The giant dragon spread its wings, rage and fury filling its eyes as flames began to gather in its mouth.
Dragon breath... the dragons' most commonly used attack. Flames mixed with a dragon's own aura dealt devastating damage to any race without strong magical resistance.
A fireball wreathed in thick smoke fell from the sky, while fierce winds and a tornado swept in. Faced with the triple assault, Shin remained utterly calm.
"Judging by strength alone, the three of you are above Marine Admirals. It seems the Celestial Dragons aren't all useless fools."
Shin chuckled and slowly raised his right hand. "Unfortunately, even with the power of Devil Fruits, you are still merely mortals."
"Sword of Space-Time!"
With no interest in wasting time on them, Shin immediately unleashed a heaven-shaking move.
An illusory sword light appeared in his hand. In an instant, heaven and earth slowed, and all color faded away. Everything returned to its original black and white—figures, energy, matter, all that met the eye frozen in midair.
Only the sword light remained sharp and chilling as it slashed forth.
The gray-white domain withdrew. Shin's expression did not change as he continued toward Mary Geoise.
Beside him, three figures lay collapsed on the ground, long since devoid of breath. The dragon's form had vanished, and after death, he had reverted to his human body.
Even the strongest Logia Devil Fruits and Mythical Zoans could not withstand a god's single sword strike.
"What a bore. It seems the upper limit of power in the pirate world ends here." Shin sighed as he walked.
The pirate world was not actually weak. Whether Marine Admirals or great pirates like Whitebeard, they all possessed the ability to wield the forces of nature and destroy cities and islands.
Across the entire multiverse, this level