One Piece: The Will of Conqueror is the strongest

Because of Brando's actions, the entire East China Sea has become lively.

The people of Windmill Village also saw the newspaper, and they were all dumbfounded, unable to believe that Brando had done this.

If it weren't for the strong connections in Windmill Village and its relationship with Garp, they would probably have all been wiped out by the intelligence organization by now.

Everyone who came with the Celestial Dragons' ship has been killed to silence them; not a single survivor was left. Only Charmaco Saint was rushed to Mary Geoise to try and see if there was any possibility of recovery.

"Has this guy gone mad?"

Shanks, who had re-entered the Grand Line but had not yet reached the New World, naturally saw this news as well.

When he saw the picture above, he even doubted that he was seeing things.

They actually made the Celestial Dragons kneel down?

Shanks was unaware that Charmaco Saint's consciousness had been erased, but based solely on the fact that a Celestial Dragon knelt down, he could almost conclude that Brando would be relentlessly hunted down by the World Government in the future.

At the same time, I was also surprised by Morgans' audacity in reporting such news. This guy is really not afraid of death when it comes to making big news.

"This person definitely has something wrong with their brain."

Beckman had to admit it.

He initially thought this person would cause trouble for Shanks' plans, but now it seems that this person's very existence is a huge problem.

Shanks showed no respect to these Celestial Dragons; whether they lived or died was none of his concern. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to remove the insignia of the Knights of God.

However, he admired Brando's courage.

"Maybe next time we meet, we can have a drink together."

Shanks said with a smile.

These are all trivial matters; let's just use this as conversation starters at the next banquet when we meet again!

"The World Government people seem to have gone mad, they're targeting our people in the East Blue."

Bello Beatty, as the head of the Revolutionary Army's Eastern Army, was reporting intelligence to Monkey D. Dragon with a furrowed brow.

"It's probably because of this incident that people started to consider him one of ours."

Long slammed the newspaper down on the table.

He never expected that such a person would emerge from the East Blue. It had been a long time since he had seen someone who dared to draw his sword against a Celestial Dragon, even though this guy wasn't using a sword.

Every person like this helps the Revolutionary Army, allowing the world to see the ugly faces of the Celestial Dragons and shatter their divinity.

Moreover, this person's abilities seem very suitable for use by their revolutionary army.

......

"Things seem to have really gotten out of hand."

Brando, now wearing Sasuke's face, was wandering around the new town.

However, wherever he went, there were bounty posters for him everywhere.

Brando is now the highest-bounty criminal from the East Blue, the last one being Gol D. Roger, the Pirate King.

The people of Donghai are very hospitable.

But Brando didn't want to accept that enthusiasm.

Brando originally planned to go to Cocoyasi Village to hunt down some low-level murlocs for fun, as he wanted to properly show off these non-humans.

However, upon discovering that these spineless fellows had not yet arrived in the East China Sea, they had no choice but to abandon the decision and prepare to find a passenger ship to go directly to Loguetown, and then from Loguetown to the Great Sea Route Paradise.

"We haven't found a summoning beast yet. Should we catch one in the Calm Belt while we're on our way to the Grand Line?"

Brando looked down on the Lord of the Coast, and now this guy couldn't withstand one of his Fire Release techniques, which had undergone nature transformation.

He wanted a bigger, more imposing spirit, not some slippery creature like the King of the Near Sea.

"There are marines everywhere."

Brando was having an elegant lunch at a roadside stall.

Watching waves of marines pass by, each carrying a bounty poster and searching for someone.

His current short, asymmetrical, spiky black hair makes him look completely different from himself; the marines would only glance at him and then move on.

"Was my move a little too underhanded?"

After taking a bite of the grilled meat, Brando began to reflect on his actions.

However, he quickly changed his mind, because he couldn't play without being cunning. The people in this world were all numerical monsters, and you couldn't play without being a little cunning.

After finishing his meal and paying the bill, Brando left the money and left, because he had found a merchant ship that transported goods to Loguetown and paid for a seat that would take him directly there.

In the end, they stayed on the ship for a total of five days. During this time, Brando was not idle. Instead, he kept training. His shadow clones stayed on the ship using the Transformation Technique, while his main body ran on the sea surface and used Lightning Release cells to activate his reaction speed.

Previously, Brando's body was unable to fully utilize the Sharingan's dynamic vision because his physical movements couldn't keep up with the Sharingan.

Now that the cells are activated, the speed of nerve reaction has been greatly improved, allowing it to keep up with the Sharingan's movements almost without delay, making the movements smoother.

At the same time, the body in this world is indeed something special. With just simple physical training, Brando is now able to lift objects weighing over a thousand kilograms. However, this enhancement comes from obtaining the Vortex bloodline, and perhaps it is the result of combining the two.

"This Moon Step is easy to understand, but this Finger Pistol and Tempest Kick... one is just poking people with your fingers, and the other is just slashing with your foot to create a vacuum slash. This Sharingan can't copy it."

Brando climbed back onto the ship from the sea, dispelled the shadow clone, and lay down.

He practiced for a long time and had already mastered Moonwalk, which he copied with Shadow Clone Technique. However, Brando really couldn't learn the Finger Pistol and Tempest Kick techniques used by the two CP0 members later on.

It feels like using a powerful brick to fly, or killing someone with a finger, and then calling it a gun. And that "storm kick" is clearly just a powerful air cannon, but they insist it's a slash.

However, Brando doesn't lack these two offensive skills. Moonwalk and Shave are already very useful, and there's no need to learn the rest, like Iron Block and Paper Drawing.

"We've finally arrived!"

The merchant ship arrived in Loguetown and began unloading its cargo; Brando also disembarked.

Upon arriving in Loguetown, the first thing to do is to check for information about the Grand Line Park, and the second is to purchase a permanent GPS. The weather on the Grand Line is too unpredictable. Although Brando is not afraid of seawater, it would be good to avoid taking detours.

However, Brando was stunned as soon as he arrived at the port.

"Hey, hey, you're not here to chase me, are you?"

Brando spotted a familiar naval vessel in the port; it was a specially designed naval warship that could only be commissioned by a vice admiral.

It is the dog-headed ship of the naval hero Garp.

"Hmph, even though my vacation is over, Sengoku is such a nuisance."

Garp stood on the deck, holding a senbei (rice cracker), looking resentful.

After leaving Windmill Village, he stayed in the East Blue for a while, responsible for picking up some captured pirates and sending them to Impel Down on his way back. So, he hadn't left the East Blue for two or three months.

Then Sengoku conscripted him, requiring him to stay in Loguetown for a while to block Brando from heading to the Grand Line, or to provide support to the World Government's admiral-level forces when they found Brando.

Sengoku simply didn't want to draw up the number of admirals, so he sent Garp, who was just killing time, to do some work.

"That kid, he's definitely got something wrong with his head."

Even Garp acknowledged what Slap said.

I never expected him to do something so crazy; he must have something wrong with his head.