One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

"I will devour this country, along with that enormous sum of heavenly gold!"

Chapter 56, Act Six: Defeat [Please add to your favorites 2/3]

"Roar!!"

Drake, covered in blood, roared and his body swelled wildly.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into an eight-meter-tall dinosaur, striding forward with its powerful hind legs towards Mig Jones, whose body was constantly growing taller.

Faced with the ancient creature's menacing charge, Jones opened his fang-filled mouth and let out a wild, unrestrained laugh.

Suddenly, he stomped on the ground, crushing dozens of fat insects. His enormous body, which had swelled to over eight meters in length, created a large crater in the hard ground with a single step.

Boom!

The ground exploded, creating a deep crater. A wisp of light black Armament Haki appeared on Jones's forehead, and like a heavy tank, he slammed into the charging greenish-blue dinosaur.

As the two enormous creatures charged forward at full speed, the entire royal city trembled and shook.

The dinosaur's eyes were bloodshot, and it charged headfirst at you.

The sheer ferocity of the attack was such that even if there were a mountain peak in front of him, he would still try to determine which was harder.

Bang!

Two equally ferocious heads, one large and one small, collided heavily.

The cracking sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

Jones's lips curled into a cruel smile, his forehead, enveloped in Armament Haki, forcefully sending the charging dinosaur flying.

"Ow!"

The Allosaurus lost more than a dozen sharp teeth, its consciousness dissipated in its eyes, and several mottled cracks appeared on its head, from which blood gushed out like a fountain.

Its mountain-like body drew a long arc in mid-air, carving a bloodstained furrow in the long street.

"Mihahaha! My power is now invincible!"

Jones, with his two empty eye sockets, laughed loudly, grabbed the giant white worm that had crawled onto him, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it up, making juices splatter everywhere.

Behind him, the heads of the city's inhabitants exploded one after another, and their headless corpses fell to the ground, piling up the mountain of corpses higher and higher.

tread.

tread.

The steady, firm footsteps echoed across the shattered earth. Jones was momentarily stunned, raising his empty eye sockets to look ahead.

As he looked up, the people behind him who were parasitized by the insects also looked up, their painful and desperate eyes reflecting Hawkins' approaching figure.

His eyes were gouged out by Rorschach, but he can see the outside world by using the eyes of the host that the parasite infests.

"Mihahaha, having witnessed my invincible power, there are still those who dare to challenge me without fear of death. I will show you what absolute power truly is!"

Jones's body grew even larger, increasing in height by more than a meter, reaching nearly ten meters.

He bent over, his leg muscles bulging, and with a thunderous crash, he stomped on the ground beneath him, like a giant cannonball, charging toward Hawkins who was walking towards him.

Hawkins stopped in the middle of the street directly in front of him, leaning slightly forward, his left hand hovering over the blade as if grasping a non-existent scabbard.

He gripped the knife handle with his right hand, his fingers clenching so tightly they turned white, that he even cracked the wooden handle of the steel knife.

A blood-stained gust of wind swept over him, blowing his golden curls backward.

"Iai——"

The steel blade trembled, and Hawkins' right sleeve exploded, transforming into blood-red butterflies.

"Go to hell!"

"Shadow Flash!"

puff!

Bang!

Two different voices rang out at the same time.

Then came the crisp sound of the steel knife shattering inch by inch.

"Ugh! You bastard!"

A line of blood burst from Jones's towering, giant-like body, running from his left shoulder to his abdomen.

A large amount of blood spurted out, staining the ground in front of him red.

His chest cavity was ripped open, his abdominal muscles and skin were torn apart, and a piece of 'thread' fell out from the wound. The excruciating pain made Jones's massive body tremble uncontrollably.

He was in excruciating pain.

And Hawkins...

boom!

Ilya smiled and looked down at the palace below, where he saw a figure with twisted bones and blood leaking from its entire body, embedded in the rock face.

Not moving at all.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Ilya burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face.

He clapped his hands and laughed wildly.

"Hahaha! Hahahaha! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! Keep going! Keep going! Let me see the answer I'm looking for!"

From the sky, Buffalo saw his appearance and couldn't help but shake his head: "This Ilya is too crazy. I hope the young master can carefully consider not recruiting him into the family. This guy is too dangerous."

"Captain Drake!"

Seeing this horrific scene...

The officers in the distance, their eyes bloodshot, ignored Luo and Bepo's attempts to stop them and rushed out of the house where they were hiding, gripping their steel knives.

"ROOM!"

With a flash of energy between Luo Wu's fingers, the dozen or so officers who had just rushed out in front of him were teleported to the airspace above the inland sea and fell towards the sea surface.

"I'm sorry, I can't let you go out and die."

Luo gripped the hard bread tightly in his hand, biting into it with a ferocious expression, as if he were tearing apart the flesh of an enemy.

His bloodshot eyes scanned the ruined royal city through the broken windows.

"A turning point... we haven't seen it yet!"

"Drake!"

The peacock, who was fighting Gladius, heard the mournful roar of a beast in the distance, followed by a huge commotion, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"This is bad!"

Luo Xia's muscles tensed up, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

This chilling sense of crisis was frantically warning him.

One by one, his companions fell down.

Death is on the countdown!

He looked at Baby5 stuck to the ground, at the peacock retreating step by step, blood constantly spilling from its mouth, and listened to the distant sounds of fighting that had already disappeared.

Looking at Gladius, whose entire body was swelling and exuding a terrifying aura.

Torrepol, who was smiling mockingly at him, was covered in sticky fluid.

He saw Prince Ilya standing atop the palace hall, clapping and laughing!

Could it be...?

Is it really over?

Is there any possibility of a reversal?

Looking at Torrepol's withered right hand gripping the cane, Rorschach's pupils suddenly contracted, and an idea flashed through his mind like lightning.

"Wait! I think I've overlooked something! Why has this guy been attacking with his right hand from the very beginning? Is he disdaining to use his full strength, or... was he injured in the explosion just now?"

Let me see!

"Life returned!"

His clothes ripped apart, his muscular arms twisted and coiled, and with a punch he blasted away the thick slime on Torrepol's face, Rorschach leaped up and crashed into Torrepol's bloated body.

Torrepol was initially startled, but then overjoyed.

"Hehehe, you little navy brat, has fear clouded your judgment and made you act recklessly? You're finished... ugh!"

His smile froze, as if his shriveled body, hidden in the slime, had been struck in the waist by a hard iron rod.

Rorschach's entire Seastone Ten Hands shattered in an instant.

Torrepol's mouth gaped open, his body arched, and his shriveled body burst out of the clump of slime like a cannonball, knocking away Gladius, who was about to explode.

Caught off guard, Gladius thought he had been ambushed by Rorschach and, without thinking, detonated his expanding body.

"Full-body explosion!"

"do not want!"

boom!

Torrepol's screams abruptly ceased, and then he was thrown back by the massive impact of the explosion, his shriveled body coughing up blood as he flew back toward Rorschach.

This time, what awaited him was Rorschach's fist, its skin constantly cracking and its tendons tightly coiled.

Bang!

The air exploded, Torrepol's old face caved in, his teeth flew out, and he was punched in the face by Rorschach, who pressed his head into the ground.

boom!

Chapter 57, Act 7: A Turning Point [Please add to your favorites 3/3]