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

Iron Dragon Gajeel's domineering headbutt that shattered stars greatly boosted the morale of the pirates, but for the proud Marines, it was nothing short of a resounding slap in the face.

When did the navy, which upholds justice and protects the people, need to rely on a group of lawless pirates to ward off disaster?

If word gets out, wouldn't it make pirates all over the world laugh their heads off?

What will become of the navy's reputation?

Where is the authority of absolute justice?

Borsalino, who had been hovering in the air with an ever-changing expression, could no longer maintain his signature sleazy and leisurely demeanor.

He watched Gajeel crash into the meteorite with a deafening roar, and couldn't help but mutter again, "How terrifying... monster..."

The frustration and anger from being thwarted by Shiki's bizarre Devil Fruit release ability just now needed an outlet.

"We can't let the pirates steal the spotlight..."

Kizaru lazily dragged out his words, but the moment his voice fell, his figure transformed into a dazzling golden streak, shooting straight into the sky at a terrifying speed that was impossible for the naked eye to perceive.

If Iron Dragon can deal with the meteorites near Marineford, then Kizaru can go and deal with the higher, larger, and more threatening meteorite group.

Almost instantly, Kizaru appeared thousands of meters in the air. He stopped and looked up at the dense cluster of meteorites that were piercing through the atmosphere, carrying an aura of destruction.

Even he couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly, muttering under his breath, "That old madman Shiki. After unleashing his Devil Fruit powers, he really does whatever he wants..."

This is practically dragging down the entire Marineford region, and even all the creatures in this sea area, with them all being buried alive. In the eyes of history, human lives are nothing more than a number.

Thinking about his huge, unclaimed pension, and the series of troubles that might result from the destruction of the Naval Headquarters, such as unpaid wages and difficulties in reimbursement.

Kizaru felt it was necessary for him to contribute. Borsalino would never do anything that resulted in a loss.

His entire body became completely elementalized, transforming into an incomparably condensed and dazzling golden light, which was infinitely close to the speed of true light.

That golden light was no longer a simple straight line. In the dense meteorite cluster, it began to dazzle, flashing and leaping beyond the limits of physical laws.

Each flash signifies a lightning-fast kick imbued with terrifying energy, slamming into the core of a meteorite.

Because Kizaru's speed was so fast, most people on the battlefield below couldn't even see his exact figure.

All they could see was that the death meteor shower falling from the sky suddenly seemed to be paused, and without warning, the surface of each meteorite simultaneously emitted a blindingly strong golden light.

It was as if countless tiny suns were instantly ignited inside those meteorites.

This scene was both eerie and magnificent, with countless meteors shining with golden light, like a sacred ritual. Yet, within this beauty lay the ultimate destruction.

Rumble rumble rumble rumble—!

The next instant, a deafening explosion resounded continuously throughout the sky. At the same time, those huge meteorites were shattered into countless tiny, burning fragments by the terrifying light energy emanating from within.

The few fragments that were lucky enough not to be completely vaporized also experienced intense friction with the air as they passed through the thick atmosphere, eventually burning up completely. By the time they reached the bottom, only a few black pebbles the size of a fingernail remained.

Almost single-handedly, Kizaru neutralized the apocalyptic meteor shower summoned by Shiki in just a few breaths.

"Long live Admiral Kizaru!"

Justice will prevail!

A thunderous cheer erupted from the naval ranks below, greatly boosting the soldiers' morale and erasing the frustration of being overshadowed by the pirates.

"No...impossible!"

High in the sky, the red-haired demon Shiki let out a furious roar.

His four bloodshot eyes were fixed on the gradually dissipating embers of the explosion in the sky, his face filled with an incredulous ferocity.

"I will summon more meteors, I will make the entire Marineford pay for my rebirth!" Shiki went completely mad. He opened his arms, as if to communicate with the stars in the sky once again.

Kizaru, who had just finished clearing the area, re-formed in the air. Looking down at Shiki, who was acting like a madman, he knew very well that this was not a solution.

After Shiki unleashed his Float-Float Fruit power, he seemed to be able to continuously summon meteorites. However, his physical strength and energy were ultimately limited, and continuing to passively defend himself would only lead to his death from exhaustion.

The problem must be solved at its source!

Upon realizing this, a resolute killing intent flashed in Kizaru's eyes. His body transformed into a golden ray of light once again, not soaring into the sky, but instantly turning back in a way that defied human comprehension.

He pushed his speed to the limit, even distorting the surrounding light and space to some extent, making it impossible for more than 90% of people to react to his surprise attack.

While Shiki was still engrossed in his frenzied desire to summon more meteors, a voice, tinged with mockery and icy coldness, suddenly rang in his ear: "Have you ever been kicked at the speed of light?"

Shiki's four blood-red eyes suddenly shrank to pinpoints, and a deadly sense of crisis instantly washed over his entire body like ice water.

He tried to dodge, tried to use his floating power to defend himself, but it was too late.

The speed of light is an absolute speed in a conceptual sense. At such a close distance, the attack would have already occurred the moment he heard the sound.

A golden leg shadow, seemingly born from nothingness, carrying light and kinetic energy condensed to the extreme, landed solidly on Shiki's newly grown, ferocious red-haired demon head in an incomprehensible way, ignoring the floating force field that had been protecting Shiki and distorting his attack trajectory.

With a dull thud, Shiki's head, along with half of his shoulder, exploded like a rotten watermelon struck by a heavy hammer, under the impact of the golden leg shadow.

The foul-smelling, dark red blood and bone fragments, mixed with brain matter, splattered wildly in all directions.

Kizaru's figure slowly materialized beside Shiki's headless remains. He maintained his sideways kicking posture, his face still bearing that slightly lewd expression, his eyes coldly fixed on the headless corpse that had not yet fallen.

Kizaru clicked his tongue slightly, his tone carrying a hint of expected helplessness, as well as a hint of disbelief and solemnity: "As expected... I still can't kill him?"

All that could be seen on Shiki's mangled body, at the broken neck and the wound on his shoulder, were countless disgusting, earthworm-like growths writhing and growing wildly.

New bones, muscles, and blood vessels are being rapidly reconstructed at a speed that defies the laws of life.

At this rate, it probably won't take more than a few dozen seconds for a completely new and even uglier head to grow back.

"This immortal body is really troublesome~" Kizaru retracted his leg, stroked his chin, and didn't understand how to kill this kind of monster.

Kizaru has never directly clashed with the Knights of God, so he wouldn't know that Conqueror's Haki has a certain restraint effect on immortality. This crucial information is known only to those involved in the God Valley incident.