Orion's seemingly casual words carried the force of thunder, making Catarina Devon, Pizarro, and San Juan feel the overwhelming pressure bearing down on them once more.

However, these were once top-tier experts who roamed the seas freely.

Their heinous crimes had earned them imprisonment in Level 6, with the World Government even attempting to erase them from history to eliminate their influence.

Mere intimidating presence wouldn't be enough to break them.

"Have to admit, this new Fleet Admiral is quite strong, meow~"

Pizarro glanced sideways at Shiki before stepping forward, his cat-like eyes fixed intently on Orion.

"Shiki, if we escape Impel Down, how about I become captain? Meow~"

"This isn't the time for that!"

Shiki glared, exasperated. "Let's work together to take down Orion first!"

"Muhuhuhu~"

Watching Shiki's reaction, Catarina Devon let out her signature laugh, a hint of mockery in her voice.

"Shiki, it seems this young Fleet Admiral has left you with quite the psychological trauma. No matter, since we're all in the same boat now, we'll naturally lend you a hand."

Before her words faded, Catarina Devon immediately stepped forward to stand beside Pizarro facing Orion, her right hand simultaneously reaching for the rapier at her waist.

The moment she gripped the hilt, she flashed forward in a burst of speed, a brilliant sword aura materializing in the air.

"Ugly fox, get back!"

Just as Catarina Devon appeared before Orion, a cold shout rang out.

The next moment, Hancock arrived with astonishing speed, materializing in front of Orion.

"Great Perfume Kick!"

Boom—

A explosive sound erupted as Catarina Devon, who had just swung her sword at Orion, suddenly froze mid-motion.

Her rapier, originally aimed at Orion, was blocked by the terrifying pressure of the 'Great Perfume Kick'!

The moment the two attacks collided, a nearly tangible shockwave spread outward from Hancock and Catarina Devon at the center of the clash.

Then, Catarina Devon—who had initially held the advantage with her sword—suddenly widened her eyes in shock before being violently thrown back over ten meters, completely out of control.

"Conqueror's Haki!"

Catarina Devon, who had been sent flying backward, stared in horror at the stunning figure who had suddenly appeared, kicked her away, and landed steadily in front of Orion.

She exclaimed in disbelief, "You've actually mastered Conqueror's Haki infusion!"

"Is Conqueror's Haki infusion difficult?"

Hancock, shedding her usual lovesick demeanor when facing Orion, radiated the full aura of the Pirate Empress as she gracefully advanced toward Catarina Devon.

"This empress is brilliant and clever, and with my husband personally demonstrating, mastering mere Conqueror's Haki infusion was effortless!"

Before her words faded, Hancock abruptly bent down and then launched herself forward like lightning, charging toward Catarina Devon with blinding speed.

"Now's the chance!"

Seizing the opportunity while Hancock and Catarina Devon drew everyone's attention, Shiki suddenly let out a cold shout, unleashing his unique Fruit ability without any hesitation.

"Lion's Roar: Imperial Land Roll!"

As Shiki's cold shout echoed, a fierce blizzard instantly erupted in Absolute Hell, rapidly forming into a lion-headed snowstorm that clawed and charged ferociously toward Orion, as if intent on devouring him whole.

"You're not worthy of being Fleet Admiral Orion's opponent!"

Amid the instantly formed blizzard, a lazy voice abruptly rang out, accompanied by flickering points of light.

The next second, Kizaru effortlessly shattered the lion-headed snowstorm and appeared directly above Shiki.

"Speed is power. Have you ever been kicked at the speed of light, Shiki?"

BOOM—

Amid the explosion that reverberated through Absolute Hell, Shiki stood firm, unmoved by the light-speed kick.

Of course, it wasn't that Shiki had withstood Kizaru's light-speed kick, but rather that a figure had appeared in front of him.

Tall and slender, with white hair braided into two pigtails hanging over his shoulders, dressed in a plum-red shirt and blood-red trousers—this was the legendary pirate Patrick Redfield, who had once rivaled Whitebeard and Roger single-handedly.

He was also called the Lone Red.

What blocked the light-speed kick wasn't Redfield's fist, but the umbrella with its slender handle that he held high above his head.

BZZT—

The collision between the light-speed kick and the umbrella sent shockwaves rippling through the air, causing the space around them to vibrate at a low frequency.

"Redfield!"

Surprised that Redfield had intervened to block him, Kizaru, hovering mid-air, narrowed his eyes and habitually uttered his catchphrase.

"How terrifying! I never expected someone as solitary as you to choose to side with others!"

"No choice,"

Redfield slightly lifted his head, revealing a face full of wrinkles.

"This body of mine has decayed beyond repair. To restore my youth, I had no option but to leave Impel Down."

"That won't do," Kizaru retorted. "Fleet Admiral Orion has declared that Absolute Hell will be your grave!"

"So, have you thought of your own epitaph?"

No sooner had he spoken than Kizaru swiftly retracted his leg and unleashed his Devil Fruit ability with both hands, instantly creating a sword of light.

"Ama no Murakumo!"

The moment he grasped the light sword, Kizaru didn't hesitate.

Gripping the hilt with both hands, he swung it downward with immense force toward Redfield.

With Redfield suddenly stepping in to block Kizaru, Shiki had no time to reuse his Devil Fruit ability.

Instead, he decisively chose to strike from a distance, cleanly raising both legs and aiming squarely at Orion once again.

"Orion, let's settle this with a fight to the death!"

"Lion's Thousand Cut Valley!"

The two famed swords bound to his severed feet slashed through the air with lightning speed. In an instant, several dazzling arcs of slashing energy shot forth, crisscrossing to form a massive net that enveloped Orion with overwhelming speed.

Simultaneously, a strip of bandage-like material eerily materialized beneath Orion's feet, resembling a giant arrow.

Immediately after, an invisible energy erupted, silently altering the trajectory of the incoming slashing waves.

The moment the arrow appeared, the slashing waves originally aimed at Orion bizarrely redirected toward San Juan Wolf, the convict who had escaped from Level 6 alongside Shiki.

Thump, thump, thump—

The sound of flesh being pierced echoed abruptly.

Following that, San Juan—who never expected Shiki's slashing waves to strike him—widened his eyes in disbelief, staring blankly at the mist of blood rising from his body.

A few seconds later, San Juan Wolf suddenly snapped back to reality, then tilted his head like a simpleton and looked at Shiki.

"Dammit, it wasn't me!"

"It was that woman—she altered the trajectory of my attack!"

Shiki, equally stunned that his slashing waves had been redirected, felt San Juan's innocent and bewildered gaze.

He quickly retreated to San Juan's side, warily eyeing the newsboy-cap-wearing woman who had somehow appeared in front of Orion.

In a grave tone, he declared, "Altering attack trajectories—the Arrow-Arrow Fruit ability! You are Gunko of the God Knights!"