One Piece: Invincible Starting From The Fruit Of Words

"Splitting Void!"

With a single slash from Shanks' sword, a massive sword strike—over 100 meters in diameter—pierced through the air!

This attack combined Sword Qi, Armament Haki, and Conqueror's Haki, perfectly fused into one.

Even if a Marine Admiral took the hit, they would suffer serious injuries.

However—

"Dissipate."

Lucifer neither dodged nor defended.

With a single word, Shanks' devastating slash vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed.

Shanks' eyes narrowed in shock.

Lucifer's lips curled into a mocking smirk.

"Make a final stand?"

"Don't flatter yourself, Red-Haired."

His voice dripped with scorn.

"You are in no condition to challenge me."

"Right now, I don't even need to lift a finger to end you."

The battle had raged on for too long.

Shanks' stamina was drained, his combat strength had plummeted.

His Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki were nearly depleted, their power greatly reduced.

Meanwhile, Lucifer's Word Spirit Fruit granted him the ability to erase any attack with a mere command.

"Gravity Crush!"

A terrifying gravitational force descended once more, swallowing Shanks whole.

The very ground beneath him shattered, breaking apart piece by piece.

Boom!

Shanks was slammed into the earth, crushed deep into a crater.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his injuries worsening by the second.

Lucifer raised a hand—

"Explode!"

Puff!!!

Blood gushed from Shanks' body.

"Burst!"

Boom!

His chest convulsed, as though an invisible explosion had erupted inside him.

"Shatter!"

Boom!

His bones cracked audibly, his body trembling under the immense force.

"Destroy!"

Boom!

The relentless gravitational bombardment continued, like meteors crashing down from the heavens, mercilessly hammering Shanks into the ground.

His body convulsed violently, his bones creaking under the immense strain.

His skin split open, blood gushing out like a high-pressure fountain.

Lucifer floated above him, looking down with an emotionless gaze.

The legendary Emperor of the Sea.

The successor of Roger's will.

One of the most brilliant prodigies of the Great Pirate Era.

Now—

Shanks lay at Lucifer's feet like a lifeless corpse.

Lucifer extended a single finger, his voice cold and final—

"It's over, Red-Haired."

There was no room for last words.

No mercy.

Not that Shanks could speak anymore—he was already too weak to utter a sound.

An invisible spear of gravity condensed in the air, then—

Pierced straight through Shanks' chest.

Shanks' body shuddered.

He clenched his teeth, refusing to cry out in pain.

Then—his head tilted to the side, and his lifeless body fell still.

Ding!

[System Notification]

Host has killed pirate captain Shanks.

Reward: 490,000 kill points.

Status 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: 5,134,000

Having successfully slain Sengoku, Whitebeard, and now Shanks, Lucifer's kill points had reached a staggering 5.13 million.

At the same time—

The surviving Red Hair Pirates, who had fled the battlefield, felt a sudden chill run through their spines.

As if their very souls had been torn apart.

Their expressions changed instantly.

They stopped running, turning their heads in unison.

Even though they were far from the battlefield—

Even though their eyes couldn't see what had happened—

Their hearts knew.

And in that moment—

They felt it.

Shanks was dead.

A heavy silence blanketed the crew.

Then—

The sorrow crashed down upon them like a tidal wave.

"Lucifer... that bastard!!!"

A heart-wrenching roar echoed across the sea.

Yasopp—Shanks' longtime sniper—stood frozen in place.

His eyes widened, then filled with rage and despair.

Tears streamed down his face.

His fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, drawing blood.

Beside him, Lucky Roux, Limejuice, Bonk Punch, and the other officers trembled with grief and fury.

All of them wept.

They hated.

They were furious.

They wanted revenge.

They wanted to tear Lucifer apart, to avenge their fallen captain and Beckman.

But they couldn't.

They knew they couldn't.

Right now, the only thing they could do—

Was run.

This was the escape that Shanks had traded his life for.

"Go!"

"No matter what happens, we must get out of here!"

"We cannot let Captain Shanks' sacrifice be in vain!"

With a mixture of grief, fury, and humiliation, the Red Hair Pirates continued their desperate retreat.

Their dignity had been shattered.

Their arrogance trampled beneath the enemy's feet.

They were no longer one of the feared Four Emperors.

Right now—

They were nothing more than defeated fugitives.

Meanwhile, behind them—

After witnessing both Whitebeard and Shanks fall, the Nether Pirates were now completely bloodthirsty.

Their killing intent soared.

"Slaughter the Whitebeard Pirates!"

"Don't let a single one escape!"

"As for those Red Hair cowards—stop running and fight me, you spineless rats!"

"A bunch of cowards, just running away?"

"And you call yourselves the Four Emperors Pirates? Whitebeard would be ashamed of you!"

