Porispian Island.
An island in the New World. More than two years ago, it was one of the allied nations under the World Government. However, it was expelled by the World Government for failing to pay its Celestial Gold on time.
After being expelled from the Allied Powers, this place was quickly overwhelmed by the surging tide of pirates in the New World. As if national sovereignty had collapsed, the island was basically in a state of chaotic self-governance. Unless a ruthless person steps up to restore order, it is estimated that it will not be long before this place becomes another lawless land in the New World, Pirate Paradise or something.
In the chaotic port, two groups of pirates are fighting, each seemingly wanting to seize the other's treasure.
As for this kind of fighting, the local gangsters and other bigwigs in the port seemed to be used to it, and they sat in safe corners to watch the show, enjoying the spectacle.
Amidst the carnage and gunfire, a gangster on the dock suddenly shouted in panic, "A warship! A Marines warship is coming!"
"What!?" A gang leader stood up in surprise and quickly asked Yu, "Is it a fleet? How many warships are there!? What flag are they flying?"
"It's not a fleet, just one warship. Look at the sails, it's a G-5 Marines!" the underling quickly replied.
"G-5?" The gang leader paused for a moment, then turned and ran. "Quick, find a cellar to take refuge! Those G-5 guys look like Marines, but they're actually worse than these pirates!"
"Boss, they only have one warship. There are three Great Pirate on this island with bounties over 100 million. They shouldn't be able to cause any trouble, right?" The underling couldn't understand why his boss was about to run away without saying a word.
"You idiot, G-5 is different from the other Marines, they're really strong!" the leader casually explained, then slipped away without another word.
The gangsters who had been watching the spectacle retreated, but the pirates who were engaged in fierce fighting showed no signs of stopping.
However, as the warships gradually approached the island and slowly entered the dock, the fighting pirates also stopped their killings in perfect unison, divided into two groups, and stood on the harbor, looking fierce and menacing, showing no intention of giving the Marines any face.
"King Kong Club, the Marines is here, aren't you going to run?" A burly man nearly two meters tall, holding a large cleaver, asked the captain of the pirates not far away with a mocking expression.
The guy who was called the King Kong Club was a one-eyed man, carrying a heavy-looking barbed mace. He also had a split-like scar on his face, and his muscles were muscular; he was quite a tough guy.
Hearing the mockery from the pirate captain opposite, King Kong Club cursed and said, "I don't even know how many Marines I've killed. Before we came to the New World, I gave them some face, but now that we're New World, the Marines are useless. Tomorrow I'll kill all these bastard Marines first, and then I'll drown you in that sea!"
"How arrogant! But coincidentally, that's exactly what I was thinking too. I'll take down these damn Marines first, then kill you. After that, I'll join Smoker, and from now on, I'll be one of the Shichibukai! Ahahahahaha!" another pirate captain laughed as he spoke.
"An uninformed fool..." King Kong Club sneered inwardly.
Why bother joining Smoker? Moria on the island is a big shot who's already been invited to become Shichibukai. And that big shot just suffered a crushing defeat against the Beasts Pirates; I heard all his men were killed. If I joined him now, wouldn't I immediately get a high-ranking position and enjoy the privileges of Shichibukai? That would be fantastic!
While these two were scheming about their future, the Marine warship seemed to have completely ignored them, not firing a single shot, and steadily docked in the harbor, even leisurely lowering its gangway.
Then, wearing Justice Cloak and the epaulettes of a Vice Admiral, Ortolan held a thick book in his hand, titled "The Complete Guide to Fishing Grounds in the New World," and stared intently at it as he steadily walked down the gangway.
He also has this guy Vergo by his side. It seems that Vergo is currently playing the role of Ortolan's little follower and assistant.
As if he were quite slow to react, Ortolan walked to the harbor before sniffing and slightly frowning. "Why is there such a strong smell of blood?"
After saying this, he belatedly raised his head and looked at the two distinct groups of pirates, both fierce and menacing, not far away, as well as the many corpses lying haphazardly on the ground.
Ortolan glanced at the group with some disgust, then asked, "What are you all doing here?"
"Captain, it looks like that guy Bane Ortolan. I heard he's really tough; even the Pirate King fell to him..." A pirate seemed to recognize Ortolan's identity and whispered to King Kong.
