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The Spatial Devil Fruit revealed its power at that moment.

All the bubbles vanished as they approached Anos, but hundreds of kilometres away at sea, explosions erupted.

On the sea, a pirate ship sailed, its crew terrified by the strange and terrifying scene unfolding in the West Blue.

The man in the red tie, in the middle of combat, realized something was wrong. His Devil Fruit abilities were nullified, and he couldn't land a single blow on his opponent.

The group, who thought they had victory secured, now looked shocked.

"What is this kid's Devil Fruit ability?" the man in the red tie shouted angrily.

"A Paramecia-type Spatial Ability. I never thought this Devil Fruit would reappear after a hundred years!"

The tall man's expression grew wary. He knew this power well. The higher-ups in the CP department had long desired this rare Spatial Devil Fruit.

"Stop standing around! Attack together and take him down!" the tall man ordered.

"Muramasa…"

Seeing their serious intent, Anos called out. The Demon Sword Muramasa appeared from thin air, hovering quietly before him.

"You dare come to my Kingdom of Tru and kill my soldiers? You'll stay here and pay for it with your lives."

Anos gripped Muramasa in one hand and pointed at them with the other.

"What are you waiting for? Take him down!" the tall man shouted, charging at Anos.

Spatial abilities, when wielded correctly, can surpass even Logia's powers, making them almost impossible to counter.

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The tall man aimed a Haki-infused kick at Anos, but it passed through him as if he were a mirage. Even with Haki, his attack had no effect.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, the others quickly followed, charging forward.

Meanwhile, in the palace near the rear mountain, hundreds of armed soldiers stood guard. They wore identical white masks, revealing only their eyes, and black combat uniforms.

Their sole purpose was to ensure that no one disturbed Anos.

Despite the fierce battle within, the noise didn't reach those outside.

After several minutes of relentless attacks, Anos smiled and slowly drew Muramasa. The powerful aura of the blade filled the air.

"Be cautious! That sword is no ordinary weapon!" the tall man warned.

Only five of them could continue the attack, one had been severely injured by a previous strike from Anos and was barely conscious.

"King Tru, are you planning to defy the World Government?" the man in the red tie threatened, realizing they were losing.

"You don't need to remind me. Joining the World Government is already decided, but you made a grave mistake by attacking my soldiers. You'll pay dearly for that."

Anos grinned as he spoke.

"King Tru, I advise you to stop resisting. Come with us, and I guarantee no harm will come to the Tru Kingdom. If you continue, your entire kingdom will be destroyed for your stubbornness!" Olvia Omoro threatened.

"Is this how the CP department operates? Do you threaten when you're unable to win? Have you considered that if you die here in the South Blue, no one will care, and your disappearance won't affect the Kingdom of Tru?"

Unfazed, Anos continued with a smile.

He wasn't interested in wasting more words with them. Now that Muramasa was drawn, it wouldn't return without tasting blood.

With his spatial abilities, Anos's swordsmanship had reached new heights.

Anos began gathering his strength. There was no need to use Haki. None of his opponents had Logia-type Devil Fruits, so it wasn't worth expending extra energy.

This was more than just a battle; Anos aimed to test his strength and sharpen his skills.

Normally, Anos trained alone with no sparring partners. Now, they had come to him, providing the perfect opportunity.

Olvia Omoro understood the gravity of the situation. His orders from the Gorosei were to secure the Kingdom of Tru's allegiance, but there was no strict timeline.

If they failed, no one would pay much attention to the small South Blue kingdom.

For someone powerful enough to rival the CP department to exist here seemed unimaginable. But the impossible had become reality.

Anos knew that if he dealt with the aftermath carefully, he could eliminate them without leaving a trace.

"Kova, deal with King Tru! Hurry and find a way to break this spatial barrier!" Olvia Omoro ordered.

At this point, his team was powerless against the spatial abilities Anos controlled. It was like trying to fight a Logia user without Haki.

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