On the coast of the Olama Nation in the New World, towering waves crashed against the Navy warships as fierce winds whipped the Justice cloaks behind the soldiers.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared across the sky. Bolts pierced the thick clouds, only to be swallowed up by them the next moment.
The unusual darkness seemed to foreshadow the outcome of this battle—one that needed to be concealed.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!!"
Countless shells rained down on Olama without pause. The members of the Rocks Pirates had long since been roused by the thunder of the bombardment.
They each used their own abilities to fend off the shells as they fell.
In one area of the Olama Nation.
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"
Patri Vic opened his mouth and spat out a huge fireball, detonating all the shells descending from above.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"
The shells exploded in midair when the flames struck them.
But no sooner had one wave passed than another began. Countless shells kept coming, as if fired by a perpetual-motion machine.
"Clang!"
Standing beside Patri Vic, Whitebeard held Murakumogiri in one hand. White currents enveloped its blade, and then he slammed it fiercely into the space before him.
The force of the shockwaves detonated all the shells that were about to fall. Deafening explosions rang throughout Olama.
"Looks like the Navy came well prepared this time."
Whitebeard gazed up at the shells raining down again and spoke in a deep voice.
The shells couldn't do them much harm, but destroying this endless barrage was still costing them some stamina.
"But the Navy's objective is doomed to fail," Patri Vic said calmly.
"Are you that sure we'll win?" Whitebeard asked with a laugh.
"Of course," Patri Vic replied with an easy smile.
Olama wasn't God Valley.
So no matter how well the Navy prepared, Rocks wouldn't fall here.
Some might say that the protagonist was a transmigrator, and that his arrival had caused a butterfly effect in this world.
That was true, but the butterfly effect made it even less likely to happen, because Patri Vic was a formidable fighter.
The many officers of the Rocks Pirates began clearing away the dense barrage of shells descending from the sky.
But one officer took no part in the battle. Instead, he went alone to a relatively safe area on the outskirts of Olama.
"This is the end for the Rocks Pirates." Ochoku gazed at the bombarded nation and sneered.
The Navy Headquarters had launched a Buster Call. They had dispatched a large force of elite Navy soldiers, along with a Fleet Admiral and a Navy Admiral.
The Navy had gone all out this time. Ochoku could already picture the officers of the Rocks Pirates dying horribly.
"Do you think the Navy can kill me?"
A voice suddenly sounded beside him.
Ochoku whipped around. Sweat instantly beaded across his forehead, and his body trembled. Panic filled his face as he stammered, "W-Why are you here?"
The man standing behind him was none other than Rocks!
Rocks wore a cold smile as he stared at Ochoku like the God of Death.
"Why shouldn't I be here?" Rocks sneered.
"Damn it, when did you find out?"
Ochoku stared at Rocks's smile, feeling a chill run down his spine as he stumbled backward a few steps.
"You returned after leaving the tavern, and the Navy arrived just a few hours later. Of course I'd suspect you," Rocks explained calmly.
Rocks had suspected Ochoku, so he'd followed him in secret. He hadn't expected Ochoku to be foolish enough to say those words just now.
That confirmed it: Ochoku was the traitor.
"Whoosh!"
A shell was about to hit them from above.
A flash of white light streaked by. The shell and the surrounding buildings were all cleaved in two.
At some point, a thin streak of blood had appeared on Ochoku's face, and blood was now dripping from it.
"Wouldn't you rather join me in conquering the world? And yet you chose to betray me?" Rocks's expression darkened as a terrifying aura erupted from him.
"Damn it, I followed you to make money. I don't want to risk my life for your ridiculous ambition!" Knowing he wouldn't survive, Ochoku answered with a ferocious expression.
The ridiculous ambition he meant was Rocks's desire to rule the world.
Ochoku believed that Rocks could never rule the world.
"Hahaha... What does the Navy amount to these days? In just a few years, I'll drag the Celestial Dragons down from their pedestal. Then I'll be the ruler of the world!" Rocks laughed maniacally.
"No one's going to play your game of world domination. Everyone's here to make money. None of the officers would want to live under someone else's thumb. Your ambition will never come true," Ochoku sneered.
"I'll make it happen, and you'll see. But first, you die." Rocks gripped his Famous Sword and slowly advanced on Ochoku.
"Damn it."
Ochoku covered his body in Armament Haki and glared at Rocks with a ferocious expression.
He knew he wasn't going to survive, so he might as well fight back in his final moments.
Rocks and Ochoku fought.
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By the coast.
The cannons aboard the fifteen Navy warships had fired without pause.
The dense barrage was enough to destroy any nation in the New World.
But it couldn't kill the officers of the Rocks Pirates. The shells could only wipe out large numbers of foot soldiers.
They could also wear down the Rocks Pirates officers' stamina.
"Report, Fleet Admiral. We're almost out of shells."
A Navy soldier respectfully approached Fleet Admiral Kong and reported.
"I know."
The Fleet Admiral nodded, then turned to Kong beside him and said solemnly, "It's time to act, Kong."
"Let's go. I can't wait to wipe out the Rocks Pirates," Kong said, slowly opening his eyes.
"Attack!" the Fleet Admiral shouted.
All the Navy warships stopped firing. Countless elite Navy soldiers began advancing on Olama.
Along the way, they saw heaps of dead pirates—and countless bodies of ordinary civilians, too.
More accurately, the ground was littered with the mangled remains of pirates and civilians. Not a single body was intact.
The sight of the bloodied flesh and entrails spilling out made even these well-trained Navy soldiers feel slightly sick.
They had killed pirates with their own hands before.
But seeing pirate flesh and organs mixed in with the dirt still made them feel uneasy.
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