Heaven-Sent Savior!

Chen Ye's body plummeted at high speed.

In Chen Ye's vision, the sky and ocean had switched places. The azure sea was like an ever-expanding curtain, rushing toward him at an irresistible speed.

It was over, over, over!

Everything was finished.

He had just transmigrated and was already being hunted by pirates. He had just activated the system, only for it to sentence him to death.

What kind of joke was this?

Fuck you, heavens!

You're screwing with me, huh!

"This really is... the worst transmigration life ever."

Chen Ye gave one last self-mocking laugh in his heart.

He gave up struggling and let gravity drag him toward the sea. Every muscle in his body relaxed completely. The calm before death seemed to envelop him ahead of time.

Maybe hitting the sea would be no different from hitting concrete.

He even had the leisure to think about such pointless things.

Just as he closed his eyes and prepared to meet the final impact and darkness, something strange suddenly happened.

Light.

All the light in the world vanished.

It was not the gradual process of the sun being obscured by clouds, but a... instantaneous, absolute deprivation.

As if a giant hand had abruptly switched off the main power to this little world.

One second there had been dazzling sunlight and blue skies; the next, Chen Ye had fallen into an immense, deep shadow.

The sensation of falling had not changed. Neither had the shriek of the wind tearing past him.

But the world had suddenly gone dark.

"What... is that?"

His instinct to survive overwhelmed his calm acceptance of death. He struggled to twist his neck and look upward.

But there was nothing there.

No sky, no clouds—only a vast, boundless outline, as though night had descended ahead of time.

That outline was so enormous that his vision could not take it all in.

At the Cliff Edge.

"Rotten Tooth" Buck kicked away the stone that had tripped Chen Ye and spat out a mouthful of filthy phlegm.

"Damn it, that Skinny Monkey could really run."

The pirates behind him burst into laughter. Chen Ye's dying struggle seemed to be nothing more than entertainment to them, and every one of them wore a vicious grin.

"Captain, that kid fell. He's probably been smashed into pulp."

"What a shame. He would've made a fine Slave, worth at least a few million Beli!"

"Who cares? Dead is dead!

Hahaha!"

Buck wiped the sweat from his face, his mood improving. Though they had failed to catch him alive, they had at least gotten rid of a nuisance.

He was just about to call his men back for a celebratory Banquet when he realized the surroundings had suddenly gone quiet.

The Crew Members who had been shouting and yelling moments ago now looked like ducks with their throats choked. Their mouths hung open as they stiffly stared up at the sky.

Their eyes were filled with terror and confusion unlike anything they had ever felt before.

"Have you all gone mute? What are you looking at?"

Impatiently, Buck followed their gazes upward.

Then his pupils abruptly shrank to the most dangerous pinpoints.

It was a ship.

No, it was not a ship.

No ship could possess such an enormous hull.

It was... a white mountain range floating in the sky!

Along both sides of its gigantic hull were decks and rails that rose and fell like mountain ridges.

A massive pirate flag bearing a White Crescent Beard and Two crossed bones snapped loudly high in the air.

That flag was like a death warrant, instantly draining every pirate of their courage.

That was...

"White... Whitebeard..."

One pirate's teeth chattered, his voice trembling beyond recognition.

"It's the Moby Dick... the ship of one of the Four Emperors... Edward Newgate!"

"Run! Run!"

Fear exploded in an instant. All the pirates turned and fled like madmen, scrambling toward the pirate ship docked in the harbor on the other side.

"Rotten Tooth" Buck went cold from head to toe. His legs felt as if they had been filled with lead, utterly unable to move.

He knew he could not run.

On these seas, when that ship appeared above your head, it meant that one of the Four Emperors had passed judgment on you.

And the Four Emperors never missed.

Under everyone's gaze, a figure moved upon the Moby Dick's broad, Plaza-like deck.

He was an extraordinarily burly man with an exaggerated long dark-blue braid and sharply angular facial hair on his chin.

He walked to the rail and glanced down at the tiny Black Tooth Pirates ship in the harbor below, small as a toy.

Then he leaped.

