A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

Upon seeing this, Gatz roared excitedly, and morale soared instantly.

"Your path is too cold and too fragile."

Raine put the wok back and calmly commented, "It's like a piece of raw fish that hasn't been processed at all. It retains the original flavor, but it lacks the sublimation brought by the flame."

"Who...who exactly are you?"

Nasujiro looked at his first-generation Kitetsu, which was slightly red from being burned, and then at the calm and composed young man opposite him, and asked in a dry voice.

"I'm just a chef."

Ryan's answer remained the same.

"A chef who firmly believes that fire is the soul of cooking."

Chapter 183 is finished, time for the main course.

The moment he finished speaking, Renn's figure disappeared again.

Instead of engaging in close combat, he appeared at the kitchen doorway not far away.

He placed the huge wok on the ground and then took out bags of powder that had been prepared beforehand and emitted a strange aroma from the kitchen.

There is impact shell powder from the Sky Island that can generate high-pressure gas.

It contains explosive chili powder derived from deep-sea volcanoes, containing explosive fire element energy.

There's also his own secret sauce, made from scraps of various legendary ingredients, which can temporarily boost one's domineering aura.

To everyone's bewilderment, Renn dumped all of these things into the wok that was still radiating terrifying heat.

"What...what does he want to do?"

One of the guards asked, puzzled.

Nassuro Sei felt an unprecedented and extreme sense of danger welling up in his heart.

"Stop him!"

He roared and was about to charge forward.

However, it was too late.

"Culinary Skills: Stir-frying - The Feast Begins!"

Raine gently tapped the chef's knife, Paoding, against the edge of the pot.

Ding!

A crisp sound rang out, like the tolling of a bell signaling the start of a grand feast.

The next second, an indescribable chain explosion, full of violent aesthetics, erupted from that huge wok!

Rumble!

Countless colorful torrents, mixed with flames, shockwaves, and domineering fragrance, shot into the sky, like a reversed meteor shower, covering the entire battlefield!

That wasn't just a simple attack, but a wide-ranging, indiscriminate seasoning full of culinary essence!

The members of the Whitebeard Pirates were enveloped by the colorful torrent, and they felt a warm and powerful force surge into their bodies, instantly healing their injuries and causing their strength to surge once again.

The members of the Five Elders' direct guards were as if they had been doused with boiling oil. Their specially made combat uniforms quickly disintegrated in the face of this corrosive and explosive torrent, and they let out shrill screams as their formation instantly fell into chaos.

"What...what the hell is this?!"

A captain of the guards was horrified to discover that his domineering aura had been eroded by the fragrance, becoming chaotic and disordered.

The battle situation was once again dramatically reversed because of Ryan's incredible and explosive attack!

Nasujiro looked at the apocalyptic scene before him, and then at the boy standing at the center of the explosion, whose clothes were not even disheveled. For the first time, fear appeared in his eyes.

This chef... he's not fighting, he's... cooking!

And all of them were just ingredients on his chopping board!

"It's time to end this."

Raine's voice was like a final verdict.

He slowly emerged from the colorful torrent, carrying two enormous knives made of pure golden flames that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Now, it's time to enjoy the main course."

As soon as he finished speaking, it was seen that the two huge dinner knives made of pure golden flames that Rein was using no longer emitted scorching heat, but a more primal power of law that was enough to cook all things.

Nasujiro had no doubt that if he were cut by that thing, his fate would not be to be severed, but rather to be... processed into a perfect sashimi.

"You madman...you're a complete and utter madman!"

This financial martial god, who had lived for hundreds of years, experienced fear for the first time in battle.

The first generation of Kitetsu in his hand let out a mournful cry of unwillingness, and the eerie purple aura on the blade was dimmed by the golden flame aura.

He wanted to retreat, but Ryan's aura had already locked him firmly in place.

It's the kind of absolute focus that a hunter has when locking onto his prey, or a chef when locking onto an ingredient—a focus that leaves no room for escape.

"Culinary Techniques: Slicing and Thin Cutting!"

Renn moved.

His figure appeared like a ghost, instantly appearing beside Nasujiro Sei.

There was no earth-shattering blade light, no sword pressure that tore through space; the flaming dagger simply made a light slash along the weakest point of Nasujiro Sei's body's joint fascia at an extremely tricky angle.

The movements are fluid and expressive, as if they are not fighting, but rather cutting a piece of top-quality tuna belly.

scoff!

A soft sound, like a hot knife cutting through butter.

Nasujuro Sei's black kimono, made of top-quality materials, along with the indestructible Armament Haki covering it, was easily sliced ​​open with a smooth, mirror-like gash.

A thin line of blood appeared from under his ribs, and then blood gushed out.

"what?!"

Nasujiro Sei's pupils contracted sharply as he stared in disbelief at the wounds on his body.

The opponent's attack ignored his domineering defense, and even his bones and muscles, directly cutting into the weakest point in his power flow!

