A white mythical beast streaked across the sky, its icy mist leaving a striking trail above the dimly lit harbor.
That majestic and sacred posture silenced the shouts of all the pirates below.
The cigar in Captain Bart's mouth fell silently onto the deck. He looked up, his single eye reflecting the rapidly falling white figure, his mind blank.
"Roar--"
A soul-shaking roar exploded over the harbor.
The next second, the black and red Conqueror's Haki formed streaks of Inazuma that tore through the sky like a spider web, spreading out with unstoppable force. Visible ripples spread through the void, instantly engulfing the entire port.
"Thump!"
On the watchtower, the pirate who had just sounded the alarm rolled his eyes back and fell straight down.
On the deck, the pirate officers who were shouting themselves hoarse as they directed the gunners suddenly stopped, their bodies went limp, and they collapsed to the ground.
The gunners had just loaded the heavy shells into the breech and hadn't even had a chance to ignite them when they all collapsed and lost consciousness.
Wave after wave of pirates fell like felled wheat.
The once bustling and murderous Rocky Port fell into a deathly silence in an instant.
Tens of thousands of pirates lay peacefully asleep at their respective battle posts.
boom!
Yamato's agile body landed heavily on the deck of the largest three-masted sailing ship in the harbor, the enormous impact causing the entire ship to sink.
She slowly straightened up, her icy blue eyes sweeping over the scattered "corpses" around her, finally settling on the remaining eighty or ninety people still standing in the harbor.
Those were all pirate captains with bounties exceeding 100 million, whose strength far surpassed that of the pirates who had been stunned. Naturally, they did not faint under the impact of her Conqueror's Haki.
However, although none of these pirate captains were affected by Conqueror's Haki, their pupils were all constricted, and they stared in horror at the imposing figure in front of them.
For a fleeting moment, they felt as if Kaido, the ruler of the New World, had personally arrived.
"Damn it!" After a brief silence, Burt was the first to react. He gritted his teeth and growled, "It's Kaido's son, Yamato! He's been following Hawk Eyes in search of the Road Poneglyph!"
"What the hell is going on?" The other captain, with a missing arm, looked utterly incredulous. "As Kaido's son, not only does he not avenge Kaido, but he's also submitted to the Navy!"
" Kaido, you died with your eyes wide open in disbelief!"
"What kind of time is this to be defending Kaido?!" a burly captain wielding a giant axe roared. "Get yourselves together! Today, it's either them or us who die!"
This roar brought all the captains, who were still in shock, back to reality.
That's right, now is not the time for sentimentality!
"Kill!"
Bart and another captain wielding dual swords exchanged a glance, roared, Yamato from the left and right.
"Boring."
A hint of disdain flashed in Yamato's icy blue eyes as he casually raised his spiked club, crackling with black Inazuma, the moment the two men reached him.
" Thunder Bagua!!"
Bang!
With a muffled thud, Bart and the Twin-Swords Captain, who had rushed forward first, were struck by an irresistible force before they could even see Yamato's movements. They were sent flying like cannonballs, crashing through the masts of several pirate ships before finally plunging into the sea, their fate unknown.
One move!
With a single move, he instantly killed two pirate captains with bounties of nearly 200 million.
The pirate captains in the port swallowed hard, their fighting spirit instantly halved.
After taking down the two, Yamato didn't hesitate for a moment. He leaped into the air and charged towards the other captains with surging fighting spirit.
at the same time.
Because Yamato had cleared out the port of troublemakers, Mihawk's warship sailed unimpeded into the port at top speed.
Before the warship had fully docked, several figures eagerly jumped off the deck.
Denjiro with graceful ease, his twin swords tracing two dazzling arcs in the air as he precisely intercepted two pirate captains who were about to attack Yamato. The sharp flashes of his blades momentarily suppressed the two men.
"Hehehehe~ You all look so useless! Let this princess give you some motivation to live!"
