The Sea on the Verge of Going Wild
The wind howled like a knife, whipping up sand and gravel, while dark clouds pressed down overhead, as if the entire sky had been torn apart.
The earth trembled under the Haki collision, and cracks spread like a spider web.
Roy in the camp of the Twenty Countries coalition, Roy's heart pounded so hard at the sight before him that it lost its rhythm.
"This... this is Joy Boy?!"
At the edge of the Battlefield, Zunesha the heavens, towering between heaven and earth.
And at its feet stood a giant tens of meters tall!
He wore a simple straw Straw Hat, and his bare upper body was covered with crisscrossing battle scars.
That face held a smile, but without a trace of frivolity; instead, it seemed like the most natural force in the world breathing.
When he grinned, his teeth gleaming white in the sunlight—at that moment, it was as if the whole world was illuminated.
"Boom!!"
Overwhelming Haki!
The black and red Inazuma exploded like a tsunami, shooting straight into the sky!
The air was compressed into a vacuum in an instant, the ground cracked, and the mountain collapsed with a roar.
Several top-tier Mythical Zoan ability users from the Twenty Countries camp were instantly blasted back into human form!
Narona Imu's expression changed drastically. He staggered back several steps, his eyes filled with unprecedented horror:
"How is that possible... just with sheer Haki?!"
Roy felt a ringing in his ears, his blood surging through his body, and cold sweat beading on his forehead.
"Damn it... this isn't Pirate King! This is a walking, talking nuclear weapon!!"
Behind Joy Boy was a dream team—
Ancient Mink Tribe, Lunarian Tribe, Poseidon Mermaid Princess, Robot Emeth, Wano Country...
Such a lineup is enough to terrify anyone.
Nefit Lily, standing beside Roy, was deathly pale. She could sense that even the most valiant warriors from the Twenty Countries were being crushed by that oppressive aura.
Sudden!
Joy Boy's laughter stopped abruptly.
His gaze pierced through the layers of war and landed directly on Roy!
For a moment, Roy's breath caught in his throat.
His soul seemed to be nailed to the void, and a chill ran down his spine.
Joy Boy tilted his head slightly, his voice booming like a bell:
"Who are you?"
Behind that laughter, however, lay a faint hint of curiosity.
Because he could clearly sense that this dark-haired man did not fit into this world.
Heaven and earth themselves are rejecting him!
Roy's throat bobbed, but he didn't answer.
He simply clenched his fist slowly, the darkness in his palm flowing silently, as if to swallow the light.
His gaze swept over the dream legion behind Joy Boy, then glanced at the already wavering Twenty Countries coalition beside him.
"Damn it... I'm not going to die here...!"
Florian Triangle - Ghost Island
In the dark, damp dungeon, the iron chains clanged.
"Bang!"
The Effort Pirates were dragged into the cell by the zombie soldiers like trash and slammed onto the cold stone floor.
The short, Glasses captain, bruised and battered from the fall, gritted his teeth and got up, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
"Damn it... why is there such a huge gap?! We've tried so hard!!"
"Captain..."
The man in the floral shirt, with his spiky hair, lay sprawled on the ground, his eyes vacant, his voice filled with despair. "That Shichibukai... he's not even human..."
The burly crewman struggled to his feet, only to be stomped back to the ground by a zombie.
The two eccentric female crew members next to them were crying their eyes out, sobbing and shouting:
"Oh dear... we lost so badly... all our efforts were for nothing..."
The iron gate slammed shut, plunging the entire dungeon into deathly silence, leaving only their disheveled figures and heavy breathing.
Meanwhile, in the castle hall.
Bathed in the light of the enormous candlestick, Moria slumped lazily on his Throne, gazing at his own dark, sharp claws, his brow furrowed slightly.
He murmured to himself, "Strange... when did I... become so strong?"
Recalling the battle just now, those guys who called themselves the "Effort Pirates" couldn't even withstand one of his attacks before being completely crushed by the Shadow Binding Technique.
Moria's heart skipped a beat. "Have all the Pirates gotten weaker? Or... have I really become that strong?!"
