I Want to Speak Directly to the Lord

Ochoku's smile gradually disappeared, his eyes filled with malice.

"Haven't made a move in years, you've all forgotten whose territory this is? I'm just getting old, I don't like to fight casually anymore, not that I can't wield a knife, you brats!"

Enraged, Ochoku attacked.

As a former member of the Rocks Pirates, his bounty has remained unchanged for many years.

1.847 billion Beli!

"The Drunken Master Furnace Fire!"

His cheeks swelled up like balls, and he suddenly vomited out the alcohol stored in his body.

The liquor dispenser was instantly ignited, turning into a raging inferno that swept towards the pirates.

"Ahhh! It's so hot, so hot! Damn it! Ochoku, you damned bastard! I'll never forgive you!"

The first group of pirates to board the ship were engulfed in flames, and the entire pirate ship was ablaze.

The quick-thinking pirate immediately jumped off the ship and landed in the sea.

However, the seawater could not extinguish the flames on its body, and the sea surface also caught fire.

"Idiot! How can the Pope's Sake-Sake Fruit be so easily extinguished?"

Behind Ochoku, a group of his underlings sneered.

"Hehehe, I love drinking, you don't think I'm just an alcoholic, do you? All the alcohol I drink turns into energy stored in my body."

Ochoku chuckled twice, then breathed out flames.

Upon seeing this, the expressions of the other pirate crews changed drastically.

For many years, no one had seen Ochoku make a move, and these people didn't even know that Ochoku was a person with special abilities.

"Fight him! Hey everyone, charge in and kill him first!"

There was no way to escape; a pirate captain gave an order, which immediately garnered a large response.

More than a dozen pirate crews, numbering in the hundreds, charged towards Ochoku.

Someone dodged the flames with a single sword strike and took the lead; it was clearly a swordsman of exceptional skill.

He quickly closed in on Ochoku and slashed at Ochoku's neck with his sword.

However, a bizarre scene unfolded.

When Ochoku's fleshy neck was struck by the blade, instead of tearing open, it dented inwards.

The sharp blade could not pierce Ochoku's skin.

"What?" The swordsman was stunned for a moment.

Ochoku sneered, spread his five fingers, and grabbed the man's face.

"Useless! Is my Armament Haki just for show? With your strength, you can't even break through the Armament Haki I maintain daily!"

As he spoke, the swordsman was shoved hard into the ground, his head hitting the ground and he lost consciousness on the spot.

"How can Armament Haki be so soft?" someone asked incredulously.

"Who told you that Armament Haki only has one use: hardening?"

Having dealt with a swordsman, Ochoku spread his hands, bubbles constantly rising from his palms, and sneered as he looked at the crowd charging towards him.

"Floating Sake Bubbles!"

Countless bubbles flew rapidly toward the group of pirates.

The first few people to rush forward were the first to touch the bubbles, and the bubbles suddenly burst the moment they touched their bodies.

Is there no danger?

Some people thought they had a stroke of luck, but the next moment, the bursting bubble suddenly expanded and trapped them inside.

One by one, the pirates trapped in the bubbles floated into the sky, as if someone were releasing balloons.

"Watch out, don't get hit by those bubbles!" a captain shouted a warning.

He swung his sword, attempting to cut through the cluster of bubbles in front of him.

The bursting bubble split in two, multiplying in number, and he was quickly enveloped by Hundred Plans of bubbles.

Countless bubbles squeezed against each other, eventually forming a giant bubble that trapped him inside.

The same scene keeps happening.

Hundreds of pirates were almost instantly suppressed, with only a dozen or so managing to escape the indiscriminate attack thanks to their own strength.

"Run! This guy's abilities have reached the Awakening stage!"

The pirates, who had narrowly escaped, were delusional about fleeing.

Ochoku curled his lip in disdain, and then spat out:

"Sake Stream Arrows."

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

Arrows formed from the wine shot out and struck the dozen or so fleeing men in the blink of an eye.

The pirate who was hit did not feel any pain; instead, a strong aroma of sake wafted over.

"Oh no, don't inhale it..."

Some people realized what was happening, but it was too late.

After inhaling the volatile alcohol vapors, the person immediately became intoxicated, staggering and spinning in place.

In the end, out of more than a dozen pirate crews and hundreds of pirates, only a handful managed to escape from the port.

"My Lord, shall we pursue them?"

"No need, you can search their ships. They might have Devil Fruits."

Ochoku had no interest in the escaped people; his only goal was the Devil Fruit.

Hachinosu, Paradise for pirates, boasts a massive black market, making it an ideal place to sell stolen goods.