There was no running start, no gathering of strength. It was simply a jump.

His body became a black Cannonball in the air, smashing straight down.

During his descent, something unbelievable happened.

Sunlight spilled through the gaps in the giant ship and illuminated him once more.

His skin, muscles, clothing, even his hair—all underwent a qualitative transformation in that instant.

An incomparably brilliant light burst forth from within him.

It was neither the blackness of Armament Haki nor any kind of fire or lightning.

It was the radiance of Diamond.

His entire body transformed in an instant from flesh and blood into a giant formed from the purest, clearest, hardest diamond!

The sunlight shining upon him refracted into countless dazzling rainbows, staining the entire sky with a dreamlike glow.

It was breathtakingly beautiful.

And breathtakingly terrifying.

"Diamond... Jozu..."

Buck spoke the name in despair.

The captain of the Whitebeard Pirates' Third Division.

That diamond meteor did not deviate in the slightest as it smashed down with absolute precision onto the Black Tooth Pirates' ship.

There were no screams.

No struggle.

There was not even time for a complete process.

"BOOM—!!!!!"

An earth-shattering blast erupted, as if it would shatter the entire island.

The ship carrying dozens of pirates left behind, along with the entire harbor it occupied, was completely blown apart in an instant by that overwhelming impact.

"Rotten Tooth" Buck and his men were blown about by the violent wind, tumbling in every direction. They all lay flat on the ground, too afraid even to raise their heads.

When the storm finally eased, they looked toward the harbor again.

Nothing remained there.

Only expanding circles of Water ripples and scattered, unrecognizable fragments of wreckage floating on the Water Surface.

One strike.

Just one strike.

A vicious Pirate Crew had been defeated!

Meanwhile, Chen Ye fell into the sea!

Icy Seawater surged into his Nasal cavity and throat.

The massive shockwave had slapped Chen Ye directly into the water. His violent choking coughs instantly jolted him awake from his daze.

His fierce desire to live seized control of his mind again. He flailed his limbs wildly, trying to rise to the surface.

But the more he struggled, the deeper his body sank.

Just as he felt the air in his lungs about to run out and his consciousness beginning to blur again, a hand—a gigantic hand—grabbed the back of his collar.

The owner of that hand barely exerted any effort, simply lifting him casually.

Like a chick fished out of the water, Chen Ye was dragged out of the sea without the slightest ability to resist.

Splash—

He was thrown heavily onto a hard, broad wooden deck.

"Cough! Cough, cough, cough..."

Chen Ye lay facedown on the deck, coughing violently as he vomited out the Seawater and stomach acid he had swallowed.

It took him a long while to recover.

He pushed himself up, shook his groggy head, and looked toward the person who had saved him.

It was a Man like an iron tower—the very Jozu who had transformed into Diamond moments earlier. He had already returned to normal, though traces of moisture still clung to him.

Jozu did not look at Chen Ye at all. His sharp gaze passed over him and landed on the pirates standing dumbfounded atop the distant cliff.

An extremely contemptuous curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"A bunch of trash."

The three quiet words carried an arrogance and power that crushed everything.

Following his gaze, Chen Ye saw the face of "Rotten Tooth" Buck, twisted by fear.

He had been saved.

Slowly turning his head, he began to examine the deck where he stood.

The deck was as broad as a Plaza, paved with enormous wooden planks that exuded an aged air. The masts soared into the clouds like pillars supporting the sky.

There were many people here, and every one of them exuded a fierce, powerful aura.

Some polished massive weapons, some drank heartily, and some merely stood Leaning on the Ship's Rail. Yet every pair of eyes was as sharp as a blade.

Chen Ye's gaze finally settled on the flag snapping in the wind.

A White background, a Black skull.

Behind the skull were Two crossed bones.

And on the skull's mouth was an outrageously imposing crescent-like white beard.

Chen Ye's body froze.

In his mind, a name long sealed away, existing only in manga and anime, overlapped with the miraculous giant ship before him.

"The Moby Dick..."

"The Whitebeard Pirates of one of the Four Emperors..."