Absalom immediately stepped forward, his lion mane slightly bristling, his eyes gleaming:
"As expected of Lord Moria! How could these small fry possibly shake the prestige of the Shichibukai?!"
Hogback pushed up his Glasses, his tone extremely obsequious. "That's right! Master's Shadow-Shadow Fruit has reached its peak, and if you add Oars' power..."
Even if Marine Admiral, he would have to give way!
Moria's face instantly relaxed, and he burst into unrestrained laughter, his voice echoing throughout the hall. "Hehehe!! That's right!! I'm going to be the Pirate King!!"
Perona, floating in mid-air beside them, held up a small parasol and yawned lazily.
"This is incredibly boring... I thought there might be some fun in it!"
"By the way, such a weak shadow... don't give it to Oars, lest it lower the overall quality."
Moria waved his hand. "Got it! Keep them locked up! We'll figure out what to do with them when we get bored!"
However, Moria and the others were unaware of this.
In the deepest shadows of the castle, three figures stood silently, watching everything unfold.
One of them spoke in a low voice, filled with disappointment and confusion. "Is this... really the 'hope' we've been waiting for for hundreds of years?"
The other person shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "Something's not right... They couldn't even withstand a single attack from the weakest of the Seven Warlords, Moria."
"Could it be... a mistake?"
The leader remained silent, his gaze piercing through the heavy shadows as he stared intently at the "Effort Pirates" who had been thrown into the dungeon.
Sabaody Archipelago, Restaurant No. 21
The streets of Sabaody were still bustling with people, and vendors hawked their wares under the tree roots.
However, a tense atmosphere permeated a restaurant on Island 21.
The table was piled high with plates, and the fierce- Red-Hair man shouted, "Waiter! Twenty more servings of meat!!"
It's none other than Eustass Kid, the number one on Pirate Supernovas bounty list!
He and his crew feasted heartily, radiating an aura of violence.
Since he set sail, all those who mocked his dreams or appearance, regardless of their status, have been slaughtered along the voyage.
Therefore, his bounty is much higher than that of other Supernovas.
However, from the next table, a strange and jarring "thump-beep-beep-beep-beep" sound rang out.
That's the Supernovas "Roar of the Sea" —Lucky Roux Apoo!
This guy chewed meat while using his arm as piano keys, making strange sound waves from his mouth, and his eyes were full of provocation.
"Hey, isn't this 'Murderer' Kid? He's as arrogant as a stray dog, treating even eating like a battle!"
"You bastard, who are you calling a dog?!"
Kid slammed his fist on the table, shattering the chair on the spot. The restaurant's cutlery and utensils vibrated violently and flew towards him!
"Beep beep--!"
Apoo also stood up, his arms transforming into giant drums and piano keys, the sound waves surging and causing the restaurant windows to shatter!
The atmosphere exploded instantly!
Fire Charge, the two Supernovas stormed out of the restaurant with their respective crews, confronting each other directly in the street.
"I'm going to take this damn speaker apart today!!"
"Come on, Kid! I want to see if your junk is faster than my sonic waves!"
Two murderous auras clashed head-on on the street, causing onlookers to scatter in terror, plunging the entire No. 21 GR into chaos!
Just then--
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
A nonchalant voice drifted over, carrying a faint hint of fire.
"Is this what they call a 'Supernovas'?"
"Tsk... He looks exactly like a street thug."
The voice wasn't loud, but it was like a bucket of cold water poured over their anger.
Kid and Apoo both froze, their anger intensifying!
"Who?!"
"Dare to call me a thug?!"
They all turned their heads and saw the crowd on the street being driven back by the faint flames.
Amidst swirling flames, a man with his jacket open, revealing a well-defined chest and abdominal muscles, slowly walked in.
He was wearing a white navy jacket with the word "Justice" prominently displayed on the back!
Flames crackled on his fist, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.
It is indeed -- Rear Admiral Fire Fist D. Ace!!
The street fell silent instantly, save for the crackling of flames that echoed through the air.
Ace squinted, grinning coldly. "Hmph... Pirate Supernovas?"
"In my eyes, they're nothing more than a bunch of low-level Pirates."
A burst of flames erupted, and an oppressive atmosphere swept across the entire arena like a raging tsunami!