One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

Charlotte Linlin, facing the storm of bullets and shells, simply strode forward, letting the hail of bullets and shells rain down on her body.

That's enough to easily shatter the firepower of a pirate fleet, and it can't even stop her movement by a millimeter.

It also failed to break through her defenses and leave the slightest mark on her.

As Vilgo watched Charlotte Linlin hum a lullaby, she stretched out her enormous hand and grabbed the upper body of a naval rear admiral. Under the admiral's horrified gaze, her five fingers clenched tighter and tighter, and copious amounts of blood and fragments of internal organs gushed from the admiral's mouth like a fountain.

Then, his entire upper body was gradually crushed into a pulp by Charlotte Linlin's large hands, and his lower body fell to the ground with a thud.

"This guy is a monster! Only a Marine Admiral can handle him! Run! Run to G1! Admiral Akainu is guarding it from there!"

Biliqi roared and led a group of terrified G5 soldiers, running desperately toward the warships moored in the inner bay.

However, when they reached the port, they saw large and small pirate ships on the sea ahead.

As far as the eye could see, dozens of Big Mom Pirates' ships densely filled the sea outside G5, rushing towards this direction in a mighty torrent.

Biliqi's longsword clattered to the ground, and he stood there frozen like a stone statue.

"It's over, it's all over, G5 is finished."

Vergo, standing amidst the ruins of the base commander's office, thought the same thing.

Therefore, without the slightest hesitation, he didn't even bother to pick up the Den Den Mushi that had fallen to the ground. He used Moonwalk to quickly step into the air and flew rapidly towards the outside of G5 Island.

Staying here means certain death; only by surviving can we better serve our young master.

At this moment, Vergo completely forgot about CP0 and the opportunity to be promoted to general.

He just wanted to get away from G5, away from that devilish fat woman.

boom!

A thick bolt of lightning shot through the air, instantly piercing his back and protruding through his chest.

The lightning's terrifying penetrating power easily tore apart Vergo's proud, full-coverage Armament Haki.

"Ah!"

He let out a painful scream, as if his whole body was being baked and burned by the terrible heat from the inside out. His flesh and internal organs were charred, and his vision went black. He fell from the plane and crashed into a pile of rubble.

"No, I can't die yet, young master. Cough, I haven't been able to help you more yet."

Vergo braced himself on his hands, trying to get up from the ground. Dark red blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the rocks beneath him.

A huge black shadow loomed over his body. With difficulty, Vergo raised his head, and his last sight was of a large, fat hand.

"Mommy, Mommy, life and death!"

Charlotte Linlin grabbed Vergo's head with one hand and lifted him from the ruins. With her other hand, she grabbed the top of his head, and a shadowy soul was ripped from Vergo's body, writhing, and stuffed into his open mouth.

"Mommy, Mommy, the taste of the soul is as delicious as dessert."

A crimson ecstasy appeared in Charlotte Linlin's eyes as she turned to look at the remaining G5 navy.

"Although it's just an appetizer before the main course, it should be savored carefully, Mommy, Mommy~."

Chapter 378 A Blatant Declaration of War!

The New World, Dressrosa.

At the top of the towering Royal Capital Hill, inside the main hall of the Imperial Palace, Doflamingo leaned against the spacious windowsill, overlooking the jubilant Fish Arena in the distance.

On the central stage of the open-air arena, a replica of the arena once favored by the Celestial Dragons, built at great expense and capable of holding 100,000 spectators, a brutal battle is taking place.

Warriors from the Long-Armed Tribe, Long-Legged Tribe, Fish-Man Tribe, Giant Tribe, Dwarf Tribe, and Long-Neck Tribe are wielding swords and attacking each other with ferocious expressions.

In the stands, the spectators, excited by the flying blood and the constant deaths, were laughing heartily and throwing banknotes around.

Some gamblers who participated in the gladiator's life-or-death bet would scream excitedly or curse sharply as the gladiator they had bet on lived or died.

A brutal and bloody battle exposed the dark side beneath the surface of countless upright gentlemen, stripping them of their pretense.

This kind of show is Doflamingo's favorite.

once.

Well, at least 33 years ago, the vast majority of Celestial Dragons living in Mary Geoise enjoyed the show.

However, later, due to the appearance of a certain man, this program, which belonged exclusively to the Celestial Dragons, was stained with the blood of the organizers.

Since then, the gods high in the clouds have no longer held a celebration every three years as they had 33 years ago.

They were scared.

The Colosseum in Dressrosa actually existed before Doflamingo came to the country.

However, it was not built by the family of King Riku, the former king of Dressrosa.

The Fighting Fish Arena was built hundreds of years ago by the Don Quixote family for the Celestial Dragons' celebration.

This country rightfully belongs to Doflamingo; King Riku and his people are the outsiders.

While listening to Vergo's narration through the Den Den Mushi he held, Doflamingo watched the brutal battle in the arena, but in his mind he was fantasizing about one day being able to expand the scale of the battle in the arena to a hundred times, a thousand times its current size.

Just like the Celestial Dragons' triennial celebration 33 years ago.

Ideally, those great gods and those five old ghosts would also personally participate.

To repay the 'kindness' of bringing his father's head into Mary Geoise only to be ruthlessly turned away.

