Ron: Plenty Have Dared Hang Up on Me, but Few Lived to Tell the Tale!

When it came to combat alone, Ron had no weaknesses. This was the consensus among the Navy's upper ranks.

The speed and destructive power granted to him by the Rumble-Rumble Fruit gave him an innate invincibility. Unless he wished otherwise, no one could keep him from leaving.

Yet Ron's methods went far beyond that.

While developing his Fruit Ability to its limits, he was also the disciple of the famed former former Admiral, "Black Arm" Zephyr—a physical combat genius who had shattered the record for the fastest mastery of Rokushiki, condensing three years of training into just seven months.

Not to mention his wildly imaginative fighting style, his absolute control over the battlefield, and most importantly, that one factor: immortality.

Without anyone realizing it, Ron had become the number one person in the world that no one wanted to provoke!!

The naturally gifted relied on their talent, while Devil Fruit Users relied on their fruits.

That was only natural. But Ron did not think that way... whether it was a black cat or a white cat, any cat that caught mice was a good cat.

As long as it was useful to him, he would use anything.

"Hah..."

Amid a dizzying whirl, the Zombie Giant weighing tens of thousands of pounds was sent flying backward like a cannonball. Electric currents coiled around its body, restraining it so tightly that it could not move.

"What is that bastard trying to do?! We're immortal!"

Miss Bakkin was one of those who understood just how troublesome Ron was. Though she had died relatively early, she had still learned plenty about what happened afterward through Hogback.

That brat before her had slain Whitebeard during the Summit War. He was no ordinary person!

The answer was soon revealed.

Watching the gigantic body steadily rise, Ron