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

Roger Cheney and Akaza, two monsters with vastly different auras yet equally terrifying, faced each other across the shattered ground.

The surrounding navy and pirates wisely retreated to a large open area, forming an invisible buffer zone.

Everyone knows that when powerful individuals of this caliber clash, even a mere glancing blow from the aftershocks can result in serious injury or even death, which is no exaggeration.

Akaza is skilled in unarmed combat; no weapon in his hands can match the dexterity of his honed fists and feet.

Facing this powerful enemy with an eerie aura and unpredictable strength, he adopted that ancient starting stance.

He took a deep breath, and the condensed power within him, which he named Battle Qi, burst forth from his body.

"Om-!!"

Centered on himself, a cold and sharp aura suddenly unfolded, and a complex and exquisite snowflake-shaped array pattern instantly appeared on the ground beneath his feet, precisely covering the twelve surrounding directions.

Destruction Kill: Compass - This is the absolute foundation of Akaza's battle mode!

Through this special formation constructed with battle aura, he can keenly sense and capture the aura emanating from his opponents, and amplify it infinitely.

Once this move is activated, Akaza will act like the pointer of a compass, drawn by an invisible magnetic force, and launch an optimal attack on the weakest and most unstable part of the opponent's body, which is the fatal weakness of the human body.

This is a terrifying technique that pushes combat intuition and energy perception to their absolute limits.

Roger Cheney lowered his head and glanced quietly at the shimmering snowflakes at his feet.

His face, half black and half white, still didn't reveal much emotion, except for a fleeting look in his normal left eye.

The half-human, half-ghost monster in front of him seemed to have some real skills, but he was too lazy to investigate further; what the monster's abilities were didn't matter.

Akaza's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. His formation, in the first instant, failed to clearly pinpoint any obvious weaknesses in Roger Cheney.

The other party's aura is too strange!

The coexistence of two contradictory auras of calm and restlessness seems to be a constantly antagonistic whole, making it impossible to find a clear boundary between strengths and weaknesses like ordinary humans or other living beings.

"I don't believe you have no weaknesses!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly leaped upwards.

His powerful physical strength burst forth, instantly propelling him several meters into the air.

At the same time, his left and right fists were like cannonballs, fiercely swung down at Roger Cheney. Not just one punch, but dozens of punches in a very short time.

"Destruction Kill - Air Style"

boom! boom! boom! boom!

With each punch, a series of solid shockwaves, each shimmering with a pale blue aura, shot out from his fist, like a dense rain of energy, crashing down on Roger Cheney's location.

These shockwaves were incredibly fast and extremely powerful. They were not simply air cannons formed by compressing air, but rather a fusion of his highly condensed battle qi, possessing extremely strong penetrating and destructive power.

Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, leaving behind blurry white streaks.

Roger Cheney's eerie face finally revealed a hint of something interesting.

He looked up at the overwhelming pale blue shockwave rain, and his lips seemed to twitch almost imperceptibly.

"Isn't it just for show?" he muttered to himself, his voice still flat.

In the next instant, his left hand, which was of normal color, slowly clenched into a fist.

There was no light or fluctuation of energy gathering on the fist; it looked completely ordinary.

A pure, dazzling white halo instantly appeared on the surface of his fist. The white light was not blinding, but it exuded an indescribable holiness, as if it were the power of light condensed to the extreme.

Facing the approaching rain of shockwaves, Roger Cheney simply raised his fist, which was wreathed in white light, and casually threw a punch straight ahead, "White Dragon Fist".

There were no fancy moves, no complicated variations. Just a punch that was pure and condensed to the extreme.

As the fist struck, a dazzling white light suddenly burst forth, transforming into a thick white pillar of light that crashed into the oncoming rain of shockwaves with overwhelming force.

The moment they made contact, a strange scene unfolded.

The sharp, pale blue shockwaves shattered instantly upon contact with the white beam of light, like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, at a speed visible to the naked eye, unable to stop the white beam of light even for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, the dense rain of shockwaves was completely evaporated.

The white beam of light continued its relentless advance, grazing the edge of Akaza's body as he narrowly avoided danger, before shooting straight into the sky.

In the pitch-black night sky, a dazzling white trail lingered for a long time, as if tearing a pale wound through the sky.

"What"?!

Akaza twisted his body forcefully in mid-air and landed on the ground with a narrow escape, his face showing obvious surprise for the first time.

He could sense the terrifying power contained within that white pillar of light; it was a purifying energy of extremely pure nature.

Akaza instinctively took a small step back, creating some distance in his defenses.

He hadn't yet figured out his opponent's true abilities; the contradictory aura emanating from Roger Cheney was not something a normal person should possess.

“Akazata…” Just then, a weak but urgent voice came from not far away.

The venomous dragon Kobra, who had been severely injured by Kizaru and whose body was half charred black, was struggling on the ground. At some point, it raised its less injured dragon head.

With his intact single eye fixed on Roger Cheney's direction, he roared in a hoarse voice, "Don't be careless. The other party might be a Mythical Zoan-type Dragon Devil Fruit user, just like me."

He gasped for breath; this time he was seriously injured and had witnessed the terror of a naval admiral.

His dragon eyes were filled with disbelief and dread: "But he possesses two dragon attributes. Captain Teach is the only exception in this world. There is no one else who can eat two Devil Fruits at the same time, and they are both Mythical Zoan-type and Dragon-type Devil Fruits!"

Kobra's words struck Akaza like a thunderbolt, and he stared sharply at Roger Cheney, his gaze becoming incredibly sharp and serious.

If Poison Dragon's judgment is correct, this person possesses dual dragon power?

He had previously transformed himself into a shadow, and just now he unleashed a white halo. These are indeed two completely opposite powers. Cobra is a Dragon-type Devil Fruit user, so his judgment may not be wrong.

What exactly is the source of all the contradictions surrounding Roger Cheney?