Kuzan pulled his hand out of his pocket, and in that instant, his originally lazy aura vanished completely.
The water molecules in the air seemed to receive a military order, instantly condensing into frost. White cold air spiraled beneath his feet like a tangible white python.
"Though I don't know the principle behind that red and white ball..."
Kuzan raised his eyelids, his gaze behind his sunglasses locking onto the red figure in the distance.
"It should be enough as long as I stall him."
Kuzan stood at the edge of the shattered ice, his Justice Coat fluttering loudly in the cold current. He didn't rush out immediately, but slowly raised his right arm, aiming his palm at the red figure twisting his hips on the ice mountain in the distance.
The temperature in the air plummeted, and even the white breath he exhaled turned into ice shards instantly.
"Ice Block: Partisan."
Without any redundant words, two crystal-clear ice spears emitting a deadly chill condensed out of thin air. Accompanied by a piercing sound of breaking air, they crossed hundreds of meters in an instant like two heavy sniper rounds fired from a barrel.
The speed was astonishing.
This strike was enough to pierce through a warship.
Bring it on!
Mordred did not dodge; he also wanted to see just how strong his body, encased in its carapace, could become.
Thud! Thud!
Two muffled sounds.
The ice spears struck that red and black body without any hindrance, their massive kinetic energy carrying his body backward until he was slammed into the protruding ice rock behind him.
"Is it over?"
In the rear, Smoker placed the surviving Marines in a safe zone, his brow furrowed as he watched the battlefield. He didn't think a monster that could instantly devour a CP0 agent would be dealt with so easily.
As expected.
Crack.
The crisp sound of shattering was exceptionally piercing on the dead-silent ice field.
There was no muffled sound of flesh being pierced as expected, nor was there any warm blood spraying out.
Ice shards flew.
Under Smoker's terrified gaze, the two crystal-clear spears snapped inch by inch, turning into a pile of non-threatening ice fragments on the ground.
Kuzan watched the unscathed red figure in the distance, his eyebrows twitching slightly.
Although those two ice spears weren't a finishing move, after being coated with Armament Haki, their hardness exceeded even steel.
Hitting that guy, and not even a layer of skin was scratched?
"Hey, hey, this is a bit too much."
Kuzan scratched his head, exhaling a cloud of white mist.
"This body is simply more freakish than Kaido's."
In the distance, Deadpool extended a gloved finger and gently flicked away the remaining ice shards on his chest.
The movement was frivolous, filled with disdain.
"Hey, big guy!"
"Did you skip breakfast? Or is this the intensity of your Marine massage services? If that's the case, I suggest you go back to selling shaved ice; that has a better future!"
After speaking, he even wiggled his butt in an extremely annoying manner.
"Oh right, remember to add some strawberry jam for me. I don't like bean-paste flavor."
A vein popped on Kuzan's forehead.
Although he had long heard that this guy was a lunatic, this kind of direct mental pollution was still a bit hard to take.
"Arara... what an infuriating guy."
Kuzan sighed and pulled his hand completely out of his pocket.
His originally lazy stance vanished instantly, replaced by a presence as steady and imposing as a mountain.
Since testing was ineffective, he'd have to get a little serious.
After all, there was an alien watching nearby; if he couldn't even manage to stall for time, where would the Navy's pride go?
"Ice Block: Pheasant Beak!"
Kuzan's right arm swung out violently.
Terrifying cold air instantly compressed and condensed on his arm, turning into a giant ice crystal phoenix that let out a sharp screech as it whistled toward Deadpool.
Everywhere it passed, even the air was frozen, leaving behind a white vacuum zone.
Facing this grand-scale attack, the eyes under Deadpool's mask lit up instead.
That's it!
This is the level an Admiral should have!
If it weren't even at this level, wouldn't his ultimate body fused with the Blacklight virus be too lonely?
"Good timing! Let Lord Deadpool show you how to tear an ice sculpture apart with bare hands!"
With a thought from Mordred, the black and red flesh on his arms began to squirm frantically.
His originally normal arms suddenly swelled, and countless black keratin layers broke through the skin, turning into two giant, incredibly sharp claws.
"Blacklight Virus: Claw Form!"
Deadpool did not retreat but advanced, his legs kicking hard against the ice, and he charged toward the ice phoenix like a red cannonball.
"Shatter... for me!"
A loud roar.
His claws crossed, carrying the shrill sound of tearing air as they slammed into the head of the ice bird.
