One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

In the darkness, it seemed as if a dark will was rising from the depths of Luo Xia's heart, threatening to completely erode him.

"Why? Why? Why?"

A voice roared in my heart.

"Why must I suffer like this? Don't I, Rorschach, deserve a decent life?"

"Are ordinary people destined to die? Is being weak a crime?"

He suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, looking like a demon, staring intently at Jericho the Ripper not far away, his voice booming like thunder.

"Answer me! Pirate!!"

boom!

A power of unknown origin.

The ground beneath his feet cracked under his feet. Like a madman, Rorschach spread his arms and pounced on the pirates like a hungry tiger. To the pirates' horror, he swept his right arm and broke the blunt swords they were wielding.

The terrifying force advanced layer by layer, striking four or five pirates. Before they could even scream, their upper bodies, struck by Rorschach's massive hand, shifted noticeably. Their bones cracked and popped, and their bodies spurted out like squashed tomatoes, countless spurts of crimson blood shooting from every part of their bodies.

"Let me go! Get away from me!"

One pirate couldn't dodge in time and was pounced on by Rorschach, who grabbed his shoulders with two large, steel-like hands. He could only watch helplessly as Rorschach opened his mouth full of gleaming white teeth and bit down hard on his face.

Chapter 3 Sakazuki

"Skylark, what's that place ahead?"

A slightly hoarse, deep voice rang out on the spacious deck of the warship, startling the little girl who was sitting on the ship's railing, looking rather bored.

The little girl had two funny pigtails and a round face, making her look incredibly cute.

Upon hearing the voice, the girl named Lark did not answer the question. Instead, she puffed out her cheeks, snorted, and turned her head in another direction to look at the vast sea ahead.

"Huh? What kind of attitude is this? Can't you show a little respect for me as your father? I've taken time out of my busy schedule to bring you back to your hometown."

"Hmph! Don't try to fool me. I heard everything Grandpa Zhan Guo said. You clearly came to resolve the coup in the Kingdom of Prince. Your so-called homecoming was just a side thing, wasn't it?"

The lark turned around angrily and saw a burly middle-aged man, over three meters tall, wearing a red military uniform, a wide cloak of justice draped over his back, and a white military cap on his head, walking out of the warship's cabin with a stiff smile on his face.

The man's square face rarely showed a smile, making him look particularly awkward at this moment.

If someone didn't know him well, they might think he was angry.

He gave a stiff smile and said in a disdainful tone, "I'm a naval admiral, what kind of kingdom coup would require an admiral to be dispatched? As for what your Warring States Grandpa said, it was just that he saw I was taking you back to the North Sea for vacation and asked me to check on things. Compared to the important matter of us going home, that was just a side thing."

Hearing the man say this, Yun Que thought about it carefully and realized that it did seem to be true.

Although she was still young, she knew that her father was one of the three high-ranking and powerful Admirals of the Navy Headquarters, possessing the highest combat strength.

Admiral Sakazuki, codename Akainu.

In theory, unless something happens to a Celestial Dragon, a member of the World Nobles, the Admiral, as the highest combat force of the Navy, would never be easily dispatched.

Even if a small North Sea country like Princeton were to experience a coup and request naval support, the navy would at most send a vice admiral or even a rear admiral.

"Really?" Lark looked up.

Akainu nodded quickly, saying with absolute certainty, "Of course. Have you ever seen your father lie? By the way, I heard that you've been learning navigation from your Grandma Tsuru lately and have even received some praise. Is that true?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Que's little face immediately lit up with a proud smile. She swung her little legs and jumped off the ship's side, putting her hands on her hips and saying, "Of course it's true! I've been studying very hard, and even Grandma Ahe said I've made great progress."

"I see... Well then I'll have to test you properly." Akainu gave a stiff smile, reached out his large hand to pat Hibari's little head, and pointed to the island that was faintly visible in the distance. "Do you know what that island over there is?"

Lark rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "I know. The first lesson I learned from Grandma Crane was about the geography of our hometown. Based on the route we took here, we can deduce that the next island should be Spedamaruz Port, which belongs to the Kingdom of Lubnilu and is the hometown of Noland the Liar. Am I right, Dad?"

"Haha, you've really learned well. That's indeed the Port of Meruz ahead. After passing that port and going a few more islands, you'll reach the North Sea Branch 177 base. Then you'll be able to see your Uncle Adila. He's already called Den Mushi to ask about it."

On the deck of the warship, some naval soldiers who were maneuvering the sails and ropes looked at each other in disbelief, wondering if they were seeing things.

This was the first time they had ever seen General Sakazuki display such an amiable demeanor.

Although the smile on the other person's face still looked terrifying...

Just then, Akainu suddenly stood up, turned his head to look in another direction of the sea, and frowned slightly.

"I haven't been back to Beihai for over a decade, and this place is still as disgusting as ever."

"However, cannibalism is still a bit too much."

