Smack

"—?!"

Little Oars jolted and took an involuntary step back.

"Captain of the Oars Pirates, under the Whitebeard Pirates..." Atlas stood with her hands in her pockets, a smile on her lips. Her knife-sharp gaze pierced Little Oars's eyes. "You want revenge for Whitebeard?"

"White Hou—!!"

Little Oars's face twisted with rage. He opened his enormous, fang-lined mouth, and a foul stench rushed out.

Shing—!!!

Atlas drew Napoleon. Bright silver light flashed across her face, and Little Oars instinctively narrowed his eyes. A thin red line appeared across his neck, and blood began streaming down.

The sword did not quite fit her hand, but it would do.

Thud, thud, thud—!

Clutching his throat, Little Oars staggered backward on his massive feet. His eyes went wide, and he did not dare let his attention wander.

As a descendant of Oars the Continent Puller, he had inherited not only his ancestor's immense strength but also his terrifying vitality. That amount of blood loss was nothing to him.

If one slash was not enough, she would strike again!

Atlas made her decision and swept Napoleon out once more. Haki coiled around the blood-red slash as it hurtled toward his throat at terrifying speed.

"Urgh—"

Hand and palm were severed cleanly at the wrist. The same slash nearly cut his thick neck in two, sending blood spraying everywhere. Little Oars's eyes still struggled against death, his face thick with unwillingness.

Boom—!!

His enormous body toppled backward. Trees across the area suddenly tore free of the ground, their tangled roots moving like legs as they hurried aside and cleared a vast space.

Gaia!!

To Gaia, the entire island was his body. Its mountains, rivers, grass, and trees were like his hair, and he could control them freely.

With Gaia in command, even Little Oars's colossal