A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

That's not ice, but a severing at the level of laws, a break in cause and effect, and an erasure of concepts!

Despite this attack that transcended the realm of physics, Renn's face remained expressionless.

He didn't even look up; just as the spatial rift was about to reach him, his body shifted to the side with an extremely slight movement.

At the same time, the chef's knife in his hand was raised at an incredible angle.

His movements were slow, even somewhat freehand, as if he were not blocking, but rather removing excess fascia from a piece of top-grade Wagyu beef.

"Food Techniques: Cooking and Undressing Cows."

clang!

The blade tip collided precisely with the invisible slash in mid-air.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a clear, melodious sound, like jade striking jade.

Nasurou felt an incredibly strange, spiraling force coming from the invisible slash, precisely striking the weakest point in the flow of his law power.

His attack, which was powerful enough to sever cause and effect, was easily deflected by this clever force.

The pitch-black crack grazed past Renn's body and slammed into the sea behind him, cutting a terrifying, bottomless chasm thousands of meters long into the calm waters, a wound that took a long time to heal.

Rennes, on the other hand, was completely unharmed.

"what?!"

This time, the exclamation came from Nassuro Sei.

A look of shock appeared in his usually calm and collected eyes.

In that brief exchange, he could clearly sense that his opponent was not using brute force to withstand the attack, but rather using a technique he couldn't comprehend at all to neutralize his law-based attack.

The feeling was like a top craftsman who could see through the most crucial gear on a precision machine at a glance, and then use a small crowbar to instantly cause the entire machine to collapse.

"Your path is filled with the taste of decay and end."

Ryan finally spoke, evaluating an ingredient like a discerning gourmet.

"Although it is pure, it is too monotonous, like a piece of inferior cured meat that has been dried for hundreds of years without any seasoning. It is dry and hard, without any sense of layering."

This evaluation, filled with culinary jargon, instantly darkened Nasujiro Sei's expression.

"You sharp-tongued brat!"

He finally placed his hand on the hilt of the first generation Kitetsu.

hum-

A mournful cry, seemingly from hell, resounded through the sky, and an eerie purple aura filled with misfortune and resentment shot into the heavens, dyeing the surrounding sky a strange purple.

The first generation Kitetsu has been drawn!

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll use this demonic sword, which has tasted the blood of countless powerful warriors, to put an end to this dish of yours!"

Nassuro Sei's figure vanished from his spot, and the next second, he appeared in front of Rein as if by teleportation, the demon sword in his hand turning into a purple streak of light, piercing straight for Rein's heart.

"Demon Blade: Infinite Ice Prison!"

This strike was incredibly fast. The chill emanating from the blade was no longer a simple severing, but rather a technique to drag the target, along with their soul, into the deepest hell, where they would be frozen for eternity!

Despite the fact that this attack was a gamble with the name of the God of War, Rein remained calm.

But from the kitchen behind him, a huge wok made of a special alloy suddenly flew out without warning and blocked Renn's way at an extremely tricky angle.

"Culinary Skills: Twice-Cooked Food!"

Ding!

The tip of the demonic blade struck the bottom of the wok with perfect precision.

The scene that was expected—the iron pot being pierced—did not occur.

Nasujiro felt as if his power had pierced into a bottomless black vortex, and that terrifying power, enough to freeze the soul, was being frantically absorbed and transformed by that seemingly ordinary wok!

A thick layer of frost, shimmering with a purple, cold light, instantly condensed on the surface of the pot.

"This...this is..."

Nasujiro felt that his worldview had been completely overturned at this moment.

Using a frying pan... to block the full-force attack of the first generation Kitetsu?

"Your timing is too cold."

Raine's voice rang in his ears.

"True cuisine requires temperature."

The moment the words left his mouth, a cluster of golden flames, as dazzling as the sun, ignited on the chef's knife in Raine's hand!

"Try this, God of War."

"Culinary Techniques - Blazing Flame - Welcoming Guests!"

……

Just as Renn and Nassuro Sei were engaged in a bizarre top-level duel, the other battlefield had also entered a white-hot stage.

"Roar!"

The Holy Worchul, transformed into the magical beast Fengxi, let out a silent roar. His enormous body was like a moving black mountain, and with each impact, the sea churned and space twisted.

His enormous fangs seemed capable of tearing apart all laws; each swing created a dark spatial rift, forcing Newgate to temporarily retreat.

Chapter 182 I'm Just a Chef

"Gurarararar! What a troublesome big guy!"

Although Newgate spoke lightly, he felt more serious than ever before.

The opponent's ability was too strange; it was not pure strength or speed, but a kind of devouring and nothingness that was closer to the origin.

Although his Tremor-Tremor Fruit power can cause devastating destruction to everything, it is weakened and largely neutralized when it comes into contact with the opponent's power of distorting space.

It's like a battle between water and fire that seems evenly matched, but in reality, every collision consumes each other.

"Edward Newgate, give up."

The divine voice of Saint Vocuri echoed in Newgate's mind.

"Before the law, all fruit abilities will be reduced to nothingness. This is the law of the world, the law I established."

"law?"

Newgate grinned, a smile full of disdain and arrogance.

