One Piece: Kaido's adopted son, opening the Eight Gates

Teach's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

For the first time, the fire of ambition in his eyes was nearly extinguished by a stream of icy water called "powerlessness."

He could only watch.

Watching that brat single-handedly dominate the course of the entire battlefield.

But he couldn't do anything.

……

The center of the battlefield.

The mind of the Warring States Marshal was racing.

promise?

Still don’t agree?

Agreeing would mean the Navy bowing down to a pirate, losing all its prestige.

I won't agree...

He glanced at Akainu, who was being pinned to the ground by Garp and still struggling, and then at the unharmed purple demon god.

He dared not imagine the consequences of refusing.

Just when the Warring States period was indecisive and struggling with the conflict between heaven and man.

An arrogant and domineering voice broke the silence.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Shiki the Golden Lion floated in mid-air, his long golden hair moving without wind, his eyes filled with displeasure.

"Hey! Kaido's son!"

"If Whitebeard doesn't want to fight anymore, he can get lost!"

"But I haven't had enough yet!"

He pointed his famous sword at the navy's camp.

"The navy has really taken good care of me over the years!"

"This score must be settled today!"

His aura surged once more, clearly indicating that he had no intention of giving up.

however.

Lynn inside Susanoo merely glanced at him indifferently.

"Shiki the Golden Lion".

His childlike voice, amplified by the energy giant, clearly resonated throughout the entire venue.

"Your leg looks like it's in a lot of trouble."

Shiki's movements suddenly froze.

He subconsciously looked down at his two famous swords that served as prosthetics, "Sakura-ju" and "Kumo".

These are the marks he left when he cut off his own feet to escape Impel Down.

It was his shame, but also part of his strength.

"As long as you agree to a ceasefire."

Lynn's voice possessed an undeniable magic.

"I will help you grow your legs back."

"Completely intact."

boom!

Shiki the Golden Lion's brain exploded.

He froze in mid-air.

To make my legs...grow back?

He recalled the excruciating pain of having his own feet severed in Impel Down when he tried to break free of the seastone shackles.

He recalled the inconvenience of using two swords instead of two feet to walk all these years.

revenge……

And having my legs back...

For him, this multiple-choice question required absolutely no thought!

"Hehehehehehehehehehe!!"

A burst of laughter, louder and more genuine than ever before, resounded through the sky.

Shiki the Golden Lion flashed to the side of Susanoo, his arrogant face now plastered with a fawning smile.

"Oh dear! Nephew! Why didn't you say so sooner!"

He pounded his chest forcefully, and the speed of his change in attitude left everyone speechless.

"Your father, Kaido, was an old acquaintance of mine back in the day!"

"We're all one family! Fighting and killing only hurts our harmony!"

"Ceasefire! We must stop the war!"

He announced it with righteous indignation, then immediately put on a warm expression.

"My dear nephew, once things are settled here, how about we go pull off something big together? This sea deserves a new owner!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Is this still the legendary pirate, Golden Lion?

That's an incredibly fast change of expression!

Before everyone could recover from the transformation of the golden lion...

Another figure, brimming with explosive power, stepped forward.

Douglas Barrett.

He ignored the Golden Lion, his eyes, filled with fighting spirit, fixed on Susanoo.

"I don't care about any legs, and I don't care about any ceasefire."

His voice was deep and hoarse, each word carrying a metallic quality.

"I came here for only one purpose."

"I'll fight you!"

"They all say you're the strongest of this era, then... prove it to me!"

A surge of ferocious Conqueror's Haki erupted from his body, heading straight for Lynn.

Faced with this pure battle maniac.

Lynn didn't even bother with unnecessary words.

Susanoo lowered its enormous head slightly.

"You want to fight?"

"can."

"Wait until this farce is over."

"I'll fight you one-on-one, let's go all out."

"Use all your strength and beat one of us until he can't stand up anymore."

Lynn's voice was calm, yet it contained a promise that sent shivers down Barrett's spine.

Barrett's pupils dilated instantly!

One on one!

Fight freely!

Go all out!

These words were like the most potent stimulant, injected fiercely into his soul!

A hideous and fanatical smile appeared on his face.

"it is good!"

"I promise you!"

He suppressed all his imposing manner, stepped aside, and sat cross-legged.

That look clearly said: Hurry up and finish, I can't wait any longer!

Another legendary monster has been dealt with.

Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to the last figure.

The Red Earl, Patrick Redfield.

The elegant elderly woman, holding a red umbrella, slowly walked out.

He gently tapped the ground with the tip of his umbrella.

"The golden lion got his leg."

“Barrett got his fight.”

His voice was calm and unhurried, with an old-fashioned aristocratic tone.

"It seems that everyone has had a satisfactory experience."

"What about me?"

He raised his head, his deep eyes calmly gazing at the purple giant, as if waiting for an answer.

Lynn scratched his head.

Susanoo also made a scratching motion, which looked rather comical.

"Well..."

"To be honest, I really can't think of any way I can help you."

"How about this?"

Lynn's tone carried a hint of uncertainty and probing.

"If you also want to have a fight and settle things, I'm happy to oblige."

This statement came out.

There was silence.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

Are they even going to make a move against the Red Earl?

however.

The Red Earl let out a soft chuckle.

He shook his head and put away his red umbrella.

"No need."

"I don't have the habit of competing with children."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to his original position, as if everything was none of his business.

Everyone was silent.

Everyone understood what he meant.

That's not the kind of deference an elder shows to a younger person.