The mont those words rang out, even Cyrus's hand paused.
For an instant, the entire domain of fire under his control seed to stiffen as well.
"I surrender!"
Wang Zhi stabbed his sword into the ground and said it again.
"Are you serious? People like you are supposed to fight to the death, aren't you? You're a great pirate, at least."
As Cyrus spoke, he raised his hand, and the colossal blade condensed from fla suddenly ca slashing down.
Wang Zhi's eyelids twitched wildly when he sensed it.
"If I already know I'm no match for you, why should I keep fighting? There's no benefit in it for . As for reputation, losing to you doesn't count as disgraceful."
His eyes kept twitching while his mouth hurriedly continued explaining.
Charlotte Linlin and Silver Axe's roars rang out in the distance as the intense heat roasted everything around them.
Sweat appeared on their bodies, only to evaporate the instant it left their skin.
"Go outside and wait."
Cyrus carefully looked Wang Zhi over a few tis, then waved his hand.
"Take that guy out with you."
The Golden Lion had been the focus of Cyrus's attention and was heavily injured, but he was still alive.
These people all had absurdly long health bars.
Still, his current condition was probably caused by what Cyrus had done to the ship's wheel embedded in his head.
Cyrus glanced at the Golden Lion lying on the ground, his body charred black and unconscious, thinking quietly to himself.
Wang Zhi did not hesitate at all.
He bent down, grabbed the Golden Lion, picked up his own sword, and headed outside.
This ti, the flas did not continue to obstruct him.
As soon as Wang Zhi left, Charlotte Linlin's massive figure appeared.
Golden flas coiled around her entire body. Her eyes were crimson, as though she had already lost her rationality.
Napoleon, gripped in her hand, was likewise wreathed in golden fire.
But at that mont, half of Charlotte Linlin's body was charred black, and her pink dress had been reduced to a ragged ss.
Her fla-like hair billowed upward, making her look like a maddened demon.
Behind the charging Charlotte Linlin, Silver Axe followed closely, his entire body wrapped in Armant Haki.
However, the burns covering him were far more severe than Charlotte Linlin's.
As they closed in on Cyrus, the two split to his left and right before attacking together.
"Heavenly Fire!"
"Decapitation!"
The two roared at the sa ti, their attacks reaching Cyrus.
"Hah…"
Cyrus could easily avoid their attacks. In this respect, a Logia had an overwhelming advantage.
At least in Cyrus's hands, the power of a Logia could truly be displayed to its fullest.
But faced with their attacks, Cyrus abruptly stepped forward instead.
'Fla', the blade in his hand, was drawn behind him, and both Armant Haki and Conqueror's Haki wrapped around it at once.
Then he swung violently, cutting toward the two incoming attackers.
The three weapons, all coated in Conqueror's Haki, did not collide directly.
Black lightning crackled and crashed between them.
The surrounding ground and flas were all shattered in the clash, then blasted far away by the impact.
At that instant, the domain of fire enveloping all of Whole Cake Island suddenly expanded once before rapidly contracting.
Endless flas gathered toward Cyrus, and the fire that had covered the entire island finally condensed around him into a cloak of fla.
His long black hair turned crimson because of the fire, dancing continuously like living flas.
Holding his sword in one hand, Cyrus remained locked in a stalemate against the two of them, his expression calm.
Black lightning was visible to the naked eye. The space between the three weapons seed to draw in all the surrounding light.
After the flas were drawn back, the water vapor created by the intense heat roasting the surrounding sea rose into the air, then turned into dark rain clouds.
Rain fell from above, but before it could reach Whole Cake Island, it was evaporated by the lingering heat left from earlier, rising back into the sky before condensing again and falling once more.
The rapid shift in temperature caused violent winds to rise across the surrounding sea.
But no one cared about that now.
After the flas receded, many people could once again see what was happening on the island.
The sight of Cyrus locked in a stalemate with the two of them was also seen by the spectators.
Morgans did not hesitate for even a second.
He imdiately ordered the News Coos to move closer.
Whatever else happened, he was determined to get this major news story.
As for the result of this battle, it was practically already decided.
There had been four legendary pirates.
Now only two remained.
Where were the other two?
Had they been defeated? Killed?
Or had they been reduced to ash within the flas?
The people on the surrounding sea were shocked by the battle on the island, each harboring different thoughts.
Cyrus, however, was not thinking about that.
He realized he had underestimated the strength of his normal state.
Or rather, he was stronger now than he had been back when he made his move at Sabaody Archipelago.
And not just by a little.
Yet he himself had not felt much of a difference.
Was it because, at his age, this was naturally the period when his strength grew the fastest?
Or was there so other reason?
Although the changes shown on his status panel were not significant, his mastery over his Haki and his developnt and use of his Devil Fruit ability were far beyond what they had been before.
Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that he could now use them with far greater ease.
Maybe his battle experience had simply beco richer as well.
From beginning to end, in this fight against four opponents, even without activating Undying Will, everything had remained under his control.
The four of them had almost entirely been forced into passively taking his attacks.
"Heh."
Cyrus, still clashing blades with the two of them, let a smile appear on his calm face.
That smile made Silver Axe's heart jump.
By instinct, he imdiately wanted to retreat and defend.
In his eyes, that expression from Cyrus most likely ant he was about to make another move.
The feeling of being completely suppressed throughout their previous exchanges made Silver Axe unwilling to be careless in the slightest.
But the mont Silver Axe retreated, Cyrus suddenly exerted strength through the sword in his hand.
A trace of blankness flashed across Charlotte Linlin's frenzied face.
Napoleon, which she had been pressing down with, suddenly t an enormous force—one so great that even she could not withstand it.
Along with her blade, her entire body was sent flying backward.
Thud, thud, thud.
Charlotte Linlin's eyes widened as she staggered back repeatedly, her huge body looking unsteady, as though she might fall straight onto her backside.
Cyrus's figure appeared in front of the unstable Charlotte Linlin.
Her posture was unsteady, but Charlotte Linlin's reaction was not slow at all.
She swung her fist straight toward Cyrus.
Boom!
A clash of Conqueror's Haki erupted once more.
But after that collision, Charlotte Linlin, who had already been unstable, truly fell backward and landed heavily on the ground.
Then what she saw was a streak of fiery sword light appearing before her.
A furious roar burst from her mouth.
A vertical slash appeared across her body.
Flas still burned in the wound, causing Charlotte Linlin to instinctively reach up and slap at them.
Charlotte Linlin, who had almost never been injured, still could not adapt to it, even after suffering all kinds of wounds during this battle.
"Heh!"
Silver Axe leapt up, gripping the axe in his hands as he brought it down toward Cyrus's head.
His instinctive retreat just now had directly sold Charlotte Linlin out.
It was not that he was worried Charlotte Linlin would be killed.
Rather, right now, he and Charlotte Linlin had to work together.
Even together, they were already struggling to hold on.
If they lost one more person, then with only himself left, Silver Axe doubted he would even have anywhere to run.
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