One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

"This kind of attack couldn't have been launched by an unknown person!"

He struggled to steady himself, forced his eyes open, and looked toward the enemy whose location he had locked onto with his Observation Haki.

Thick clouds of dust rose from the wrecked, chaotic street, soaring into the sky like a dragon.

A massive, imposing figure, as majestic as a mountain, wielding a long-handled pheasant sword, stepped out from the swirling dust.

The moment Baron Egg saw the striking crescent-shaped white mustache under the newcomer's nostrils, he almost screamed in fright, thinking it was Whitebeard.

But soon, he could see the man's appearance and build clearly. Apart from the crescent-shaped white beard under his nostrils, the only other features were his unusually tall stature and the pheasant knife he held, which resembled the white beard.

The other person's lifeless eyes, coupled with his dazed appearance with long snot running down his nose, and the terrible stitched wounds covering his entire body, were completely unrelated to the majestic and powerful man in the world that Baron Egg remembered.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As the enormous, obese figure strode down the street, the ground groaned.

An aura as heavy as a mountain emanated from him, pressing down on Baron Egg.

The immense pressure made Baron Egg's expression turn serious, and a thought of retreat even arose in his heart.

“Weebull! Stop dawdling there and get rid of those trash. We need to move on to the next island. It’s rare for Lingling to suffer such a defeat, with her forces severely weakened and unable to attend to her vast territory. As her former sister, it’s time for me to step up and help her, clearing out some of the islands without masters. I don’t think she’ll blame me, will she?”

A shrill voice came from above. Baron Egg looked up warily and saw a dark shadow sweep across the sky like a giant black bat, flapping its wings and landing with a whoosh on a house that was broken in half. It revealed a short old woman with an orange peel-like face, holding a cane.

"Yes, Mom, don't be angry, I'll take care of this trash right away."

Weevil obediently used his arm, which was even thicker than Baron Tamago's body, to grip the pheasant sword in his hand. Without any fancy moves, he raised it high above his head and slashed it down at Baron Tamago and the thousands of pirates surging behind him.

"Weevil? You're Edward Weevil, that idiot who lied about being Whitebeard's son?" Baron Tamago narrowed his eyes, watching Weevil raise his pheasant sword above his head and slowly bring it down. A mocking look appeared on his face. "Such a simple move, and so slow. You're full of openings! If Whitebeard really had an idiot son like you, he would be a disgrace to him."

The street beneath his feet exploded with a loud bang, and his figure vanished from the spot in a flash.

When he reappeared, Baron Egg was already in front of Weevil, holding a rapier, and thrust the sword into Weevil's heart.

The slender blade was coated with jet-black Armament Haki, so that even before the tip of the sword touched Weevil's body, a sharp sword aura emanated from the blade, enough to easily pierce through steel!

Although he is not Charlotte Linlin's child, Baron Tamago's ability to obtain the title of knight and become a high-ranking officer in the Big Mom Pirates, a crew full of powerful individuals, is entirely worthy of his bounty of 429 million Berries.

"Die! You arrogant bastard who dares to disrespect my mother!"

Baron Egg's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the tip of his sword, enveloped in a black aura of dominance, pierced Weevil's exposed heart without any suspense.

"when!"

A loud bang, accompanied by a burst of sparks, made Baron Egg's eyes widen suddenly.

The spot where the slender sword had pierced Weevil's chest was enveloped in a powerful aura, like armor, completely covering his body as if he were wearing a heavy black suit of armor.

The tip of his sword, which he thrust forward, couldn't even pierce the imposing armor at the opponent's heart.

"What? This is impossible..."

Before the shock in my heart could subside, the air above my head exploded with a deafening roar, followed by an overwhelming force crashing down upon me.

Baron Egg's vision went black instantly.

"Boom!"

Weevil's pheasant-shaped dagger was unstoppable as it slashed down vertically.

Where the heavy pheasant blade pointed, a huge crack, four or five kilometers long, split open in the ground.

The thousands of pirates surging down the long street ahead, along with Baron Tamago, were cleaved into a cloud of blood mist by a single slash.

The entire island's surface, as if it had been baptized by the Buster Call's cannon fire, had become even more dilapidated and fragmented.

"Clap!"

Baron Egg, who was split in two by Weevil's pheasant blade just a second ago, had golden egg liquid flowing from his shattered body. In the blink of an eye, in Weevil's foolish gaze, he transformed into a huge egg.

"Click".

