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Kane calmly parried Rayleigh's attack with a single slash, while simultaneously using Stormwing to accelerate and dodge Roger's surprise attack from behind.

"And now, the lives of these two legends are worthy of a brand new era."

As his voice fell, his domineering aura instantly surged to its peak, and a Conqueror's Haki several times stronger than before erupted from his body.

"Conqueror's Haki Enveloping"

The Tensa Zangetsu in Kane's hand was instantly enveloped in pitch-black Conqueror's Haki, crackling with electricity and emitting a low rumble.

He held back, flapping his wings fiercely, and charged straight at Roger like a black cannonball.

Roger felt an overwhelming pressure, and his illness made his body tremble involuntarily.

He forcefully mustered his strength, and Ace Blade, also imbued with Conqueror's Haki, charged towards Kane.

The moment the two swords clashed, it was no longer the sound of metal striking metal, but a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and the earth!

The entire island sank violently, and the sea surface was once again pressed into a huge depression.

Roger's body finally could not withstand such immense force.

The bones in his arm holding the knife made a sickening cracking sound as the Ace sword slipped from his grasp and plunged into the ground.

Roger himself was like a kite with a broken string, thrown away by the shockwave and crashing heavily to the ground, blood gushing out again.

Roger!

Rayleigh's eyes widened in horror; he knew Roger was truly at his breaking point.

Kane did not pursue Roger.

He turned around, and the Tensa Zangetsu in his hand drew a perfect arc in mid-air, its target directly at Rayleigh.

"Now, it's your turn, Hades!"

Kane was enveloped in Haki, and his Tensa Zangetsu carried the power to tear through the air, creating small storms with each swing.

Rayleigh's eyes narrowed; he sensed the aura of death emanating from the young man before him.

This navy's power has already surpassed the norm.

He had no way out.

He poured all his life's learning into that one strike.

"Pluto Slash - Twilight!"

Rayleigh's blade was also wrapped in Armament Haki, drawing several seemingly slow but actually infinitely varied trajectories in mid-air, directly targeting Kane's weakness.

Blades clashed, and the two figures instantly intersected.

Kane's white cloak was ripped open, but he didn't care at all.

Rayleigh's back was swept by the wind blade of Tensa Zangetsu, and crimson blood seeped into his clothes.

"ended."

Kane's voice was calm and unwavering as he distanced himself from Rayleigh and floated back into the air.

The air around him surged wildly, carrying an irreversible, cataclysmic aura.

The sky darkened again.

An endless vortex of storm rapidly formed above Kane's head.

Chapter 92 I am just a navy man who loves justice!

Kane hovered in mid-air, his expression indifferent.

In his eyes, that thrilling duel seemed to be nothing more than a pre-dinner activity.

He looked down at the two panting legends below, his eyes filled with scrutiny, not respect.

The gloomy sky above us had now completely transformed into an abyss.

A super cyclone that covered the entire island and even extended to the distant horizon appeared out of thin air!

At the center of the cyclone, where Kane stood, the wind and water were calm, like a sleeping lake.

But beyond that silence, there were terrifying air currents that exceeded the sound barrier, spinning wildly, rubbing against the atmosphere, and emitting a teeth-grinding shriek.

"What the hell is that?" Rayleigh pushed up his cracked glasses, his pupils behind the lenses contracting to their limit.

Roger clutched his chest and coughed violently twice, his palm stained with a glaring crimson.

But the light in his eyes grew even more intense, the excitement of facing a formidable foe. "Rayleigh, watch out! This kid's Devil Fruit ability...something's wrong!"

Kane did not respond to their shock.

He simply raised his right hand slowly, spread his fingers, and then gently clenched them.

One action, one thought.

This marked the beginning of the trial.

"The Ultimate Wind - Eternal Fall"

Om-!

In an instant, countless tiny wind blades, invisible to the naked eye, separated from the violent cyclone on the outer edge of the typhoon.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only the faint, mournful sound of the air being intensely sliced ​​apart.

The whole world has been dragged into an invisible crusher!

Countless wind blades swept towards Roger and Rayleigh from all directions, from the sky and the ground, from every angle and every gap!

These wind blades are as thin as cicada wings, yet they possess the sharpness to cut diamonds. Even more terrifying is that they rub against each other while spinning at high speed, generating astonishingly high temperatures.

"Rayle! Back to back!"

Roger's Observation Haki foresaw that despairing future. He roared, and his previously hunched body straightened instantly.

At this moment, the illness seemed to be forcibly suppressed by the king's will.

His pitch-black Armament Haki, mixed with suffocating Conqueror's Haki, erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption, fiercely protecting the three-meter radius around the two of them.

"it is good!!"

Rayleigh dared not hold back in the slightest; the famous sword in his hand instantly transformed into a silver light screen. As a peak user without a Devil Fruit ability, he brought his "skills" to their absolute limit.

The next second, destruction struck.

The area where Roger and Rayleigh were located turned into a glowing blue cocoon.

Squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak—!!

The teeth-grinding scraping sound echoed through the sky.

That was the powerful sound of wind blades cutting through the air.

It's like using countless saw blades to cut through a piece of hard steel.

"This intensity... are you kidding me?!" Rayleigh's arm muscles bulged. He was unleashing thousands of strikes every second, each one precisely shattering the vacuum slashes that were closing in on vital points.

"It's not over yet."

Kane watched the struggle below indifferently, then flicked his finger lightly.

Rumble! ...

The thunderclouds above the cyclone, accumulating a long-suppressed rage, finally found an outlet.

Hundreds of purplish-black lightning bolts, each over five meters in diameter, pierced through the cage made of wind blades.

The world turned deathly white in an instant.

Immediately following was a belated, deafening roar that could shatter eardrums.

The island's foundations groaned under the strain, the rock layers cracked, and seawater flooded in.

The torment of the wind blades was not yet over when the bombardment of thunder followed!

"Damn it!!"

Roger roared to the sky, wielding his famous sword Ace, and unleashed a flying slash that embodied his indomitable will, attempting to carve out a path to survival.

Rayleigh also fought back desperately, his sword flashing as he shattered several lightning pillars.

But their resistance seemed so pale and powerless in the face of this real natural disaster.

One lightning pillar was shattered, and ten lightning pillars immediately filled the gap.

The wind blades are endless, and the thunder is ceaseless.

The bombardment lasted for a full minute.

Kane then slowly withdrew his hand.

The raging air currents gradually subsided, and the gentle sea breeze returned.

The ground below has disappeared.

Instead, a giant meteorite crater tens of meters deep was created.

The bottom of the pit was charred black, with rocks melted into glassy crystals by the high temperature, emitting wisps of blue smoke.

"Cough...cough..."

A weak cough came from the bottom of the pit.

Rayleigh, leaning on his long sword, knelt on one knee.

His once neat hair was mostly singed, his clothes were tattered, and his exposed skin was covered with scorch marks and knife wounds. Blood dripped from his arms onto the scalding ground, making a sizzling sound.

Beside him, Roger's situation was even more dire.

This pirate king's body was half-stained with blood, his iconic captain's hat was missing, and half of his mustache was burned off.

He was breathing heavily, and with each breath, a large amount of bloody foam spilled from the corner of his mouth.

But he remained standing.

That was the last act of defiance from a "king".