devotion to loved ones is frantically assaulting the outer layer of ice, causing even the seemingly indestructible surface of ice to begin to show minute cracks.

“Your family is your greatest obsession; amplify that power,” Shiki chuckled knowingly.

He then raised his head, his four ghostly eyes piercing through the chaotic battlefield, gazing at the lava demon roaring on the sea. A cunning glint flashed in his eyes. "Let me give you one more hand."

Shiki laughed wildly, "Use the passion of another general to melt away the coldness within you, unleash your power, Mirajane, and then go find the answer you seek."

Before he could finish speaking, Shiki, holding the ice sculpture's ghostly claw, suddenly swung it forward—whoosh!

The enormous ice sculpture encasing Mirajane, like a cannonball, pierced the sky with a sharp whistling sound, shooting straight towards the lava demon god radiating monstrous heat in the distance.

The closer one gets to the Lava Demon, the higher the surrounding temperature becomes, and the air is filled with the pungent smell of sulfur. The extreme heat contrasts sharply with Aokiji's freezing power.

Crack! The solid ice on the surface of the ice sculpture began to melt and evaporate rapidly under the terrifying heat.

Large amounts of white steam rose up, and the ice layer thinned at a visible speed, soon revealing that the Mirajah woman inside was not yet fully awake, her beautiful face contorted with pain, as if she were still dreaming.

"You damn Golden Lion, are you sending her to her death?!"

Akainu, who was at the core of the Lava Demon God, naturally noticed the uninvited guest who was rapidly approaching. He frowned, his heart filled with confusion and anger.

He couldn't understand what Shiki was planning. This woman named Mirajane was physically strong, but ultimately she couldn't compare to a monster like Kaido.

In her current unprepared state, if she were to actually collide with the lava body or be touched by the surrounding magma, she would probably be instantly burned to ashes. This is not a rescue, but a blatant murder.

Just as the last trace of ice on Mirajane's body was completely evaporated by the terrifying heat emanating from the Lava Demon God, her fair skin could even feel the scorching pain of the magma.

A powerful and precise force, like a pair of invisible hands, suddenly struck her waist; it was Shiki the Golden Lion in the distance who had made the timely move.

Mirajane groaned, her descent abruptly halted. Her body was forcibly pulled back by the force, suspending her in mid-air just tens of meters away from the Lava Demon. The scorching heat wave hit her face, causing her beautiful hair to dry rapidly.

The stark contrast of surviving the ordeal left her gasping for breath, her entire body soaked in cold sweat and melted ice water, outlining a breathtaking silhouette.

Previously, she had been sealed by Aokiji's Absolute Freeze. The despair of being conscious but unable to feel any warmth and unable to move seemed to have frozen her soul.

Even though she possessed the ability to receive demonic energy, she still appeared so insignificant in the face of the extreme cold of nature.

This sense of defeat, like a poisonous thorn, pierced deep into her heart, causing her to automatically revert to her original human form due to the instability in her heart, abandoning the demon form she had always relied on.

“Just because Kuzan didn’t kill you doesn’t mean I won’t kill you,” came Akainu Sakazuki’s chilling snort from deep within the core of the Lava Demon God.

He completely disregarded and had no interest in such infighting among pirates.

In his dictionary, all pirates, regardless of gender or strength, are evils that must be eradicated. Under absolute justice, there is no need for any pity or discrimination.

A massive, mountain-sized lava hand, made of boiling magma and carrying a devastating heatwave, slammed down mercilessly towards Mirajane, who was still in a daze.

Even before the giant hand arrived, the intense heat, enough to melt steel, already distorted the air around Mirajane. If this hand were to strike her directly, even a demon's body would instantly be reduced to charcoal.