The feeling was like that of a top-notch butcher who could see through the entire structure of a cow's bones and veins at a glance.

"Your meat is too tough and has too much connective tissue, which affects the texture."

Ryan's voice rang in his ears, like the most discerning gourmet giving his opinion.

"Preprocessing is required."

Before he could finish speaking, another flaming knife came flying from another angle.

"Demon Blade: Ice Burial!"

Nasujiro Sei completely lost his mind. He abandoned all defense and poured all his power into the First Generation Kitetsu. The blade erupted with an unprecedented purple chill, transforming into a cold storm of death that swept towards Rein.

He would rather die together with the enemy than endure the humiliation of being cut up like food!

However, Ryan's response once again exceeded his expectations.

Faced with the death storm that could freeze souls, Raine neither dodged nor avoided it. The two flaming knives in his hands began to spin at an extremely high speed, like two small turbo fans.

"Culinary Skills: Dispensing Food!"

The spinning knife created two golden spirals of air, and the moment Nasu Shouro's icy blade energy came into contact with these two streams, it was as if it had been thrown into a high-speed blender.

It was instantly pulverized, decomposed, and even neutralized and evaporated by that scorching power of the law!

"This...this is impossible!"

Nasujiro Sei's worldview was completely overturned at this moment.

Using the same method as handling cream... did they crack the secret technique of the first generation of Kitetsu?

In that instant of distraction, Renn's figure was already close to his arms.

"All done, time for the main course."

Raine's voice was calm and undisturbed.

He put away the flaming knife and simply threw a punch.

It was a fist that didn't look very strong, and it wasn't shrouded in any domineering aura or any energy halo.

But this seemingly ordinary fist made Nasujiro feel as if he had been hit head-on by a rapidly spinning planet falling from the sky.

"Culinary Techniques: Kneading Dough!"

Chapter 184 Culinary Skills, Shock, and the Manchu Han Imperial Feast

boom!

A dull, loud thud was heard.

Nasujiro Seina's thin body was struck head-on by a battering ram, his sternum instantly caved in, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, tracing a messy parabola in the air.

Finally, with a deafening crash, it slammed heavily onto the deck of its own black warship, smashing a huge hole in the sturdy deck. Its fate was unknown.

Raine withdrew his fist and calmly patted the non-existent dust off his hands.

"The dough needs to be kneaded more to become elastic."

He turned around and looked at another battlefield that had completely descended into chaos, his eyes deep.

"Now, it's time to deal with another, tougher piece of meat."

Renn's intervention was like a depth charge dropped into a calm lake, instantly changing the course of the entire battlefield.

The morale of the Whitebeard Pirates soared to its peak as they watched their head chef handle one of the Five Elders in a manner that was almost humiliating, as easily as processing a piece of inferior steak.

"Hahaha! Did you see that? This is the skill of our head chef!"

Gatz's roar even drowned out the roar of the waves. He felt full of inexhaustible strength, and he swung the anchor in his hand with great force, smashing several guards in front of him and breaking their bones.

"A bunch of cowardly scum! How dare they oppose the Whitebeard Pirates!"

"Oden Ittō-ryū: Peach Blossom Spring!"

Oden was equally eager to fight, and the Ryuo aura on his twin swords surged. The two massive slashes were like two dragons emerging from the sea, tearing two huge gaps in the guard's impenetrable formation.

The Five Elders' personal guards were thrown into disarray.

They are elites, killing machines, but they are also human.

When they saw their two commanders, who were like gods, being beaten like wild boars and kneaded like dough, their steely will finally cracked.

Panic spread like a plague.

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

From the corner, Teach took in everything.

He looked at the young man standing calmly amidst the colorful torrent, a fear that he himself was unaware of, a fear that had seeped into his very bones.

This unreasonable, almost law-like power made his ambitious heart feel, for the first time, a true, soul-deep chill and... an even more fervent desire.

If... if I could obtain this power...

The seeds of greed took root and sprouted wildly in his heart.

The battle between Newgate and Vauciuri Saint has entered its most primitive and savage stage.

A white giant, transformed into a being with the power to destroy the world, whose every punch causes the space to tremble and the sea to churn.

A ferocious beast of law, transformed into a creature that devours all things, twists the laws with every collision, reducing all things to nothingness.

Each collision between the two monsters caused the once desolate sea to erupt into an apocalyptic scene.

"Gulp gulp gulp! What a tough nut to crack!"

Newgate punched the massive body of Saint Vochuli several steps back, but his own arm was also slashed by the devouring power attached to the opponent's fangs. The wound was pitch black, and even blood could not flow out, as if a piece of space there had been hollowed out.

He could sense that the other party's abilities were constantly devouring and eroding his own power.

It's like a bottomless black hole; no matter how much destructive power you unleash, it will eventually be swallowed up and dissolved.