He muttered a few words to himself, then turned around, pointed in that direction, and shouted behind him, "Which island is the closest on that shipping route?"

Upon hearing this, the naval navigator in the lookout tower at the top of the mast immediately began searching through the navigation records.

Soon, the soldier saluted and answered loudly, "Reporting to General Sakassky! The nearest island on that route is Red Leaf Village, a small outlying village belonging to the Kingdom of Lubnilu."

"Turn the warship around and go check out that island first," Akainu said in a deep voice.

"Yes, sir!" The soldier didn't ask why and began to carry out the order cleanly and efficiently.

The lark looked over there with some curiosity, but didn't see any islands. She looked at her father with a puzzled expression.

Why turn around?

"There are some things to take care of, Lark. Are you tired? If you are, go back to your cabin and rest."

......

"A devil! That guy is definitely a devil! Humans can't be that terrifying!"

Jericho the Ripper's legs trembled like noodles. Looking at the hellish, bloody scene before him, he no longer had the slightest thought of rushing up to kill Rorschach.

All he wanted to do was leave this godforsaken place, go back to the tavern in Port Maruz, gulp down a few mouthfuls of the strongest rum, and then get a good night's sleep to forget about the day.

At this moment, apart from him still standing, all the other pirates had been reduced to fragments scattered all over the ground.

Just like they had treated the weak villagers before, the man in front of them used the most brutal method to tear the pirates' limbs off their bodies and throw them all over the ground.

The blood, spreading out in a radial pattern, dissolved into the mud and ash beneath their feet, mixing to form a filthy stench.

Humans are such strange creatures.

They are ruthless in their treatment of others and feel no discomfort whatsoever.

But if the roles were reversed, and they became the victims instead of the perpetrators, they would no longer be able to tolerate it.

The hissing sound still rang in my ears. A tall, skeletal figure lay prostrate on the ground, its head buried in the chest of a pirate with wide-open eyes, a beastly growl emanating from its throat as it frantically tore at the ground.

"vomit!"

Jericho's stomach churned, and he vomited up everything he had drunk and eaten that evening.

He dared not linger any longer, and while retching, he strode towards the port where the ships were docked.

He didn't even bother to collect the tens of thousands of Berries he had collected in the village.

Jericho just wanted to leave.

However, some people didn't want him to just leave like that.

"Roar!!"

A roar like that of a prehistoric beast came from behind, followed by a whistling wind rushing towards him. Jericho was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. Without thinking, he did a forward roll to avoid the beast that pounced on him from behind.

With a flip, he had already pulled out two foot-long hidden swords from his bosom, wrapped them around his wrists, and looked warily at the person opposite him.

Rorschach's eyes were bloodshot, and blood dripped from his mouth. He grinned, grinding his white teeth together, and tilted his head to stare at Jericho.

That gaze was like that of someone sizing up prey.

Chapter 4 That Dazzling Red Light

At this moment, Rorschach's condition is very strange!

Endless hatred and resentment, along with ever-expanding anger and murderous intent, grew wildly from the depths of his heart.

The boundless darkness is slowly eroding the little humanity he has left!

Having lived two lives, the rare warmth I had finally managed to gain was shattered right before my eyes.

What he longed for was very simple: just a tiny bit of companionship, a humble wish to live out his life quietly with his father, old John.

For this tiny bit of hope, he had even put aside his endless hunger and found joy even in such a difficult life.

But how unfair was Heaven to him!

Even this tiny little thought of his was taken away from him.

Now, he seems to have no attachment to this world anymore.

His inner negative emotions erupted, overwhelming him and turning him into a man-eating beast.

Right now, Luo Xia only has one thought in his mind.

That is, kill the pirate in front of you!

Eat him!

Facing Jericho's two sharp short swords, Rorschach felt no fear whatsoever; he lunged forward without hesitation.

Without any skill, relying entirely on instinct and an inexplicable strength, he spread out his two large, wide hands and fiercely grabbed Jericho's face.

A sharp gust of wind rushed towards him, Jericho's face contorted in rage. He gripped his short-handled hidden blade, ducked, curled his body into a ball, and rolled under Rorschach as he pounced on him, his two short swords flashing upwards.

"You really think I'm afraid of you? Don't be naive! You're just a mindless monster! Watch how I sever your limbs and rip open your stomach! I'll keep your heart safe; it will be another treasure for Jericho the Ripper!"

puff!

A sharp, tearing sound reached Jericho's ears, making his smile even more distorted.

He could feel bloody liquid dripping down from above.

That was fresh blood, a lot of hot, fresh blood!

"If your stomach is cut open, your intestines will fall out with the slightest movement. Hehehe, that scene would be too grotesque."

Jericho tilted his head back, wanting to see Rorschach's final struggle.

However, as soon as he looked up, he saw a withered, large hand slam down from the sky and land hard on his face.

Bang!

With a loud, drum-like bang, seven or eight bloody teeth flew out of Jericho's leaky mouth.