One Piece: Invincible Starting From The Fruit Of Words

"Sure enough, the red-haired one is still here."

"Father, what should we do now?"

Marco flew up behind Whitebeard, seeking his opinion.

"Just wait. This war won't end so easily," Whitebeard said flatly.

"Father, do you mean that Lucifer won't stop fighting?"

"Ah, that's right."

"This brat won't stop."

"No way..."

Marco looked at Lucifer from a distance, disbelief written all over his face.

In his opinion, the war should have ended by now.

After all, the Nether Pirates were now facing the combined forces of the Whitebeard Pirates, Naval Headquarters, the Celestial Dragons, and the Red Hair Pirates.

No force could possibly stand against such overwhelming odds alone.

Even if the Nether Pirates were currently the strongest crew in the New World, Marco couldn't see any path to victory.

"Hahahahaha!"

Lucifer's laughter echoed across the battlefield, loud and domineering.

Everyone watched as he spread his demonic wings and slowly ascended into the sky.

"The war of the century that unfolds today... will end only when I say so!"

"No matter how many enemies come at me, they will all crawl at my feet!"

"Nether Pirates, hear my command—bathe this island in blood and slaughter every invading enemy!"

"Yes, Captain!"

"Kill!!!"

At Lucifer's command, the Nether Pirates erupted once more, their momentum surging instead of waning.

Despite the terrifying power of their enemies, they showed no fear.

Their morale burned fiercely, fueled entirely by Lucifer's overwhelming presence.

"Lucifer, you'll regret this!"

Shanks' gaze sharpened. He was no longer the lighthearted, easygoing figure he was known to be.

Lucifer smirked coldly. "In this world, no one can make me regret anything—because I never do."

"Whoever wants to die first, step forward!"

The moment his words fell, a Celestial Dragon teleported to Lucifer, fist clenched and crackling with black lightning, aiming straight for Lucifer's head.

Wherever the fist passed, space twisted and shattered.

"You lowly pariah—die!"

Boom!

Lucifer raised his hand and caught the Celestial Dragon's fist effortlessly.

The crushing force within it was instantly neutralized by Lucifer's Armament Haki.

Then, with a sudden jerk, Lucifer slammed his own fist into the Celestial Dragon's chest.

"Void Tremor—Moon Howling Wolf!"

Roar!

A deafening howl echoed through the sky as the very atmosphere shattered.

The Celestial Dragon let out a scream of horror.

In the next second, his entire body was torn apart, reduced to countless pieces of flesh and bone scattering in all directions.

Blood rained from the sky like a crimson storm.

Ding! Host has beheaded Celestial Dragon Donquixote Moribaz.

Gained 360,000 kill points.

With just one move, an Admiral-level combatant had perished at Lucifer's hands.

Beckman's mouth twitched slightly as he watched, his expression growing more serious.

Lucifer was even more ruthless and terrifying than they had imagined!

"Moribaz!!!"

"You damn lowlife! How dare you kill a Celestial Dragon!"

"Do you even understand who he was?!"

"Daring to harm a Celestial Dragon—are you declaring war against the gods of this world?!"

The remaining two Celestial Dragons roared in fury.

Lucifer remained expressionless. He didn't respond.

Instead—he vanished.

"Be careful!"

Shanks, Beckman, and the mysterious figure known as Ghost shouted in unison.

But they were too late.

Lucifer reappeared behind the two Celestial Dragons as if he had teleported.

Before they could react, he grabbed both of their heads—

And smashed them together with monstrous force.

Boom!

Their skulls exploded like watermelons, sending blood and brain matter splattering across the battlefield.

Ding! Host has beheaded Celestial Dragon Charlos Goodwin.

Gained 330,000 kill points.

Ding! Host has beheaded Celestial Dragon Sherba Sera.

Gained 340,000 kill points.

Lucifer casually dropped the two headless corpses, his kill points surging once more.

With the addition of Moribaz's earlier death, Lucifer had earned over a million kill points in one go.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at his attribute panel—

His total kill points had now reached 2,846,000.

Properties Panel

Host: Lucifer

Age: 24

Devil Fruit: Word Spirit Fruit (Awakened)

Physique: Hell Devil

Armament Haki: Domain

Observation Haki: Domain

Conqueror's Haki: Domain

Kill Points: 2,846,000

Now, if Lucifer were to unleash his full power, killing an Admiral-level opponent would be no different from crushing an ant.

Shaking the blood off his hands, Lucifer turned to the three red-haired men and smiled bloodthirstily.

"The stench of the Celestial Dragons is truly disgusting. So, I sent a few of them to hell first—you don't mind, do you?"