The eggshell cracked open in the blink of an eye, and a winged, humanoid rooster emerged, flapping its wings and flying towards the distant sea, covered in sweat.

Having died once and transformed from his initial form into the Chicken Viscount, Baron Egg had no intention of lingering; he only wanted to leave as soon as possible and tell his mother what had happened here.

A hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

The slow, seemingly flawed slash that Weevil had just delivered was so powerful that even he couldn't withstand it.

Only Mom and Katakuri can deal with such a monster.

"Weevil! You idiot! How could you let him get away? If Lingling finds out, that crazy woman will come after us and we'll be in big trouble!" Seeing Baron Egg fly out of the port from Weevil's grasp and flee into the distance at high speed, Bakkin was so angry that she swung her cane and banged it on Weevil's feet.

Her less than one-meter-tall frame appeared as tiny as a miniature doll in front of the six-and-a-half-meter-tall Weevil.

When she struck him like that, the massive Weeber, who was as big as a small mountain, cried out in pain and shrank back in fear, his thick neck almost invisible.

"Mommy, it hurts! Don't hit me, don't hit Weevil, it hurts so much."

"He's more trouble than he's worth! Making me do it myself is just plain stupid!"

As Bakkin spoke, a pair of large black bat wings suddenly unfolded from the back of his short body, and he was about to take off from in front of Weevil to chase after the fleeing Baron Egg.

But at that moment, her soaring motion stopped a dozen meters in the air. Instead of continuing forward, she looked towards the sea.

Over there, in front of Baron Egg, who had transformed into a chick viscount and fled, a smug figure appeared out of nowhere, grinning from ear to ear.

"Fufufufu, Fufufufu, Miss Bakkin, I have fulfilled your request. Now it's time to come with me to Dressrosa to discuss the next steps of our cooperation, shall we?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Baron Tamago's pupils contracted. "Doflamingo! What do you want? If you don't want to anger Mom, get out of my way!"

Doflamingo spread his arms as if embracing the sky, and five-colored threads shot out from his fingertips, weaving into a five-colored net in the sky, which then descended upon Baron Tamago.

"Fufufufu, Charlotte Linlin? She's in dire straits right now. I've heard that a mad dog is about to take her down and has already destroyed several islands in Totto Land."

A large, five-colored net descended, and countless fine threads, like a spider web, wrapped around Baron Egg's body, turning him into a ball of yarn in the blink of an eye.

"How dare you insult my mother! You mere Shichibukai, do you really think you're someone important?"

Baron Egg exuded a domineering black aura, his wings like blades, and with a thrust, the five-colored threads that wrapped around his body snapped one after another.

Doflamingo didn't care. He raised his right hand above his head, hooked his middle finger down, and strands of silk fell from the clouds, covering Baron Tamago in a flash, instantly forming a birdcage with its top hanging above the white clouds.

The birdcage kept shrinking until Baron Tamago successfully cut the five-colored threads that wrapped around his body. The birdcage in front of Doflamingo had shrunk to less than a meter, just enough to cover Baron Tamago, who had turned into a chick, and Doflamingo held him in his hands.

"Bastard! How dare you humiliate me? Die! Doflamingo!"

Baron Tamago was furious when he saw that Doflamingo had locked him up in a birdcage. His face turned red with anger.

A black, domineering aura enveloped the wings, resembling two long black swords, which slashed at the silk threads in front of them.

Clang! Clang!

A crisp popping sound exploded in his ears, making Baron Egg's eardrums buzz and his wings tremble and go numb.

The silk thread that he struck remained completely still, showing no sign of being severed.

"What?" Baron Tamago exclaimed in shock, unable to believe that Doflamingo possessed such strength.

Little did he know that this birdcage technique was the one with the strongest threads among all of Doflamingo's moves. Even ordinary high-level Haki-infused slashes might not be able to cut it.

Doflamingo held the ever-shrinking birdcage in his hands, which finally trapped the frustrated Baron Tamago. His pink feather cloak fluttered in the sea breeze behind him as he laughed maniacally, his head thrown back.

"Fufufufu, did you see that? That magnificent war! Legends fell, new stars rose, proving that those self-proclaimed righteous Marines are the true rulers of this sea. Kaido? Charlotte Linlin? Fufufufu, I really overestimated them. Soon, an even bigger storm is coming, the Marines' counterattack, the seas of the New World are about to be in turmoil."

He suddenly opened his arms wide.

"Will the righteous navy seize the opportunity to reap the spoils of victory, or will the fallen emperor reclaim his lost dignity? Let's wait and see!"

