Watching Roger's Execution in the World of Pirates

Bzzzt—!!!

Conqueror's Haki Infusion wrapped around the narrow blade. Black-and-red arcs leaped wildly, and wherever the blade passed, space trembled and thick black lightning ran rampant.

Boom—!!

The sweeping blade energy swallowed Mihawk in an instant. Blood sprayed into the air.

How Do You Manage to Joke with a Straight Face?

"What extraordinary Haki!!"

Rayleigh watched Mihawk retreat and felt a flicker of admiration.

Youngsters these days were getting harder and harder to handle.

After all, even Conqueror's Haki Infusion alone enhanced an attack more than Armament Haki did.

And that young man just now...

If Rayleigh had seen correctly, aside from a brief daze and a wound that had barely broken the skin of his chest, the blow had done nothing to seriously diminish Mihawk's fighting strength.

What spirit!!

Still, Rayleigh could tell that the Shichibukai had no intention of dying for the Marines. He did not press his advantage and let the young man withdraw.

As Rayleigh reflected on this, a wave of heat suddenly surged toward him.

He looked up. Massive fists of molten rock hurtled toward him like falling meteors.

Meteor Volcano!!!

"Rayleigh? Did an old relic like you come out here looking for death?"

Akainu's face twisted with hostility. Great globs of magma dripped from his fists, which had already turned to molten rock. Holes opened one after another in the solid ice, and white steam billowed up before fading into the air.

"Looks like... I've run into a troublesome one!"

A red glint flashed in Rayleigh's eyes. The whole world seemed to slow as he raised his sword, darting from side to side to dodge the falling magma fists.

And the streams of magma that occasionally brushed past him.

Rumble—!!

Hiss—!!

As the magma struck, the ice around Rayleigh melted rapidly. Clouds of steam