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

An exorcist from the Black Order punched a Blackbeard executive so hard his head exploded!

This incredibly impactful scene brought the clamor of the entire battlefield to a standstill.

Whether it was the navy or pirates, many people were shocked by this swift and decisive, almost crushing, scene.

"The person just died like that?"

"It's really fast."

Whispers rose in hushed tones, filled with disbelief, as Akaza's headless corpse stood motionless, appearing exceptionally eerie.

Some sharp-eyed sailors couldn't help but turn their gaze to Blackbeard Teach high in the sky.

To their surprise, the captain showed no fear upon seeing his officers killed; instead, he wore amusement as if he were watching a good show.

He seemed completely indifferent to the deaths of his cadres.

Something's wrong! !

Roger Cheney stood beside the headless corpse, closest to it. He could sense that the corpse's face, half black and half white, remained expressionless.

The corpse, which should have been completely lifeless, was surging with an illogical energy within it. It was not the vitality of life, but an obsession that would never die.

The headless corpse suddenly raised its right arm, its five fingers forming a claw, and viciously grabbed at Roger Cheney's neck, who was standing right in front of it.

Having anticipated this, almost at the same time his opponent raised his arm, the white light in his left hand, which had not yet completely dissipated, flashed again, striking the outstretched arm with a punch.

Akaza's entire right arm, from wrist to arm bone, was at an odd angle, clearly broken by that punch.

The headless corpse was swayed backward by the force, but that was all.

Roger Cheney withdrew his fist and looked at the headless corpse that, even with a severed arm, still stood firmly, with the muscles at the broken point still twitching slightly. "I acknowledge your belief; it can actually transcend death."

From the charred neck, fresh pink flesh sprouts were proliferating at a visible speed, and stark white bones grew out of the flesh, quickly forming the outline of the skull.

In just a few breaths, a brand new head, exactly the same as before, grew out from the severed neck!

The newly born Akaza shook his head, his neck making a soft cracking sound. He twisted his neck, looked at Roger Cheney, and his smile was even more unrestrained than before.

"It's been a long time since anyone has been able to do this."

After saying that, he shook himself, and his severed right arm was restored to its original state almost in the blink of an eye, with the muscles and bones reconnecting on their own.

Akaza moved his newborn right arm, spreading his fingers and then clenching them, making a crisp cracking sound from his knuckles.

"Strange...monster!!"

"You can grow a head after it's been blown apart, and your arm can be reattached instantly after it's broken?!"

"What is that thing?! Is it even human?!"

Upon witnessing this mind-blowing scene, gasps of astonishment erupted across the battlefield, and many marines and pirates wore expressions of barely concealed fear.

This immortality goes beyond their conventional understanding of power.

The truly top-tier experts showed little surprise; only the weak would be alarmed.

Having witnessed the deepest secrets of the World Government, they knew that within the Knights of God under Im's control, there existed monsters with near-immortality.

On this vast and mysterious sea, rebirth and immortality, which defy common sense, are rare but not unique.

Akaza's fighting spirit did not diminish because he had died once; on the contrary, it burned even more fiercely.

He was also acutely aware of just how terrifying this man named Roger Cheney was.

The opponent's abnormally high physical abilities, seemingly granted by the Twin Dragon Fruit, made Akaza's conventional destructive attacks almost ineffective.

He suddenly jumped back a few steps, putting distance between himself and Roger Cheney again. This time, instead of attacking, he adopted a strange posture.

Roger Cheney remained silent, observing without pursuing, though he could roughly guess that his opponent was preparing some more powerful move.

But for him, who is confident in his absolute strength, he doesn't care what tricks his opponent uses.

Akaza leaned forward, bent over, and crossed his arms high, completely blocking his face.

This posture looks strange to outsiders, even like some kind of bizarre performance art. Is he praying to the gods because he can't defeat a powerful enemy?

But on Roger Cheney's half-black, half-white face, his normal left eye narrowed slightly; he had seen it.

A strange energy fluctuation was beginning to gather in Akaza's brain region in a way that defied common sense. It was not the ki he was familiar with, but a force closer to the origin of life.

"Eight Gates Formation—Open the gates!!"

Akaza's deep roar came from behind his crossed arms.

With that low roar, the strange energy that had been gathering in his brain exploded, like a dam breaking, and the violent torrent of energy instantly broke through some kind of limiter.

His momentum suddenly surged, but that wasn't the end of it.

"Open the door!!!"

With a second low growl, another, even more robust gate inside Akaza's body was forcibly broken open.

More energy is released from deep within the body, especially from organs and muscles that bear a huge burden.

This removes the body's fatigue limitations, allowing the brain to operate at higher frequencies, providing the body with greater energy output and more precise control under extreme conditions.

The pale blue flames surrounding Akaza suddenly expanded, their color becoming even deeper, almost turning into a ghostly blue.

The materialized airflow swept outwards from him, causing the ground to scatter and the ground beneath his feet to crack again, unable to withstand the sudden surge of power.

Roger Cheney clearly sensed that Akaza's aura underwent a qualitative change after he pushed open the so-called two doors.

That invisible pale blue energy is frantically transmitting commands beyond limits to every cell in the body through the brain, the central hub, and supplying energy far exceeding normal levels.

This state is strange and dangerous, but also very strong.

Akaza slowly lowered his crossed arms, revealing a face contorted with rage due to the surge in power, with veins bulging on his cheeks.

It has to be said that he is a genius. He only read the Eight Gates Formation a few times and put it into practice on the battlefield. Although there was an element of gambling involved, he won the gamble.

Hidden in the shadows, Kakuzu witnessed this scene and was equally amazed by Akaza's talent. The Eight Gates Formation was perfect for this kind of brute who relied on his fists and feet.

If Akaza were to master all the secrets of the Eight Gates, he could simply open the Gate of Death when fighting enemies. Given his immortality, this would completely negate the greatest drawback of the Eight Gates.