My Name is Norse (No Votes?)

The sun?

What sun?

This was getting rather baffling.

Rear Admiral Strawberry felt utterly confused.

He furrowed his brow and finally remembered that the young man before him had once appeared in his sight for a few seconds. Back then, however, the other party had possessed nothing worthy of his particular attention.

Yet now, in less than three months, this fellow seemed to have undergone a complete transformation. He was exceptionally eye-catching, as though he was about to become the center of attention today.

The rear admiral spoke with righteous conviction. "You are the pirate, Boa Norse?"

"Please stop adding those two irrelevant words, 'Boa.' My name is simply Norse."

For certain reasons, Norse did not like having those two words as a prefix to his name.

A man never changed his name standing or sitting. Even if he destroyed the world, that would be his business alone—how could he let anyone else share in that glory?

In truth, he simply did not want to implicate innocent people. After all, his very existence was destined to be extraordinary!

"Norse? Heh heh..."

The rear admiral smiled with great interest. "Do you know about your bounty? A man like you who can fly and has no leg hair—since you are a pirate, how could you possibly be content with a price of one hundred Berries? After all, you have become the only man in Amazon Lily."

"Tell me, what purpose have you been hiding beneath the Marine's notice for all these years?"

Strawberry sneered, intending to use the absolute majesty and imposing presence of the Marines to force an answer from Norse.

Although he had yet to further assess Norse's personal strength, he did not underestimate him. In his heart, he had already judged Norse to be no ordinary man.

"You're merely a Marine rear admiral. I don't even have any interest in killing you. What right do you have to know everything about me?" Norse looked at him disdainfully.

The corners of Rear Admiral Strawberry's mouth began to twitch. His dignity had suffered a terrible blow, and for a moment, he could not even find the right words to refute Norse forcefully!

Of course, there were certainly plenty of forceful retorts, such as: "Who the hell do you think you are? When I first joined the Marines, I slaughtered my way from the North Blue to the South Blue with my dual blades, then hacked my way back from the South Blue to the North Blue. Who didn't know me? Get on your knees and talk, damn it!"

But how could a Marine officer say something like that so casually?

"Arrogant! Rear Admiral Strawberry is a hero of Marine Headquarters. Even the invincible Fish-Man Fisher Tiger was seriously injured by him. What do you, a pretty boy, amount to?"

At that moment, the Marine lieutenant beside Strawberry proved himself to be a fine subordinate who defended his superior. Seeing his rear admiral humiliated and unable to save face, he immediately stepped forward.

"You're courting death!"

Norse's expression instantly turned cold.

His sharp gaze locked onto the Marine lieutenant. Since the man dared call him a pretty boy, then he would use the price of his life to witness exactly what Norse was capable of.

Telekinetic Attraction.

Norse controlled the invisible gravitational force around his body, transforming it into an attractive force within a certain range and reaching out through the air toward the Marine lieutenant aboard the ship.

In the blink of an eye.

The Marine lieutenant staggered on the spot. A powerful pulling force seemed to cling to every inch of his body, instantly lifting him off the deck before he could react at all.

Fortunately, Strawberry acted in time. He grabbed the lieutenant, who was about to be flung away, and viciously pinned him to the deck.

Strawberry was utterly shocked.

This was indeed no weak pulling force. Even with one hand pressing down on the lieutenant's body, he could clearly feel an impossible-to-ignore pressure.

If this continued, he was certain that he would not be able to hold him down.

"Men, quickly hold the lieutenant down!" Strawberry hurriedly ordered.

A dozen or so Marine soldiers rushed forward at once upon receiving the command, piling themselves into a mound of flesh.

Unaware that they were pressing the Marine lieutenant until his face turned red, nearly squeezing the shit out of him.

As a rear admiral who had participated in multiple pirate-suppression campaigns, Strawberry remained composed even when facing Norse's unbelievable ability.

The next moment, he made another forward motion with his hand.

The Marines behind him raised their rifles and aimed at Norse dozens of meters above them. Several men even wheeled out cannon carts. If they fired, a massive Seastone net would descend from above.

Strawberry's face darkened as he said, "This time, our Marines entered the Calm Belt with warships not to arrest your Kuja Pirates. But if you kill my lieutenant, you will become the first prisoner we take."

Strawberry had sufficient confidence. One must not forget that a large fleet was stationed outside the Calm Belt. All he needed to do was make a call, and Vice Admiral Aokiji would come to clean up the mess.

Hovering high above, Norse said with overwhelming arrogance and disdain, "Keep dreaming. In my world, I am the rules!"

"Hmph! Such wild nonsense. You are truly stubborn beyond redemption!" Strawberry sneered instead.

He wanted to see just how capable the other party was—whether he dared contend against the power of ten warships, and even face a powerful Marine vice admiral at the same time.

Attack!

Strawberry issued the absolute command and signaled to a soldier beside him to call Vice Admiral Aokiji through a Transponder Snail and request reinforcements.

Facing the countless gunshots and rain of bullets, Norse remained utterly calm. "Remember this. The next moment will be the pinnacle of your life, Strawberry!"

At that moment, Norse's body began to partially turn into light as it gradually blurred.

He snapped his fingers.

"Snap!"

Only Norse himself knew that the Sun-Burst Art sphere falling into the deep sea had detonated ahead of time.

In an instant, an unimaginable tremor and shockwave erupted in the depths of the ocean.

Though the boundless sea swallowed the sound of the Sun-Burst Art's explosion, it could not immediately swallow that terrifying explosive force.

Just seconds later.

The windless sea for miles around suddenly surged with violent waves, as if some unimaginably massive sea beast had burst from the depths and whipped up layer upon layer of waves dozens of zhang high.

Strawberry's warship was like a lone leaf, drifting through a raging storm.

The Marines aboard had no way to stop the crashing, heaving waves. In less than a minute, the warship suddenly vanished beneath the stormy tide.

"Overestimating yourselves!" Norse's figure vanished completely.