Thinking of this, Doflamingo couldn't help but grin exaggeratedly, letting out a strange laugh.

"Fufufufu, one day, I will become the organizer of that ultimate competition..."

Just then, Vergo's voice abruptly stopped on the Den Den Mushi, followed by a loud bang from the other end.

The sudden turn of events caused Doflamingo's expression to change. Holding the Den Den Mushi, he asked in a deep voice, "Vergo! What happened on your end?"

No one answered.

After the loud bang from the Den Den Mushi, the communication abruptly stopped.

This interruption doesn't seem like someone hung up on you.

It's more like the Den Den Mushi on Vergo's side suddenly died.

"Vergo is currently at the G5 naval base, where there are four or five thousand naval personnel stationed on the island. How could he suddenly encounter such a change?"

Doflamingo sat up abruptly, his expression gradually becoming serious.

He reached out to contact Diamanti, Don Quixote's top lieutenant, and asked him to send Vergo's contact to G5 Island to investigate the situation.

To him, Vergo was like family, just like Diamanti.

His loyalty, strength, and steady approach to work were all qualities that Doflamingo valued highly.

But before Doflamingo could dial the Den Den Mushi, the door to the main hall was flung open with great force, and Diamante, his face covered in sweat, rushed in in a panic, holding a newspaper in his hand.

"Dover, Dover! This is terrible, terrible! The new world is about to change!"

Before Doflamingo could speak, Diamante shoved the newspaper he was holding into his hand.

Doflamingo looked down, his pupils instantly contracted, and his Conqueror's Haki involuntarily surged outwards.

"This is!"

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The New World, the strongest village in the world, Elbaf.

Inside the vast, empty tavern, which resembled a human palace, tall, muscular figures sat at tables and chairs seven or eight meters high, made of the thickest logs, chatting amongst themselves in muffled, rolling voices.

“Every time I come here, I feel that humans are so insignificant. Compared to the giants of Elbaf, even Snake and Ru, who are the tallest among us, are like underage children in front of them.”

Holding a barrel of wine as tall as a person, Jesus Bu, his face flushed from drinking, uttered a sigh.

That barrel, which was equivalent to his entire height, was actually just a wine cup in the giant's hand.

"Hahaha, don't say that." Shanks, with his shirt open and leaning against the bar, pointed at several snotty-nosed giant children beside him, who were four or five meters tall, and laughed, "Even giant children are much taller than them, okay?"

"Are you an idiot, Shanks? Comparing humans to giants, why don't you compare dwarves to us humans?" Lucky Lucky, whose body was as fat as a balloon, kept chewing on the large chicken leg in his hand, chuckling indistinctly.

"Hahaha, Red-Haired Shanks, although you are not as big as us giants, in terms of strength, you are in no way weaker than us. Am I right, Brogy?"

"Absolutely right. Even we have to admit it. The seemingly small human body contains enormous potential that even we giants envy."

Two giants, much stronger and taller than ordinary giants, sat side by side on Shanks' side, with hearty smiles on their faces.

"Captain Brogy and Captain Donley are joking. When you two set sail and roamed the seas, we weren't even born yet. More than potential, I envy the long lifespan of your giant race, which allows you to witness the changes of history."

Shanks smiled and raised his glass.

Just then, the tavern door was pushed open, and Beckman, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and a newspaper in his hand, strode in with a serious expression. Before he even got close, he said in a deep voice, "Shanks, it's time to leave. Something big has happened in the New World."

"Huh? Why? We just arrived in Elbaf. We heard that Captain Dorry and Captain Brogy were back, so we came all this way to see them." Shanks said in surprise.

Brogy and Dorry, who were drinking, were also surprised and said, "What's the rush? We haven't taken you to see Prince Loki yet."

Seeing Beckman's extremely solemn expression, Shanks knew that something was definitely not ordinary. Otherwise, as the most composed vice-captain of the Red-Haired Pirates, Beckman would not have shown such an expression.

When Shanks took the newspaper from Beckman and saw the familiar figures on the cover—four imposing men sitting at a large round table—his expression changed drastically.

"As expected, this is a major event! Damn it, is the balance that this ocean has only recently formed about to be broken by an old ghost who has been gone for many years? Bastard! Does he even know how many people he will kill by doing this?!"

Shanks' turbulent emotions caused him to release a bit of his suppressed aura.

In that instant, a terrifying aura, as powerful as the might of heaven, emanated from his small body.

The terrifying pressure plunged Elbaf, the village known as the strongest in the world, into a brief silence.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

A few seconds later, deep within the island of Elbaf, in some unknown place, as if responding to Shanks's aura, a similarly heavy and majestic aura soared into the sky.

Looking at the giants in the tavern behind him, who had been stunned by the aura he had unintentionally released, Shanks apologized to the astonished Brogy and Dorry, "I'm sorry, Captain Dorry, I have to leave now. I'll come back next time I have the chance, and I'll bring you a gift as an apology."

He placed the newspaper he was holding on the bar counter and followed Beckman out of the tavern quickly.

Behind them, the members of the Red-Haired Pirates followed closely, and none of them had regained their previous relaxed demeanor.

A few minutes later, the world-famous Redford left the Elbaf Sea and headed towards Sphinx Island.

On the deck, Shanks took out a Den Den Mushi.