One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Faced with the violent rush of fresh air, Caesar's pale, grotesque face was filled with terror and despair.

He roared and waved his hands wildly, trying to manipulate the atmospheric pressure again and draw the surrounding oxygen away.

However, the hurricane created by Victor not only brought in fresh air, but also plunged the entire surrounding airflow field into a chaotic and violent state.

In such a raging, unpredictable storm, Caesar's Gas-Gas Fruit ability was simply unable to create a proper vacuum field.

"Go to hell! You scum!"

"Rubber Rubber Grizzly Gun!"

Two massive, black fists slammed down relentlessly amidst Caesar's desperate and piercing screams.

"boom--!!!"

A devastating shockwave exploded in the central control room, instantly shattering the expensive and sophisticated experimental instruments into countless flying fragments.

Caesar was struck head-on by a giant hydraulic press; his face collapsed and deformed the moment it came into contact with the black fist, and he vomited a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

Under Luffy's unparalleled and violent thrust.

Caesar's body, like a bunker buster missile, smashed through the thick superalloy floor of the control room.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of cracking sounds rang out as Caesar's body crashed down, shattering multiple layers of sturdy floorboards.

Finally, he fell heavily into the dark ruins at the bottom of the research institute, his bones shattered, and he completely lost consciousness, collapsing like a lump of mud in the pile of rubble.

Viktor nimbly leaped down through the huge hole that had been smashed open and slowly walked to the unconscious Caesar.

In the dimly lit underground ruins, Victor's heterochromatic eyes, one red and one purple, remained completely devoid of emotion.

He slowly extended his right hand, fingers spread, and coldly pressed it onto Caesar's blood-soaked head.

"The Human Path: Soul Absorption"

With a low, cold groan, a strange suction force erupted from Victor's palm.

Caesar, who was in a deep coma, suddenly began to convulse violently.

He opened his mouth wide and let out a mournful wail.

A semi-transparent, twisted spirit resembling Caesar was forcibly extracted bit by bit from the tattered body by Victor.

During this process, all the deeply hidden secrets in Caesar's mind are revealed.

The core formula for SAD's artificial Devil Fruit ingredients, data from his inhumane experiments on turning children into giants, and all the details and codes of his dealings with the underground king Doflamingo.

Everything about him was like a series of fast-forwarded videotapes, instantly read by Victor's brain.

Victor's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly exerted force in his palm, instantly tearing the soul out completely, and Caesar's life force was also completely severed.

At the very instant Caesar's soul dissipated, the system's mechanical notification sounded in Victor's mind:

[Ding! The host has killed Caesar Cullen, a key plot character, causing a major deviation in the subsequent New World storyline.]

[Congratulations, host, you have received a reward of 50,000 Ninja Points]

[The host of the Gas Fruit has been confirmed dead.]

[The system has intercepted the rebirth wavelength of this Devil Fruit and is in the process of reshaping the fruit... Rebirth successful!]

Meanwhile, aboard the Thousand Sunny.

In the quiet food storage room, a cantaloupe that Sanji had neatly arranged in a fruit basket suddenly began to twist in a strange way.

Immediately afterwards, the color of the peel began to change, and strange spiral patterns representing demonic power quickly spread across the surface of the cantaloupe.

In just a few seconds, the fruit quietly transformed into a brand new Nature-type Gas Fruit, waiting to be discovered.

……

The core of the research institute is the SAD manufacturing room.

This place has long since become a brutal execution ground filled with bloodshed.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, Lieutenant General Smoker's tall body was once again slammed hard onto the solid metal reactor.

His bones were broken in many places, and blood flowed down his forehead and into his eyes, blurring his vision.

Even though he tried his best to activate the Smoke-Smoke Fruit to transform into an elemental form, he still couldn't avoid Vergo's Armament Haki attack, which was like a persistent affliction.

Vergo was covered in jet-black Armament Haki, like a black demon god who felt no pain.

