"Everyone!!! And the guild leader!!!"
Seven hundred thousand rebel troops advanced, their dust billowing like dragons, creating a powerful momentum that seemed to shake the entire desert.
Vivi rode her horse at Karoo, shouting loudly and waving her hands, trying to stop them from advancing.
A cannonball was fired from the city wall at just the right moment, landing next to Vivi and kicking up thick smoke.
Previously, Kohza would never have been able to discover that, after Aizen's training in Kidō, his strength was no longer that of an ordinary person.
"Who is that? Stop!"
Kohza was capable of doing something as absurd as halting an entire army for one person.
He didn't want the war to affect anyone outside the King's army; perhaps that was naive, but it was precisely this naivety that led the desperate people to elect him as their leader.
He is seen as the future of Alabasta.
At Kohza's command, the rebel army's momentum gradually came to a halt. Those in front rode camels and horses, while those behind ran barefoot.
Therefore, once the main force at the front came to a stop, there were basically no problems for those behind, and the sandstorm gradually subsided.
Kohza rode forward on his tall black horse, his eyes sweeping over her, and he said with some surprise, "You are... Vivi?!"
"Yes, Commander, please listen to me, we've all been fooled!"
Vivi, her face flushed with emotion, loudly protested, "This war was orchestrated by someone else from beginning to end!"
"The daughter of a scumbag king!"
"You still want to deceive us with lies?!"
"Go to hell!"
As soon as Vivi began to speak, scattered angry curses immediately rose from the rebel army.
This place is inhabited by avengers driven to ruin by the drought caused by the king, whose frenzied emotions have led them to seek only cruelty against the high and mighty royal family.
"Quiet! Listen to Vivi has to say."
Kohza loudly silenced the rebels. He was extremely disappointed in the king, but he still trusted Vivi, with whom he had played Little Ichi, and was willing to listen to her and find out what the so-called hidden story meant.
Bang!
A gunshot interrupted his waving gesture. In the chaos behind him, someone pulled the trigger, and a bullet flew toward Vivi's head.
"Damn it?!" Kohza cursed, pointing a finger, " Hadō #4, Byakurai!"
A flash of blue-white electricity crackled from his fingertips, instantly deflecting the bullet. "I told you not to pull the trigger!"
Kohza glared fiercely. Who on earth was causing trouble here?
The Baroque Works members gave an awkward smile and, under the watchful eyes of those around them, were forced to put away their guns.
Overall, the rebels are mainly led by Kohza, while Baroque Works is merely a worthless fry. If they were to directly challenge his prestige, they would be crushed.
" Vivi, your father has changed."
Kohza turned to his childhood friend ahead and said with heartache, "If the king is not virtuous, then we must replace him with a different king, even if it means rivers of blood flow, I will not hesitate!"
"No, this is all a conspiracy by Baroque Works, Crocodile's scheme!"
Vivi loudly explained to Kohza, recounting what she had learned during this period, " The Nanohana were definitely caused by that transvestite who transformed into my father. My father would never do something like using Dance Powder to obtain rainwater, causing drought in other places."
" Crocodile?!" Kohza was stunned by this fact, but then, thinking back to the king in her memories, the king who, no matter what, refused to use Dance Powder and Nanohana...
It's difficult to reconcile the two images.
Could it be that they really misunderstood?
" Kohza! Kings change, and so does Vivi. At this critical juncture, if you hesitate, what will become of our 700,000-strong army and the people of Alabasta?"
As a fellow member of the Suna Suna Clan, the scarred man had to remind Kohza that people can change.
The once innocent princess may very well transform into a monstrous dragon beyond their wildest imagination.
Kohza's expression was solemn; he was well aware of this as he looked at the blue-haired princess before him.
Her eyes were as clear as when they first met, without a trace of falsehood, and she said sincerely, " Kohza! Everything I said is the truth."
"Yes, I know."
Kohza replied with a grim face, having made up his mind that he still believed Vivi's eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Suspend the attack. I want to speak with the King personally and find out the truth!"
" Kohza!" the man roared anxiously.
"Don't forget why we are fighting. If this battle is truly orchestrated by the enemy, continuing to bleed is unwise."
Kohza retorted, his expression resolute. "A true revolution does not end with the death of one person."
If I haven't returned by tomorrow, you will take over as leader, and then we'll continue the attack!
