One Piece: The Will of Conqueror is the strongest

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The dragon raised its head in surprise.

How dare they say such things to them in Fishman Street?

The word "seafood" is undoubtedly an insult to fish-men, comparing them to food!

Many fishmen looked angrily in the direction of the sound and saw Brando [Summer Limited] wearing a floral T-shirt, black shorts, flip-flops, and carrying an Uchiha fan.

"Humans!"

"Who's the seafood?!"

"Humans are an inferior race!"

"Want to die, human?"

When the surrounding fishmen saw that it was a human, and a single person at that, their previously low spirits immediately lifted.

They started yelling at Brando, but none of the mermen made a move, because they knew their boss liked dealing with humans like this the most, so they left it to the dragon.

"Shut up, you coward."

Brando doesn't tolerate these merfolk.

After saying that, he raised his right hand and pressed it against his face, his left eye peeking out through his fingers like a kaleidoscope as he looked at the small fry.

"Amaterasu!"

A burst of black flame appeared directly on the fishman who had just been shouting.

"ah!!"

The intense heat caused these fish-men to let out piercing screams of pain.

Fishmen's skin is very sensitive to moisture, and the high temperature quickly dries out the moisture on their skin, then burns it, causing them to writhe in agony.

"How can there be black flames!"

Some of the lower-ranking underlings, seeing that the cadres were on fire, immediately tried to help put it out.

Some clever ones tried to extinguish the black flames with seawater, but some unlucky ones who wanted to show off immediately reached out to swat them out, only to find it useless. Instead, they got their bodies covered in Amaterasu's flames and screamed in agony.

"A Devil Fruit user!"

The dragon immediately thought of this.

Although he didn't know why the other party was provoking him, and the person seemed very strange, as the leader, he couldn't just sit idly by.

"Take off the flames, then kneel down and beg for mercy, and I might give you a chance to live."

The dragon stood up abruptly, put on the floral T-shirt to cover the bandages on his body, and said to Brando.

But secretly, he had already grasped a handful of seawater in his hand. This stuff was everywhere in the lower-lying Fishman Street, and he was preparing to take the opportunity to ambush Brando.

"This is incredibly luxurious, seafood!"

Brando even doubted that he had heard correctly.

It seems these guys are truly incomplete in their evolution; their intelligence seems to be somewhat lacking.

"Fishman Shotgun!"

As Brando spoke, the dragon hurled the seawater it was holding in its right hand directly at Brando.

With powerful arms, he flung seawater like bullets, and the dragon revealed a smug smile. Devil Fruit users become weak for a moment after coming into contact with seawater. If he could seize this opportunity to rush up and severely injure him, he would be the winner of this battle.

These bullet-like seawater droplets struck the Susanoo skeleton that appeared on Brando's body, taking the hit head-on.

After acquiring White Zetsu cells, Brando became less hesitant to use his Mangekyou Sharingan. As long as it wasn't severely depleted, it had virtually no effect, so he would use it to his heart's content.

"What?!"

Seeing the skeletal-like things on Brando's body, the dragon sensed something was wrong; he didn't seem to be an ordinary human.

"Snapped!"

Susanoo's power.

A skeletal arm extended from the skeleton and grabbed the dragon, who was unable to dodge, tightly gripping it. The dragon felt its bones creaking and struggled with all its might, but it was unable to break free.

"Our boss is Jinbe, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea! Let me go!"

The dragon was clever and knew it had run into a tough opponent this time, though it didn't know why the opponent would specifically come to find it instead of going to the new world.

However, revealing your boss's name first to put pressure on the other side is the best option.

"Shichibukai?"

"I've already killed one, so what is Jinbe, this traitorous thief, anyway?"

Brando is naturally not susceptible to pressure. What nonsense could possibly put pressure on him? Who do you think you are?

At the same time, he manipulated the Susanoo hand bones to gradually increase the force, wanting to see how long this seafood could hold out before giving in.

Furthermore, Brando didn't understand why Nami agreed to let Jinbe join her crew. The reason this seafood pirate crew wasn't wiped out by the Navy was because of Jinbe's status as a Shichibukai.

The mistakes made by the Seafood Pirates later on were all related to Jinbe.

"Jinbe is the strongest man in the world... Edward Newgate's subordinate. Do you really want to be his enemy?"

The dragon's eyes were bloodshot, not from anger, but from the feeling that its body was about to be crushed, causing its blood to rush out.

But this situation continues, with people still trying to establish connections and raise their banners.

The other fishmen nearby had already been turned into grilled seafood, and the other fishmen around them dared not approach, all looking at this side with terrified eyes.

"Have the merfolk lost their pride? Now they're using these old human dregs as a shield?"

Brando retorted sarcastically.

At the same time, he manipulated Susanoo's skeleton to loosen the evil dragon's grip.

The dragon crashed to the ground; it had just been squeezed dry and was so weak it couldn't stand up.

The dragon, lying on the ground, looked at its silent subordinates and was filled with rage and fear.

"If you weren't a Devil Fruit user, you wouldn't be a match for me at all."

The dragon struggled to his feet, still stubbornly insisting that Brando was afraid of Whitebeard.

"MAN!"

Brando delivered a powerful Thunder Plow Blade, snapping the dragon's neck with his elbow.

He put the dragon down for this very purpose. Dragons love to use their physical advantages to bully humans, and this is the kind of thing that needs to be fought back in this way. It's not to avenge humans, but to prove that he is physically stronger than the dragon!

When the dragon's head hit the ground, an expression of disbelief remained on his face; he hadn't expected Brando to actually kill him.

Brando glanced around and saw that the merfolk, who had been terrified, turned and ran away. Not one of them showed any loyalty and stayed to fight. In the end, only black flames remained burning on the field.

"Have we become so weak that we don't even get rewards anymore?"

"But not ignoring weakness is one of the core tenets of the will to dominate."

Even without a reward, Brando felt a warm feeling in his heart, believing that he had done a good deed.

However, at this moment, a group of dignified-looking seafood arrived, led by a black-haired, curly-haired seafood.

"You bastard, you actually messed with Brother Evil Dragon!!"

Hody Jones, seeing the dragon meet the same fate as Louis XVI, was filled with rage that seemed to pierce the heavens.

Seeing Brando, a member of a lower race, acting so arrogantly, he raised his inferior version of the trident and charged at Brando.

"Um?"

"Where's the Poseidon cosplay?"

"Amaterasu!"

Brando saw a seafood wielding a trident-like weapon rushing towards him and thought it was the 'Sea God' appearing.

Then, one by one, Amaterasu appeared, and the sea god began to roll around on the ground like a dead dog.