Seraphim, a newly developed humanoid weapon by the Marine Science Unit.
Based on the genetic blueprint of the first generation of Shichibukai, fused with Lunarian genes and the Lineage Factor of various Devil Fruits, this new weapon was created.
The current Seraphims are not yet finalized and remain in the experimental phase.
This is a weapon test, one that could lead to very serious consequences.
S-Snake and S-Hawk left the prep room under Sentomaru's orders.
When creating the Pacifista, Vegapunk created the so-called authority chip to regulate their command hierarchy.
The Five Elders hold the highest authority, with Vegapunk and his clones ranked second, and Sentomaru third.
Vegapunk was quite satisfied with this bodyguard.
Aside from occasionally being a bit loose-lipped, Vegapunk found little fault with him.
All the Pacifista outside and guard robots had already been cleared out. Just as Shayna and Zeraora were about to continue forward, a sudden burst of steam erupted from the side, and an unknown object emerged from underground.
Accompanied by the sound of grinding gears, a cylindrical structure resembling an elevator rose from the ground, and Sentomaru stepped out of it.
"Intruders! This is Egghead, this isn't a place you should be!"
"After all that's happened, don't you think it's a little late to be saying that?"
"You're right. S-Hawk, S-Snake, eliminate the intruders!"
Upon receiving Sentomaru's command, the two Seraphim sprang into action, but as their true appearance was revealed, Shayna's pupils widened dramatically.
As a survivor of the Lunarian race, seeing the Seraphim made from her own people's genes standing before her filled her with nothing but rage.
To be precise, these two Seraphim didn't just use Lunarian genes, they used her and King's genes.
"Zeraora."
"What is it?"
Zeraora noticed the change in Shayna's tone. It had been a long time since he'd heard her speak with such coldness.
Beneath that icy tone was killing intent. Since the day he was born, Zeraora had never seen Shayna this furious.
"Here, take the radar. I'll leave Lord Sacred Beast's thing to you. I'm quite angry right now!"
Shayna tossed the plate radar toward Zeraora. Before he could say anything, the flames on her body changed color. Surrounded by an eerie blue fire, she entered Blue Flame Mode, and that was only the beginning.
Blue flames shot up into the sky, and Shayna's body continued to change beneath the raging flames.
Her yellow feathers darkened to black, her claws grew sharper, and the flames around her wrists fluttered like armbands.
In just the blink of an eye, Shayna had activated both Blue Flame Mode and Mega Form.
Her blue flames fused with Blaziken's crimson flames, turning the flames on her limbs into a purple.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, just having a hard time holding back my flames. Leave this to me. I know exactly how to deal with these things."
"I understand."
Looking at the enraged Shayna and the two approaching Seraphim, Zeraora had grasped the situation.
White hair, brown skin, black wings; the racial traits on the Seraphim were far too obvious. Even Zeraora could see what they were based on.
Their resemblance to Hawk Eyes and Hancock made it clear they weren't true Lunarians. Zeraora didn't know exactly how they came to be, but he understood the source of Shayna's fury.
With her going all out, he didn't need to worry.
"S-Hawk! Stop the Thunderclap! Don't let him leave!"
Seeing that Zeraora was trying to leave, Sentomaru quickly issued a new command. Just as S-Hawk began to move, before he even had time to draw the weapon on his back, Shayna had already appeared right in front of him.
A Jump Kick engulfed in flames shot toward S-Hawk's head. Realizing the danger, S-Hawk tried to dodge, but Shayna's attack speed far exceeded his body's reaction time.
Boom!
A purple explosion burst out as Shayna's burning claws slammed into S-Hawk's head. She was already skilled in kicking techniques, and with Blaziken's power, her kicks had become even more formidable.
Mega Blaziken's leg strength surpassed that of a regular Blaziken. As her speed reached its limit, the friction between her feet and the air caused intense combustion, making the energy within her body erupt violently.
The scorching Jump Kick struck S-Hawk's neck. The ultra-high kicking speed and the Haki attached to it left S-Hawk no time to react and he was instantly sent flying, smashing into the elevator that had risen from the ground.
After landing a successful hit, Shayna's face showed no joy. She hadn't held back. There was a terrifying force behind that blow, enough to destroy most enemies.
Having just his neck broken by that kick could be considered lucky. It was a terrifying power capable of shattering the human body. Even if it were Buggy, Shayna's kick would have prevented him from ever reassembling.
However, judging by the feedback from her leg, the effect of that kick was limited.
Moments later, S-Hawk stood up again from the rubble. Although his neck was tilted, his bodily functions were still intact. From the flames burning fiercely on his back, Shayna's expression could even be seen in his eyes.
"They really created something outrageous… even that was replicated."
That was the Lunarians defensive form in flame mode. Only in that form could such an attack be withstood without using special abilities.
After blocking Shayna's strike, the flames on S-Hawk's back extinguished. His small body burst forth with astonishing speed. Accompanied by the sound of sonic booms, he slashed his sword toward Shayna.
Facing that fierce slash, Shayna dodged it with just a slight shift of her body. As she looked back at the buildings sliced in half behind her, her heart remained filled with rage.
Extinguishing the flames to gain speed, that too was a Lunarian ability. The more these Seraphim resembled the Lunarian race, the more enraged Shayna became.
The Red Chain appeared in her hand. After a brief transformation, it turned into a blood-red spear.
A glimmer of excitement flashed in S-Hawk's eyes. These Seraphim inherited some behavioral traits from their original bodies. For example, S-Hawk had a desire for strong opponents.
"S-Snake, go assist S-Hawk. Take this opponent down first!"
Seeing S-Hawk struggling in the fight and realizing Zeraora could no longer be stopped, Sentomaru adjusted his orders.
But that sentence caught Shayna's attention. The moment the Red Chain touched S-Hawk's weapon, it transformed into a flexible whip and successfully bound him. Shayna then swung him like a flail and mercilessly smashed him toward S-Snake.
Even though S-Snake had inherited Hancock's appearance and her unique starry eyes gave her a special charm, Shayna showed no intention of sparing her.
Thud!
With a muffled crash, S-Hawk and S-Snake's foreheads slammed together. Then, with a flick of Shayna's wrist, the Red Chain's spikes cut S-Hawk's wrist, sending his replica of Yoru flying. Shayna caught it midair and hurled it like a throwing knife at Sentomaru.
Squelch.
The long blade pierced through Sentomaru's arm and stabbed into his chest. If not for his thick layer of fat and the fact that this replica Yoru was slightly shorter, that blow would have pierced his heart.
"Impossible! My Haki…I'm the man with the world's strongest defense!"
"You call that 'strongest defense'? Don't make me laugh. The fact that my blade could pierce your palm already says enough, my Haki is stronger than yours."
"I'll give you one chance. Tell me, where is the person who made these things?!"
Shayna appeared in front of Sentomaru at a speed akin to teleportation. At the same moment his palm was pierced, her beast-like claw had already locked onto his neck, with sharp nails digging into his skin, ready to tear through his throat at any moment.
"Cough, cough… I'm the man with the tightest mouth in the world… I won't tell you… I don't even know where Dr. Vegapunk is right now."
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