Chapter 341: The Sea on the Verge of a Rampage!
The gale was like a blade, whipping up sky-filling grit. Heavy dark clouds pressed down, looking as if the entire firmament was being torn asunder.
The earth trembled incessantly under the collision of Haki, cracks spreading like a spider's web.
Roy stood within the ranks of the Twenty Kingdom Alliance, his heartbeat skipping a beat from the sheer scale of the scene before him.
"Is this... is this really Joy Boy?!"
At the far end of the battlefield, Zunesha stood like a pillar supporting the heavens, towering between the sky and the earth.
And at its feet—stood a giant dozens of meters tall!
He wore a simple, humble straw hat, and his bare upper body was covered in a crisscrossing web of battle scars.
That face carried a smile, yet there wasn't a trace of flippancy; instead, it felt like the most natural force of heaven and earth was breathing.
When he grinned and laughed, his teeth flashed white in the sunlight—in that moment, it was as if the entire world had been lit up.
"BOOM!!!"
Haki surged!
Black-red lightning erupted like a tsunami, shooting straight into the nine heavens!
In an instant, the air was compressed into a vacuum. The ground crumbled, and mountain peaks collapsed explosively.
Several top-tier Mythical Zoan users within the Twenty Kingdom camp were actually shaken back into their human forms in an instant!
Nerona Imu's expression changed drastically. He staggered back several steps, an unprecedented horror surfacing in his eyes:
"How is this possible... to do this with Haki alone?!"
Roy felt a roaring in his ears, his blood churning within his body, and cold sweat seeping from his forehead.
"Goddammit... this isn't a Pirate King. This is a walking, humanoid nuclear weapon!!"
Behind Joy Boy stood a literal dream team of a legion—
Ancient Minks, the Lunarian tribe, the Mermaid Princess (Poseidon), the giant robot Emeth, the people of Wano...
Such a lineup was enough to make anyone's heart go cold with fear.
Beside Roy, Nefertari Lili's face was deathly pale. She could feel that the warriors of the Twenty Kingdoms, even the most valiant among them, were currently being crushed by that oppressive pressure until their hearts and gall split.
Suddenly!
Joy Boy's laughter came to an abrupt halt.
His gaze pierced through the layers of war fire, landing straight on Roy!
In that instant, Roy's breath hitched.
His soul felt as if it were nailed into the void, a chill running down his spine.
Joy Boy tilted his head slightly, his voice echoing through heaven and earth like a massive bell:
"Who are you?"
Behind that laughter, however, lay a trace of faint curiosity.
Because he could clearly perceive it—this black-haired man did not harmonize with this world.
Heaven and earth themselves were rejecting him!
Roy's throat bobbed, but he didn't answer.
He merely clenched his fists slowly, the darkness in his palms flowing soundlessly, as if wanting to swallow the light.
His gaze swept over the dream legion behind Joy Boy, then over the already shaken Twenty Kingdom Alliance beside him.
"Shit... I better not die here..."
The Florian Triangle · Thriller Bark
Inside the dark, damp dungeon, iron chains clanked and rattled.
"BANG!"
The Effort Pirates were dragged into a cell like trash by zombie soldiers and ruthlessly tossed onto the cold stone floor.
The pint-sized captain with glasses fell until he was bruised and swollen. Gritting his teeth to climb up, his legs couldn't stop trembling:
"Dammit... why is the gap so huge?! We obviously put in so much effort!!"
"Captain..."
The man with the pompadour in the floral shirt lay paralyzed on the ground, his eyes vacant, his voice laced with despair: "That Warlord... isn't human at all..."
The burly crewman struggled to stand, only to be immediately stepped on by a zombie.
Nearby, the two bizarre female crew members were crying like pear blossoms in the rain, sobbing out:
"Yo-ho... we lost so badly... effort is truly useless..."
The iron door slammed shut with a clang, plunging the dungeon into a deathly silence, leaving only their battered figures and heavy breathing.
Meanwhile, in the castle's main hall.
Under the light of massive candelabras, Moria sat lazily sprawled on his throne. Looking at his pitch-black, sharp claws, his brow was slightly furrowed.
He murmured lowly: "Strange... since when... did I become this strong?"
Recalling the battle just now, those guys calling themselves the "Effort Pirates" couldn't even take a single strike from him before being completely crushed by his shadow binding techniques.
Moria's heart trembled slightly: "Is it that the pirates nowadays have grown weak? Or... have I really become strong to this extent?!"
