One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

Thinking of the insects, Rorschach couldn't help but recall the first formidable enemy he had encountered in this world.

Mig Jones.

Speaking of which, that 'Luo' just mentioned that this place is called the Country of Reunion.

“Reunion Country, Reunion…” Luo Xia’s burly body shrank back to human form. His eyes flickered, and after a moment of contemplation, a thought flashed through his mind. “No wonder it sounds familiar. Could this be that Insect Kingdom?”

He remembered that last year, at the auction in Sabaody Archipelago, he and Luo, and Lark, had heard the auctioneer mention that Mig Jones was from the Kingdom of Insects.

Although somewhat surprised that there were so many Devil Fruit users with insect-related abilities here, Rorschach did not stop his actions.

With a stomp of his foot, a flash of electricity appeared on his body, and he vanished from his spot, reappearing in front of a cicada flying at breakneck speed. Facing this insect that originally resembled Law, he casually pointed out the Navy's Six Styles, which he hadn't used in a long time.

Finger gun!

"Get out of my way, Navy!"

Before him stood a cicada, entirely black and the size of a house, which roared and opened its enormous mandibles to bite at Luo Xia's outstretched arm.

puff!

Blood spurted out, accompanied by the crisp sound of its hard, iron-like mouthparts being easily pierced. The cicada that lunged at Luo Xia had its skull pierced from front to back, leaving a bloody hole the size of a basketball.

With a loud bang, the giant black cicada plummeted down, smashing a house below and causing it to collapse.

Watching the strangely shaped insects scatter and flee, Luo Xia flicked his finger, and the golden hairband behind his head fell off, splitting into tiny golden beans in his hand. Entangled in lightning, they shot off in all directions.

Bang bang bang!

Amid a series of explosions, a cloud of blood mist burst open in the air above the town, and the corpses of insects fell down, crashing into the shattered buildings.

Then, Rorschach saw these dead insects gradually shrink their enormous bodies, transforming into unfamiliar male and female faces.

They were all indeed people with special abilities.

These individuals who can transform into various kinds of insects are actually quite powerful.

Rorschach estimated that even the weakest bounty would be worth tens of millions.

The strongest are the bee and cicada disguised as Hibari and Law, whose strength is estimated to be over a hundred million in bounty.

Unfortunately, their opponent is the current Rorschach.

Even Mig Jones, who once put immense pressure on Rorschach, would be easily defeated in a single blow by Rorschach now.

However, a question remained unresolved in Luo Xia's mind.

That's how these ability users disguised themselves as Hibari and the others.

Moreover, it was disguised so convincingly.

If Rorschach's Observation Haki hadn't been strong enough, even he probably wouldn't have been able to tell that Hibari was an imposter.

After cleanly and efficiently killing more than a dozen treacherous insects, Rorschach turned back to the plaza and looked at the two hundred or so naval soldiers lying on the ground.

These people were genuine naval personnel, not some other disguised entity; Rorschach could clearly sense the familiar aura emanating from them.

He crouched down and checked on the soldiers who had been stunned by his Conqueror's Haki, finding that there seemed to be nothing unusual about them.

But why did they all have that eerie smile on their faces just now?

Thinking of the insects, Rorschach thoughtfully reached out and placed his hand on a naval soldier.

A crackling arc of electricity erupted from his hand, forming an electric net that surged into the soldier's body.

"Ok?"

When the electric arc that had penetrated the warrior's body entered his abdomen, Rorschach's brows suddenly furrowed.

He reached out and pried open the soldier's closed mouth. With a wave of his right hand, the surrounding air surged forth, transforming into invisible tentacles that probed into the soldier's mouth, traveled down his throat, and entered his stomach.

The soldier's belly was swollen, as if something was struggling inside, which looked somewhat frightening.

Luo Xia's face was ashen. His fingers were loosely clenched, grasping the invisible tendrils of air, which wrapped around something and pulled it outward.

With a soft "plop," a dark, gooey thing was pulled out of the warrior's mouth and landed at Rorschach's feet.

Luo Xia frowned and took a look, only to find that the thing could actually move.

It was a giant spider, the size of a fist, covered in black hairs, with the outline of a human face on its back and several pairs of compound eyes on its abdomen!

"Another parasite?" Rorschach exhaled, suddenly feeling a bit troubled.

If the spider before him was, as he suspected, the same kind of parasitic offspring that Mig Jones created after his transformation, then the controller of this place was probably quite powerful.

Splat!

The spider-faced human, stretching out its black limbs and trying to escape, was crushed by the invisible air.

Rorschach stood up and looked at the thousands of people lying dead in front of him, filling the square and streets.

If these people are all parasitic offspring, then that's really bad.

Rorschach shook his head, waved his hands, and turned the surging air around him into hanging transparent tentacles, which reached into the mouths of the warriors who had been pried open by the invisible air hands.

Soon, one by one, fist-sized black spiders were pulled out and crushed on the ground.

Having done all this, Luo Xia didn't linger there. With a flash, he flew towards the latter half of the island, the area shrouded in mist.

His intuition told him that this was the key area of ​​the mysterious island.

