Within the Heavenquake domain, high-frequency vibrations tore the air into countless tiny particles, which gleamed eerily in the light of the pale cracks.
Every mote of dust disintegrated as it trembled, becoming flecks of fluorescent light, as though an invisible hand had kneaded the entire space into a distorted painting.
The rock beneath them groaned under the unbearable strain. Cracks spread like spiderwebs, and loose stones defied gravity, floating upward and slowly revolving under the pull of pale energy.
Gern hovered in midair, Black Blade: Eight Desolations angled toward the sea. The purple-black Haki coiling around its blade intertwined with pale shock waves, writhing as though alive.
His pupils had turned entirely pale, and every breath he took made the surrounding space resonate.
Even sound could no longer travel. An eerie silence enveloped the battlefield, broken only by the eardrum-piercing hum of the vibrating blade.
"So this is... the power of awakening?" Roger's hair whipped in the violent currents of Haki.
He had no choice. At that moment, he had to maintain powerful Haki constantly to remain unaffected by the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.
Otherwise, if he let his guard down for even an instant within this domain, the man before him could shatter everything about him with a single glance!
That was the terrifying power of a Logia Devil Fruit's awakening!
It transformed a human into a god who embodied a law!
"But you've only just awakened!" With that thought, Roger tightened his reverse grip on Ace, dark-red Haki flowing over the blade like magma.
The rocky peak beneath his feet shattered. The instant he launched himself from it, the ground collapsed with a thunderous crash.
His figure became a streak of red light, tearing through the silent air straight toward Gern!
"Divine Departure!" The blade's path condensed into a tangible