Absalom immediately came forward, his lion mane bristling slightly, his eyes shining:
"As expected of Master Moria! How can the prestige of a Warlord be shaken by such small fry?!"
Dr. Hogback pushed up his glasses, his tone extremely fawning: "That's right! Master's Shadow-Shadow Fruit has reached its pinnacle. If we add the power of Oars... even a Marine Admiral would have to think twice!"
Moria's expression instantly smoothed out, and he laughed uninhibitedly, the sound making the hall boom: "Hee-hee-hee-hee!! That's right!! I am the man who's going to become the Pirate King!!!"
To the side, Perona, floating in mid-air and clutching her parasol, let out a lazy yawn:
"This is utterly boring... I thought there'd be some fun~"
"By the way, don't use such weak shadows for Oars~ it'll lower his grade."
Moria waved a hand: "I know! Keep them locked up! I'll consider how to dispose of them when I'm bored one of these days!"
However, Moria and the others failed to notice—
In the deepest shadows of the castle, three figures stood quietly, silently watching everything.
One of them spoke in a low voice, his tone full of disappointment and confusion: "Is this... truly the 'hope' we've waited hundreds of years for?"
Another shook his head slightly, his gaze complex: "Something's not right... they couldn't even block a single move from Moria, the weakest of the Shichibukai."
"Could it be... we've got the wrong people?"
The leader didn't speak. He merely remained silent, his gaze piercing through the heavy shadows, staring for a long time at the "Effort Pirates" tossed into the dungeon.
Sabaody Archipelago · Restaurant in GR 21
The streets of Sabaody were still teeming with people, and the vendors under the tree roots were shouting their wares.
However, inside a certain restaurant in GR 21, the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.
The dining table was piled high with plates, and a fierce-looking man with red hair was shouting: "Waiter! Twenty more servings of meat!!!"
It was none other than the top-ranked Pirate Supernova—Eustass Kid!
He was feasting with his crew, a violent aura radiating from his entire body.
Ever since he set sail, anyone who mocked his dreams or appearance, regardless of identity, had been slaughtered along the route.
Because of this, his bounty was far higher than the other Supernovas.
However, at the next table, a bizarre and ear-piercing "Doon-bee-bee—Doon-bee-bee—" sound rang out.
It was the Supernova "Roar of the Sea"—Scratchmen Apoo!
This guy was chewing meat while using his arms as piano keys, his mouth emitting strange soundwaves, his gaze full of provocation.
"Yo~ isn't this 'Massacre Man' Kid? Arrogant as a stray dog, eating like you're fighting a war."
"You bastard, who are you calling a dog?!"
Kid slammed the table and stood up, the chair shattering on the spot. The cutlery and silverware in the restaurant suddenly vibrated with a hum and flew toward him!
"BEE-DOON-DOON—!!!"
Apoo also stood up, his arms transforming into a giant drum and piano keys. Soundwaves surged, causing the restaurant's windows to explode with a boom!
The atmosphere instantly detonated!
The two Supernovas were fuming with rage, leading their respective crews as they charged out of the restaurant and confronted each other on the street.
"I'm going to tear apart your shitty speakers today!!!"
"Bring it on, Kid! I want to see if your scrap metal is faster, or my soundwaves!"
Two streams of killing intent collided head-on in the street. The onlookers scattered in terror, and the entirety of GR 21 fell into chaos!
Just at this moment—
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
A lazy, flippant voice drifted over, carrying a faint scent of flames.
"So this is the so-called 'Supernovas'?"
"Tsk... no matter how I look at it, you guys look just like street punks."
The voice wasn't loud, yet it was like a bucket of cold water poured over their rage.
Kid and Apoo's movements both froze simultaneously, their anger growing even stronger!
"Who's there?!"
"Who dares to call me a punk?!"
They turned their heads in unison, only to see the crowd on the street being pushed back by a weak flame.
Wreathed in fire, a man with his coat open, revealing his well-defined chest and abs, walked over slowly.
That white Marine coat had the two characters for "Justice" written strikingly on the back!
Flames crackled and burned on his fists, his gaze as sharp as a falcon's.
It was none other than—Marine Rear Admiral · "Fire Fist" Ace!!!
The street instantly fell deathly silent, with only the sound of jumping flames popping in the air.
Ace half-squinted his eyes, a cold sneer on his face: "Hoh... Pirate Supernovas?"
"In my eyes, you're nothing more than a bunch of low-level pirates."
The firelight erupted with a boom, and the oppressive pressure swept across the scene like a tidal wave of flames!
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