The Rise of a New Era Comes at the Cost of the Old Era's Corpses

Strength wasn't all that mattered in a powerful fighter.

Haki born of sheer spirit was just as important.

But this fool before him...

Crack!

Zephyr turned slightly, stepped forward, coated his elbow in Armament Haki, and struck.

Thud!

The blow landed squarely in Weevil's gut. Brute force tore through his abdomen as though it would rip his intestines apart.

"It hurts! Mom!"

Weevil howled, tears welling in his eyes.

"Weevil, don't panic! If you go down, the Marines will kill your mother!"

Miss Bakkin couldn't stay quiet any longer.

Zephyr might be known as the Admiral Who Never Killed, but being locked up in Impel Down would be miserable enough.

There was still so much wealth out at sea she hadn't gotten her hands on!

"I don't want Mom to die! Hah!"

Spurred on by Miss Bakkin, Weevil somehow forced himself to endure the twisting pain in his gut.

He coated the butt of his bisento in Armament Haki and slammed it toward Zephyr's head!

Zephyr ignored it. With one hand, he seized Weevil's apron, braced his arm against him, and hoisted him up in an instant, veins bulging along his arm.

"Huh?!"

Suddenly off balance, Weevil looked utterly baffled, flailing like a drowning turtle.

Zephyr hurled him forward. Weevil flew past Miss Bakkin, who had been sneaking around behind Zephyr, and the gust left her hair in disarray.

Whoosh!

Miss Bakkin broke into a cold sweat. That strength, that size...

Whitebeard had stood only 6.66 meters tall, while Weevil had shot up to 6.8 meters!

If he hit her, she would be crippled even if she survived.

Crash!

Weevil's massive body smashed into the cabin, leaving a hole as tall as he was.

"Huh? What happened?"

"Is this the guy who attacked our warship?"

"What if we take his