Let Me See the Limit Between Me and the Strongest

The emerald green turned crimson, and the splashes of blood stained everything in sight.

"This is... a wound, how is this possible? How could my noble body be cut by a blade!"

"What are you wondering about? Ability User, even Logia users are not omnipotent. Even if their bodies Elementalization, they cannot escape the blade imbued with Haki."

"Unless you can use Elementalization to dodge before the blade gets close, but your Observation Haki has already been forgotten in your fear..."

The lone boat sailed with the waves, a huge wound extending from Enel's left shoulder to his right leg, the terrifying amount of bleeding already staining his robes crimson.

"Observation Haki? What does that mean? This guy is talking about Mantra again, and my Mantra is being..."

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! I am a god, destined to go to the Endless Vearth and rule the entire world. How could I possibly be defeated by mortals?!"

"Whether you are a god or some other being, I am not interested in beings who are not swordsmen or not powerful enough."

"The one who just blasted these islands down is the opponent I want to challenge. Your power is not strong enough, Ability User lightning manipulator."

His figure disappeared from sight, his eyes, stained crimson with blood, stared intently at the distant island, madness and rage brewing within him.

Meanwhile, Jaya Island, many Skypiean with white wings on their backs looked down curiously, and the Blue Sea and land that came into view excited them.

"Bartholomew, so many Bartholomews, this is the world of the Blue Sea, have we arrived at the Blue Sea?"

"Gold, so much gold! This is the legendary Golden City! There really is a city built with gold!"

Compared to the excited Skypiean and the pirates Tiger Vision Staring Bullet the Golden City, another group of people dressed almost like savages, carrying all sorts of strange weapons, drifted on the edge of the area with complicated expressions.

"The promise, the promise of our ancestors, the bells that tolled the end of war have rung. Can the descendants of our benefactor, the descendants of Montblanc Noland, hear these bells of promise?"

"Wyper, Wyper, look! There's a guy down there wearing the same hat as the statue of our great benefactor!"

Upon hearing this, the Shandian had survived on the floating island all looked down. The sight of Montblanc Kulikate kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly brought a sigh of relief to the old Shandian chief.

"The descendants of our benefactor are indeed still on Jaya Island. This is our homeland, the land we left four hundred years ago!"

A variety of complex and intertwined voices converged, plunging the Hyena Pirates, who witnessed the entire event, into a dilemma.

"Hey, Bellamy, what should we do? This madman might actually be really strong. If we stay here any longer, we'll be in danger..."

Sarquiss urged them on, and the crew members who used to follow the two men around and cause trouble quietly slipped away, afraid of being caught up in it.

"It's fake, it's fake, it must be fake! How could several islands just appear out of thin air? It's definitely fake!"

My worldview seemed to be completely overturned at this moment, and the cacophony of sounds swirling in my ears felt like sharp swords piercing my heart.

Bellamy kept repeating this sentence, her lips turning slightly pale. Faced with this unacceptable scene, she chose to completely deny it.

"Are you saying who's fake, this force, or the facts before your eyes?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The waves crashed into the sky, and the members of the Hyena Pirates, who were thinking of boarding the ship and running away, subconsciously started shouting.

"Captain! Captain! Captain Bellamy! Our ship has been hacked!"

Only then did Bellamy shudder and awaken from his constant denial of reality. He saw a small boat, burning with green ghostly flames, slowly emerging from the wreckage of the pirate ship beneath the rain-like curtain of water.

The small boat was not big and its shape resembled a vampire's coffin. When Bellamy saw who it was, he froze on the spot, not daring to even breathe.

"Mihawk The King... the King... Seven Warlords of the Sea, the World's Strongest Swordsman, Dracule Hawkeye Mihawk!"

"Hawkeye? Then that Cross Black Blade on his back is one of the Supreme Grade Sword Twelve Works, the Yoru!"

"God, has this world gone completely mad? Why would the world's strongest swordsman come to Jaya Island?!"

Shock, doubt, confusion, disbelief...

A mix of emotions swirled and confused. The pirates, who had originally planned to sneak into the Golden City to pull off a big heist or had other ulterior motives, fell silent under the terrifying pressure, shrinking their heads like quails.

At this moment, the Coffin Boat docked at the shore, a black trench coat fluttered in the wind, a small cross knife on the front of a burgundy patterned shirt swayed slightly, and with those sharp, eagle-like eyes, he walked toward the deserted island.

Seeing this, Kuina, who was carrying a sword, shone with a captivating light, gripped the hilt of her sword, and was eager to try.

"This is the first time we've met. I've only ever been able to catch a glimpse of your esteemed presence through the Navy's bounty posters, which is truly a pity."

"Only after meeting you today do I understand why, despite having no territory under your command, the Navy ranks the other Four Emperors above you. What terrifying power you possess."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and following Hawkeye's gaze, their eyes fell on a man wearing a black undershirt and with long, tasseled hair casually draped over his shoulders, and they were utterly astonished.

"Wait... wait, what did Hawkeye just say?"

"What do you mean by 'placing the other Four Emperors under your name'? That's impossible, that's impossible!"

"How is this possible? My God, God! That person is... that person is..."

The tavern owner rushed back to the tavern immediately, retrieved all the dusty bounty posters, and then, at unprecedented speed, unearthed a piece of paper so old it was almost rotten.

Beneath the towering, wildly growing tree, a pair of eerie eyes and a face so striking that one glance was enough to leave an unforgettable impression, sent chills down the spines of everyone who witnessed it.

"The Four... the Four Emperors, the Four Emperors are here! The Four Emperors have appeared!!!"

The air was almost frozen, especially for the Hyena Pirates who were swept to the front by the crowd. They were so frightened that their spines were trembling, and some of the more timid ones even had water trickling down their faces.

"The Strongest Swordsman, Hawkeye, and my little guys are already so excited they're eager to take your place."

Clang!

The blade of the Supreme Twelve Craftsmanship - Night is both soft and sharp, its piercing sword cry resounding through the heavens.

"Let me see just how far I am from the strongest limit, Uchiha Huayue..."

"No, unforgivable! What World's Strongest Swordsman? What Four Emperors?! Tremble before the Power of God, yehahahaha..."

"Thank you so much for creating such a huge thundercloud, letting you witness God's Judgment, Raigo!!!"