" Kohza..." The man's face was full of pain, but he understood that he could not change his friend's mind.
They all rebelled out of a desire to end the war; they never thought of usurping any so-called power.
People gather because of their ideals, and are naturally more likely to be taken advantage of by others because of those ideals.
Kohza resolutely turned around and said in a deep voice, " Vivi, I'm going to see King Cobra and find out if what you said is true or false."
Because of his increased strength, Crocodile did not lead Kohza to the Nanohana, which prevented him from completely despairing of King Cobra.
He was only hearing rumors about the destruction of the Nanohana.
After Vivi explained it to him, he was willing to take the gamble and see if the king was still a good person.
That was the dream that my father, and countless other residents of the depleted city, still held onto.
The king is great; the fault does not lie with the king.
Kohza really wanted to prove that point.
"Yes, Captain~" Vivi nodded, her face full of smiles. The rebellion was finally coming to an end.
She led Kohza towards the city wall.
On the city wall, the Baroque Works members were still trying to load cannonballs.
This time, Chaka noticed; was he nervous the first time, and was he still nervous the second time?
The rebels have all ceased their operations; firing artillery now would only provoke them!
"What are you doing? Take him down!"
Immediately, guards obeyed his orders and seized the man.
Chaka then noticed the strange wing tattoo on his arm and remembered that the king had disappeared from the palace. Without outside guidance, who could accurately locate the king's whereabouts within the complex palace complex?
What's even more infuriating is that he didn't even notice such an obvious detail. "Arrest all the people with wing tattoos on their arms and detain them temporarily!"
"Ha!" A guard immediately ordered a retreat. After a brief commotion, the royal army had captured most of the men with tattoos on their arms.
After all, this tattoo was specially done by Baroque Works to prevent its members from killing each other, and it didn't have any special meaning in itself.
People outside of Baroque Works generally don't get tattoos.
When Chaka learned that there were over a hundred people, he was filled with remorse. As the chief guard of the King's army, he had let the enemy infiltrate right under his nose without him even noticing.
While he was filled with remorse, Kohza and Vivi had already rushed up the steps and reached the gate.
"Let me see King Cobra!"
Kohza looked up and shouted.
Vivi also raised her head and called out, " Chaka, open the door! I want to see my father too!"
Ding~
I'm not trying to discourage you.
Fist and blade clashed, producing a sharp metallic clang. Mr. Daz Bones coldly stared at the Three Sword Style swordsman before him, "Since I obtained the Dice-Dice Fruit, no swordsman has been able to harm me."
"Ah, I understand."
Zoro took off the bandana from his arm and put it on his head.
"No matter how many swordsmen you've encountered before, I advise you to forget all those battles."
"The only reason you haven't lost is because you haven't encountered me!"
Zoro had a confident expression on his face.
Daz said expressionlessly, "I don't know if your knife is sharp or not, but your tongue is certainly quick."
Peng.
With a push of his foot, Daz charged towards Zoro bare-handed, his leg springing up and followed by a powerful downward kick.
Clang!
Amidst the ear-piercing clang of swords clashing, Daz's entire leg transformed into a massive, heavy blade, firmly pinning down Zoro's twin swords.
"You've got some skills, bald guy!" Zoro retorted stubbornly.
"Let's see how long you can hold out."
With a flick of his fingers, Daz transformed them into five short blades, forming tiger claws, and lunged at Zoro. " Control Slash!"
"Tsk," Zoro hurriedly dodged.
Then, sparks flew, blades clashed, and the battle between the swordsman and the swordsman officially began.
"Ugh."
"Forehead."
Sanji and R. Bon Clay, who both kicked each other in the face, were sent flying backward and crashed to the ground.
"This is really annoying,"
Sanji dusted off his pants, stood up, and stretched his limbs. "Why should I fight a transvestite like you?"
"Hmph, what utterly arrogant words."
Von Clay, dressed in a swan-like outfit, also got up. He could sense that the blond, curly-browed man in the black suit in front of him was about the same height as himself.
However, the gap still exists.
"I have finally mastered this Okama Kenpo through tireless training day and night. There is no way a nobody like you could break it!"
"Oh, then go ahead and try. I'll kick your hands off."
Sanji lifted his foot. He hated these androgynous creatures the most. Why would a perfectly good man choose to be a woman? Did they even have breasts? Did they have any looks?
