Chapter 312: The End of the Human Realm! Rinnegan Soul Extraction and Major Deviation

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

He roared loudly, his hands waving frantically, attempting to control the atmospheric pressure once more to suck the surrounding oxygen back out.

However, the hurricane Tatsuya created not only poured in fresh air but also sent the entire surrounding airflow field into a state of chaotic fury.

In such irregular gales, Caesar's Gas-Gas Fruit ability simply could not condense a formed vacuum domain.

"Go to hell! Scum!"

"Gum-Gum Grizzly Magnum!"

Two giant black fists slammed down without reservation amidst Caesar's desperate, shrill screams.

"BOOM—!!!"

A destructive shockwave exploded within the central control room, instantly shattering the expensive and sophisticated experimental instruments into a flurry of flying fragments.

Caesar was hit head-on as if by a giant hydraulic press; his face collapsed and deformed the moment it made contact with the black fists, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood mixed with organ fragments.

Under Luffy's matchless and violent thrusting force,

Caesar's body was like a bunker-buster missile, smashing directly through the thick super-alloy floor of the control room.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A continuous series of cracking sounds rang out as Caesar's body smashed through multiple layers of solid floorboards all the way down.

Finally, he fell heavily into the dark ruins of the research institute's bottom floor, his bones shattered, completely losing consciousness as he collapsed into the pile of rubble like a puddle of mud.

Tatsuya followed the huge hole that had been smashed through, leaping down lightly and walking slowly to the front of the unconscious Caesar.

In the dim underground ruins, Tatsuya's heterochromatic eyes—one red and one purple—showed no emotional fluctuation.

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

"Human Path: Soul Extraction."

Accompanied by a low, cold chant, a strange suction erupted from Tatsuya's palm.

Caesar, who was in a deep coma, suddenly twitched violently.

He opened his mouth wide, letting out a shrill soul-wail.

A translucent, twisted spirit taking Caesar's form was seen being forcibly extracted inch by inch from his broken shell by Tatsuya.

During this process, all the deeply hidden secrets in Caesar's mind—

The core formula for the SAD Artificial Devil Fruit raw materials, the inhumane data from the giantification experiments on children, and all the transaction details and secret codes between him and the underworld king, Doflamingo—

Everything about him was like segments of fast-forwarded videotape, instantly and completely read by Tatsuya's brain.

Tatsuya's eyes flickered slightly as he suddenly exerted force with his palm; the soul was instantly and completely ripped out, and Caesar's life force was subsequently severed entirely.

At the exact second Caesar's soul dissipated, the mechanical prompt of the system sounded in Tatsuya's mind:

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

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward: 50,000 Ninja Points.]

[Detected that the host of the Gas-Gas Fruit has been confirmed dead.]

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

Meanwhile, aboard the thousand sunny.

In the quiet food storage room, a cantaloupe that Sanji had neatly placed in a fruit basket suddenly underwent a strange distortion on its surface.

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

In just a few seconds, this fruit quietly transformed into a brand new Logia Gas-Gas Fruit, silently waiting to be discovered.

...

The research institute's core SAD Production Room.

This place had already turned into a bloody and cruel execution ground.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a dull, heavy thud, Vice Admiral Smoker's tall frame was once again slammed hard against the rigid metal reactor.

Bones all over his body were broken in multiple places, blood flowed from his forehead into his eyes, and his vision was a complete blur.

Even though he pushed his Smoke-Smoke Fruit to its limits to elementalize, he still couldn't evade Vergo's Armament Haki strikes, which clung to him like maggots on a corpse.

Vergo's entire body was covered in pitch-black Armament Haki, making him look like a black demon god who felt no pain.

Holding a bamboo pole also stained black by Haki, his eyes were cold and heartless as he treated the dignified Marine Vice Admiral Smoker like a tattered sandbag, delivering a one-sided, brutal beating.

Scorching blood splattered everywhere, staining the expensive and massive experimental equipment nearby.

Smoker bit down hard on the cigar that had long since gone out; even though his consciousness was starting to fade and his legs were trembling so much he could barely stand,

He still let out a roar, swinging his Sea Stone Jitte in an attempt to counterattack.

But the gap in strength was like a chasm.

Vergo simply leaned to the side, easily dodging Smoker's spent attack, and sent him flying again with a backhand strike of the pole.

Not far away, Law watched this scene, gritting his teeth and suppressing his psychological shadow of Vergo, just about to raise his hand to activate his "ROOM" space ability to provide rescue.

But at that moment, Vergo gave a cold snort and kicked Smoker back heavily.

He turned his head, looking at Law with cold eyes, and slowly pulled a transparent cubic box from his coat.

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

"Want to save someone? You'd better look after yourself first, Law."

A cruel smile curled at the corner of Vergo's mouth as his fingers suddenly tightened, squeezing hard through the cube box.

"Aaaargh—!!!"

Law instantly let out an extremely shrill scream.

His face turned as pale as paper, his knees buckled, and he knelt heavily onto the cold floor.

The piercing pain of his heart being directly ravaged by an external force was like ten thousand arrows piercing his core, causing him to lose all strength in an instant.

He could barely maintain a clear consciousness, let alone concentrate enough to use the Ope-Ope no Mi ability, which required high focus.

Law clutched his chest in agony, gasping for air as sweat instantly soaked his clothes.

Vergo looked down condescendingly at the two opponents gasping for their last breaths before him, his tone full of superior disdain and mockery:

"Weren't you quite arrogant outside just now? Why aren't you talking anymore? You wanted to personally clean house? Don't make me laugh, Smoker."

Vergo took heavy steps, resting the pitch-black bamboo pole on his shoulder:

"Your Haki is simply too weak; it's completely fragile.

"In the first half of the Grand Line, you might have been able to show off, but in this New World where monsters congregate,"

"Weakness... is an unforgivable original sin."

Hearing Vergo's piercing mockery, an unwilling low growl issued from Smoker's throat as he lay in a pool of blood.

He used the blood-stained Jitte to prop himself up against the ground, forcing his nearly broken body to wobble as he stood up once more.

With trembling fingers, he fished a fresh cigar from his pocket, placed it in his mouth, struck a match, and relit it.

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

Looking at his subordinate's terror-filled face, a flash of determination crossed Smoker's eyes.

He raised his voice, using all his strength to command coldly:

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

"But... Vice Admiral Smoker..."

Tashigi shook her head desperately; she wanted to rush up and fight alongside her superior, even if it meant dying here.

But before she could finish, Smoker rudely interrupted her with a shout:

"Shut up! Obey orders! Go!"

Smoker bit his cigar, glaring at her with an incredibly stern expression as he roared, "In a Haki battle of this level, you staying here won't help at all; instead, it'll only distract me because I'll have to protect you!

"Don't be a burden to me here, beat it!"

Hearing these merciless words, Tashigi bit her pale lip hard.

She knew Vice Admiral Smoker was intentionally speaking so harshly to protect her.

But she hated her own weakness even more, hated that she could only be a burden to her superior at such a life-and-death moment.

Amidst a massive sense of humiliation, powerlessness, and deep grief, Tashigi forced back the tears welling in her eyes.

She took one last deep look at the blood-covered Marine silhouette that still stood as firm as a mountain.

She turned around and broke into a run, rushing recklessly toward the depths of the dark passage.

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

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