On the deck of the Ark Maxim, Roy's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
The next second, he appeared directly above the battlefield.
He stood on thin air, the Black Blade Shusui still hanging at his waist, his hands casually in his pockets.
The sea breeze made his clothes flutter, but his body remained motionless, as if nailed to mid-air.
The powers of the Telekinesis Fruit Awakening, were unleashed without reservation at this moment.
A transparent Telekinesis: Barrier emanated from him, spreading outwards like an invisible giant net that enveloped the entire Marineford Square.
The net grew larger and denser, trapping every corner, every inch of ice, and every person still breathing.
Roy closed his eyes.
Telekinesis Domain, fully activated.
Then he opened his eyes.
"Gravity."
Just two words.
An incredibly powerful gravitational force descended from the sky.
Roy's Telekinesis Fruit Awakening, and his precise gravity field was refined and tested in countless battles.
Gravity fell on each person, but the force was completely different.
The Whitebeard Pirates members, who were in the process of retreating, only felt a slight thud on their shoulders, as if someone had gently patted them, and then nothing more.
Not a single crack appeared on the ice beneath their feet.
The members of Hachinosu were completely oblivious; the gravity was bypassed by their Telekinesis before it could even strike them.
It's like water encountering rocks, automatically splitting to both sides.
But the navy is different.
"Puff--!!!"
Those naval soldiers who had been stunned by Conqueror's Haki and had not yet received rescue, lying haphazardly on the ice,
It felt as if my body was being crushed by an invisible, giant millstone; my entire body was pressed into a pulp on the ice.
The sound of bones cracking echoed, and blood gushed from beneath the tattered uniform, exploding into dark red blooms on the ice.
What would it be like if tens of thousands of people exploded simultaneously?
A cloud of blood mist instantly rose from the ice.
The fog was so thick it was impossible to disperse; the dark red blood mist churned in the air, obscuring some of the sunlight.
The stench of blood was overwhelming, so strong it made one want to vomit.
The entire Marineford Square was transformed into a sea of blood mist.
"What--what is this--!!!"
A Rear Admiral admiral stood with his hands on the ground and his knees on the ice, his whole body trembling.
He tried desperately to stand up, but the weight pressing down on him felt like a mountain pressing down on his back.
The spine creaked under the strain.
"Damn it—I can't move—!!!"
Another Commodore gritted his teeth, his hands gripping the ground tightly, veins bulging on his forehead.
His legs were trembling violently, and the ice beneath his knees had been cracked like a spiderweb.
Navy officers of the rank of colonel and above can barely hold on.
Commodore generals can maintain a half-kneeling position.
Rear Admiral general could barely stand, but his legs felt as heavy as if they were in mud.
The soldiers who had fainted didn't even have time to scream.
" Roy --!!!"
The roar of the Sengoku echoed from the other side of the battlefield.
His transformed Buddha Form shone brightly with golden light, attempting to rush towards Roy, but Yamato's spiked club slammed down again.
"Ha ha!"
Don't even think about affecting my captain!
" Sengoku!"
Yamato gritted his teeth, a trace of blood still clinging to the corner of his mouth, but his spiked club remained ruthless.
The Thunder Bagua, imbued with Conqueror's Haki, slammed heavily onto Sengoku's Buddha Palm.
Sengoku was forced back half a step, his eyes blazing with fury.
He watched as his men turned into a bloody mist under Roy's Gravity Suppression.
He watched as the veterans who had followed him for decades exploded into a spray of blood on the ice.
However, he was Yamato and unable to spare any attention.
Garp also felt that gravity.
He was exchanging fire with Bullet, and the pressure of gravity slowed his movements by a fraction of a second.
In those fractions of a second, Bullet's Demonic Aura: Conqueror's Orb grazed his shoulder, blasting the ruins behind him into dust.
" Garp! You can't afford to be distracted during battle!"
Bullet grinned, his canine teeth gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
Garp remained silent.
He gritted his teeth, and the Conqueror's Haki around his fists became even more ferocious.
That gravity wasn't a huge burden for a powerhouse of his caliber, but for the entire navy, it was a massacre.
The ice beneath Akainu's feet cracked under the weight of gravity.
He looked up at the figure in mid-air with his hands in his pockets, the killing intent in his eyes almost tangible.
" Roy --!!!"
Just as he was about to leap into the air, Lucci's Rokuogan slammed into his back.
"Your opponent is me, Akainu."
Lucci's voice was as cold as ice.
His body had been burned in more than a dozen places by the lava, but the fighting spirit in his leopard eyes had not diminished in the slightest.
Akainu was blasted forward and staggered a step, then threw a backhand punch at Lucci.
Magma Fist grazed Lucci's cheek, singeing a patch of his sideburns.
Meanwhile, the Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral were currently unleashing their full power of Armament Haki.
A thin layer of dark Armament Haki formed on their bodies, barely keeping Roy's gravity out.
They could still fight, but every movement required more energy than usual.
Roy looked down at all of this.
His gaze swept across the blood-mist-filled plaza, over the naval officers struggling to stay afloat under the Gravity Suppression, and over the Vice Admiral who were still standing.
Roy's body then disappeared into the void.
His Telekinesis Fruit Awakening ability is that he can move at will within the Telekinesis Domain.
It's not high-speed movement, it's not shaving, it's true spatial displacement.
To travel from one point in the domain to another, no intermediate space is required.
The next second, he appeared behind a Marine Vice Admiral.
The Vice Admiral was fully focused on using Armament Haki to defend against gravity, completely unaware that death was already standing behind him.
Roy's hand rested on the hilt of the Shusui Blade.
Draw your sword.
Sheath the sword.
The movement was so fast that no one could see it clearly.
The unnamed Vice Admiral froze.
A small red dot appeared on his chest, which quickly enlarged, and blood gushed from the wound.
He looked down at his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.
His eyes remained open as he fell.
He tried to figure out who had attacked him, but it was too late.
Roy's figure disappeared into the void once again.
Then he appeared behind another Vice Admiral.
Draw the sword. Sheathe the sword.
Another one.
One more.
The fourth one.
Roy's figure flashed continuously across the battlefield.
Each appearance is accompanied by the drawing of a sword, and each drawing of the sword results in the loss of a life.
Those Vice Admiral who were considered combat-ready in the Marine Headquarters were like lambs to the slaughter in front of him.
It's not that they're too weak, it's that Roy is too fast.
Just as their Observation Haki sensed the danger, the blade had already sliced through their throats.
They were so fast that they had barely raised their weapons to parry when the blades pierced their hearts.