Reborn as Marco phoenix after loss to Blackbeard Pirates

Marco threw his punch like a king's landing.

Rob Lucci was instantly engulfed by it.

The force exploded outward, blue flames soaring into the sky, illuminating the heavens. The entire island was drowned in the inferno, transforming into a landscape of fire.

Countless people were overwhelmed by unspeakable terror and shock.

The island roared as if in agony, violently shaking, the ground quaking beneath it.

At that moment, the most terrified person was Rob Lucci.

His scalp prickled with fear. Since joining the CP organization, he had taken countless lives and survived countless battles, both large and small. Yet, not once had he felt this kind of despair.

He had never known fear like this.

A devastating power surged through his body, rampaging inside him. Every inch of his being was ravaged by destruction beyond comprehension.

It wasn't the pain that overwhelmed him.

No—this was something worse. A sin far more agonizing than any mere physical suffering.

For the first time, Rob Lucci realized his grave miscalculation.

He had come to hunt Marco, believing the Immortal Phoenix would still be recovering from his grueling battles against Katakuri and Kaido. Lucci thought it would be the perfect opportunity to kill him at minimal cost.

Marco's victory over Katakuri, followed by his clash with Kaido, had only reinforced Lucci's conviction.

But now, he realized how wrong he had been. Every assumption, every calculation—it was all self-delusion.

And it was too late to take it back.

His body was being dismantled from within, the power destroying him, leaving him with the chilling premonition of death.

There was no escape. Retreat was impossible.

"Then, let you enjoy the pain before you die!!!" Marco's cold words resonated, final and absolute.

For the first time, the cold and ruthless mask on Rob Lucci's face cracked, giving way to a twisted, desperate expression—a killing intent that engulfed the sky.

It was a killing intent born from sheer hopelessness, a final attempt to take Marco down with him.

Lucci summoned every ounce of his Armament Haki, coating his legs. The energy ignited like a dying star, bursting with unprecedented strength.

With his legs like spears, he lunged desperately at Marco, the master of endless flames.

Two powerful shockwaves pierced the air, surging forward at terrifying speed.

The friction from Lucci's rapid assault caused red flames to spark along his legs, a blazing sign of the unimaginable velocity of his attack.

"Finger Gun: barrage Gun!"

"Finger Gun: fire barrage Agsket!"

BOOM!

Marco's flaming body was pierced through—two massive holes torn straight through his chest.

"It's useless," Marco said, unfazed, his expression calm and resolute. He glanced down at Lucci, who was giving his last, desperate effort to kill him, not even sparing the gaping holes in his own body a second thought. A chill flickered across Marco's face. "Your life ends here."

Before Lucci could react, dark blue regenerative flames erupted from the wounds, mending the holes in an instant as if they had never existed.

Marco's enormous fist, cloaked in high-density Armament Haki, was already descending toward Lucci's head.

BOOM!!!

The sheer destructive force of the blow flattened Lucci's skull on impact. Blood splattered as his entire body twisted unnaturally, bones shattering under the crushing force.

The ground erupted violently, debris exploding in all directions, sending rocks and earth flying. Massive cracks spread out, covering the battlefield like a spider's web.

The entire island shook under the force of the blow, quaking as if torn by a violent earthquake.

RUMBLE~~!

The sky churned, flames swirling like a storm. With Marco's punch, the inferno poured mercilessly into Lucci's broken body.

When the flames dissipated, a vast, bottomless pit lay where the battlefield once stood.

At the bottom of the pit, Rob Lucci's body lay twisted and deformed, buried deep in the earth. His head was flattened beyond recognition, and his charred body resembled nothing more than a blackened husk—like burnt coal.

The strongest agent of CP0 had been reduced to ash. Rob Lucci was dead—irreversibly and unmistakably.

The battle's aftermath brought an eerie stillness.

Pirates, trembling with fear, approached the deep pit cautiously. When they saw what lay within, their faces turned pale with terror.

"This…!"

"Oh my God!!"

More onlookers gathered, only to stagger backward in horror, retreating from the grim scene.

The entire island was left shaken by those who had survived to witness it.

Word spread swiftly. Fear rippled through nearby islands, and more pirates arrived to see the devastation firsthand. When they looked upon the pit and the corpse at its center, chills ran down their spines.

Especially those who had witnessed the battle with their own eyes—they stood paralyzed with disbelief.

"The strongest man in the CP organization, Rob Lucci, the chief of CP0… was killed by Marco, just like that. Crushed to death in an instant."

"Rob Lucci—he barely put up a fight before Marco ended him."

"In this battle, from start to finish, Marco overwhelmed Rob Lucci with sheer dominance, and in the end, killed him with a devastating finishing move that shook the entire island!"

This news spread rapidly across nearby islands.

Pirates in the surrounding seas were left stunned.

It didn't take long before the news of CP0's chief, Rob Lucci, being obliterated by Marco reached the far corners of the sea.

Soon, it landed in the ears of the World Government.

The information was disseminated across all CP units.

In no time.

From CP9 to CP0, every agent was thrown into disbelief. The man they had always seen as the strongest among them—their unchallenged, absolute leader—Rob Lucci, had been annihilated by Marco, and not in a fair fight, but in complete and utter domination.

Likewise, the upper echelons of the World Government were equally stunned...