This Depends on Your Skill (1)

"Knight of the Sea Jinbe."

"Gecko Moria."

"Lord of the Secret Realm Kaku."

The Whitebeard Pirates' Sixteenth Division commander gathered his subordinates and looked at the reinforcements that had appeared, cold sweat breaking out across his face.

They were not afraid of these people, but of those soldiers and generals.

Because they had been completely surrounded.

Some of the pirates controlled by Pet King had their legs trembling as they watched this scene.

After the Summit War, the nation's soldiers and generals were recognized across the seas as the strongest army. They feared no death, possessed tremendous strength, and every last one of them was a Zoan user.

Moreover, their weapons were priceless and impossible to buy.

Every force wanted an army like this. If the nation had not been so powerful, it would have long since been attacked by everyone.

That was also why Blackbeard wanted to obtain this technology, even willing to postpone eating his second Devil Fruit. Soldiers and generals were far more important than a second Devil Fruit.

"The situation is getting troublesome."

Breed moved closer to Gasparde. Feeling the oppressive atmosphere descend, his heart sank.

Without a word, Gasparde's hands wriggled and transformed into green spikes. He was clearly ready to fight.

His figure slowly rose from the throne. Redfield flew to face Enel, showing no reaction at all to the soldiers and generals surrounding them below.

"You cannot stop me."

His voice was calm, yet it gave everyone the feeling that this was simply the truth.

"As expected of an old relic left behind by an era."

With a cold, arrogant expression, Enel curled his lips in disdain.

Rumble...

Suddenly, everyone looked toward the sky. A massive sonic boom approached from afar as though it were exploding beside their ears. A streak of black