"Kid!"
Seeing Enel suddenly appear, Killer shouted and immediately drove the sharp blades in his hands toward Enel's abdomen.
"Tch. I hate rude little brats who overestimate themselves the most."
A bolt of lightning shot from Enel's fingertip and instantly struck the charging Killer.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH!"
Killer's screams echoed throughout the ship.
"Killer!"
"You bastard! Die!"
"Punk Spike!"
Kid's eyes turned bloodshot as he controlled every blade he could manage with his current ability, sending them flying toward Enel.
Like a violent storm, the blades rained down, ready to pierce Enel from every direction.
"So it is a magnetic ability."
Enel rubbed his chin, sighing at how good his luck was.
There seemed to be an invisible layer of defense around his body, and all of Kid's attacks stopped outside that circle.
"What the hell are you? Why does my ability not work on you?"
This was the first time Kid had encountered such a troublesome target.
Even if magnetism could not control the human body, it still should not have been possible for someone to block a storm of blades without doing anything.
More importantly, Kid vaguely sensed that Enel's body carried an energy similar to his own power.
Enel clicked his tongue.
"This is exactly why pirates are the lowest, most ignorant group on the sea."
"Magnetism can be produced in more than one way."
Snap.
Enel snapped his fingers, and the blades under Kid's control actually changed direction under Enel's command.
"Electricity also generates magnetism. Do you understand now?"
"Electromagnetic Cannon!"
In an instant, Enel accelerated the kinetic energy of every blade to its maximum.
Like a thunderbolt, they blasted toward the remaining people.
The force far exceeded that of traditional gunpowder cannons.
"Oops. Looks like I made it a little too powerful."
Enel's body flashed. One hand pressed against Kid's face and gripped it tightly before his figure disappeared again.
Boom!
The close-range electromagnetic cannon struck the ship, and in an instant, the entire vessel was reduced to powder.
The few people aboard were erased with it, leaving not even bones behind.
Enel carried Kid, whose legs had been blown away, and flew swiftly toward the Ark Maxim in the sky.
With a casual toss, he threw Kid onto the deck.
"Cough, cough… What kind of devil are you?!"
"You bastard!"
Looking at Kid, who was roaring like a wounded beast, Enel picked at his ear and spoke in a mocking tone.
"It is only a few people dead. Is there really any need to be so worked up?"
"Or is it because they were your so-called companions?"
"To me, pirates are all people who deserve to die. The fact that they died without pain already makes them luckier than you."
"Do you remember? Last night, you said you were going out to sea as pirates, and that your first battle after making a name for yourselves would be slaughtering some small island to announce the birth of the Kid Pirates. I watched from the side as all of you danced around in excitement. I thought you were all desperate men who did not care about human life."
"Now it seems you were just a bunch of brats who had not even grown up yet."
Kid gasped heavily.
Blood continued flowing from his ruined legs, and his body grew weaker by the second.
"Magnetic Assassination."
A very small dagger flew swiftly toward the back of Enel's head, aiming to pierce straight through his skull.
Clink.
The dagger stabbed directly into the deck beneath Enel's feet, while the head of the Enel standing in front of Kid reformed once more.
"Not bad. Even after your companions died, you still had the presence of mind to scheme against me. If I let you grow for a few more years, you would have become a troublesome pirate."
Enel praised Kid's move with his mouth, but his hands did not stop.
Crack.
One foot stomped ruthlessly onto Kid's right arm.
The crisp sound meant the entire arm had been crushed.
Then came another crack.
His left arm snapped in two as well.
"Do you know the biggest difference between you and me?"
"Before I fell into darkness, someone pulled me out with a beam of light."
"You, however, have fallen completely into it."
"So I will not leave you even the slightest chance to survive."
Enel took out the Devil Fruit extractor from behind him and gently stabbed it into Kid's pupil.
"Do not resist. It will only make you suffer more. Wouldn't it be better to die quietly?"
Crack.
Perhaps because Kid refused to cooperate, Enel reached for Kid's neck and twisted hard, turning it ninety degrees.
Kid's body instantly stiffened from the spinal damage.
In the final sight before his death, all he could see was Enel's smiling face.
"Tch, tch. What an interesting little brat."
Enel pulled the Devil Fruit extractor out of Kid's body and looked at the Devil Fruit in his hand with admiration.
As for Kid's corpse, Enel mercilessly tossed it down from thousands of meters in the sky.
...
In the New World, on an island within the Charlotte Family's territory.
A ship flying the Big Mom Pirates' flag slowly sailed into the island's harbor.
Katakuri sat at the ram on the bow, his eyes far from calm.
There were still traces of battle left on his body, along with several wounds already wrapped in white bandages.
"Brother Katakuri!"
The ship had only just arrived at the harbor when a girl in a white dress anxiously waved both hands from the shore.
"Over here! I am here!"
Katakuri leapt down from the ship and landed at the harbor.
He smoothly caught the girl who was about to throw herself into his arms, his eyes filled with tenderness.
"Brulee, how is everything?"
Charlotte Brulee, user of the Mira Mira no Mi, had once had decades of her lifespan taken away by Charlotte Linlin.
Later, due to special circumstances, Charlotte Linlin returned it to her.
The girl nodded heavily, then said with some worry, "Brother Katakuri, our lives on the island are all right, but why are you hurt again?"
Tears shimmered in Brulee's large eyes as she reached out and touched Katakuri's bandaged wound.
Katakuri deliberately put on a cold expression.
"Brulee, you do not understand. Scars are medals for men, a man without scars cannot become famous on the sea."
Katakuri could only think of this excuse to fool Brulee.
Fortunately, Brulee was still young.
Besides, the pirates who had made their names on the sea really did carry all kinds of scars.