At that moment, the entire battlefield was shaken by Lucifer's ruthless methods.

Hundreds of thousands of Marines and tens of thousands of pirates stood frozen in terror, their expressions filled with shock and disbelief.

"Hey, hey, this is insane!"

"Am I dreaming? Are you kidding me?"

Marco's mind went completely blank. Cold sweat covered his entire body without him even realizing it.

He felt like his eyes were deceiving him, as if he had just witnessed an illusion.

After all, the three Celestial Dragons that Lucifer had just slain weren't ordinary figures.

Each one was a powerhouse of Admiral-level combat strength.

Every single one of them was strong enough to suppress the sea.

Yet, such terrifying forces had been killed as effortlessly as squashing insects.

"That man... he's not a monster. He's a demon."

"A demon straight from hell!"

"How the hell are we supposed to defeat something like that?"

Not only Marco but also the captains of the Whitebeard Pirates and their subordinate crews were all trembling at this moment.

They didn't even realize that their bodies had begun to shake uncontrollably.

They didn't want to be afraid, but their instincts betrayed them.

Fear surged through every fiber of their being.

"Yahaha! As expected, I knew Captain Lucifer was the most ruthless!"

Enel floated high in the sky, laughing wildly, while Admiral Kizaru—his opponent—wore a dark, grim expression.

His pupils shrank, and deep within his eyes was something rarely seen—fear.

Among the three Admirals, the one who feared Lucifer the most was undoubtedly Kizaru.

Watching Lucifer slaughter three Celestial Dragons in quick succession, Kizaru suddenly had second thoughts.

He wanted out.

Terror gripped his soul, and he just wanted to escape this battlefield as soon as possible.

Lucifer looked like an unbeatable monster, and now, even if he tried to run, it might already be too late.

The responsibilities of a Marine Admiral were nothing in comparison to staying alive.

On the other side, Admiral Aokiji also looked dazed, unable to put his shock into words.

If Lucifer could kill Admirals like they were ants, didn't that mean he could be killed just as easily?

"Oi, Aokiji, what the hell are you staring at?"

The Evil King, Avalo Pizarro, seized Aokiji's momentary distraction and delivered a vicious punch to his chest.

A burst of powerful magma erupted, laced with high-density Armament Haki.

Pizarro had even used the Armament Haki's internal destruction technique.

The impact struck Aokiji's internal organs directly, causing him to cough up blood.

Meanwhile, Admiral Fujitora was faring slightly better among the three Admirals.

This was because the Golden Emperor, Gild Tesoro, was not as strong as Enel or Pizarro, meaning Fujitora wasn't under as much pressure.

Even when exposed to openings, he had yet to suffer a serious injury.

However, even he was deeply shaken by the massacre Lucifer had unleashed.

"Marine Headquarters... is in grave danger."

A series of rapid visions flashed through Fujitora's mind—glimpses of what was to come.

That's right.

Fujitora's Observation Haki had reached the level of future sight, far surpassing even Katakuri's, allowing him to peer much further into what lay ahead.

And in those visions, all he could see was tragedy.

Countless Marines lying dead.

The complete collapse of Marine Headquarters.

Even though the future could change, Fujitora knew that at this moment, he was powerless to alter fate.

High above, Lucifer hovered in the sky, his demonic wings flapping lightly.

His gaze fell on Shanks.

"Red-Haired... you shouldn't have come here today."

"The moment you stepped onto this battlefield, the Red Hair Pirates were doomed."

"Light Saber—Yasakani no Magatama!"

As soon as his voice fell, countless lightsabers rained down from the sky, shooting straight at Shanks.

With a flicker of his blade, Shanks unleashed a powerful black-and-red slash.

The slash cut through the air, shattering all the incoming lightsabers into pieces.

A black shadow flashed—Shanks had already closed the distance in an instant, swinging his blade straight at Lucifer.

"Divine Departure!"

A slash of immense power tore through the air.

The black-and-red arc streaked toward Lucifer, grazing his face.

Lucifer narrowed his eyes.

He recognized this move.

This was Roger's signature technique.

Shanks had inherited Roger's will.

It was only natural that he had also mastered his legendary techniques.

Lucifer reached out his hand, and in an instant, a long sword materialized in his grasp.

With a single swing, he met Shanks' twin swords head-on.

Boom!

At that moment, both warriors unleashed their Conqueror's Haki at full force.

The collision of their Haki sent out an overwhelming shockwave, shaking the entire battlefield.

The sheer force of their clash caused a tsunami of destruction that spread tens of thousands of meters in an instant.

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