The Nativity of a World of Trees Gained Sentience!

Sakazuki's roar nearly shook the entire battlefield.

As the terrifying lava fist slammed into the Flying Pirates, countless white figures surged out from the warship that had fallen from the sky and shattered the pirate ship.

The pirates nearby turned pale the moment they saw this scene, because those were naval officers wearing a Justice Coat.

There's no need to count them; there are definitely one or two hundred people!

"Kill them!"

"Save them all, kill them all!"

"Pirates, your death is nigh!"

The rain was still pouring down, the wind was howling, and the thick, dark clouds overhead showed no sign of dissipating.

The temperature was somewhat chilly.

But as Sakazuki led ten Rear Admiral and Commodore, two hundred Colonel headquarters, and a thousand First-Class Seaman from headquarters out of the warships, and together with the navy on the other side of the fortress, frantically attacked the pirates in the square, the temperature rose at a visible speed.

"Great Eruption!"

"Dog Biting Crimson Lotus!"

"Great Eruption!"

Dark red magma erupted amidst billowing black smoke, its deafening roar pressing down on all sides. Each burst and splash of magma was accompanied by agonizing screams and desperate cries.

"Ugh, this awful weather. Luckily I got plenty of sun before I came."

Vidal ignored the completely frenzied Sakazuki, holding a wooden fan to shield himself from the rain, and complained about the torrential downpour that seemed to engulf the sky.

That's how the New World Seas are, and this torrential rain is actually quite mild. If there were a massive hailstorm or a super typhoon, the two sides wouldn't even be able to fight.

Aside from top-tier leaders, virtually no one can directly confront natural disasters.

"But this Flying Pirates have quite a few people. Seven ships, each with seven or eight hundred men. No wonder they dared to attack the G-3 Branch so arrogantly." Vidal calmly observed the battle situation in the square.

The situation on G-3 was similar to that on G-1. Most of its combat power was deployed to the fleet that was besieging Roger Pirates, resulting in a garrison force of less than 5,000 men.

The impact was greater on officers and colonels. Apart from the urgent orders from headquarters that left two Vice Admiral in charge, less than 40% of the officers and colonels remained.

Of the 210 officers who accompanied him this time, most were from G-3.

With the help of his Observation Haki, Vidal quickly grasped the general situation, especially the purple light shield enveloping the fortress's iron gate in the distance.

"Has the Zangjing already penetrated the fortress? And those two Vice Admiral are outside; it seems the people inside are probably all gone."

Vidal pondered to himself, now it all depended on whether the Second Governor Zangjing bloodthirsty. If it was just about rescuing Helandou, the casualties shouldn't be too great, but if not, things would be serious.

"Regardless, let's clear out these lackeys first to make room for the battle later."

At this point, Sakazuki, whether because he hadn't Awakening or hadn't thought about the issue yet, seemed not to have developed Meteor Volcano, his ultimate crowd-clearing move.

This resulted in him unleashing Great Eruption on the battlefield. Although seemingly unbeatable, from Vidal's perspective, the killing efficiency was too low, and he completely failed to utilize the advantages of Logia.

"Hey, after this match, I'll talk to him about it and see if I can get him to unlock this skill ahead of schedule."

As he spoke, Vidal conjured a wooden stick beside him to catch the wooden umbrella in his hand, and then slapped his body hard with both palms.

A crisp snap echoed through the wind and rain, and a bright green light emerged from his clasped hands. The power of the Woods-Woods Fruit was unleashed at his command.

"The Nativity of a World of Trees!--"

Invisible energy ripples swept out from his body, and the next moment, the cement ground in the square, which was originally flowing with blood and water, was forcibly broken out of the ground by one thick tree root after another.

[Bang bang.]

The Hundred Plans of tree roots swelled with the storm as soon as they came into contact with the rain, and a large number of tender green plants and leaves grew out.

In the blink of an eye, towering trees, nearly twenty meters tall, stood tall beneath the dark clouds and amidst the torrential rain, forming a dense forest in front of the G-3 Fortress.

As soon as these trees took shape, they twisted like tree spirits, whipping and smashing at the panicked pirates around them.

[Boom!]

The thick, dark green branch lashed out, and although the agile pirate dodged it, it still carved a horrifying crack in the concrete ground, filling the surrounding pirates with fear.

This isn't a tree branch at all, it's an iron whip!

But many more pirates were immediately tied to the treetops by branches and then strangled to death by the merciless trees.

"What the hell is this?!"

A two-meter-tall, muscular cadre, wielding a large machete, was overcome with rage. He concentrated all his strength into the blade, roared, and chopped down at a nearby tree.

"Die!"

[Buzz--]

The blade was tinged with black light in mid-air; he had used a Haki power.

[Bang!!]

The powerful blade, carrying the force of a thousand pounds, cleaved vertically into the thick tree trunk, instantly producing a deafening clang of metal striking metal, accompanied by bright sparks that echoed for hundreds of meters around.

"How can it be so hard!"

The burly cadre's expression changed. The knife had indeed cut in, but the gash was less than ten centimeters long.

Is this a tree?

"Not good!"

But just then, the force of the recoil traveled along the blade, and he felt a tearing pain in his tiger's mouth, followed by cracking sounds from his arm bones. Finally, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, staggered back ten steps, and crashed into a large tree behind him. Two thick streams of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and his head was spinning.

[Swish swish swish]

Before he could react, a dozen branches covered with tender leaves crawled up his body like green snakes, quickly strangling his neck, arms, thighs, and chest.

"Uh--No! No!"

The cadre's face turned red from being strangled. He struggled, trying to save his life with the knife, but his arms and wrists were already tightly bound, and he couldn't swing the blade at all.

"I'm a guy with a bounty of 22 million, how can I die at the hands of a mere tree?!"

He roared inwardly in resentment and despair, for at this moment he couldn't utter a single word.

[Crack--]

His neck and Adam's apple were severed, and blood slowly seeped from his lifeless mouth and nose!

"Just these hundred trees, let's save our effort."

On the deck where only one person remained, Vidal was quite satisfied with the effect of his move. He hadn't created Nativity of a World of Trees with an excessively large range, since the full version of this move consumed a lot of energy.

However, these hundred trees are not ordinary trees. In addition to possessing the toughness of Adam Wood, they are also endowed with a certain degree of intelligence and ability.

In other words, this is actually an army composed of tree spirits!

It's a pity that the intelligence he can currently possess is not high. If he could reach the level of the Kung Fu Dugong, perhaps he could create a real Treefolk in the future.

This can be considered as adding another race to this world with its many races.

"The Zangjing should be ready soon. I'll just go wait at the main entrance and get a feel for the effect of the Slow-Slow Beam."

Green flames erupted from Vidal's body, and with a stomp of his foot, he soared into the sky. He had mastered the Geppo technique of the Six Powers to perfection, completely disregarding the considerable physical exertion that would be required for an average officer.