"Heaven-Sent Genius!"
Roger's assessment of Shane was brief and clear.
He considered his own strength to have reached the pinnacle of this world, with scarcely anyone able to stand beside him.
Yet he had encountered a pirate stronger than himself, and his joy immediately turned into towering fighting spirit.
Better still.
He, Golden Lion, Whitebeard, Garp, Sengoku, and Zephyr had forged this strongest man on the seas through battle after battle!
Just as everyone from the previous era had become mere foils for Rocks, and Rocks's eventual defeat had tempered an entirely new generation!
"Who will hold the future in their hands? The seas have answered that question anew several times over the past few decades, and countless times over the past eight hundred years."
"Since you're the one destined to change all this, you'll have to demonstrate strength that overwhelms everything. A heart that wishes to bring light alone probably won't convince everyone!"
"Ever since I left Loguetown, this world has acknowledged the strong. You've already broken the iron rule that Celestial Dragons cannot be killed. Next, will we see the Celestial Dragons defeated?"
Roger's blade was like a bamboo leaf, as thin as a delicate butterfly wing. Every slash unleashed sword energy hundreds of meters long.
The instant it touched the sea and beach, it carved trenches thousands of meters long!
Even the waves dared not close over them for a while.
Lightning tore through the air, displaying the greatest strength someone without a Devil Fruit could attain in this world!
Perhaps not everyone could blaze a Self-Forging Path through the fruitless domain as Shane had.
Nor did every Devil Fruit user dare to treat their body as an experiment and develop a devil's body.
Had anyone dared attempt these two paths, many more powerful fighters would surely