Pica flung his arms wide, as if he wanted to embrace the entire earth. Countless rocks and building ruins around him seemed to answer an invisible summons, frantically converging upon him. Tens of thousands of tons of rock came alive, forming a towering rock tsunami dozens of meters high, coated in Armament Haki.
Carrying an aura of destruction that could crush everything, the tsunami bore down like an avalanche upon the area where Baby-5 stood.
A massive shadow completely enveloped Baby-5. The deafening roar of rocks grinding against one another drew closer and closer, and the stench of death rushed toward her.
Yet, facing an attack like a natural disaster, Baby-5 showed not the slightest fear or panic. Her gaze instead fell into a strange calm, even... tinged with a trace of reminiscence and tenderness.
Scenes of Adams carefully guiding her training every day over the past few months flashed rapidly through her mind.
Listening to the roar of death drawing ever closer, Baby-5 took a deep breath.
A strange ripple that seemed capable of reshaping heaven and earth abruptly spread outward from her delicate body like waves upon water. Everywhere it passed, everything around her—the boulders beneath her feet, scattered bricks and tiles, broken weapons, even a half-collapsed wall not far away—began to twist and transform in ways that defied all reason.
Stone became cold cannon barrels, wood turned into antique Flintlock grips, and metal fragments reassembled into Energy Weapons glowing with an eerie blue light... In the blink of an eye, an area nearly a hundred meters in radius around Baby-5 had become a weapon domain filled with every kind of armament, spanning eras and technological boundaries.
From the oldest Flintlock muskets and bronze cannons to modern portable rocket launchers, heavy machine guns, and sniper rifles, then to