A Bombshell

The cries from the Deserted Island were deafening.

The six Vice Admiral who fought their way out stood in the center of the arena, their bodies covered in a mixture of blood and sweat, but their eyes gleamed with the pride and determination of victors.

On the referee's stand, Roy stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze slowly sweeping over them one by one. His expression seemed calm, but a different scene was unfolding in his mind—

The incompetent fellow who was brought back from Fish-Man Island some time ago;

And that despicable scum that Ace and Enel captured from Wano Country.

Those two, possessing a top-tier fruit powerful enough to stir up the ocean, were wasting that power utterly worthless.

Roy's gaze grew cold as he murmured, "Such power... shouldn't be wasted on someone like this."

"Buzz--"

The next instant, the space around the referee's stand suddenly froze, the air seemed to solidify, and the entire space was isolated by an invisible barrier.

Sengoku, Tsuru, Zephyr, Garp, and the Three Admirals were all taken aback.

They keenly sensed that no one outside could perceive any movement taking place here.

"Roy..." Sengoku frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

Roy slowly turned around, his eyes sharp. "Fleet Admiral, those worthless Pirates and scum scientists we captured a while ago..."

"The fruits of their labor should be transformed into the true strength of the navy."

These words plunged the referee's bench into a deathly silence.

Staff Officer Tsuru slightly raised his eyes, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest. "You mean... to strip them of their fruits?"

Zephyr's gaze suddenly sharpened, and his fist slowly clenched, but he did not utter a word in rebuttal.

Garp's smile vanished completely, his expression unusually serious. "Roy, this is no joke..."

Kuzan, unusually, abandoned his languid demeanor. "These kinds of things... once done, there's no turning back. After all, too many coincidences will attract attention."

Sakazuki remained silent for a moment, his eyes heavy as molten lava, before finally speaking, "But if the fruit can truly be given to the right person, it's worth the risk."

Kizaru slowly removed his sunglasses, unusually abandoning his nonchalant demeanor, and squinted his eyes:

"Wow... what you're about to bring out is Logia, right? That's something that can drive the entire army crazy..."

Sengoku took a deep breath, suppressing his inner turmoil and hesitation. "Roy, Logia Fruits aren't things you can just mess with... Are you really sure you want to do this?"

Roy gazed at the legendary figures before him, the very embodiment of the Navy's strongest fighting force, and a sharp smile slowly crept onto his lips.

"What I need..."

"It's the bombshell that could detonate the entire navy."

After Teleportation the audience back to Marineford, Roy immediately led the 11 elite Vice Admiral to the Fleet Admiral's Office.

Sengoku, Zephyr, Garp, and Tsuru were already seated at the end of the long table, their expressions solemn and serious, and a heavy silence filled the office.

The 11 Vice Admiral exchanged uneasy glances. "Has something serious happened? Is the Martial Arts Tournament going to be canceled?"

Or... we didn't perform well enough?

Just as they were speculating, the back door of the office was slowly pushed open.

Roy appeared in the light and shadow, a familiar smile on his lips.

He walked slowly to the table, breaking the silence. "You did a great job."

"It fully demonstrated the navy's prowess and style."

Having said that, his gaze swept across the faces of the 11 people one by one, and his tone suddenly became meaningful:

"So, I've decided to give you a 'surprise'."

He glanced furtively at Maynard, Dalmatian, Strawberry, Yamakaji, Doberman.

"If you still have the strength..."

"Lead the team immediately, achieve a record in the New World, and if we can surpass yesterday's group of Vice Admiral..."

"Of the Devil Fruits on the stage, you may leave one for the number one player among you."

"What?!"

Almost simultaneously, the pupils of the five men contracted, and the next second, their fighting spirit erupted like a volcano, and their breathing became rapid!

"Whoosh--!"

They stepped forward abruptly and shouted in unison, "Vice Admiral Roy, please send us back to the Warship immediately to muster our troops!!"

Roy raised his hand in a gesture of pressing down, his smile deepening, "Don't rush."

He turned to the remaining six— Gion, Tokikake, Smoker, Sentomaru, Onigumo, and Momonga.

Gion stepped forward, her gaze intense. "Roy, since you're planning to give away a fruit, it means you must have a better option in mind."

Roy nodded, his voice calm yet booming like thunder. "The first-place prize has been changed."

Choose one from two Logia.

"What?!!"

"Logia?! And two of them?!"

The gasps of the 11 Vice Admiral nearly lifted the roof off, and the air in the office seemed to freeze.

"Your specific abilities will be revealed once you win the championship."

"But I can guarantee..."

His gaze swept over everyone present, and his words resounded like the drums of war. "The value of these two fruits far surpasses that of any one on the stage."

Maynard and his five friends were all red-eyed, but since they couldn't get Logia fruit, they should set off sooner to try and get one from the platform!

"Vice Admiral Roy!!"

"Send us off now!!"

"Go."

Roy waved his hand, and the space rippled like water, engulfing the five people who instantly disappeared from the office and headed straight for their respective fleets!

Of the remaining six:

Gion gripped the Kompira tightly, her eyes sharper than a blade;

Tokikake's face no longer held any trace of nonchalance, only pure fighting spirit;

The Smoker Cigar was bitten off, and Smoke billowed wildly at his fingertips;

Sentomaru grinned broadly. "I'm determined to have it, and I won't show any mercy!"

Onigumo's eight longswords were all drawn half an inch from their sheaths, gleaming coldly.

The Momonga slowly drew its sword, its eyes flashing with a light that was determined to sever everything.

Seeing this, Sengoku rubbed his temples and said helplessly, "Roy... are you trying to force them to fight to the death?"

Roy shrugged. "The Navy... needs that kind of willingness to fight to the death."

The following day, in the New World Seas, the bloody flames of war were reignited:

Maynard's fleet pounced on Kaido's affiliated Pirate crews like hungry wolves, leaving a trail of blood wherever his black katana clashed.

Dalmatian has completely transformed into a giant spotted hound, its canine teeth tearing through the enemy ship's deck;

Strawberry stood at the bow of the ship, pointing his longsword, and the entire Pirate island was instantly engulfed by naval fire.

Yamakaji led his ships through flames and smoke, his blades flashing like fire as he cut through enemy vessels;

Doberman's fleet simply stormed into the Pirate Harbor and swiftly wiped out hundreds of Pirates.

The Pirate crews of the New World wailed in despair:

"Damn it! Has the Navy gone mad these past few days?!"

"The day before yesterday, the Thunder and Fire Combo wiped out the enemy; yesterday, a bunch of Giant Vice Admiral came chasing us down; and today, why are all the veteran Vice Admiral going berserk?!"

The Battlefield, stained with gunfire and blood, was ignited by a single sentence from Roy, setting off a new frenzy...