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

Mirajane hovered not far away, coldly scrutinizing the captain before him, who had just been reborn from a headless corpse and whose form was no longer related to the word "human".

His long, blood-red hair was wildly disheveled, and the pair of curved demon horns on his forehead gleamed with an ominous dark light. His four blood-red eyes were filled with the most primal savagery and greed.

Mirajane's voice was filled with undisguised disgust and alienation: "Shiki, you look so ugly it's disgusting!"

Faced with this sharp criticism, Shiki, who had transformed into the Red-Haired Demon, did not show any anger or embarrassment in his four blood-red eyes. Instead, a strange and inexplicable smile flashed across his face.

A strange laugh, like the cry of an owl, came from the depths of his fanged throat, a low, guttural sound: "Whoosh, hahaha, ugly."

His voice was like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing together, “You’re too young, Mirajane. You don’t understand. When you’re my age, you’ll understand how wonderful it is to have a vibrant and healthy body.”

His gaze swept over the equally aged white-bearded man on the Moby Dick below; aging was a shared nightmare for the strongmen of their era.

"Being a person is too tiring, especially being an old person. It's better to be an immortal ghost!"

"Get out!"

"For the sake of your precious little sister and brother, go and cause trouble for Akainu!"

"Perhaps when I'm in a better mood, I'll take pity on you and tell you some news about them..."

Before he finished speaking, an immense and overwhelming power of the Float-Float Fruit, like an invisible tsunami, suddenly erupted from Shikina's Red Demon body and struck Mirajane precisely.

Mirajane felt an irresistible force, like an invisible steel wall, slamming into his entire body.

Even with her powerful physique now awakened, she felt a sharp pain, as if all her bones and muscles were about to be shattered.

Her body was uncontrollably propelled backward by this force, so fast that she almost fell directly into the sea.

“This guy has become even stronger,” Mirajane forced herself to steady herself, her gaze towards Shiki filled with even greater apprehension.

She could sense that after Shiki transformed into this grotesque form, his control over the Float-Float Fruit and his physical strength had undergone a qualitative leap.

After casually flicking Mirajane away, Shiki slowly turned the hideous red demon head around. His four blood-red eyes swept across the area below, and countless Marines and pirates who witnessed him through Den Den Mushi screens or directly gasped in horror.

Shiki twisted his neck, making a cracking sound. After all, the newborn head wasn't the original, and his neck needed to get used to it.

He took a deep breath, savoring the vitality emanating from countless living beings filling the air. An uncontrollable hunger, like a toxic fire, burned within his newly formed stomach.

He couldn't help but stick out his dark red, barbed tongue and lick his lips; Shiki now craved fresh flesh and blood.

"I'm a little hungry..."

Below, in the naval formation, two naval officers who were fighting pirates suddenly cried out in alarm as their feet left the ground without warning.

An invisible force bound their bodies, forcibly pulling them out of the crowd like puppets on strings, and sending them soaring into the air. The capes behind the navy, symbols of justice, fluttered helplessly and wildly in the air.

"What happened?!"

"Help……"

Things happened so fast that even their colleagues couldn't react in time. In the blink of an eye, the two marines were dragged in front of Shiki the Red-Haired Demon, who was hovering in the air.

Shiki's left and right hands, like an eagle snatching chicks, precisely grabbed the necks of the two marines and lifted them high in front of him.

"Let...let go!" The two sailors, their throats gripped, turned a deep purple-red, their breathing becoming increasingly difficult.

They frantically swung their fists, covered in Armament Haki, raining down on Shiki's terrifying face.

boom! boom! boom!

The fist, imbued with the indomitable will of the naval officers and soldiers, struck Shiki squarely in the face with a dull thud.

An attack powerful enough to shatter rocks landed on Shiki's face, yet it didn't even leave a white mark. Instead, the prey's futile struggle only fueled the hunter's ferocity and pleasure.

"Struggle, fear, that will make the flesh and blood more delicious," Shiki's four blood-red eyes gleamed with a joyful yet cruel light as he slowly pulled the marine he was holding in his right hand closer to his mouth.

Let me taste what you're like.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his blood-red maw, and his two rows of sharp, saw-like teeth pierced the naval officer's carotid artery on the side of his neck.

Scalding blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly staining Shiki's hideous face and soaking his navy uniform. The navy man let out a shrill scream as his body convulsed violently.

Shiki's sharp teeth weren't just sucking blood; as the blood flowed in, the navy's robust body visibly withered and shrank.

All the essence of his muscles and bones, and even the primal energy of his life, were forcibly extracted by an evil force, turning into streaks of blood-red light that continuously flowed into Shiki's body, replenishing the hunger of his newborn form.

In less than thirty seconds, a living, strong naval officer was drained of his life force and reduced to a withered, dried-out human skin under the horrified gazes of everyone present.

The navy uniform, stained red with blood, hung loosely on him, like an abandoned tattered sack.

Shiki casually tossed the light, flimsy human skin down from the air as if it were trash. The skin and the navy uniform fell slowly and eerily in the wind, sending shivers down the spines of everyone who saw it.

When he turned those four blood-red eyes to the other marine he was holding in his left hand, the marine was already terrified by the hellish sight before him, and a foul-smelling liquid uncontrollably flowed down his crotch.

"Hmph!" Shiki's nose twitched as he smelled the unpleasant odor, and his face immediately showed extreme disgust.

"With such a cowardly attitude, how dare you be a navy officer?" His appetite was instantly ruined. Even as a ghost, he wouldn't eat just any garbage.

"If there's an afterlife, I don't want to be associated with the Warring States period again..."

With a sudden burst of force from his left hand, the sailor's throat was instantly crushed. Then, with his free right hand, he grabbed the sailor's hair and yanked it upwards.

A head, its face frozen in extreme terror, along with a bloody section of the spine, was forcibly pulled from the neck.

Warm blood rained down from the sky like a torrential downpour. "So satisfying...so satisfying!"

Humans and demons are two different species. The last vestige of humanity that Shiki had left was completely annihilated by Mirajane.