Pirate: Starting by Refusing Red-Hair's Invitation

At the same time, Enel's Lightning Strike came crashing down. Lin Mo put away Toyako, drew Sandai Kitetsu without hesitation, and raised it toward the sky, drawing the two-hundred-million-volt Lightning Strike into himself.

Electricity crackled in an instant. The blinding white flash forced nearly everyone aboard to squeeze their eyes shut.

When the glare faded, the sky had cleared. Lin Mo stood unharmed at the center of the Lightning Strike, calmly sheathing Sandai Kitetsu.

Water 7: Lin Mo, Be My Son

"Huh? Am I seeing things? When did that kid get here? He took a slash from Pops and came out unscathed?"

"Who the hell is he? That's incredible!"

"That Lightning Strike looked terrifying too. He took a slash from Pops, drew lightning onto himself right afterward, and still didn't have a scratch. And he looks like he's only in his teens... Is he even human?"

A chorus of astonished cries rose across the Moby Dick.

Even Whitebeard looked momentarily surprised.

Marco smiled as he introduced him. "That's the kid I told you about. His name's Lin Mo."

"But didn't you say you'd come tonight?" Marco asked Lin Mo.

Lin Mo glanced at the bewildered Enel. "If I hadn't come, he'd be crippled."

Enel froze. "Aren't you underestimating me a little...?"

"Lin Mo's right," Marco said with a wave of his hand. "Pops meant that last strike. Even in your elemental form, he could've cut you. You'd better thank your captain."

Enel's face darkened. "That sick old man is really that strong?"

Lin Mo gave him a speechless look. "He's the strongest of the Four Emperors."

"F-Four Emperors?" Enel stared in shock. He remembered Garp saying that any one of the Four Emperors could easily kill him, and sweat poured down his forehead.

*What kind of stupid thing had I