Chapter 132

With the addition of the ice element, the storm instantly froze the area and was swept into the sky by the violent airflow.

Even in the face of such a natural disaster, Carl stood calmly. The elemental fusion technique created by Dragon and Aokiji only piqued his slight interest.

As an examiner, Carl commented in a professional manner, "The ability is well developed."

After that, Carl made the same move as Dragon. He spread out his palms, and the darkness surging on his body immediately turned into black torrents, spiraling in his palms.

Soon, a mini version of the dark tornado formed. Carl waved his hand and said lightly,

"Dark Storm."

Under the gaze of all the Navy officers and soldiers, two terrifying tornadoes—one blue, one black—almost connecting the sky and earth, collided. Everyone couldn't help but swallow hard. However, the collision of the two forces did not make a sound. At the moment of impact, the blue tornado was like a delicate girl, drawn into the embrace of the black tornado, becoming one with it.

Dragon and Aokiji, watching their hard-earned fusion technique get consumed so easily, were stunned. They hadn't expected their creation to be so vulnerable.

When Aramaki saw their expressions, he burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! You tinkered with it for so long and that's all you got?"

Aokiji looked embarrassed but, irritated by Aramaki's unrestrained laughter, he snapped,

"Aramaki! We're in an exam! Can you be more serious?"

"Huh? You're teaching me how to do things now?" Aramaki retorted, the two getting in each other's faces, neither backing down. From the high platform, Zephyr rolled his eyes, exasperated.

"Two idiots!"

As Aramaki and Aokiji argued, Dragon shouted,

"Enough! It's coming!" Both stopped, sensing the terrifying gravitational force from Carl's dark storm.

Unlike a regular tornado, Carl's dark storm didn't send debris flying, it was silent, leaving no trace in its wake. Its quiet nature only made it more terrifying. Dragon, struggling against the gravity, shouted,

"Get out of here! Elementalization can't resist darkness!"

In the darkness, all are equal.

Without needing to be told, Aokiji and Aramaki understood. In an unexpected display of teamwork, Aokiji suddenly lay on Aramaki's back, turning into a layer of ice and sticking to him.

Shivering from the cold, Aramaki muttered,

"Damn it, it's always me at the critical moment!"

With a sarcastic glance at Dragon, Aramaki's lower half transformed into thick tree roots, burrowing into the ground for safety. Dragon, nearly cursing in frustration, realized they had even created a fusion technique for escape!

With the dark storm drawing closer, its gravitational pull intensified. Dragon had no choice but to fully elementalize and fly upward, desperate to avoid being consumed.

Carl, mindful of the friendly forces nearby, stopped the dark storm before it could cause more damage. Raising his hand, he dissipated the storm, which turned into thick black gas, flowing back into his body. The once-paved floor of the venue was now a barren, scarred landscape.

After a moment, a sprout broke through the ground, followed by the emergence of Aramaki, who had sought refuge below. He grumbled,

"How long are you going to lie down? I'm freezing to death!"

With a sharp crack, Aokiji's frozen form shattered and reformed next to him. A gust of wind signaled Dragon's descent, his face dark with frustration. Ignoring Aokiji and Aramaki, he wrapped his arms in Haki, his eyes fixed on Carl.

Aokiji, smirking, plucked a blade of grass from Aramaki's head and, with a cold breath, shaped it into an ice blade. Before Aramaki could react, Aokiji moved, standing beside Dragon and whispered,

"Dragon, let's go together!"

Without a word, Dragon surged forward, a strong gust propelling him. Aokiji followed closely behind, leaving an icy trail in his wake.

Cursing under his breath, Aramaki transformed into a towering tree man, entering combat mode.

After three years, Dragon, Aokiji, and Aramaki had grown significantly stronger. But even now, facing Carl, they felt powerless—perhaps even more so than before. Despite their combined assault, Carl effortlessly countered their moves with simple gestures.

The young Navy students watching were in awe. To them, the strength of Dragon and his companions was overwhelming, their attacks almost invisible due to sheer speed. But Carl? He hadn't moved a muscle, not even a hair out of place, while Dragon and the others were drenched in sweat.

What made this situation even more staggering was that Carl himself didn't fully understand his strength. After awakening the Lunarian bloodline and becoming a user of the Dark-Dark Fruit, he had no clear idea of the limits of his power.

Dragon, filled with frustration, let out a roar. "Impossible! The gap can't be this wide!"

Carl's lips curled into a dark smile. Previously on the defensive, he suddenly shifted to offense, grabbing Aokiji and Aramaki and tossing them aside.

A second later, a pair of massive black wings unfolded from Carl's back, transforming into bat-like wings. Dragon's eyes widened in horror.

"What is this? Aren't you a Logia type?"

Garp and the others, witnessing Carl's transformation for the first time, stood up in shock. Even the usually composed Sengoku the Buddha was stunned. This form clearly belonged to a Zoan-type transformation!

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