Chapter 52: Secrets Behind Two Devil Fruits

"Brother!!!"

Stunned, the domineering brother was swallowed by endless darkness and vanished without a trace, not even a body left behind.

Wapol turned his eyes to the enemy, and for the first time, he felt that even his fur-lined royal robe couldn't ward off the creeping chill.

Iggy raised his hand, dispersing the black water that coated the floor. His steps were calm, but his expression burned with killing intent—deeper and sharper than before.

"Chess! Kuromarimo!"

Panicked, Wapol shouted for his two remaining officers. The chief of staff and the advisor exchanged alarmed glances with the king.

"Munch-Munch Factory!"

Without wasting another second, Wapol opened his massive jaws with a shout of "Ahhhhhh!"

In an instant, his body twisted grotesquely. He ballooned and shrank, transforming erratically. New heads emerged from his neck—his subordinates'—and four arms sprouted beneath his own.

"Fusion complete! Three-headed, six-armed royal form!"

With two of his arms, Wapol notched arrows to a bow made of fur and fired at Iggy.

The rockets howled through the air—only for Iggy to nonchalantly coat his hand in Armament Haki and swat them aside with a pair of sharp slaps.

"What the hell…"

Iggy sneered, disappearing with a "Soru" flash step, and reappearing before the abomination that now resembled a stacked Buddhist statue.

"Take this—Six-Axe Frenzy!"

Seeing Iggy appear ghost-like in front of him, Wapol lashed out. Six palms swung in unison, each wielding a massive axe, hacking wildly.

The air roared with the cuts, but Iggy slipped between them using "Kami-e," his body flowing like wind through the storm of blades.

"Snowcut Slash!"

As Iggy landed, the fused monster twisted both axes and raised them high—bringing them down with full force. Stone tiles split apart, white energy flashing through the cracks like falling snow.

But before the second swing could hit, Iggy's body swelled with energy. His left foot stomped hard, and his right leg slashed out in a gleaming blue arc.

"Rankyaku!"

The light blade tore through both axes, cutting them cleanly. The shattered halves landed at Dalton's hooves.

Without pause, Wapol charged like a living tank.

"Avalanche Frenzy!"

Four arms swung four axes in a cross-slash formation—upper left, upper right, lower left, lower right—all aiming for Iggy.

Iggy's right arm wound back and launched a punch coated in black Haki, slamming into the center of the oncoming strike.

With a deafening crash, all four axes shattered into pieces, revealing Wapol's wide, gaping mouth beneath.

"Aaaaaa—!"

A perfect opening. Wapol opened his jaws 180 degrees like a monstrous hippo and swallowed Iggy whole.

The hall fell into stunned silence.

"...It's over."

Wapol grinned cruelly. Even Dalton, transforming into a towering bull, looked resigned to strike himself.

But then Wapol saw the barbarian's expression—something in Dalton's eyes made him pause.

Confusion crept in as Wapol began to feel… odd.

His limbs shrank. His head throbbed. His massive fused form began collapsing, deflating, returning to its original state.

"Urrgh!"

A wave of nausea surged through him, and suddenly—he vomited.

From his gaping maw tumbled a figure wrapped in shadow—it was Iggy, completely unharmed.

Wapol's eyes widened in disbelief, and in the next heartbeat, he felt his jaw crack.

Smash!

Iggy's punch obliterated his teeth and tore through his throat. His bloodied fist punched clean out the back of Wapol's neck.

"Oh… I am… the king…"

His final words faded as Iggy yanked his hand back and casually flung off the chunks of flesh.

A thud echoed through the hall.

Wapol's body collapsed, a mangled mess of torn armor and crushed bone. The hole in his chest oozed blood.

Dalton stared, his mind frozen. The strange, twisting battle had left him speechless.

"You… you're still Iggy?"

He never would've guessed that Iggy had already unraveled the truth after listening to Kureha's story.

The Devil Fruit's container was the soul. Only a body housing multiple souls could withstand multiple powers.

Just like how Blackbeard gained two fruits in the manga—it was the tragedy of his twin sisters that allowed it.

Iggy had chosen to replicate that miracle, not out of greed, but vengeance.

During his battle with Wapol, he had baited the king into fusing with his men—then allowed himself to be swallowed.

Once inside, Iggy activated his Dark-Dark Fruit powers to neutralize the Munch-Munch Fruit's digestive effects, protecting his own soul.

Then, using advanced Life Return techniques, he devoured the souls of Wapol's fused officers—turning their deaths into power.

With those souls absorbed, Iggy gained new capacity—his own "soul container" reaching the level of a trinity.

Wapol, now unable to digest or resist, had no choice but to expel him.

The plan had worked perfectly. Iggy now stood reborn—stronger, darker, and closer to his ultimate goal.

He looked down at his hands. They looked the same on the outside—but inside, he could feel it. He was nearly complete.

Turning to Dalton, who remained frozen in his towering bull form, Iggy smiled faintly.

"It's still me—Iggy."

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The secrets behind 2 devil fruit is just the author's imagination.

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