"I don't remember ever having to follow the rules set by you guys!"

He took a deep breath, stopped launching wide-ranging attacks, and instead focused all his shockwave power on his right fist.

A pure white halo completely enveloped his fist, and even the surrounding light was drawn by that power, forming a tiny singularity.

"Then let me see whether your so-called laws are harder, or my fists are harder!"

Instead of attacking the true form of the Holy Vocuri, he slammed a powerful punch into the calm, mirror-like sea beneath his feet, which was shrouded in the power of the Holy Vocuri's laws!

"seaquake!"

Rumble!

This time, it was no longer a simple shattering of space, but a direct challenge to the very foundation of the laws governing the entire sea area!

The calm sea surface instantly began to churn violently, as if it had been boiled.

Terrifying tsunamis, hundreds of meters high and wreathed in white, vibrating light, shot into the sky, like a group of awakened ancient sea gods, crashing down on the enormous magical beast from all directions!

Newgate single-handedly reversed the environment of this sea area, creating his own home ground in the most tyrannical and unreasonable way!

"It's no use, Newgate."

Despite the towering waves that could overturn the island, Vocuri remained unmoved.

He simply opened his enormous mouth, and an even deeper and more terrifying devouring power erupted from it.

The dozens of terrifying tsunamis, upon approaching within a hundred meters of his body, were swallowed up as if by an invisible giant mouth, turning into primordial water vapor and disappearing without a trace.

The battle between destruction and nothingness has once again reached a stalemate.

Meanwhile, on another battlefield, the Whitebeard Pirates' captains were completely engulfed in a fierce battle.

The Five Elders' direct guard was far more powerful and coordinated than they had imagined.

These masked warriors seemed to have no sense of pain or emotion; they were like sophisticated killing machines, always able to inflict maximum damage with minimal cost.

"Damn it! What are these things made of?!"

Gatz's anchor sent a guard flying, but the latter flipped in mid-air, dissipating most of the force, and landed steadily, charging forward again as if nothing had happened.

His specially made black combat suit has extremely strong defensive and force-dissipating effects, which greatly reduces his brute strength, which is enough to split mountains and shatter rocks.

Oden's situation was also not optimistic; he was being held hostage by five guards wielding specially made long whips.

Those long whips were like living things, sometimes as hard as steel, sometimes as soft as snakes, always able to restrict his movements from the most tricky angles, making it impossible for him to fully unleash his wide-ranging swordsmanship.

"The glory of a samurai is worthless in the face of absolute discipline."

The head of the guards said in a cold voice.

The situation is becoming increasingly unfavorable for the Whitebeard Pirates.

"Hehehehe... This is getting more and more interesting."

In the corner, Teach watched the group struggling, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

He knew that the ship was about to face a real storm.

"Dorum!"

A piercing scream came from the driver's seat. Dorum, clutching his torn notebook, rushed out, tears welling up in his eyes.

"The rudder's drive shaft deviated by 0.01 millimeters during the violent vibration just now! Although it doesn't affect navigation, it's still bothersome to watch!"

"And the sound waves from Gatz's burp just now shattered a piece of the kitchen window!"

This untimely complaint added a touch of absurdity to the otherwise desolate battlefield.

However, everyone knew that if things continued like this, defeat was only a matter of time.

Just then, a loud bang came from afar, attracting everyone's attention.

That was the direction in which Raine and Nassuro were fighting.

After enduring the extreme cold of the first generation of Kitetsu, the huge wok transformed all the absorbed power, turning the bottom of the wok crimson and emitting a terrifyingly high temperature that could melt steel!

And Renn was holding this red-hot giant pot, as if it were a small sun, and smashed it down on the head of the astonished Nassuro Sei!

"Try this, fresh out of the oven... teppanyaki!"

Ryan's words, "Freshly baked teppanyaki," resounded like a thunderclap in everyone's ears.

Nasujiro looked at the giant cauldron that was crashing down on him, radiating terrifying heat, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his withered face.

He could clearly sense that the pot contained not only high temperature, but also a scorching law full of life and creativity, which was completely opposite to his cold law!

His invincible demonic sword power, capable of severing cause and effect, was completely suppressed in the face of this power!

"Demon Blade: Absolute Zero!"

Nasujiro Sei dared not be negligent. He held the first generation Kitetsu horizontally in front of him, and unprecedented purple cold air erupted from the blade, attempting to completely freeze the scorching power of the law.

However, Ryan's attack method was completely beyond his expectations.

"Culinary Techniques: Stir-frying!"

With a flick of his wrist, the huge wok began to spin rapidly in his hand, creating a hot, spiraling stream of air.

The moment Nasu Shoulang's absolute zero came into contact with this airflow, it was as if it had been thrown into a high-speed blender, instantly pulverized and decomposed, making it impossible to form an effective defense.

boom!

With a dull thud, the giant, red-hot cauldron slammed solidly into the blade of the first generation Kitetsu.

Nasujiro felt an irresistible, terrifying force that combined scorching heat with spiraling energy. His mountain-like, stable body was shaken and slid backward for dozens of meters, his feet carving two deep scorch marks on the solid deck.

"Hahaha! Well done, head chef!"