Boom!
A massive explosion echoed across the ice field.
Ice shards flew everywhere, as if a blizzard had started.
That ice crystal phoenix, capable of freezing a battleship, was actually torn apart by those claws!
However, the moment the ice shards flew...
A tall white figure appeared before Deadpool like a phantom, piercing through the sky full of ice mist.
Fast!
So fast that even the retina couldn't capture an afterimage.
Kuzan still maintained that expressionless look, but his right fist was already as pitch black as ink.
That was high-density Armament Haki!
No fancy movements, just a simple straight punch.
But this simple punch contained terrifying power, enough to crush mountains.
"Got you."
Kuzan's low voice sounded in Deadpool's ear.
Mordred heart tightened.
Is this the Taijutsu of a Marine Admiral?
Even without Devil Fruit abilities, this physical fitness and Haki cultivation alone are enough to stand at the top of the world.
Dodge?
No.
The word "dodge" did not exist in Mordred dictionary.
His current identity was Deadpool, an immortal monster, and the master of the Blacklight virus!
Since you want to clash fists, then I'll play with you to the end!
"Roar!"
A non-human roar erupted from Mordred throat.
The claws on his arms retracted instantly, replaced by a more violent accumulation of biomass.
The black and red muscle fibers expanded frantically like an inflating balloon, instantly swelling his arms to three times their original thickness.
A hard black keratin layer covered the surface, forming a pair of giant fists like battering rams.
"Blacklight Virus: Hammer Form!"
"Get wrecked!"
Mordred exerted force from his waist and abdomen, driving those exaggerated hammers to meet Kuzan's pitch-black iron fist without any flair.
One large, one small.
One red, one black.
The two fists slammed together violently in mid-air.
Boom!!!
At this moment, time seemed to stand still.
Immediately after, a visible impact spread frantically in all directions with the two of them as the center.
The solid ice layer beneath their feet, dozens of meters thick, was like glass hit by a sledgehammer, instantly shattering into countless spider-web-like cracks.
Crack crack crack—
The ice field for hundreds of meters around was wailing and trembling.
In the distance, Smoker had to elementalize his lower body and grip the ice tightly to avoid being blown away by this terrifying airwave.
His eyes widened as he watched the two stalemated figures in the distance, his eyeballs nearly popping out.
"Are... are you kidding me..."
"That guy actually... blocked an Admiral in terms of strength?!"
Center of the battlefield.
Kuzan's expression finally changed.
The counter-force coming from the fist was so great that it didn't seem like something a human could possess.
That feeling was like punching a mountain that was crashing toward him at high speed.
Pure strength.
No technique, just the ultimate aesthetic of violence.
"What did this guy... grow up eating?"
Kuzan gritted his teeth, a hint of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.
He could feel that in this contest of strength, he was actually faintly at a disadvantage!
The strength of that red-clothed monster was still surging out continuously, like a perpetual motion machine.
Boom!
Finally, the ice layer beneath their feet could no longer withstand this monstrous strength and completely collapsed.
Kuzan only felt an irresistible force strike him, and he was sent flying backward like a cannonball.
Bang bang bang!
His body smashed through three icebergs in succession before finally crashing into an ice valley, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Wow! Home run!"
Deadpool stood in place, maintaining his punching posture, and whistled.
But he did not pursue.
Because his right arm was trembling slightly.
On that giant hammer fist, the black keratin layer covering it had developed a series of fine cracks.
A portion of the flesh even appeared a strange purple-black, a trace of being eroded by high-level Armament Haki.
"Tsk, is this Ryou?"
Mordred felt the stinging pain from inside his arm and secretly clicked his tongue.
Although in terms of pure strength, he who had been strengthened by the Blacklight virus and the recent wave of devouring evolution already had a slight upper hand...
In the application of Haki, there was still a gap between him and a veteran Admiral like Kuzan.
With that punch just now, Kuzan's Haki had directly bypassed the keratin layer and impacted the inside of his muscles.
If it were an ordinary person, this arm would have been ruined long ago.
But fortunately... he wasn't human.
Squelch, squelch—
A sound of squirming flesh rang out.
Black and red tendrils interlaced frantically at the wound, and in less than two seconds, the muscle tissue damaged by the Haki was restored to its original state.
Even the surface keratin layer became smooth and shiny black again.
"Looks like I'll have to absorb a few more Haki experts."