If someone is so ugly it makes you want to vomit, then they shouldn't call themselves a young girl.
There is no such thing as a young girl with the face of an old man.
Amidst the clanging and banging, came the sounds of fists and feet clashing.
Achoo!
As a dog with a mix of guns and cannons sneezed, a round baseball whistled out of its mouth.
Chopper, transformed into his reindeer form, nimbly dodged the cannonball, glancing back at the same time.
The baseball did miss, but it didn't matter, because along the baseball's trajectory, the tall and strong Mr. 4 suddenly swung his 4-ton bat, instantly changing the baseball's trajectory and sending it flying back towards Chopper at supersonic speed.
Boom!!
The baseball exploded with a deafening roar, like a powerful cannonball.
brush--
Chopper, with all four hooves on the ground, burst through the smoke and leaped out of the explosion.
"Too slow, I don't want to get hurt by that kind of explosion."
"Me too..." Usopp said, but his eyes were almost rolling back in his head. What kind of rubbish was this? It was terrifying beyond belief.
Oh~~~
The chubby and honest Mr. 4 put down his baseball bat, took out his water glass, and took a sip.
Peng!
He was hit on the back of the head with a stick.
"What are you doing? Finish off the opponent! You idiot, you pig!"
The speaker was a short, impatient old woman, a stark contrast to her partner. She disliked Mr. 4's slow pace, but the two had excellent teamwork when fighting.
This old woman is a user of the Mole-Mole Fruit, which is why she kidnapped Vivi's father from the palace, causing a series of misunderstandings.
So the other side has two of them, plus an animal weapon...
Can we win?
"Of course! "Chopper said firmly. He had Usopp, who could wield a five-ton hammer, by his side!
Usopp wiped away the smoke from the explosion, pondering how to take down the two people opposite him.
"Aaaaaaah, help me~~~"
"Stop right there, you bastard!!"
If the other battlefields can be considered to have a normal art style, then Nami's side is a completely different art style.
As is customary, the one shouting and running away in tears in front is definitely Nami, and behind her is Miss Doublefinger, who is chasing after her in a fit of rage.
Her real name is Zala. She is a thorn person who ate the Spike-Spike Fruit. Her whole body can transform into sharp spikes, making her an absolute master of close combat.
The problem is that after witnessing the power of the other party to break a boulder with their fingers, Nami made up her mind not to have any close contact with them.
Zala was so angry her head felt like it was going to explode, even though she already had a head of blue afro...
"Damn it, weren't you so arrogant just now, saying you wanted that green-haired man to kill us?"
"If you've got the guts, get back here and fight!"
Zala roared in anger; the woman was running so fast, she could barely catch up.
bite!
Zoro clashed with Daz again, and was knocked back.
In his left hand he gripped the icy, Yubashiri- white, swift sword, Yuki-zuri, while in his right hand he held the ominous, black Sandai Kitetsu. In his mouth he chewed on the unassuming yet seemingly clumsy but incredibly skillful Great Sword Wado Ichimonji.
Under his Three -Three Sword Style, the three precious swords flashed with dazzling light, like a blinding bolt of lightning, subtly sealing off all of his opponent's escape routes as they moved in and out.
That steel-like hardness and pressure pressed heavily on Daz, even cutting smooth, crisscrossing sword marks into the battlefield out of thin air by this terrifying aura.
Zoro is not yet twenty years old, demonstrates his swordsmanship to the fullest extent, whether it is his killing intent, power, or technique. He has even incorporated his self-created Three Sword Style.
Clang, clang! Amidst the dense clanging of metal being struck, there was the calm Daz.
Facing Zoro's fierce offensive, he did not waver at all. His punches and kicks were simple and honed through countless trials, and he managed to withstand all of Zoro's attacks.
If Zoro's attacks are like a raging storm or a raging torrent, then Daz is like a steadfast pillar or a towering cliff.
No matter how Zoro slashed and cut, he remained motionless.
"I told you long ago, slashing attacks are useless against me."
Daz spread his hands.
Zoro frowned slightly. "To be honest, this is the first time I've felt so confident that I haven't managed to inflict any damage on my opponent."
"Of course, because you've never met me before."
Daz returned the favor verbatim.
"Tsk," Zoro didn't waste any words and decided to continue the attack.