The black-robed figure looked at Enel with great interest, then let out a strange chuckle while glancing toward Tarfa who was thrown aside. "Shifting problems to others? Quite interesting!"
With cold sweat continuously dripping, Tarfa crawled backward repeatedly. Of the two people before him, there wasn't one he could handle.
His age wasn't too old yet he had already reached the position of Marine Commodore, an achievement he had been very proud of. Now he realized that in the current world, his strength meant nothing at all.
Enel held his staff in his left hand, while his right shoulder carried the large Mjolnir. With his body enveloped in electric sparks, he slowly floated into the air and looked down at the black-robed figure below.
"If I kill you, will I get the strongest Gold List reward?" Enel asked.
The black-robed figure laughed without giving a definite answer, "Maybe. You should try it!"
Enel nodded seriously, "Alright, then I'll try!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised Mjolnir. Electric currents jumped in his eyes, and a terrifying aura began to condense. Thick black clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, with lightning continuously striking within them.
"Maximum: 200 Million Volts!"
Enel swung his hand, and from behind the black clouds, thousands of dense lightning bolts struck downward, covering the entire area below.
"Run! Run quickly—!"
"Wh-what... what kind of existence is this?!"
"Devil! He's a devil!"
The crowd below instantly screamed hysterically and ran in disarray.
Enel laughed wildly and loudly, he spread both his arms and shouted: "No! I am God!"
"God?" The black-robed figure sneered. "Are you even worthy?"
Instantly, the space around the black-robed figure distorted. His body appeared to collapse toward the center and disappeared in an instant. The thousands of striking lightning bolts hit empty space.
However, unfortunately for the people around. The radius of the lightning attack was too wide. Most civilians didn't have time to escape; some of them were directly struck by lightning and turned to charcoal in an instant, then crumbled into black dust.
The piercing screams that could be heard made hair stand on end. People who managed to escape outside the attack area looked back with horrified feelings, as well as extraordinary fear toward the figure floating in the air.
God? This was clearly a true devil.
However, Enel didn't care at all about his actions. For him, death was just a blessing. Being able to die at his hands was an honor.
"Only know how to run away? Coward!" Enel felt angry at losing his target. He looked around, searching for the black-robed figure's whereabouts.
"What are you looking for..."
Suddenly, behind Enel, space distorted again. The black-robed figure stepped out from the void while delivering a sharp taunt.
Enel's pupils shrank drastically. He quickly swung his arm. Mjolnir that was as big as a human body felt very light in his hand, moved with perfect control. The sound of wind roared fiercely, and in an instant the hammer was already above the black-robed figure's head.
However in the next second, he was shocked again. His Mjolnir actually passed through his opponent's body as if not hitting anything. His opponent's body transformed into shadow at the moment of contact with the hammer.
*BOOM!*
The black-robed figure casually swung his hand, and Enel was sent flying far away. He vomited fresh blood in the air.
"How is this possible?!" Enel couldn't believe it. "A Logia-type Devil Fruit user?"
However, he wasn't given time to think further. The black-robed figure had already moved again. Behind him, a magnificent blue giant suddenly appeared. Tremendous energy surged within it. A giant palm as tall as a mountain pressed toward Enel from above.
At this moment, Enel was drenched in cold sweat. His body trembled violently as if enduring extraordinary suffering. His pupils lost focus; he didn't react to the giant hand threatening his life, as if his soul was trapped in an illusion.
*SLAP!*
Enel was slammed hard to the ground by that giant hand, then immediately scooped up and gripped within its fist.
"No—!" Enel suddenly screamed miserably with a voice that didn't resemble human. His pupils refocused, but he realized with horror that he was seriously injured and had fallen into the enemy's hands.
His current condition was very miserable. Mjolnir lay far away, the taiko drums on his shoulders were destroyed, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked very disheveled, no longer any trace of arrogance from the man who previously claimed to be god.
"Submit, or die!"
The black-robed figure floated at the chest part of that energy giant, staring coldly toward Enel while giving a final warning.
Enel closed his eyes and remained silent for quite a while, before finally saying dejectedly: "I submit!"
"Good!"
The black-robed figure smiled faintly. With a wave of his hand, the energy giant disappeared in the air. Enel's body fell straight down, but just before touching the ground, he was supported by a stream of energy. Then, a gentle green power enveloped him, making his wounds heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This kind of power..." Enel was shocked again.
He was now certain this person wasn't a Devil Fruit user at all, because he possessed so many miraculous abilities. Before this black-robed figure, he felt like a small child who had no power to resist at all. He now believed this person was truly that mysterious Gold List's first rank.
Before long, Enel stood up again. Though still looking disheveled, his wounds had mostly healed.
"Master!" Enel knelt on one knee, showing his submission.
The black-robed figure hummed in agreement. He raised his hand, and the black cat that had been hiding somewhere jumped out and entered his arms while making lazy meowing sounds.
"May I know what is Master's purpose for this journey?" Enel asked.
The black-robed figure answered: "No particular purpose, just walking around because I'm bored. Who would have thought I'd meet some people with no eyes who ruined my mood, so I just killed them. That's what provoked these people to come..."
In the middle of his sentence, he suddenly turned toward the north. On the street not far from there, a group of people ran quickly. All wore white Marine uniforms, large robes with the kanji for Justice on their backs.
The leader wore round glasses, had a tall and large body, with a long beard neatly braided. His aura was very authoritative. He was the Marine Fleet Admiral—Sengoku the Buddha!
And behind him were his subordinate ranks:
Marine Vice Admiral, the Hero "Garp the Fist".
Marine Admiral "Kizaru" Borsalino.
Marine Admiral "Akainu" Sakazuki.
Marine Admiral "Aokiji" Kuzan.
Marine Vice Admiral and Advisor, "Tsuru".
Former Marine Admiral "Black Arm Zephyr"!
Behind these Marine high-ranking officers, members of the Shichibukai could also be seen, as well as ten Pacifistas with sturdy bodies.
At this time, everyone showed serious expressions seeing the surrounding environment that had been completely destroyed, as well as the charred corpses curled up on the ground. They all furrowed their brows very deeply.