"Even if I Have to Flatten Totto Land, I'll Take Her Away!"

"Too terrifying... This man named Ronan was so monstrously powerful, he was like a bottomless black hole!"

Bege swallowed hard and made up his mind.

"No matter how my plans change, no matter how chaotic the world becomes... I absolutely, absolutely, absolutely must never provoke the Straw Hat Pirates!"

"Provoking that man... can only lead to death!!!"

Ronan slowly withdrew his gaze. His pitch-black eyes did not spare the three people in the crater another glance. Instead, he turned to Sanji, who was still stunned beside him, and smiled faintly.

"See, Sanji? Taking out trash is actually this simple."

"Crackle... snap..."

Before the entrance to the venue on Cake Island in Totto Land, the air that had once carried a cheerful waltz was now dead silent, save for the faint crackling of Black-Red Conqueror's Haki Lightning flickering and annihilating itself within the craters.

The breeze scattered the candy dust hanging in the air, revealing to everyone the three enormous deep pits Ronan had smashed out with Haki alone.

At the bottom of the pits lay Ichiji, Niji, and Yonji—the three brothers, Germa's greatest creations, once regarded across the entire North Blue as the embodiment of death—collapsed amid the charred ruins of syrup in twisted poses.

Their prized battle suits, said to withstand direct bombardment from warship main guns, had shattered like fragile plastic toys, exposing their modified bodies beneath, flesh torn open and blood continuously seeping out.

Kneeling at the edge of the crater, Germa's king, Vinsmoke Judge, had bloodshot, bulging eyes beneath his metal helmet from sheer terror.

"N-No... Impossible... How could this be?!"

A hoarse murmur, like the wheeze of a broken bellows, escaped Judge's throat.

No one knew better than he did just how devastatingly powerful his three sons became after putting on their battle suits!