One Piece: The World King Who Emerged from the White Town

In an instant, an indescribable surge of violent power rushed into his body.

Akhend suddenly felt his hand loosen, and he had actually taken the other person's weapon away.

But the next moment, a strong feeling of suffocation caused his face to flush.

Abel originally intended to use the magic scythe to cut off the other person's head, but when the power erupted, he immediately abandoned that 'sissy' idea.

So he abandoned the magic scythe and used his arms to lock the other person's neck tightly from behind.

He was prepared to deal with the other party in a real man's way!

Faced with this immense force, Akhend began to struggle desperately.

Although his strength was not weak, it was no match for the enemy behind him.

Abel's physique, honed through multiple evolutions, combined with the threefold power boost from his White Walker form and the fivefold power boost from his Beast form!

Furthermore, it's enhanced by Armament Haki!

Even those with Zoan-type Devil Fruit abilities would find it difficult to withstand. (Except for some Mythical Zoan and Ancient Zoan types.)

And this isn't even his limit!

Don't forget, he hasn't even activated his markings yet.

There was also no significant bonus from activating the talent [Spirit of the Warrior] when entering a critically injured state.

Otherwise, Akhend probably wouldn't even have had a chance to resist!

"Oh no! Commander Akhend is in danger!"

"Attack! A coordinated attack!"

"Aim and fire!"

"Charge! Kill them all!"

……

The other sailors on deck became anxious when they saw that Commander Akhend's struggles were getting weaker and weaker after he was being strangled.

A large number of gun barrels were pointed directly at Abel and began to fire fiercely.

At this point, there's no time to worry about accidentally injuring Commander Akhend; saving lives is the priority.

Otherwise, once Commander Akhend is defeated, these naval soldiers will be even less of a match for the enemy.

Chapter 291 Solo Kill of a Navy Rear Admiral!

bang bang bang...

A large number of lead bullets hit Abel.

Although his Armament Haki was not yet fully mastered, it was more than enough to defend against attacks from ordinary firearms.

So all the lead bullets that hit him were immediately deflected, leaving not even a white mark.

Seeing that the firearms were useless, many brave naval soldiers rushed up and began to hack and slash with their long swords.

Abel really wanted to use his Conqueror's Haki to wipe out these naval minions.

But with his family members present, there were certain powers he absolutely could not use.

So he simply stood there and let these naval minions attack him, while continuing to increase the force of his attacks.

Bang!Bang!

Compared to those naval minions, it was less effective than Akhend's elbow strikes as he struggled backward.

But Abel, completely ignoring the pain, didn't care at all about this level of retaliation.

Clang...

That was the sound of a longsword breaking in the hands of a naval fodder.

"No, our attacks can't break through their defenses at all!"

Finally, a naval officer cried out in despair.

At this point, Commander Akhend's counterattacks were becoming increasingly weak.

"Use the artillery! Bring the artillery out!"

"But that would also affect Commander Akhend..."

"What time is it? Let's take a gamble!"

"Alright, let's fight him!"

……

Immediately, the navy brought up several cannons and pointed them at Abel.

But just as they were about to fire the cannon, Abel made a simple gesture that made them hesitate to act.

"No way! This bastard is using Commander Akhend as a shield. If we fire the cannons, Commander Akhend will be the first to die!"

"Damn it, that's utterly despicable!"

"Go and move more cannons, bring up more to surround him!"

"Oh no, it's too late..."

Before the words were finished, a very clear sound of bones shattering was heard.

Relying solely on strength, Abel actually managed to sever Major General Akhend's throat.

Even the combined protection of Iron Body and Armament Haki couldn't withstand this violent power.

poof...

Rear Admiral Akhend's limp body slammed heavily onto the deck, striking the hearts of every sailor!

goodong...

The sound of someone nervously swallowing was so obvious at that moment.

Abel stretched his slightly sore arms, seemingly dissatisfied with having wasted so much time.

He bent down to pick up the magic scythe and said, "It's a pity there are no bounties for the Navy yet, otherwise I could have exchanged it for some money."

"Oh right, I almost forgot, there are you guys too. You had a lot of fun shooting me with your guns, didn't you? You even broke your knife, didn't you?"

"Although Captain Dover instructed us beforehand not to kill too many people, I'm still very unhappy."

"Half of the people who lay down their weapons right now can be taken prisoner and will not die."

"Or you could try to kill me, but it's hard to say how many of us would survive in that case."

As soon as Abel finished explaining the rules of the game, many sailors glanced at the people around them.

After all, not everyone is willing to die for their country.

But just then, someone suddenly shouted, "Don't believe him! If we can't protect 'Heavenly Gold,' we're all going to die anyway! And surrendering will only bring trouble to our families. Those Celestial Dragons won't let us go. We might as well fight him!"

The moment the words "Tianlongren" appeared, all the Marines were filled with fear!

That's right, becoming a prisoner doesn't guarantee survival.

Losing the 'Heavenly Gold' is the responsibility of the navy guards, and they may face a fate worse than death.

"I don't want to be captured and enslaved, I'd rather be dead!"

“That’s right. As long as we die to protect ‘Heavenly Gold,’ I believe Marshal Sengoku will not implicate our families.”

"If we don't fight, we die; if we fight, we have a chance to live. Kill!"

"Yes, kill him! We must protect the 'Heavenly Gold'!"

The naval soldiers, who had just been having other ideas, suddenly turned red-eyed and charged at Abel with reckless abandon.

Clearly, in their eyes, the Celestial Dragons were ten thousand times more terrifying than the pirates before them!

Take a gamble now; the worst that can happen is death.

But what would happen to them if the 'Heavenly Gold' were stolen and they were still alive?

The navy can't protect them, not even if Fleet Admiral Sengoku personally intervenes!

At most, they can only save those few vice admirals.

"It looks like you've made your decision."

Abel paused for a moment, then, without a trace of pity, wielded his demonic scythe and began a massacre.

That no longer counts as a battle.

It's more like these navy personnel are committing suicide!

He offered himself up to be killed.

Perhaps all they wanted was a 'heroic sacrifice' so as not to implicate their families.

It wasn't just him; the situation was the same on all the other warships.

This undoubtedly angered Doflamingo, who didn't want to waste any more time.

After quickly defeating Vice Admiral Momonga, he released a large number of parasitic threads, controlling these naval soldiers to turn their swords against their former comrades.

And so, an unprecedented purgatory began.

Many people cried as they plunged their long knives into their companions' chests, and after repeating this action several times, they basically broke down.

He even showed a look of relief when he was killed by someone else.

This also suddenly relieved Abel of the burden of continuing the mowing work until the very end.

He looked around at the situation, and everything seemed very promising.

Two rear admirals from the Navy Headquarters, one was killed by him, and the other was captured alive by Rao G and his two companions.

Of the three vice admirals, one was easily defeated by Doflamingo, another was besieged by Trebol, Sergeant, and Gladius, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated. The last one, Onigumo, was fighting Diamante to a fever pitch, and it was still too early to tell who would win.

But the scales of victory still tipped in favor of the Don Quixote family.