King Kong snorted coldly and said, "You idiot, don't be fooled by those despicable Marines. He just picked up a scrap by following Garp. He's a mere Auto-type Devil Fruit user. He might be somewhat useful in the First Half of Grand Line, but this is the New World. I've been studying Haki for three months to smash the head of this arrogant Auto-type user. Just you wait and see!"
After reprimanding his underling, King Kong, carrying his heavy wolf-tooth guillotine, took two steps forward and arrogantly cursed at Ortolan, "You stupid Marines idiot, I'm here to take your life!"
Upon hearing this, Ortolan's face showed surprise, shock, and disbelief. He then looked at Vergo beside him with a puzzled expression and asked, "What's going on?"
Vergo's henchman was quite attentive, already having the bounty poster ready. Seeing Ortolan's confusion and doubt, he quickly explained, "Kongo-Turtle Billycol, bounty 87 million Belly, is Paramecia Wave-Wave Fruit user specializing in wielding weapons. He can generate massive impact force by swinging his weapon. He once destroyed a small warship with a single blow in the First Half of Grand Line... According to eyewitness accounts, he entered the New World five months ago, so you could consider him a newcomer..."
After a slight pause, Vergo pointed to another pirate and said, "That guy, called Big Bucktooth, is Zoan type Devil Fruit user with the ability to kill Mole. He doesn't have any achievements to boast about, and he's been in the New World for four months now."
Ortolan then revealed a look of sudden Satori. Oh, so he's a nobody. That makes sense.
To be fair, Ortolan has been famous for quite some time now. In this situation, anyone who dares to challenge him must be an extremely powerful and formidable person, such as Whitebeard, Kaido, or even his mother.
Or they're just these kinds of complete scoundrels, newbies who are fearless because they're ignorant.
In the original story, Borsalino had already become Marine Admiral for a long time, yet he still got his head sniped by local thugs on the Sabaody Archipelago... This shows how terrifying these people are!
Those in the middle, neither high nor low, are the ones who respect him the most. They are all seasoned veterans who know a lot about their own situation and have a clear understanding of their own position and self-awareness.
"Wasting my time..." Ortolan snapped the book in his hand shut, then held up a finger and said, "I'll spare their lives, have them all handcuffed, take them to the base, and send them to Calm Belt the Calm Belt..."
The moment the words left his mouth, dazzling lightning erupted from Ortolan's fingertips.
Then, a chain of energy formed from lightning struck one of the small pirates. But this seemed to be just the beginning. The lightning chain's energy quickly broke through the small pirate and passed to another pirate. Then, one after another, two after four, the chain spread out in a crisscrossing pattern. In an instant, a lightning grid erupted across the entire port.
This strike was Chain Lightning!
Whether it was a powerful warrior with a bounty of over 80 million or a rash, inexperienced pirate, all were equal under this chain. In an instant, they were all electrocuted, charred, and smoking, never to rise again.
Ortolan didn't even bother to check if they were still alive. He strolled leisurely through the group of scoundrels, observing the town on the distant island, searching for the place where he had arranged to meet Moria.
Vergo waved his hand, and immediately summoned a large number of Marines soldiers from the ship to arrest all the surviving bastards. In the days to come, they would pay for their disrespect towards Ortolan with their sincerity and labor.
Meanwhile, on the hillside halfway up the central part of the island, one of the crews of the island's three Great Pirate with bounties exceeding 100 million were having a barbecue picnic.
The guy in the lead was wearing a Straw Hat, and under the brim, his Red-Hair was hanging down—it was none other than Shanks!
Seemingly noticing the flashes of lightning coming from the port, Shanks pulled out his monoculars and looked in that direction. Then, he exclaimed in alarm, "What's that plague god doing here? Quick, pack your things! Don't linger here, we need to get out of here!"
"Who is it that scared you like this?" Yasopp asked curiously.
Shanks clutched his intact arm, but could still feel the old wound throbbing. With a bitter and frustrated expression, he said, "Bane Ortolan, the real monster of the Marines that I told you about!"
"You mean you said you had to run if you saw him, otherwise you wouldn't have a chance?" Yasopp stood up in surprise.