"The same goes for the Red Hair Pirates. It's pathetic that Red Hair had such cowardly subordinates."

"Whitebeard and Red-Haired Shanks—both are just losers!"

The members of the Nether Pirates taunted mercilessly, spitting out insults and provocative words, deliberately trying to get under the skin of the two pirate crews.

It was a blatant psychological tactic—obvious, simple, and childish.

Yet, it was disturbingly effective.

Among both the Whitebeard Pirates and the Red Hair Pirates, there were plenty of hot-headed brutes who only knew how to fight.

Even though they could recognize the provocation for what it was, they still fell for it.

"You b*****d! Don't you dare insult Pops!"

"Damn it! I'm going to break your damn jaw!"

"Take that back right now!"

"Go to hell!"

"I don't care if I die! I'll take you with me!"

Blinded by rage, some of the fleeing pirates suddenly turned around and charged toward the Nether Pirates, guns blazing and blades drawn.

Their eyes were bloodshot, filled with nothing but fury and a thirst for vengeance.

"Don't fall for it!" Marco roared in frustration.

Commanders like Jozu, Vista, Lucky Roux, and Yasopp desperately tried to restrain their crewmates, but it was already too late.

Their emotions had taken over. Logic was long gone.

In that one reckless charge, thousands from both pirate crews were slaughtered.

And with that, their retreat formation completely collapsed.

"Damn it! Those b*****ds actually used such a cheap trick!"

Marco, Jozu, and Vista all wore dark, furious expressions.

On the other side, the same frustration filled the faces of the Red Hair Pirates' officers.

BOOM!

Suddenly, a massive wave of blood surged from the distance, swallowing up a group of Red Hair Pirates.

Trapped within that sea of blood, the pirates screamed in horror. One by one, their bodies dried up at an unnatural speed, their flesh and muscles withering away. In mere moments, they were reduced to lifeless husks—mummified corpses.

"Hahahaha! Now, this is what I call satisfying!"

A sinister laugh echoed as Shiryu of the Rain emerged from the crimson tide, his blood-stained sword glinting in the dim light.

The stench of blood was so thick in the air that it made even hardened killers want to gag.

The Blood-Blood Fruit, a Logia-type ability, granted absolute control over blood itself.

And on a battlefield like this, where rivers of blood flowed freely, Shiryu was an absolute monster.

His bloodlust was being fed like never before.

After this massacre, even if he refrained from killing for an entire year, he felt he wouldn't lose control.

Not long after Shiryu's appearance, other high-ranking figures arrived—Weevil, Cavendish, Katakuri, and more.

Cavendish, moving at an insane speed, reached the retreat path of the Red Hair and Whitebeard Pirates first.

With a single devastating strike, he shattered multiple icebergs, completely blocking their escape route along the coastline.

Meanwhile, more Nether Pirates spread out, cutting off any chance of Marine retreat.

From the very beginning, Lucifer had never planned to let anyone leave this island alive.

Within the domain of Conqueror's Haki, a figure suddenly plummeted from the sky, crashing into the ground with enough force to shatter an entire hill.

It was Tokikake (also known as "Chaton"), one of the Marine Admirals.

He was barely clinging to life, blood pouring from his mouth, his entire body trembling violently.

Floating above him was Redfield—the infamous Red Count—his sword still dripping fresh blood.

Lucifer watched indifferently as a severed arm flew through the air, followed by Tokikake's agonized scream.

"It's over already?" Lucifer muttered, unsurprised by the result.

At his peak, Redfield had been a rival to legends like Whitebeard and Roger.

Defeating an Admiral, even a vice-admiral-level one like Tokikake, was effortless for him.

"Spatial Explosion!"

Tokikake, in his dying breath, let out a desperate roar.

The moment the words left his lips, Lucifer sensed something—a disturbance in space itself.

In an instant, countless black void spheres materialized out of thin air.

Tens of thousands of them, densely packed, filling the battlefield.

Not just around the Nether Pirates, but also the Red Hair Pirates, Whitebeard Pirates, and even the Marine forces.

"Let's all die together, Lucifer!" Tokikake grinned madly, his blood-stained face twisting in manic delight.

And then—

BOOOOOM!!!!!!

A cataclysmic explosion erupted.

The very fabric of space itself shattered, collapsed, and imploded.

The ground was torn apart, entire sections of the island disintegrated, and everything caught in the explosion—whether pirates or marines—was annihilated instantly.

For a brief moment, there was absolute silence.

Not because the explosion wasn't loud—but because it was so loud that it had deafened everyone nearby.

Every single black void sphere had detonated like a miniature black hole, reducing everything within its radius to dust.

The devastation was beyond imagination.

While it wasn't quite on the level of the Pluton, the power of this attack far exceeded the Admiral-class laser beams fired by Kizaru.

Anyone caught within the blast zone—pirate or marine—was completely erased from existence.

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