"Let the storm rage on! So that I may ascend the throne amidst these towering waves!"

Chapter 469 New Shichibukai

A few days later, the World Congress of 1518 was held as scheduled.

The kings of the fifty member states invited to the World Conference discussed the next four-year plan and two proposals from the World Government in the conference hall of Pangaea City.

Regarding the Navy's global recruitment drive, and the selection of a successor to Crocodile after his death as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Inside a building with the World Government flag flying atop the city gate tower in front of Pangoal Intense City.

Rorschach sat cross-legged on the floor in the center of the room, oblivious to everyone around him, holding the notebook Frisis had given him and studying it with great eagerness.

He was shirtless, revealing thick, impenetrable muscles. Strands of electricity emanating intense energy occasionally surfaced from his body, causing the old man with the rooster-like hair sitting at the desk in the room to lose focus on the documents in front of him, fearing that Luo Xia might accidentally blow up the house.

Blowing up a house isn't a big deal.

But at this very moment, in the neighboring city of Pangaea, the quadrennial World Conference is being held.

If any disturbance were to occur at this time, disrupting the World Conference, Kong felt that his position as Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces might not last long.

So he crossed his two thick arms and glanced sideways at the tall, thin man dozing on the sofa beside him.

“Hey! Kuzan!” Kong called out in a low voice.

Kuzan shook his drooping head, opened his sleepy eyes, yawned, and looked at Kong with a questioning expression. "Commander-in-Chief, is there something you need?"

Kong gestured with his chin toward Luo Xia, who was meditating on the ground, and said in a low voice, "Hey, how can you sleep like this? I feel like this kid could explode at any moment. Kuzan, why don't you talk to him and tell him to wait until after the World Conference and return to Marineford before he starts meditating? With him acting like this here, I can't concentrate on my work at all."

Kuzan stretched, glanced at Rorschach, who was engrossed in experimenting with the book's contents and practicing his Devil Fruit abilities, and shook his head helplessly.

"I'm afraid that won't work, Commander. As you know, we can't have any entertainment while we're on guard duty in this Holy Land. Otherwise, the World Government will consider it dereliction of duty and deduct our wages. I can sleep to pass the time, but Rorschach can't. You know his personality, Commander. He's a training fanatic like Sakazuki, always thinking about training. Now that he's gotten the Devil Fruit development techniques from that CP member, how can he hold back? Rather than letting him go out and mess around in the Holy Land trying to develop his dangerous abilities, it's better for him to stay with you, Commander. We can keep an eye on him and prevent any accidents from happening."

Unable to get Kuzan's help, Kong rubbed his forehead in exasperation. "What about Borsalino? Maybe he can persuade Rorschach."

“I was summoned by Saint Satan, who said he wanted to discuss the progress of our research on pacifists.”

Kuzan yawned again, pulled down his eye mask, lay back on the sofa, and waved his hand, saying, "Don't worry, Commander, don't worry about him. Just focus on your own things. Rorschach is quite reliable; don't you trust his abilities?"

Before Kuzan finished speaking, Luo Xia, who was sitting not far away, swelled up and grew taller as if inflated. His muscles swelled and coiled like a dragon, transforming into a Qilin beastman more than eight meters tall. From the gaps in the azure scales on his body, silver lightning bolts as thick as an arm shot out, filling the entire room and flickering and pulsating in Kong's numb eyes.

A terrifying energy surge, like a volcanic eruption, rapidly accumulated and brewed within the room, causing the house to vibrate uncontrollably, shaking down weapon racks, picture frames, oil paintings, and other items hanging on the walls.

When Kong saw Rorschach transformed into his beastman form, his eyes flashed with electricity. He held a notebook in one hand, looking at it while making all sorts of movements that defied human joints. Sometimes he showed surprise, sometimes he frowned and pondered. He was completely immersed in his own world and ignored everything else.

Kong glanced at the thick lightning bolts crawling all over his body, then at Kuzan, who was engulfed by the lightning but still sleeping with his eyes closed. His strong body instantly slumped down and he leaned back in his chair.

He now finally understood the Warring States period, who had come to him a few days ago to pour out his troubles.

I also understood what neurasthenia is.

Luo Xia is too carefree. He really doesn't treat himself like an outsider and acts like this holy land is his own home.

In just half a day, Kong had already sensed more than a dozen waves of Observation Haki scanning and probing, all from members of the Knights of God.