Perona, holding a small red umbrella, floated lightly in front of a group of pirate captains, a mischievous smile on her face.
"Hey! Little girl, this isn't a place for you!" A burly captain grinned maliciously, swinging his massive anchor at them.
"Extra-large Negiho Ghost!"
With a wave of her hand, Perona sent a giant, semi-transparent ghost through Captain Iron Anchor's body in an instant.
"Thump!"
Captain Iron Anchor's sinister grin froze instantly. His knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees, muttering despondently, "Why... why did I become a pirate... fighting and killing every day, not even getting a decent piece of roasted meat... my life is such a failure..."
Not only him, but several other pirate captains were also enveloped by the enormous Negiho Ghost because they couldn't dodge in time.
As a series of kneeling sounds rang out, various negative mutterings began to rise and fall.
"My very existence pollutes the air; I stink worse than a dead salted fish. Please, stomp on me!"
"I'm a bedbug! I'm a bedbug! Please, just let me die in peace!"
Centered on Captain Iron Anchor, the four or five pirate captains around him instantly lost all fighting spirit, kneeling on the ground and radiating a strong negative energy.
Just then...
" Six Fleur!"
Robin strode quickly to Perona's side without hesitation, crossing her arms in front of her chest, her beautiful eyes icy cold.
"Snap! Snap!"
On the shoulders of several captains who were kneeling and begging for death, pairs of fair arms suddenly grew out of nowhere, and then they were twisted backward without mercy.
With a crisp cracking sound, the captains who had begged for death finally got what they wanted.
On the other side, Nekomamushi and Duke Inuarashi also found their opponents, their claws and swords flying, lightning and slashes intertwining, they were having a great time fighting.
The bow of a warship.
Mihawk slowly placed his hand on the Black Blade Night behind his back.
With a soft hum, the World's Strongest Black Blade Night, was drawn.
He held the sword in both hands, the tips pointing diagonally at the sea. His hawk-like eyes flashed with a chilling light, and the oppressive aura emanating from the World's Greatest Swordsman spread and made the air in the entire port freeze.
Everyone engaged in the fierce battle, from Yamato to the pirate captain, instinctively stopped what they were doing and looked in that direction.
Mihawk slowly raised his Black Blade.
There was no earth-shattering grandeur, no dazzling light and shadow.
He simply unleashed a slash from a distance at the hundreds of pirate ships haphazardly moored in front of him.
A slender green slash wave detached from the blade, skimming the surface of the sea, and flew straight forward.
At first, this slashing wave was inconspicuous.
But in the next second, the slashing wave suddenly expanded, transforming into a terrifying sword wave that blotted out the sky and swept across the entire port with devastating force!
There was no violent explosion, only a teeth-grinding tearing sound.
One, two, ten, thirty...
Pirate ships docked in the harbor, whether massive three-masted sailing ships or small assault boats, were all as fragile as paper before this green slashing wave, neatly cut in half at the waist, one half flying into the sky, the other half trembling violently.
The next instant, the pirates who had been stunned, along with a few crew members who were still struggling, fell into the cold sea like dumplings.
The power of a single strike caused the heavens and earth to lose their color.
The pirate captains who were lucky enough to escape the wrath of the gods stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded, at the scene before them that resembled divine punishment, their hearts pounding with fear.
Is this the power of the World's Greatest Swordsman?
"Run! Run!"
Someone let out a desperate scream.
The twenty or thirty pirate captains, no longer caring about fighting, turned and fled like madmen towards the largest castle in the center of Hachinosu Island.
Mihawk narrowed his Hawk Eyes as he watched the fleeing figures.
"Where can you possibly run to?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the Black Blade again.
Buzz--
The dazzling blade light flashed like a startled swan, catching up with the fleeing captains with lightning speed.
"Ah--"
Several captains who were running at the back were unable to dodge in time and were struck by the blade's edge. They screamed as they were thrown into the air.
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