One Piece: Max-Level Observation Haki from the Start

Jinbei and Law froze in horror, trying to evade, but it was too late.

A flash of light at the corner of their eyes—and Roya had already positioned himself between them and the dragon's spears.

The twin bone spikes of the crimson dragon were halted by an invisible barrier—and couldn't get any closer.

"Stopping a dragon with bare hands! Now that's true romance for a man!" Jinbei exhaled, admiration in his voice.

The dragon's contemptuous gaze shifted to shock and absolute astonishment.

With its full strength, even sneezing required caution to avoid destroying the facility walls—yet:

This insignificant human puppet had simply withstood its full-force assault?!

Still in disbelief, the dragon didn't hold back. It inhaled deeply, causing the very air around it to be drawn inward.

Then, with malicious glee in its golden eyes, it unleashed another inferno of flame breath, engulfing everything before it.

"You pathetic humans… always so full of yourselves!"

As the flames subsided, the dragon reverted to its black-scaled form—yet its posture still oozed smug triumph.

That smugness shattered in an instant.

The dragon recoiled, pupils narrowing in terror.

It realized: its prized bone spikes had crumbled to dust, reduced to nothing by extreme heat!

And the splintering spread rapidly from its wings…

In a panic, the dragon backed away, hoping to free itself from the destruction, but the airflow only accelerated the disintegration of its bone modules.

Within moments, the damage spread across its chest and abdomen.

Cornered, pressed against the metal wall, the dragon could no longer hold together—it shattered.

In about ten seconds, the once-mighty beast was flattened—its fragments reduced to a pile of dust, losing all shape.

Jinbei and Law visibly relaxed.

Roya looked up at the ceiling and grinned.

"Since you're here… come out and drain the toxins from those kids. I might let you leave with your corpse intact."

From the ceiling vent, a swirl of pale purple gas drifted down.

It coalesced into a gas-form silhouette.

Caesar Clown, the mastermind behind this underground lab—and the dragon they'd just defeated—had arrived.

He floated down, circling Roya, admiringly sighing:

"Perfect body… perfect energy response!"

"No wonder so many muscle relaxants failed on you!"

"If I could replicate your body—combined with any of my man-made Devil Fruits—I'd create humanity's strongest bio-weapon!"

"Even if I just used you… the engineering on that would make Vegapunk look like an amateur!"

Enthralled by his own words, Caesar spun in the air a few times—and suddenly clasped his hands behind his back.

"And now… I shall begin!"

He pointed his finger at Roya and summoned a fast-moving dark purple gas column toward him.

It coiled like a venomous snake and enveloped Roya in seconds.

"Don't worry—I'm using my masterful Gas Lasso. Just enough toxin to sedate you. It seeps into your pores but won't damage a single cell."

"Your body is too perfect—I wouldn't even dare!"

Jinbei and Law exchanged disgusted glances at Caesar's perverse boast—and realized why Roya had let him act.

He was here to analyze Caesar's gas-based Devil Fruit powers, neutralize them, and save the children without injury.

Caesar smirked—thinking he'd triumphed.

But Roya just smiled back and said quietly:

"Try every toxin you've got. As you said… my body is perfect. No normal poison will work."

In an instant, Roya's pores acted like countless vacuum pumps, inhaling Caesar's gas lasso clean through.

Caesar froze—and hissed in disbelief.

He smirked, undeterred, sending five times the toxin next—but this time, Roya just inhaled that too, as though nothing had happened.

Caesar's eye twitched—he ground his teeth.

"Fine. You forced my hand."

He flicked a poisoned dart—its hollow shaft glowing a sickly purple.

Roya merely raised a finger—and the dart paused midair.

Caesar gasped.

The dart began dividing—splitting into three parts in midair.

The tip and tail fell to the ground, while the central toxin-filled capsule hovered—in perfect control.

Caesar stared, dumbfounded:

"Is… is that… telekinesis?!"

Roya didn't respond. With a subtle gesture, the toxin capsule exploded.

In a flash, it turned from liquid to gas—and disappeared.

Roya extended his Observation Haki, capturing the airborne toxin, stabilizing it, deciphering its composition.

Just a few seconds later, he released the Haki.

The toxin had fully metamorphosed into harmless energy—and then dissipated.

Caesar, already sweating through his gas form, tried to flee up the vent—but it was too late.

A powerful suction from Roya's palm drew him in—and he realized, in pure horror:

Every toxin in his system was being pulled out—like a stallion wrangled at the bit.

At the rate it was going, in two minutes at most, he would be nothing but pure, harmless air—no toxin, no body.

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