He gripped a bamboo stick, equally blackened by his domineering aura, his eyes cold and ruthless, and relentlessly beat the dignified Vice Admiral Smoker like a broken sandbag.

Hot blood splattered everywhere, staining the expensive and massive experimental equipment around them.

Smoker bit down hard on the extinguished cigar in his mouth, even as his consciousness began to fade and his legs trembled so badly that he could barely stand.

He still let out a roar and swung his Seastone Ten Hands in an attempt to retaliate.

But the gap in strength is like a chasm.

Vergo simply turned slightly to the side, easily dodging Smoker's last-ditch attack, and with a backhand slap, sent him flying again.

Watching this scene from not far away, Luo gritted his teeth, suppressing his psychological trauma towards Vergo, and was about to raise his hand to activate his "ROOM" spatial ability to rescue him.

Vergo snorted coldly at this moment and kicked Smoker away heavily.

He turned his head, his gaze turning cold as he looked at Luo, and slowly pulled a transparent cube-shaped box from his pocket.

And inside that box, a vibrant, bright red heart was beating freely.

"Want to save people? You'd better take care of yourself first, Luo."

A cruel smile curled at the corner of Vergo's lips. He suddenly clenched his fingers and squeezed hard through the cube-shaped box.

"Ughh ...

Luo let out an extremely shrill scream.

His face was ashen, his knees buckled, and he collapsed heavily to his knees on the cold ground.

The excruciating pain of his heart being directly ravaged by external force felt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, instantly draining him of all his strength.

He could barely maintain a clear mind, let alone concentrate on using the Surgery Fruit ability, which required a high degree of focus.

Luo clutched his chest in pain, gasping for breath, his clothes instantly soaked with sweat.

Vergo looked down at his two opponents, who were barely clinging to life before him, his tone filled with contempt and mockery:

"Weren't you so arrogant outside? Why are you so quiet now? Are you going to personally clean up your own mess? Don't make me laugh, Smoker."

With heavy steps, Vergo slung the black bamboo stick over his shoulder:

"Your domineering aura is far too weak; it's utterly vulnerable."

"You might be able to show off your power in the first half of the Grand Line, but in this new world teeming with monsters..."

"Weakness...is the unforgivable original sin."

Hearing Vergo's piercing taunts, Smoker, lying in a pool of blood, let out a low growl of resentment.

He used his blood-stained hands to support himself on the ground, struggling to stand up again, his body swaying as he barely managed to stay upright.

With trembling fingers, he pulled a brand-new cigar from his pocket, put it in his mouth, struck a match, and relit it.

After taking a deep drag of the pungent smoke, Smoker turned to look at the bewildered Tashigi.

Looking at the fear-filled faces of his subordinates, a resolute glint flashed in Smoker's eyes.

He raised his voice and commanded in a cold, forceful tone:

"Tashigi! Get out of here right now! Get out of here immediately!"

"But... Lieutenant General Smoker..."

Tashigi shook her head desperately, wanting to rush forward and fight alongside her superior, even if it meant dying here.

But before she could finish speaking, Smoker rudely and loudly interrupted her:

"Shut up! Obey orders! Move along!"

Smoker, with a cigar in his mouth, glared at her with an extremely stern look and roared, "In this level of Haki combat, your presence here will not only be of no help, but will also distract me from protecting you!"

"Don't be a burden to me here, get out!"

Hearing these merciless words, Tashigi bit her pale lips tightly.

She knew that Lieutenant General Smoker was deliberately saying such harsh things to protect her.

But she hated her own weakness even more, hated that she could only be a burden to her superiors at this critical moment of life and death.

Overwhelmed by immense humiliation, powerlessness, and profound grief, Tashigi fought back the tears welling in her eyes.

She took one last, deep look at the back of the navy man, covered in blood yet still standing tall and firm.

She turned around, took a step forward, and rushed headlong into the dark depths of the passage.

"Vice Admiral Smoker! You must hold on! I'm going to get the Straw Hat crew to help you!"