It is highly likely that Zephyr, Hibari, Enel, and the others who are missing, as well as the ruler of this island, are all there.

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Deep within the mist, in a sunken basin.

There is also a vast complex of buildings here, no less impressive than the town outside the mist.

If we compare that side to the outer city of this country, then this is the inner city.

In the inner city, where night has fallen, lights converge like a tide, illuminating the city with a clear glow.

The city was bustling with people.

On the streets, pedestrians set up stalls selling all kinds of food, fruits and vegetables, and daily necessities.

Couples were seen cuddling and leaning on each other, their faces beaming with sweet smiles.

Compared to the stiff smiles on the faces of the residents in the outer city, the people here seemed to genuinely appreciate the beauty of life and were enjoying this rare tranquility.

Clang. Clang.

Amidst the passing crowd, Zefa, dragging his heavy mechanical arm and carrying a bamboo basket in his left hand filled with freshly bought potatoes and fish, pushed open the door of a house facing the street with a faint smile on his face.

A soft creak startled the people inside the house.

A middle-aged woman with long black hair, an ordinary appearance, but very gentle eyes, carrying a purple-haired baby, walked out of the house. When she saw Zefa carrying a bamboo basket and pushing the door open, she quickly went to greet him.

"Let me see what you bought?" The woman handed the baby she was holding to Zefa, then took the bamboo basket from Zefa's left hand and couldn't help but laugh. "You, why did you buy potatoes and fish again? Didn't I tell you to go to Old George's stall to buy some vegetables and to Joseph's to buy a few pounds of beef? Aren't you tired of eating potatoes and fish every day?"

Listening to the woman's nagging, Zefa just grinned and supported the heavy mechanical arm under his left hand, afraid that the cold metal would hurt the baby in his arms.

This is a baby boy.

Her chubby little face looked incredibly cute and pink, and she was fast asleep with her eyes closed.

At this moment, Zefa's cloudy eyes were completely filled with the image of this adorable little guy.

His eyes were full of love and tenderness, as if he wished he could hold the baby in his arms forever.

The woman holding the bamboo basket next to him saw Zefa's appearance, and her nagging gradually subsided. She pursed her lips, picked up the bamboo basket, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Zefa, take the child to the room. It's windy outside. There's fresh milk in the room. When he wakes up, you can feed him with a bottle. Remember to heat it up with boiling water, but don't burn the child. Test the temperature yourself first."

Zefa looked up and watched the woman's figure disappear into the kitchen doorway. His heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively hugged the sleeping baby in his arms tighter. He took a few big steps and walked to the kitchen doorway to look inside.

Inside the kitchen, the woman was placing a bamboo basket on the stove and tying an apron around her waist.

Seeing Zefa come in carrying the child, a look of bewilderment immediately appeared on his face.

"What are you doing, Zefa? Haven't you ever seen your wife before? This is the kitchen. There will be a lot of smoke when you cook. Don't let it bother the kids. Get out of here right now."

Despite the woman's scolding, Zefa did not move. He simply held the baby tightly in one arm and stood like a wooden statue at the kitchen doorway.

Seeing Zefa staring intently at her, the woman gave him a reproachful look, but a faint blush appeared on her face. She turned around, fetched a ladle of water, and began to wash the potatoes and fish that Zefa had bought.

Then, she skillfully picked up the kitchen knife and shredded the potatoes and sliced ​​the fish into thin slices.

The woman busied herself, a smile on her face, humming an unknown tune, and soon she had cooked a large pot of shredded potatoes and fish.

As she ladled the scalding soup from the pot into an iron basin and reached out to take it, Zefa, who was standing at the kitchen door, immediately stepped forward, extended his heavy mechanical arm, and grabbed the steaming bowl of soup.

The woman watched this scene without saying a word, only smiled and turned to get more rice.

Soon, bowls and chopsticks were set out on the stone table in the courtyard.

At this moment, the baby in Zefa's arms suddenly started crying loudly, which startled Zefa so much that he was flustered and at a loss.

The woman saw this and quickly ran over, took the baby from his arms, and while coaxing it, looked at Zefa and said, "You idiot, what are you standing there for? Go get the milk."

Zefa realized what was happening and rushed into the room as if he were running, finding the baby bottle containing milk.

When he took out the baby bottle, the woman said helplessly, "Where's the boiled water? The milk's all cold."

Zefa turned around and went back into the room, fetched some hot water, carefully heated the cold milk, unscrewed the cap of the bottle, took a small sip, then screwed the cap back on and handed the bottle to the woman.

The woman tested the milk temperature again before confidently feeding the baby.

Zefa stood quietly behind her, watching.

The baby stopped crying immediately after drinking the milk and began to suckle vigorously.

He finished the bottle of milk very quickly.

Then, he started crying loudly again.

Seeing this, the woman couldn't help but smile and glanced at Zefa: "Look at Zefa, your son is just like you, even his appetite is the same. One bottle of milk isn't enough to satisfy him, he still needs to be breastfed."

As she spoke, she skillfully lifted her clothes and cradled the baby in her arms.

While feeding her, she hummed a soft lullaby.

Behind him, Zefa stood like a stone statue, two hot tears suddenly rolling down his cheeks.