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

Twin Dragon Fruit?!

Seeing the holy white light that shot into the sky, combined with Roger Cheney's ability to emerge from the shadows, the marines and pirates who witnessed this scene all had similar guesses in their minds—the Shadow Dragon and the White Dragon.

The two characteristics he has shown so far should be the abilities of two dragon-type mythical beasts, and Kobra's words have deeply resonated with the powerful individuals present.

Akaza's sharp gaze swept over Roger Cheney from head to toe; he was now largely convinced of his companion's assessment.

In other words, this strange man in front of you could transform into a white dragon that controls the light, or a shadow dragon that dominates the shadows at any moment.

The human form he is currently maintaining might actually be his weakest or most unstable state.

Cobra, as a Zoan-type Mythical Zoan-type Poison-Dragon Fruit user, possesses not only terrifying poison but also a terrifying, little-known ability—mind reading.

In a short period of time, he can concentrate and listen to the most superficial and intense fragments of thought in the mind of a specific target.

During his previous battle with Kizaru, he tried to glean information from the admiral's thoughts, but all he felt was a blinding light and an unpredictable speed, yielding very little.

At this moment, he quietly shifted his attention from his probing to Roger Cheney.

Almost the instant Roger Cheney used the White Dragon Fist, Cobra focused his mind, and an invisible wave touched his opponent. He heard several fragmented but intense fragments of thought.

"Akaza, although he's not a Devil Fruit user in the traditional sense, you can look at him as a dual Devil Fruit user, although I don't understand what 'holiness' means..."

These fragments of thought are clear and cold, carrying a detached analytical quality.

Kebra was shocked. Just as he was about to carefully discern the meaning of the word "holiness," a chilling coldness suddenly rebounded from the invisible mind-reading connection.

Roger Cheney's dark right side of his face seemed to turn slightly in his direction, and two deeper, eerie lights seemed to flash across the eye hidden in the darkness.

A cold, emotionless thought, like a sharp cone, pierced directly into Kebra's mind: "So you have the ability to read minds. After I finish dealing with him, you'll be next."

"Ugh!" Kebra groaned, a hint of horror flashing in his single eye. The mind-reading connection was forcibly interrupted, and even his mind was slightly affected.

His gaze toward Roger Cheney grew even more wary; this guy not only possessed bizarre strength, but his perception and counter-attack abilities were also incredibly sharp.

Akaza's body was trembling slightly with extreme excitement, not from fear, but from an overwhelming fighting frenzy, a feeling of meeting an unprecedentedly powerful enemy.

"A Twin Dragon Fruit user in another sense..."

Akaza murmured, his grin widening to reveal his gleaming white teeth, "It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. To be able to fight such a monster is truly a privilege!"

Roger Cheney stared expressionlessly at Akaza, who was trembling with excitement and practically burning up.

He could clearly sense the opponent's pure, almost obsessive, will to fight. This was a martial arts fanatic, a battle maniac who simply enjoyed the thrill of combat.

"Let's fight to the very end!"

"Destruction Kill - Annihilation Style!"

His body radiated blue light once more, the ground beneath his feet exploded, and he transformed into a blue afterimage that was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye, charging forward at a speed that was nearly instantaneous.

In an instant, he closed the already short distance between himself and Roger Cheney, almost touching face to face. His fists, covered in extremely refined blue battle aura, slammed into Roger Cheney's chest from the left and right.

This attack was fast, fierce, and ruthless; there was no way to avoid it!

Roger Cheney stood there without flinching or dodging, without even making any obvious defensive stance, simply watching as those fists rapidly enlarged before his eyes.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two extremely heavy thuds, like the beating of giant drums, were heard as Akaza's fists, powerful enough to split rocks and shatter monuments, landed squarely on Roger Cheney's body.

The seemingly ordinary black cult uniform worn by the latter suddenly tore at the point of contact between the fists, making a tearing sound as the fabric strained under the weight, instantly revealing two obvious dents.

Success?! Akaza was overjoyed. He could clearly feel his violent fighting spirit surging into the opponent's body, attempting to cause the most thorough destruction from the inside.

The joy on his face lasted for less than a few seconds before it froze, turning into unbelievable astonishment.

wrong! Very wrong!

He did indeed hit a physical object, and the force was indeed transmitted; he could even feel the texture of the opponent's body.

However, the terrifying battle qi he poured into the other party's body, enough to shatter steel into dust, was easily neutralized by a holy power the moment it entered the other party's body, like a mud ox entering the sea!

The anticipated scene of severed tendons and bones, and shattered internal organs did not occur.

Roger Cheney's body didn't even sway; only the skin faintly visible beneath his tattered uniform was visible.

Roger Cheney slowly raised his eyelids, looking at Akaza, who was standing close to him with a look of astonishment, with his normal left eye, and said calmly, "Your strength is quite good. If this is all you've got, then it's time to end this."

To Akaza's astonishment, Roger Cheney's left hand, which had been hanging by his side, had somehow been raised.

The pure white, holy aura on his fist condensed once more, becoming far more solid than when he had shattered the air-style attack.

Without any build-up or hesitation, the moment the words left his mouth, Roger Cheney delivered a simple uppercut, slamming it upwards towards Akaza's chin.

This punch appeared simple and unadorned, even somewhat slow.

A deadly sense of crisis overwhelmed him. He wanted to dodge, but his body seemed to be bound by an invisible force. He wanted to block, but his arms were too heavy to lift.

"boom!!!"

A fist gently pressed against Akaza's chin.

The next moment, a violent white light that purified everything erupted!

A pure white beam of light, condensed to its extreme and no more than the thickness of a bowl in diameter, yet so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it, pierced straight into Akaza's chin from Roger Cheney's fist without any obstruction.

It burst forth from the top of his head with a roar, shooting straight into the sky and instantly piercing through the dark clouds above.

A flash of white light disappeared in an instant, and the battlefield seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Akaza remained frozen in place, still in the punching stance.

His head, from the chin upwards, including his entire face and skull, had vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

All that remained was a bare, charred, and smooth neck break. Akaza's headless corpse was still standing firmly on the ground, without even falling down.

From a distance, it seems this Blackbeard Pirates officer, who was just wreaking havoc, is really dead.