Again This Damned Will of Oppression

The Sky-Burning Great Explosion spread.

Wilton held out for a moment before he couldn't control himself and was sent flying. He hadn't won and crashed heavily onto the ground, suffering some burns.

It hurt.

But it wasn't a big deal; Tekkai was as reliable as ever.

As for the blood at the corner of his mouth, it could only be said that he'd been too heated lately. Spitting it out actually made him feel more comfortable.

"Usopp, Chopper, Nami."

Luffy's hysterical roar echoed from not far away. Usopp, Chopper, and Nami had been defeated in an instant by Minotaurus, Minotaur Koala, and Minotaur Rhino.

Their weapons were shattered all over the ground.

Still in Rookie Village, how could they possibly be a match for three Jailer Beasts?

It only took one move each, and then they were all turned into cannonballs, piercing through house after house, finally collapsing at the end of the ruins, bleeding from all seven orifices and falling unconscious.

It was a miracle they weren't killed outright.

"What are you looking at?"

"White Hurricane."

Smoker's calm voice echoed behind Sanji, sending a chill down Sanji's spine. He hadn't noticed when the other party had appeared at all.

By the time he reacted, it was too late.

A large cloud of white smoke spread out, instantly engulfing Sanji. Then, the smoke seemed to have a life of its own, tightly binding him.

It even made him unable to breathe.

Damn it.

He struggled as much as he could, but the smoke was intangible. He was like a landlubber who couldn't swim falling into the sea; the more he struggled, the less effective it was.

Slowly.

When the white smoke dissipated, Sanji was hanging in the air, bound by the smoke, unconscious. Without Armament Haki, facing a Logia-type Devil Fruit user, he was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Clang, clang, clang.

Zoro was also in a major crisis. His three swords were already smoking from being swung, but he was still being pushed back, covered in cold sweat.

Minotaur Zebra wasn't playing games either. It charged with large, sweeping motions, holding a spiked mace in both hands. A snot bubble was hanging precariously from its nose.

It looked foolishly cute, but one swing from the mace made Zoro's arms tremble.

He was gritting his teeth so hard they were about to break.

One could imagine how heavy each blow was. Minotaur Zebra also kicked him occasionally, sending him flying to crash through several houses.

As soon as he got up, he was met with a spiked mace.

Minotaur Zebra's pink curly hair flew wildly as it fought energetically. Slowly, Zoro began to bleed from his nose and mouth, his two swords flew out of his hands, and then he couldn't even bite the sword in his mouth. He was sent flying, crashing into the ruins, unable to get up again.

Compared to Sanji, Nami, Usopp, and Chopper's instant defeat, Zoro had held on for more than ten moves. Unfortunately, the gap in strength was too vast.

Luffy's situation wasn't much better.

Sadi's long whip coiled around Luffy's attacking fist like a snake, then yanked him down heavily onto the ground.

Then, she wrapped her right hand with Armament Haki and threw a punch at Luffy's abdomen.

The punch was powerful. Luffy doubled over, spitting blood from his mouth, his bulging eyes filled with disbelief.

How is it like Grandpa's punch?

"Luffy."

Just as Sadi was preparing to strike again, a ray of fire shot out. At the same time, Ace elementalized and quickly flew towards Sadi.

At a critical moment, a figure crashed heavily onto the ground. A Dumbbell blocked the ray, and at the same time, his right foot, covered in Armament Haki, heavily kicked towards Ace.

Forced to revert from his elementalized state, Ace stumbled back two steps, his face grim.

"You can't save them unless you step over me."

Wilton stood like a mountain, an impenetrable barrier in front of Ace, radiating an imposing aura all over his body.

"Then I'll deal with you."

Ace's killing intent flared.

At this moment, Sadi had already tightly wrapped her long whip around Luffy's neck. She cackled maniacally while enjoying herself immensely by kicking Luffy repeatedly with her foot.

