Simultaneous Transmigration: Why is it all One Piece world?

Ace was the first to step forward, flames dancing on his fist, illuminating his half-smiling face. Yamato followed behind, his spiked club slung over his shoulder, eager to try.

other people?

There's no need for anyone else; the two of them are enough to deal with these low-level pirates who are consumed by greed.

The clamor of the crowd seemed to be choked, suddenly shrinking in size, but no one retreated.

Nok and his group were the last to come out, standing on the steps and looking down at the long, dark street.

He didn't even touch the hilt of his knife; he just looked at those people. Wherever his gaze fell, it was as if an invisible wave was pushing forward. The people in the front row involuntarily took half a step back, and those in the back row took another half step back.

"Ace," Nock said.

"Hmm." Ace turned his head to the side.

Nock gestured towards the group. "Consider this the beginning of your training. Once you've mastered it, then you can go and cause trouble for the Four Emperors."

Ace's eyes lit up, flames shooting from his fists up his arms. "That's exactly what I wanted!"

Yamato took the spiked club off his shoulder, twirled it in his hand, and the club gleamed coldly.

Big Bear carried Bonnie back inside the door and gently closed it, leaving only a crack.

Bonnie still peeked half her head out from the crack in the door, her big eyes blinking as she looked at the dense crowd outside. Big Bear gently placed his large hand on her head, blocking her view, but she could still see a little.

The pirates on the street looked at each other, the atmosphere tense like a string stretched to its limit.

Then, the string broke.

Ace's flames burned through the night.

He launched himself off the steps, crashing into the densest part of the crowd. His fiery fists lashed out left and right, blasting away screams and scattering figures. Yamato followed closely behind, his spiked club sweeping across, the people in the front falling like harvested wheat. Those behind tried to retreat, but their escape routes were blocked by even more of their own men.

Within minutes, a large number of people had collapsed on the street.

Nock stood on the steps and glanced at them, confirming that this rabble posed no threat to Ace and his group. He then looked away, having no intention of making a move.

...

News of Nok's rampage on Punk Hazard, his escape from two generals, and even his car crashing into the Five Elders spread like wildfire and quickly reached the world. It was at this moment that Nok sensed the call of a mysterious space; finally, new people had arrived.

Flame cloud carried his body, and Nok's consciousness began to descend.

A mysterious space.

When swordsman Nock entered, he was surprised to find that everyone else had already arrived, including the two newcomers!

But the two newcomers this time are quite different from others.

His gaze first fell on the tall figure.

Nock stood in the center of the space, like a mountain, estimated to be at least twenty meters tall, with a bare upper body and bulging muscles, each one looking as if it had been forged by a hammer a million times.

Her long golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she wore rough animal hide armor.

This newcomer is clearly Nok from the Elbaf Giants!

Before the swordsman Nock could take a closer look, his gaze was drawn to another direction.

The other Nocs surrounded a figure, their eyes darting around, their expressions complex.

The figure, surrounded in the middle, smiled sheepishly. He was about 1.9 meters tall, not short, but among the Nok who were generally three meters tall, he could only be considered disabled.

Swordsman Nock raised an eyebrow.

Navy Nock leaned closer and patted him on the shoulder. Memories flooded back like a burst dam, and swordsman Nock's pupils contracted slightly.

First, there's the memory sharing of the giant Nok, which is quite simple.

Born in Elbaf, even though this Nok has lived for sixty years, he doesn't have any particularly noteworthy experiences. Every day, he just trains hard, honing his physique and strength to the extreme.

This made his physique outstanding among giants of his age, with every inch of his muscle like fine steel that had been repeatedly forged by an iron hammer.

He just turned sixty this year, has just come of age, and already has plans to go to sea.

Hmm... the plan is simple: kill the nun, take Lingling with you, and go on an adventure at sea.

Before Swordsman Nock could fully process this memory, the next wave of impact had already arrived.

That was the power that the giant Nok shared with everyone.

He could feel his arms trembling, not from fear, but from the muscles spontaneously expanding, contracting, and reshaping, as if countless invisible snakes were crawling under his skin.

The swordsman looked down at his hands. His fingers had become thicker and his knuckles more prominent. The sound of his bones cracking when he clenched his fists was several times more muffled than before. He could feel that his height had not changed, but his weight had increased, and the density of every inch of his muscles was rising wildly!

Even the physique that Navy Knock has trained so rigorously is far inferior to!

Of course, while the giant's physique grants terrifying power, it also comes with a significant price—slowness!

This immense power, amplified by an enormous body, often makes it difficult to accurately strike vital points and inflict effective damage. Furthermore, the precise control over this massive physique is far inferior to that of someone of average build.

The use of domineering style has been particularly problematic:

Armament Haki originates from the fusion of will and physique. The willpower of a giant is no different from that of an ordinary person, but it is diluted by the huge body, making it difficult to cover Haki evenly and concisely, resulting in a relatively dispersed strength of defense and attack.

Observation Haki relies on keen perception, but the giant's enormous body needs to receive and process a massive amount of sensory information, which is like carrying a heavy burden. This dulls the sharpness of perception, making prediction and evasion even more difficult.

Therefore, the colossal physique that giants are so proud of may actually become a constraint on their potential in the ultimate showdown where speed, skill, and domineering, precise control are pursued.

However, when the terrifying power of the giant Nok, pure to the extreme, is combined with the top-tier Azure Dragon Fruit physical body shared with other Noks, the meticulously honed Ryuo Armament Haki, and the precognitive Observation Haki that allows him to see into the future...

All the shortcomings and constraints were instantly eliminated.

Swordsman Nock could clearly feel an unprecedented surge of power coursing through his body!

Even though he has not yet awakened his Devil Fruit or mastered the top-level technique of Conqueror's Haki Entanglement, his overall strength has already steadily reached the pinnacle of this sea and stepped into the ranks of the Emperors!

"Heh..." Swordsman Nock couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth upwards, eventually turning into a hearty and unrestrained smile.

at last!

After enduring countless hardships and battles, they finally gained the strength to stand firm at the top of this wild sea.

Although there is still a distance between us and those few who stand at the very top, the gap is no longer insurmountable!

Suppressing his elation and excitement, swordsman Nock turned his gaze once more to the figure chuckling in the middle, as the memory stream shared by Navy Nock surged in at the opportune moment.

Oh, so everyone was surrounding him because he came from... the world of black robes?