"We can't let Roy continue this wanton slaughter!"

A furious roar came from the other side of the battlefield.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear amidst the chaos of the battlefield.

It carried an unquestionable authority, and a resolute determination to go all out.

Roy stopped and turned to look in the direction from which the sound came.

A short man was walking out of the naval formation.

His height stood out among a group of tall naval officers; he was a head shorter than everyone around him.

But the imposing aura he exuded caused even the taller officers to involuntarily make way for him.

Tea-filled pork.

Admiral candidate at the Navy Headquarters.

He was wearing a standard naval uniform with a cloak of justice draped over his shoulders.

A long sword hung at his waist, its scabbard adorned with several inconspicuous black beads.

His steps were not fast, but each step was steady. The ice beneath his feet rose slightly where he stepped, as if the earth was actively supporting his weight.

"All lieutenant generals, listen to my command! Stop fighting individually!"

The sound of tea pig echoed across the battlefield.

"Assemble around me! Surround and annihilate Roy!"

His orders gave the lieutenant generals, who were still fighting their own battles, a sense of direction.

The four figures almost simultaneously withdrew from the battlefield and moved toward Chaton at top speed.

The flying squirrel was the first to arrive.

Despite bearing multiple injuries, the lieutenant general, renowned for his speed, held his sword with unwavering steadiness.

He stood to Chaton's right, his long sword already drawn, the blade wreathed in thick Armament Haki.

Doberman followed closely behind.

Half of his face was covered in blood, and his left eye was so blood that he couldn't open it, but his remaining right eye burned with undisguised murderous intent.

He stood to the left of Cha-ton, his two swords crossed in front of him.

The Oni Spider staggered over.

He had a deep, bone-revealing knife wound on his chest, inflicted by an officer from Beehive Island; the bandage was soaked with blood.

But his eight spider arms still firmly gripped the eight long swords, their blades reflecting a cold light in the sunlight.

Dalmatian Dalmatian was the last to arrive.

His Zoan-type Devil Fruit ability had been pushed to its limit, and his entire body was covered in black and white fur.

The fingernails transformed into sharp claws, and the breath exhaled from the mouth condensed into white mist in the cold air.

Five people surrounded Roy.

Roy stood in the center of the encirclement, tilted his head, and looked at the five familiar faces in front of him.

Chaton, a Navy Admiral candidate who appears very rarely in the original work.

She was born in the same year as Momousagi Gion, but because she looked too much like a yakuza boss, she couldn't be promoted. However, her strength was definitely no weaker than that of an ordinary general.

A user of the Mythical Zoan-type Pork-Pork Fruit, Cloud-Pork Form, who is said to be able to manipulate earth and air.

Onigumo, a follower of Akainu's iron rod, is known for his brutal fighting style.

With the Eight-Sword Style swordsmanship combined with Life Return, his close combat ability is almost invincible below that of a Grand Admiral.

Doberman is also a ruthless vice admiral in Akainu's faction.

His dual-wielding swordsmanship, combined with his ferocious fighting style, earned him a fearsome reputation on the high seas.

The flying squirrel, a veteran lieutenant general of the headquarters, is a master swordsman with extensive combat experience and has distinguished himself in many major battles.

Dalmatian, a Zoan-type Devil Fruit user, possesses both speed and strength, and is loyal and brave.

Five lieutenant generals and one general candidate.

This lineup is enough to dominate anywhere.

"Oh?"

Roy's lips curled up slightly, revealing a half-smile.

"Finally, some decent opponents have arrived."

His tone was relaxed, as if he had met an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Damn pirates—stop putting on that nonchalant face!"

Onigumo was the first to lose his temper.

With all eight of his spider arms working together, he transformed into a blur as he charged toward Roy.

Eight long swords trailed eight silver-white paths in the air, slashing at Roy simultaneously from eight different angles.

This strike was something he learned from Akainu—leaving no room for retreat, leaving no way out; every strike was aimed at killing.

The full-force attack of the Eight-Sword Style sealed off all of Roy's possible escape routes.

Roy stared at the eight flashes of light without moving.

Just as the first longsword was about to strike his shoulder, his right hand moved.

Autumn waters are drawn from their sheaths.

"bite--!!!"

A crisp metallic clang rang out.

Onigumo's eight long swords were all blocked by a black sword.

The power of the eight swords combined, but the feeling of pressing down on Qiu Shui was light and airy, as if it were striking a mountain.

Onigumo gritted his teeth, desperately activating his life force, causing all the muscles in his body to swell.

But it can't be pressed down, not even a millimeter.

Roy held the knife in one hand, blocking Onigumo's eight long swords, his expression still relaxed.

"Is this all the power you have?"

Roy's voice wasn't loud, but every word reached Onigumo's ears clearly.

"That doesn't do justice to your earlier boasting."

"Vice Admiral"

The spider's pupils contracted sharply.

He tried to draw his sword and retreat, but it was too late.

Roy exerted force with his arm, and Qiu Shui swung upwards sharply.

The eight long swords of the Oni Spider were all knocked out of his hand by the shock, his tiger's mouth was torn open, and blood spurted out.

He was thrown backward by the force, leaving his front door wide open.

Roy seized the opportunity and slashed back.

The autumn waters flowed upwards in a diagonal slash.

The blade was very thin, as thin as a sheet of paper.

But when the blade flashed through the air, it even cut a tiny crack in space itself.

The Oni Spider's body froze.

A long, slanted knife wound appeared on his chest, extending from his left waist to his right shoulder.

The knife wound started as a thin red line, but then it quickly expanded, and blood gushed out of the wound.

The sound of his sternum cracking echoed, and his body slumped down as if all the strength had been drained away.

His tall body crashed onto the ice, and blood quickly pooled beneath him.

one strike.

Just one strike.

Onigumo, who was considered a top fighter even at Marine Headquarters, was defeated by Roy with a single strike.

A brief silence fell over the encirclement.

Doberman clenched his fists around the two swords.

He heard with his own ears that the Ghost Spider's breathing was rapidly weakening, from heavy panting to faint groans, and from faint groans to barely audible breaths.

"Don't be careless!"

Chaton's voice broke the silence.

His tone was more serious than before, and he emphasized each word.

"This is the Heavenly Emperor! Let's all attack together!"

"I'll take the lead!"

Chaton crossed his hands in front of him, activating the Mythical Zoan type Ton-Ton Fruit - Cloud Ton Form.

The surrounding air began to flow around him, and the ice beneath his feet began to bulge and deform.

Earth elements surged up from beneath the ice under his control, forming a thick layer of rock armor on his body.

The armor was grayish-white with faint cloud patterns flowing across its surface. It looked light but actually had an astonishing defensive capability.

More importantly, a semi-transparent layer of airflow surrounds the armor.

That's the ability of the Cloud-Pig Fruit to manipulate the air—

It can be used to speed up a surprise attack or to buffer enemy attacks.

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