Simultaneous Transmigration: Why is it all One Piece world?

Red Earth Continent, with its vertical cliffs.

Tiger gritted his teeth and slammed his hand into a crevice in the rock. His palm was already raw, and rainwater flowed down his arm, diluting the bloodstains only to be quickly covered by new blood.

He had been climbing for three days and three nights.

Working tirelessly, without sleep or rest.

But he didn't stop.

Because with every step you take upward, you get one step closer to those who are suffering!

With each step upward, you get one step closer to liberating that hell!

Even if it takes another three days and three nights to climb, he will still persevere!

Suddenly, a cloud of mist drifted to his side.

"Come on, Tiger! You're almost there!"

Nock's voice came from within the clouds.

Tiger paused for a moment, watching as the cloud slowly condensed into a human shape, floating in the air.

"You little brat, you actually ate a Devil Fruit?"

Nock chuckled.

"That's not important. What's important is that you're about to succeed! You're about 300 meters from the summit?"

300 meters!

Tiger looked up at the sky, and his tired eyes were instantly filled with hope.

Yes, only 300 meters left!

At this moment, nothing else matters!

"I'm almost there! My friends! My enslaved friends!"

Boom...

A thunderclap ripped through the sky, as if in response to Tiger's shout.

The rain intensified!

Nock felt the raindrops hitting his body, and a strange feeling welled up inside him.

He was just here to cause trouble, so why was he affected?

But it's not bad, is it?

"Then I'll go ahead."

Before he could finish speaking, Nock's body disintegrated again, merging into the torrential rain.

"Hey kid, come back here! Didn't we agree to follow my orders?! Don't act on your own!"

A storm is approaching, and Nock says he can't hear anything!

At this moment.

The wind is his wings.

Rain is his body.

It is everywhere, yet nowhere to be found.

We braved the torrential rain, the fierce winds, and the lightning that tore through the sky, and finally arrived at that place.

Mary Geoise.

...

The sentries were lax.

Indeed, who would have thought that someone would climb up this sheer cliff? Who would have thought that someone would dare to come to the Holy Land of Mary Geoise to seek death?

Nok, transformed into a cloud, drifted over the city walls and past the watchtowers. A sentry was yawning, rain streaming down his neck from his hat brim. He cursed and turned to find shelter from the rain.

He had just taken a step when a cloud of mist surged in front of him.

He froze for a moment.

There seemed to be something in the fog.

Then he knew nothing more.

The water vapor rushed into his mouth and nose, swallowing all his sobs, and he collapsed helplessly to the ground.

Nock revealed himself and gently leaned the limp body against the wall, making it look like he was dozing off.

carry on.

next.

He transformed into mist and drifted towards the next watchtower.

The sound of rain drowned out everything.

Ten minutes later, all the sentries on the road from the main gate to the slave cell were dozing off.

At this time.

One hand finally reached the edge of the red soil.

Nock turned his head.

In the rain, a figure leaped over the city wall and landed heavily on the battlements.

Tiger, we've finally arrived.

He was panting heavily, his gaze sweeping over the sentries before finally settling on Nock.

"You did a good job, kid!"

Nock grinned.

"Boss Tiger, welcome back to hell."

Tiger didn't laugh.

He turned his head and looked at the brightly lit buildings in the distance.

"The key, find the key first. Those slaves all have explosive collars around their necks. Without the key, rescuing them will only lead to their deaths."

Nock nodded.

"clear."

He turned back into mist, but then paused for a moment.

"And you?"

Tiger clenched his fist.

"I went to find those compatriots and told them to prepare."

As soon as he finished speaking, he strode forward toward the place that imprisoned hell.

The rain is getting heavier.

Nock watched his figure disappear into the rain, then turned and drifted in another direction.

...

Residential area.

Sounds and sounds of dogs and horses, wine pools and meat forests.

Nok, transformed into a cloud, drifted past the enormous archway, and the sight before him instantly made him frown.

This is not a celebration.

This is hell.

The enormous banquet hall was filled with twisted laughter and screams, a cacophony that seemed to come from hell.

The Celestial Dragons, wearing bubble covers, sat high above in their seats, looking down at the humans, fish-men, and mermaids who were treated as playthings.

Someone is crying out.

Someone is begging for mercy.

Some people give up everything in despair.

The Celestial Dragons simply laughed, drank, watched, and even joined in themselves.

Nok had met the nobles of Wano Country. Those guys oppressed the people and were insatiably greedy, but at least they were still human.

These are not what you see in front of you.

They are monsters.

They are devils in human skin.

He remembered a place he had heard about in his previous life.

Little St. James Island, also known as...Loli Island.

The things those well-dressed dignitaries and sanctimonious big shots did on that island are so similar to what's happening right now.

However, at least those powerful and wealthy people know how to cover things up.

These Celestial Dragons didn't even bother to hide it.

They took it for granted.

Nock took a deep breath.

Then he smiled.

There was no warmth in that smile.

Only a razor-sharp chill.

The mist he transformed into slowly dissipated, silently permeating the entire banquet hall.

Nobody noticed.

No one would care about a cloud of fog.

After all, it was pouring rain outside.

This is the Holy Land of Mary Geoise, the safest place in the world.

Who would have thought that danger was approaching?

Nock closed his eyes, sensing every breath within the mist.

The true power of the Cloud-Cloud Fruit is not just turning into mist.

It is to control everything in the fog.

Including oxygen.

He began to withdraw.

Little by little, silently.

First, it was those on the very edge, those who were grinning as they approached their "prey." They suddenly stopped, touched their throats, and then collapsed to the ground.

Those around them assumed they were drunk.

Then, more people fell.

It fell silently.

Finally, someone realized what was happening and wanted to scream.

But the screaming sound got stuck in his throat, turning into a weak whimper.

He collapsed as well.

The Celestial Dragons remained seated high above, completely unaware of what was happening below. Only when the oxygen inside the bubble envelope became increasingly scarce did they realize with horror that they were suffocating.

They struggled.

But it was all too late.

Nock stood at the doorway, watching the monsters fall one by one onto his seat, like ugly sculptures.

His eyes were eerily calm.

Five minutes later.

The entire banquet hall fell into a deathly silence.

Nock walked up to a bloated Celestial Dragon who was slumped in a chair, foaming at the mouth and with his eyes rolled back. He was holding a bunch of keys in his hand, which gleamed in the light.

Nock bent down and took off the bunch of keys.