One Piece: Nobody has more Devil Fruits than me.

"You didn't get into a fight with Garp, did you?"

Hawkeye shut his mouth and remained silent.

Silence is denial.

"A naval hero fighting the Seven Warlords of the Sea? If you had told me there was such an exciting event, I would have definitely gone to see it."

As he spoke, Russell crouched down, gathering his strength, and assumed a hunting tiger stance. "Tiger Hunt Slash!"

As Russell said, he was the master of Beast Island, and every move he made was full of beastly energy.

"Compared to that crazy old man who only knows how to punch, you're at least half a swordsman."

When Garp was mentioned, Hawkeye's face couldn't help but show a slight change in expression.

Only that old guy could pull off a Navy attack on one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Night has fallen!

After a few moves, Hawkeye leaped up, and black sword energy condensed into a form that covered the sky.

Upon seeing this, Russell couldn't help but exclaim, "Your seemingly ordinary moves are actually quite frightening."

As everyone knows, Hawkeye never calls out his moves when he fights.

Like Garp, he treats his ultimate move like a basic attack.

The moves that can be shouted out do look quite frightening.

"A guy with a bounty of 3.5 billion on his head by the World Government is definitely not someone to mess with."

"You can say that the world government mints coins in many places, but in terms of vision, it's truly unparalleled."

As Russell mentally assessed the situation, his hands moved with lightning speed. Muramasa spun around, unleashing a dense barrage of sword energy that swept across the area like a black curtain.

boom!

The deck was broken and cut into pieces.

Russell swooped down and leaped onto the shattered deck, his demonic blade flashing a bloody trail in mid-air before swiftly rising to strike Hawkeye as he approached.

boom!

The two blades clashed in mid-air.

"Being able to become one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea really shows he's got some skills."

Russell met the sharp, eagle-like eyes before him.

"If only you could become a swordsman," Hawkeye remarked. "Your days wouldn't be so boring."

Russell couldn't help but smile.

Hawkeye was so bored that he came to wander around the East Blue and found a good prospect for him. He even became Zoro's master so that Zoro could become a swordsman qualified to challenge slashing techniques.

It is clear how lonely it is to be invincible for these powerful individuals.

Let alone Hawkeye, even Kaido, one of the Four Emperors, is always looking for death.

"You know that kind of thing is impossible."

Russell replied, and Hawkeye nodded in agreement.

"A person with this kind of ability can't possibly be just an ordinary swordsman. Your goal is to become the Pirate King, right?"

"Although I don't know what kind of Devil Fruit it is, being able to possess the power of both Zoan-type and Paramecia-type Devil Fruits, it might even have Logia-type powers?"

With a forceful pull, the two separated instantly.

"Not now, but it will be in the future."

Russell said confidently, "As for my ambition, the Pirate King? No, no, you underestimate my ambition. What I want is this world!"

To put it bluntly, the mere Pirate King is just a pirate on this vast sea, and can't possibly sound as good as the title of King of the World.

Plundering the seas clearly could not satisfy his ambitions.

If you're going to rob someone, rob the whole world!

"The King of the World?"

Hawkeye hadn't expected that he had underestimated Russell's ambition.

He recalled a name that had long since faded into the annals of world history, a man who, before he was even born, had indeed stirred up a change that nearly altered the course of history.

Black Blade deftly twirled in his hand before sheathing it. Russell raised an eyebrow at this and said, "You're not planning to fight me bare-handed, are you?"

"Let's stop fighting. Continuing will hardly yield any results, and this place is about to become my territory." Hawkeye glanced at the area in front of him.

The huge sailing ship that was just there has mostly sunk to the bottom of the sea, leaving only a few driftwood scattered on the surface.

Indeed, the ocean is far too authoritative for Devil Fruit users.

Russell watched Hawkeye leap into the air and head straight for the Snowdrift, and couldn't help but shake his head.

This feeling of being stuck in the middle is really uncomfortable.

"The ocean? One day, even you will have to submit to my feet."

Russell did not believe that the ocean was the stern father of Devil Fruit users.

When a Devil Fruit is developed to a certain extent, it can make one completely unafraid of seawater.

For example, the Frozen Fruit.

What strict father? The roles should be completely reversed.

On the deck, Ella and the others looked nervously at Hawkeye, who had suddenly boarded the ship.

"Y-you, what do you want to do?" Buggy, his hands clasped with knives, shouted nervously, "You want a final battle, you Hawkeye bastard? Our Devil Pirates aren't afraid of you!"

Hawkeye glanced at Bucky. "You know Shanks?"

The childhood friend that Russell mentioned earlier must be him.

“Huh? Of course I know that bastard Shanks. What are you trying to say? Even if you bring up that bastard, I’m not afraid of you,” Bucky yelled.

With just one sentence, Hawkeye knew that the relationship between Bucky and Shanks was definitely not shallow.

Chapter 47 Russell's Ambition

"Men, the banquet is about to begin!"

As night falls over the sea, revelry begins.

The imposters had piled up all the treasure they'd stolen over the past few days on the deck. For the pirates, this was the ultimate testosterone-fueled excitement. Their eyes gleamed as they watched, and then, under Russell's orders, they methodically divided up their share.

The biggest share naturally belongs to Captain Russell.

"Snake Mother, have a few people help me put these into my captain's cabin."

After enjoying the view for a while, Russell waved his hand dismissively.

No wonder some people like to use entrapment tactics to double-cross others!

If it weren't for the fact that it would be too humiliating for his reputation, Russell would have liked to let these imposters rob people in his name, and then he would rob them himself.

Meanwhile, Hawkeye, swirling his wine glass, said calmly, "I thought you were a man who had transcended vulgar tastes."

"You're only in it for yourself, while I'm supporting a whole bunch of people. You don't know the cost of living until you're in charge," Russell said irritably.

The pirates nearby also started shouting.

What will they do if the captain doesn't pay their wages? They'll starve.

"Hey, you also have to pay for the boat. It's quite a distance from here to the Grand Line. Considering your food, drink, and boat fare, charging you 100 million Berries isn't unreasonable, is it?"

Russell's words made Hawkeye's lips twitch, and the pirates around him dared not even breathe.

Do you still charge money?

The pirates all thought that their captain had been kidnapped by Hawkeye.

"What, are you a man who has transcended vulgar tastes, or is it that even one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea can't come up with 100 million Berries?"

Russell raised an eyebrow. "The red wine you're drinking now is quite expensive. It's a treasure from those Celestial Dragons, and it seems to cost several million Berries."

Hawkeye glanced at the bottle next to him, then smiled and nodded.

The liquor from the Celestial Dragons is worth the price.

There were so many interesting things I encountered on this trip to the East China Sea. I originally thought that meeting that little brat wearing a straw hat and the swordsman who didn't expose his back to the enemy was the biggest gain.

I didn't expect the man in front of me to be even more interesting.

They killed the Celestial Dragons, seized their ships, and plundered their wealth.

Upon hearing this, Russell shouted to the pirates, "This entire banquet was paid for by Hawkeye, didn't he say thank you?"

"Thank you, Lord Hawkeye!" the pirates shouted.

Hawkeye rubbed his eyes; clearly, Russell wasn't the kind of person he was good at dealing with.

However, the atmosphere in Shanks's bastard pirate crew was similar to this, so he adapted quite well.

“Ella, introduce the routes to our current clients and future partners.” Russell opened a bottle of champagne and took a sip.