Simultaneous Transmigration: Why is it all One Piece world?

Two more veins bulged on Doflamingo's forehead.

This is blatant provocation!

A ferocious smile spread across his lips, and the next moment, a Conqueror's Haki far stronger than Nock's erupted from his body, overwhelming everything in its path.

Nock grunted and took a half step back. His mastery of Conqueror's Haki was indeed not as good as Doflamingo's.

The other Spade members also cried out in pain.

Upon seeing this, Yamato frowned and glared angrily.

She stepped forward, blocking Nock's side, and unleashed her Conqueror's Haki without reservation. Her domineering and imposing aura merged with Nock's Conqueror's Haki, like two rivers flowing into a torrent, forcefully suppressing Doflamingo's Conqueror's Haki.

Doflamingo's forehead veins bulged even more.

This is not over yet.

Ace stood there, impacted by the three Conqueror's Haki. He felt something surging in his chest, as if something had been dormant within him for too long and was finally being awakened.

Flames surged violently, unleashing his Conqueror's Haki!

Thus, the Conqueror's Haki that combined the powers of Nocturne, Yamato, and Ace became like an invisible, moving wall, directly and ruthlessly crushing towards Doflamingo.

Under the impact, Doflamingo staggered back several steps.

His expression changed drastically in an instant.

One ship, three Conqueror's Haki characters!! ? ?

When did it become so common for people to possess Conqueror's Haki?

Doflamingo, who was originally full of confidence and thought he could handle the Spade Pirates, suddenly lost his confidence.

The ordinary soldiers around them had long since given up. Wave after wave of Conqueror's Haki assaulted them, and one by one they rolled their eyes and fell down like felled wheat. The crowd that had been so dense just minutes before was now lying all over the ground.

The cadres weren't in much better shape. Torrepol was pale, Guradius clenched his fists with sweat beading on his forehead, and even Pica's stone head was shaking uncontrollably.

Jack's face was also grim, but his grimness wasn't due to Conqueror's Haki. Conqueror's Haki did have some effect on him, but only to a limited extent; his grievances stemmed primarily from anger.

What do they all take him for?!

He strode forward.

"That's enough!"

"Young Master Yamato, come home with me!"

Yamato frowned and moved closer to Knok.

"I'm not going back. That place isn't home, and that person isn't my father!"

Jack paused for a moment.

"Then there's nothing we can do."

As he spoke, Jack drew the pair of enormous scythe-shaped weapons from their ivory sheaths. Each of the two blades was half the length of his body and looked incredibly dangerous.

With one step, his over eight-meter-tall body resembled a moving mountain, shattering the stone pavement and sending pebbles flying. He gripped his scythe tightly with both hands, the blade drawing two arcs in the air before slashing at Ace.

He's going to kill this Fire Fist kid and then tie up Master Yamato and take him back!

Faced with such an attack, Ace simply smiled, his right hand stroking his cowboy hat, looking relaxed and carefree.

Jack became even more enraged, but just as his scythe was about to strike Ace...

when!

Yamato stepped forward, raising her spiked club and wrapping it with Armament Haki, forcefully taking the blow.

A deafening crash of metal colliding rang out, sending sparks flying.

"Your opponent is me!"

After deflecting the blow, she swung her staff backhand, aiming for Jack's side with a whistling sound. Jack parried with his sword, his body swaying as he took a half-step back.

"Hmph." He snorted coldly and pounced on it again.

The two fought fiercely, the sound of their spiked clubs clashing against their sickles as dense as the clanging of iron. Each strike carried the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, the ground beneath their feet constantly cracking, and the surrounding buildings were shaken by the aftershocks, leaving spiderweb-like cracks.

Ace didn't look in that direction; his gaze remained fixed on Doflamingo.

General against general, king against king!

Flames danced on his fist, the temperature rising so high that the surrounding air was distorted by the heat.

"Scumbag, it's your turn."

He took a step forward, his figure like an arrow, heading straight for the highest position.

But along the way, the giant stone's right arm rose from the ground out of thin air, like a wall blocking Ace's way, its five fingers spread out, trying to grasp him in its palm.

Ace didn't even look, but the next moment, a sharp flying slash came from the side and accurately struck the stone arm. The blade flashed, and the stone arm was severed at the root, crashing to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Noc sheathed his sword and passed by Ace.

"Thanks." Ace smiled.

"You're welcome."

Ace said no more. Flames condensed and compressed on his right fist, so hot that the surrounding air seemed to be burning. He rushed in front of Doflamingo and threw a punch.

"Fire Fist!"

The enormous flaming fist, like a miniature sun, slammed towards Doflamingo with devastating force.

"Don't be so arrogant, kid!"

"Five-colored threads!"

Doflamingo roared, and five sharp threads shot out from his fingertips like five invisible blades, cutting head-on into the fiery fist. The flames were sliced ​​into pieces by the threads, exploding between the two and turning into a sky full of sparks.

Ace emerged from Mars and delivered another punch.

Doflamingo dodged to the side, flicked his finger, and the threads spread out like a spider web, blocking all of Ace's escape routes.

"Kid, you think you can beat me with brute force?"

Ace did not answer; flames erupted from his body, burning the threads to ashes.

"Then let's give it a try."

The two were locked in combat, flames and threads intertwined, each move carrying a deadly intent.

Nock withdrew his gaze and turned back to the main battlefield.

The Don Quixote family's officers had already dispersed, each locking onto their targets. Torrepol stood at the very front of the group, his sticky body leaving a slippery trail on the ground, snot dripping from his nose with a slurping sound.

Diamanti gripped his longsword, its tip pointing towards the ground, a hint of disdain on his lips. Gladius, hands in his pockets, watched all this with an expressionless face.

Further back, Señor, Rao G, Mahabez, and others also took their positions, watching intently.

The members of the Spade Pirates faced these executives with stern expressions.

Clearly, even though most of the troops had been stunned by Conqueror's Haki, the difference in strength between the two sides was still obvious, even just looking at the officers...

However, the Spade members were not cowards either. From the moment they boarded the ship, they were already prepared to give up their lives!

"Will they win?" someone asked quietly.

Nock did not answer.

He drew the second-generation Kitetsu, its blade gleaming with a dark purple light in the sunlight.

Since it was your own decision to formulate the battle plan, you have to be responsible for it to the end.

We can't let anything happen to them!

His gaze swept over the cadres and quickly locked onto a target.