The Tightly Tied Green Bandana and the Straw Hat Pirates Born from Death!

Ronan silently recited that name in his heart.

He knew all too well what that name represented within the World Government's power structure.

At that moment, Ronan finally understood a brutal truth:

The World Government had never come here to "capture" pirates.

The Five Elders had personally descended, accompanied by two Navy Admirals as their vanguard, while the Commander-in-Chief of the entire military personally oversaw an invincible fleet to blockade the seas...

The World Government had made every possible preparation. They were determined to use overwhelming absolute troops to utterly erase them—the sparks that dared to subvert the world—along with this Gold City, from the face of the world!

This was a battle in a desperate situation, one with no path to survival and no way back.

A shadow of despair hung over everyone's head.

Yet after Zoro and Sanji heard Ryokugyu's outrageously arrogant declaration of forces, their reactions left every Navy soldier present slightly stunned.

There was no trembling, no retreat, not even the slightest fear of death.

"Whoosh."

Zoro slowly raised his left hand and untied the green bandana wrapped around his arm.

He lowered his head, letting the gale toss his hair about as his hands unhurriedly wrapped the bandana around his forehead and tied it tightly behind his head.

When he raised his head again, the usual laziness had completely vanished from his eyes.

In its place was a terrifying Fighting Spirit so intense it seemed ready to ignite, as though Shura himself had descended!

Third Generation Kitetsu and Wado Ichimonji rang eagerly in his hands, thirsting for blood, while Shusui at his waist exuded purple Ghost Qi.

"Hey, Luffy."

A bloodthirsty, arrogant curve rose at the corner of the mouth of Zoro's lips. His voice echoed through the ruins of the battlefield, cold yet enough