The pirates who come here are partly to escape the pursuit of the Navy or the Four Emperors, and partly to sell their stolen goods.

Ochoku didn't believe there weren't Devil Fruits on the island!

There definitely is!

We'll dig three feet into the ground to find him!

Elegia.

Dimon looked away.

"The Sake-Sake Fruit... I remember that this fruit was eaten by one of Blackbeard's captains."

In the original storyline, this captain came from Impel Down and was rescued from Level 6 by Blackbeard.

It now appears that the other party acquired the Sake-Sake Fruit after being released from prison, rather than being a Devil Fruit user from the beginning.

"I see. After defeating Ochoku, Blackbeard not only occupied Hachinosu, but also took Ochoku's Devil Fruit."

However, judging from the way he uses his abilities, Ochoku has already reached the Awakening stage in his development of the Sake-Sake Fruit, making him much stronger than Blackbeard's later subordinates.

No wonder they're remnants of Rocks.

Dimon smiled, now looking forward to seeing if Ochoku could find the Devil Fruit on Hachinosu.

Chapter 220 I Want to Speak Directly with the Lord

The chaos on Hachinosu continues.

Ochoku sat on a pile of junk boxes by the port, drinking as he waited for the results.

Loud noises could be heard from afar, and battles were breaking out everywhere. At this point, order on the island had completely spiraled out of control.

As Ochoku's territory, which he had painstakingly cultivated for many years, was turned into a complete mess, his face grew increasingly dark.

Unfortunately, he couldn't afford to offend any of these Four Emperors.

If he were young, he might have dared to say no, but now that he's older and his fighting strength has already begun to decline, he's reached an age where he values his life and is even less willing to have a direct conflict with the Four Emperors.

Recalling the scene when he saw the Whitebeard in the banquet hall, Ochoku was shocked to find that the man had become so young.

"The Longevity Wine... the Longevity Wine... we must have it!"

Ochoku's eyes were cold; no matter the cost, he was determined to obtain the Devil Fruit.

Soon, one of his subordinates came up to him.

"Your Holiness, we didn't find it, but we did find a lot of gold and silver jewelry on those pirate ships, worth billions of Beli."

"Waste!"

Ochoku crushed the wine bottle, his mood worsening.

I never realized this before; were Devil Fruit this rare?

More than a dozen pirate crews, yet not a single Devil Fruit could be found.

"Leave some men to blockade the port, the rest of you search! Search the entire island! Taverns, brothels, black markets—turn the whole island upside down and find them!"

"Yes."

On the other side.

A tavern near the Skull Hotel.

To watch the spectacle, the Whitebeard Pirates had already climbed onto the rooftops.

"To be honest, the members of the Red Hair Pirates are all very strong. Pay special attention to that vice-captain; he single-handedly stopped Big Mom."

"Flower Sword" Vista elegantly held a glass of red wine, when he suddenly noticed what was happening below.

"Teach, where are you going? Are you itching to fight? Pops's orders are to stay put."

Marshall D. Teach was walking into a small alley when he heard this. He looked up, scratched his head, and laughed:

"Captain Vista, I'm worried someone might take advantage of the chaos to board our ship. I'm going to check the situation at the port."

"The port? I think I just saw the Founder Ochoku, leading a group of people there."

Jozu nodded and said approvingly, "The island is in chaos right now, and some people might try to take advantage of the situation. I'll go with you."

"Ah? No need, Captain Jozu. I can handle it all by myself. Don't worry, I will absolutely not let anyone climb onto the Moby Dick!"

Teach gave a sheepish smile and made some assurances.

Fourth Division Captain Thatch smiled and said, "Then I'll leave it to you, Teach."

Please give it all to me!

Having dealt with the captains, Teach quickly entered the alley and headed towards the port.

He bypassed the chaotic square, left through hidden alleyways between houses, and only after getting far away from the tavern and confirming that no one was watching him did Marshall D. Teach suddenly change direction.

Not long after.

A courtyard.

Pushing open the old iron gate, Teach stepped inside and was greeted by a sickly, thin horse.

On the thin horse, a man who looked as if he had come from a winter island was wearing thick clothes and lay on the horse's back. Both he and the thin horse looked like they were terminally ill.

"Oh, Captain Teach, you've arrived?" The man smiled weakly and pulled out a red apple.

"Want some?"

No, thank you.

Teach's gaze shifted to the wall of the courtyard, where a sniper sat, aiming his sniper rifle at something from a distance.

"What are you aiming at?! Van Augur!" Teach exclaimed in astonishment.