What's more, this woman was wearing high heels and had wrapped them with Haki.

Every kick made Luffy cry out uncontrollably in pain, as it was more agonizing than his grandfather's beatings. The more Luffy screamed, the more excited Sadi became.

"Fire Gun."

Ace raised his hands, his index and middle fingers pointed at Wilton like a gun, then he shot out a large number of flame bullets wrapped in Armament Haki.

The air rippled because of it.

These were far more powerful than bullets fired from a real gun, capable of easily piercing steel plates. Ordinary enemies couldn't withstand them at all.

"Tekkai!"

Wilton, stubborn as ever, activated Tekkai and Armament Haki, swinging dumbbells with both hands, charging straight at Ace amidst sparks and lightning.

Even if flame bullets that the dumbbells couldn't block hit him, they only caused Wilton to pause for a moment, leaving a bit of scorched blackness on his skin as smoke rose. They couldn't penetrate his body at all.

Still, there was pain, like being pinched by a crab.

"Dumbbell Charge."

As Ace shifted, Wilton raised his hand and swung it through the air. Instantly, a five-hundred-meter dumbbell phantom slash wave tore through the ground, charging towards Ace.

But Ace easily elementalized and dodged it in advance.

"With such strength, yet only a Rear Admiral."

Ace's figure materialized on a jagged piece of broken wall. His face was grim, and he was engulfed in raging flames. The strength of this tough Rear Admiral was even more formidable than some Vice Admirals.

Yet, his rank was only Rear Admiral.

Were the Marines playing coy?

Looking at the completely annihilated Straw Hat Pirates, Ace felt a sense of trouble, his expression gradually calming.

"I can't possibly abandon my brother. Since you're going to obstruct me, then I'll have to fulfill your wish."

The initial probing had ended.

Ace's eyes widened slightly. In that instant, the wind and sand stopped, and a domineering will that could swallow mountains and rivers, filled with black and red lightning, spread outwards like a tsunami.

The sky, which had been clear for thousands of miles, suddenly became overcast with dark clouds, lightning, and thunder.

"Moo."

The unparalleled, domineering pressure surged forward.

Smoker couldn't help but take a step back, puffing on his cigar, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. The trembling in his hands showed he was far from calm, merely holding on.

Sadi leaned back, her curly blonde hair fluttering in the strong wind. Her pupils contracted, and her manic laughter ceased, replaced by a quiet terror.

Her legs went weak, and she uncontrollably knelt on the ground, hands supporting her as her face turned pale. She bit her lip fiercely, trying not to pass out.

The four Jailer Beasts roared uneasily, constantly retreating, as if they had encountered a primordial beast, agitated and restless. Their violent pupils were filled only with fear and dread.

As for the Marine squad that had just arrived to reinforce them, they all fell to the ground, eyes rolled back, unconscious, after a single glance.

In just an instant, the surroundings were cleared.

Streaks of black and red lightning struck down, illuminating the surroundings intermittently, while an inexplicable sense of suffocation and oppression descended like a heavy hammer blow to the crown of their heads.

"Conqueror's Haki. Only one in a million can possess it."

Smoker gritted his teeth, looking at the figure standing on the broken wall with disbelief. He seemed like a king ruling over the world, holding the power of life and death, inspiring awe and deterring any thought of resistance.

At the very front.

Wilton lowered his head, his hands gripping the dumbbells tightly, veins bulging on his limbs, neck, and forehead.

When he looked up, his usually resolute face was filled with ferocity and anger.

That damned oppressive will again.

He had a deep memory of that incident in Loguetown. Although Ace's will was weaker than Dragon's, it still made Wilton feel like his chest was about to explode.

Wanting him to submit and kneel? A pipe dream.

Kings and generals, were they born to their stations?

The emperor takes his turn, today it is my house.

We all have one head and one life. To hell with you! The blood flowing in my veins is not that of a slave. At worst, we'll go in with a white knife and come out with a red one, taking each other down.