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Whitebeard groaned in pain.

Clutching his stomach, he dared not let out a sound of anger.

Not only could he no longer express any dissatisfaction toward Kairos Flint—he now had to revere him as if he were some kind of ancestral deity.

He was just... too happy.

He hadn't expected Kairos to actually keep his word—to truly grant him a lifespan of five hundred years.

Although whether this five-hundred-year extension was genuine or not still remained to be proven, what was real was the youth he'd regained.

Now, his body pulsed with energy, and the rejuvenation made him feel unbelievably good.

The sensation of regaining one's youth was simply... indescribable.

"Now that you've gotten your youth back, do you want to trade your remaining Devil Fruits for crystals?" Kairos asked.

Whitebeard rubbed his stomach and nodded.

"Yes. I want to exchange the rest of my Devil Fruits for a crystal. I heard your crystals contain multiple abilities. Can I choose which one I get?"

"Which one are you interested in?" Kairos asked casually.

"I want the Navy's Six Powers," Whitebeard replied, having given it serious thought.

Kairos raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"You want the Navy's Six Powers? Sure…"

Without hesitation, he tossed a crystal containing the full 'Navy Six Powers' to Whitebeard.

Whitebeard caught it and treated the crystal like it was the world's most valuable treasure.

And then, without hesitation, he turned and handed the crystal to Diamond George.

"Dad…?"

Diamond George stared at the Navy Six Powers crystal in disbelief.

He hadn't expected to receive something this valuable from his father.

"Your strength is decent, but your techniques are severely lacking. You can't always rely on your Devil Fruit. The Navy's Six Powers are incredibly strong. With this ability, your combat level will be boosted dramatically," Whitebeard explained.

He knew very well that even though Diamond George was the third division commander, his actual strength was only at the peak of a Vice Admiral.

He hadn't broken through to Admiral level.

His current advantage came solely from the Diamond Fruit, which gave him a nearly indestructible body—but his skills and speed were severely lacking.

If he were to face a master swordsman, he'd be outmatched immediately.

But with the Navy Six Powers—learning techniques like Moonwalk, Shave, Tempest Kick, and Life Return—he'd be far more well-rounded. He could fight at close or long range, and he'd be a much tougher opponent.

Diamond George clearly understood his father's intentions and didn't dare refuse.

He swallowed the crystal without hesitation.

The moment he did, a powerful force surged through his body, and almost instinctively, he understood how to use the Six Powers.

It was as if they had been ingrained into his very bones.

He didn't even need training—his mastery came instantly.

"Alright, Whitebeard. You still owe me billions in Beli," Kairos said, narrowing his eyes. "Don't think I've forgotten. I'll let it slide this time, but don't expect another favor."

"Fine, fine. We're leaving," Whitebeard muttered.

Kairos didn't bother seeing them off.

He simply gave the order to get out.

Whitebeard's group understood—they'd gotten what they came for.

No reason to stay.

As for Whitebeard and Red-Haired Shanks, the two just shared a look and silently went their separate ways.

After Whitebeard left, Red-Haired Shanks turned to Kairos.

"Did you really give Whitebeard a five-hundred-year lifespan?"

"What do you think?" Kairos shrugged and tucked away the Life Stone.

Seeing this, Shanks sighed.

He was reminded of his... relationship with Kairos.

So he shamelessly asked, "Can I get a discount? I am technically your father-in-law, right? One Devil Fruit in exchange for five hundred years of life?"

Kairos nearly choked on his own breath.

What the hell?!

He hadn't expected Shanks to be this shameless.

But then he thought about it: this guy's daughter was with him. Maybe he really was trying to cash in on the "son-in-law" perks.

"Fine. But I'll say this upfront—you have to actually bring me a Devil Fruit. I don't care if you're my father-in-law. No fruit, no deal."

"I get it," Shanks replied seriously. "But those five hundred years... they're not for me. I'll need your help when the time comes to take them where they're needed."

Kairos blinked, clearly surprised.

He hadn't expected Shanks' request to not be for himself.

That stirred his curiosity—but he didn't pry.

He had other things to do.

Kairos then ordered the capture of more than a hundred pirates, cramming them into a small boat.

The pirates were terrified, filled with dread.

Their mouths were gagged, and those with Devil Fruit powers had their hands shackled with Seastone cuffs.

They couldn't speak a word.

Their pleading eyes were the only things they could use to beg for mercy.

But Kairos didn't care.

Every one of those pirates had crystals and Devil Fruits in their possession.

He summoned the Ice Slate.

Then, under the control of the Water Slate, a massive wave surged forward, pushing the boat over a hundred meters out into the sea.

Some pirates panicked and leapt into the water.

Seeing others jump, more followed—regardless of whether their hands were tied.

One by one, they splashed into the sea.

But it was a death sentence for Devil Fruit users like Apu and the rest.

They couldn't swim.

They could only flail helplessly in the water, watching in horror as Kairos rose into the sky, walking upward as if climbing invisible stairs.

They stared at him, trembling.

"Do you really think you can escape?"

A cold smirk tugged at the corner of Kairos Flint's lips.

He raised his fist, gathering immense ice energy atop the Ice Slate behind him.

Then, with a sudden thrust, he punched forward.

Divine Technique: Ice Dragon Titan Fist.

A new technique he'd developed—it blasted out like a force of nature.

From the skies, a massive ice dragon descended.

Towering over a thousand feet tall, its enormous jaws opened wide—hundreds of meters in size—and it bit down viciously.

In the sea, whether they were on the boat or in the water, no one escaped.

They were swallowed whole in a single instant.

The dragon emerged from the ocean's surface—its mouth filled with frozen pirate sculptures—and soared upward.

Then, Kairos spread his fingers and clenched them tight.

Boom!

The dragon's head exploded.

The bodies of the pirates shattered into fragments.

Red and white remains, shards of blood and ice, rained down into the sea.

Back on the Red-Haired Pirates' ship, everyone stood in stunned silence.

Their mouths hung open at the terrifying display they had just witnessed.

"What kind of Devil Fruit did Kairos eat?"

"I don't know… but whatever it is, he's scarier than our captain."

"Seriously! He can use all kinds of abilities—it's like he is a collection of Devil Fruits. Who could possibly beat him?"

Even Jesus Burgess and the others were shocked.

Their eyes shifted slowly toward Uta, who was chatting casually with Nami and the others...