Roger had been driven into a desperate plight.
This was a crisis that could rival the battle against Rocks, something he had not faced in a long time.
Everyone aboard the ship had lost to the same person, and not in a wheel battle, but with human-wave tactics unleashed from the very start.
Yet against Shane, they had taken punch after punch, beaten throughout without any chance to fight back.
At that moment.
As Roger held tight to his blade and continued using Conqueror's Haki to Temperament the Black Blade.
The Observation Haki in his mind was tearing at him too.
The pain felt exceptionally real, as though his consciousness were being pulled out of his brain.
After Shane broke through his defenses time and again.
Under the agonizing assault of those fists, Roger could only drive his sword into the reef.
Only after coughing up a mouthful of black blood could he raise his head.
"Here it comes again!"
Roger had not even had a moment to rest.
The fist powerful enough to burst the heads of the Disasters and Sweet Commanders of the Four Emperors' pirate crews was already hurtling toward him.
Whoosh!
After dodging just in time.
At the instant Roger felt his soul being stripped away, his Observation Haki was projecting outward just like his Conqueror's Haki.
From that moment on, the Voice of All Things changed completely.
It was no longer merely letting other living beings hear his words, nor was it receiving information from the natural world.
It was like an ultrasonic attack, only more focused and vicious; anyone who had never experienced such desperation probably could not understand it.
So humans themselves were the strongest Devil Fruit, and without any side effects?
Roger gritted his teeth, black blood spilling ceaselessly from his mouth.