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Aokiji's surroundings rapidly plummeted in temperature as the sound of ice freezing filled the air. A wave of cold air washed over everyone.
Enel, aboard the ship, gritted his teeth and transformed into lightning, charging towards Aokiji. But his golden staff only shattered Aokiji's ice form, unable to stop the Admiral's attack.
Wyper and Lucci, relying on their newly acquired Haki, barely managed to hold Aokiji back, but they were only delaying the inevitable ice engulfing them.
The ice continued to spread, threatening to encase the entire warship. In the distance, the roar of something moving at light speed echoed.
Aokiji's expression shifted as he cautiously watched two flashes of light approach.
The light coalesced, revealing two figures.
Two identical, creepy-looking men stood before them.
One was Kizaru. The other… was also Kizaru?
Aokiji stared at his apparent duplicates, his voice laced with surprise. "Borsalino? Did he copy you?"
Both Kizarus answered in unison, "It's me, Aokiji! He's impersonating me!"
Aokiji was dumbfounded. How was he supposed to tell them apart?
One of the "Kizarus" spoke in his characteristically slow drawl, "You despicable pirate, you think Kuzan wouldn't recognize me just because you're pretending to be me?"
The other "Kizaru" scoffed, his mouth twisting in a smirk. "Aren't you scared? Kuzan can tell us apart instantly. You're a fake."
The "Kizaru" on the left grinned. "Still pretending? Let's fight again, and Kuzan will see who's the real deal."
The "Kizaru" on the right retorted, "Bring it on! Let's see who's truly the fastest!"
Two flashes of light clashed in the air, leaving everyone below speechless. Their shouts and taunts echoed through the sky.
The sound of two monkeys screeching on both banks of a river... the pressure was now on Aokiji, the spectator.
Kuzan scratched his head, his eyes darting between the two figures, a headache building.
You guys are giving me too much credit. I really can't tell…
Kuzan, looking at Enel and the others blocking his path, had an idea. He shouted, "Whoever's the real one, hurry up and take care of Noir's crew!"
The two flashing lasers, without hesitation, shot towards Wyper and Enel on the ground.
With identical movements, both executed a light-speed kick. Wyper and Enel were sent flying, their bodies contorted from the impact.
This…
Kuzan was at a loss. Was Noir willing to attack his own crewmates?
Enel, covered in dust and debris, crawled out from the wreckage, clutching his head and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Though he had no proof, he couldn't shake the feeling that he'd just been betrayed by his own captain…
The one who kicked me to near-death was definitely that bastard Noir!
The "Kizaru" looked at Enel, blinking innocently, a faint smile playing on his lips.
You think he wouldn't dare attack his own crew to test your perception? Think again.
Let me tell you, when Noir is bored on the ship, he likes to beat up Enel for fun!
Unable to distinguish between the two "Monkey" Kuzan decided to abandon that approach for now. He focused his attention on the massive warship, unleashing a wave of freezing air.
A gleam of excitement flashed in Noir's eyes. This was his chance!
The moment Kuzan activated his Devil Fruit power, Noir seized the opportunity, swiftly transforming into light and closing the distance between himself and Aokiji.
The real Kizaru, anticipating this move, flashed forward to protect Aokiji.
Kizaru's golden light-leg slammed into Noir's shoulder, but Noir didn't falter. He endured the impact and crashed into Aokiji.
"Successfully copied the golden talent, Devil's Host: Ice Ice Fruit. Replace?"
Noir wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a triumphant smile spreading across his face.
To Kizaru and Aokiji, that smile looked like the grin of a devil.
Alarm bells went off in Aokiji's head. He glared at Noir, realizing his momentary lapse in judgment had allowed Noir to make contact.
Two Admirals working together could hold their own against even a Yonko for several rounds.
But if they couldn't even touch their opponent, defeating a Warlord-level pirate like Noir was an impossible task.
Physical contact was inevitable in a fight, and Noir's unbeatable Copy-Copy Fruit gave him a significant advantage. Now, he even had the Pika Pika no Mi at his disposal.
Who on the seas could he not touch and copy?
Noir stored the Goro Goro no Mi information in his system, straightening up with renewed confidence, his appearance reverting to normal.
His lower legs shimmered with light, his feet treading on a wave of shadows. His arms were encased in ice armor. Noir cracked his neck and grinned. "Round two!"
The Marine soldiers, seeing Noir's true form, raised their rifles and unleashed a volley of bullets.
Noir flicked his wrist, and an ice wall erupted from the ground, deflecting the hail of lead.
Thousands of Marines fired their weapons, but they couldn't penetrate Noir's defenses. Finally, someone remembered Noir's power.
Devil Noir, the wielder of the Copy-Copy Fruit!
He commanded the user of the Goro Goro no Mi, said to be the strongest Logia, and a rare Ancient Zoan user.
And the latest intel revealed that the entire CP9, the former Government's intelligence agency, had joined Noir's crew!
This pirate was a Devil Fruit user's nightmare. And now, he'd copied an Admiral's power.
Only Akainu remained. The Marine was on the verge of losing all its top-tier fighting power...
Aokiji and Kizaru abandoned any thoughts of holding back. They launched a joint assault on Noir.
The fusion of ice and light, combined with Noir's shadow manipulation, created an explosive force that rivaled anyone's.
However, using so many abilities simultaneously drained his stamina rapidly. Noir couldn't maintain this for long.
If only he had Kaido's incredible stamina…
Like Law, who possessed the power of the Ope Ope no Mi but lacked the physical endurance to utilize it fully, Noir's stamina was his limiting factor.
Noir summoned Amaterasu flames, engulfing Devil Blade, and swung the black-bladed sword at Aokiji.
Kizaru's light couldn't be countered by any element, but Aokiji's ice was a different story.
The intense heat of Amaterasu washed over Aokiji. The chill-prone Admiral instinctively flinched, taking several steps back from the searing temperature.
He'd never felt such heat, not even during his battles with Akainu!
What kind of power is this?!
Noir pressed his advantage, his Amaterasu-wreathed blade radiating a terrifying aura as he relentlessly attacked Aokiji.
Aokiji, suppressed by the heat of Amaterasu, could barely create ice that wouldn't instantly melt. He was forced to retreat.
Fortunately, Kizaru arrived in time, wielding his Ama no Murakumo to engage Noir in a sword fight. Aokiji provided support, launching ice spikes to disrupt Noir's attacks.
The Admirals, with their vast experience, quickly turned the tide of the battle. Noir was once again on the defensive.
Just as Noir's stamina began to wane, a deafening cheer erupted from behind him.
"We did it! We broke through the ice!"
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