The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

The azure sea was stained crimson by the continuous explosions, and thick smoke rose from the islands, blotting out the sun.

"Damn it! It's too late!" Tesoro stood on the deck of the warship, his binoculars locked on the distant island of Hatchinos, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"No wonder he's the destroyer of the world!" he growled through gritted teeth, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Through his binoculars, he could clearly see the town collapsing under the bombardment, houses being razed to the ground, and flames shooting into the sky from the streets.

What's most alarming is that the shelling didn't come from pirate ships, but from pistol bullets.

They were magnified dozens of times by some force, turning into terrifying giant cannonballs that blasted the entire island to pieces.

“The power of the Momo-Momo Fruit…” Tesoro put down his binoculars, his face grim.

"Full speed ahead! Flank and prepare for battle!" he roared at the sergeant.

However, before the sergeant could respond, a calm yet undeniable voice rang out.

"no need."

Gern had somehow appeared at the bow of the ship, his black sword, Eight Desolations, slung diagonally at his waist, and the black-edged cloak of justice fluttering in the sea breeze.

At the same time, his gaze was coldly fixed on Hatchinos Island in the distance, and he said in a flat tone, "Warships, move closer."

Tesoro paused, startled: "But the shelling on the island..."

“I said, move closer.” Gern slightly turned his head, his eyes sharp as a knife.

"And raise the flag!"

"Tell the civilians on the island, justice has arrived!!!"

"Yes, sir!!" Tesoro immediately shut up and turned to the sergeant, ordering, "Execute the order!"

The warship's engines roared as it sped toward the burning island of Hatchinos.

……

Hatchinos Island, ruined town

"Hahaha! That's great! That's great!" Bondi Wald stood in the middle of the ruins, laughing wildly and waving his fist.

He wore a short-sleeved captain's uniform and a chipped Viking battle helmet. He was as burly as a bear, with bulging muscles.

Holding a pistol, each bullet was amplified by the power of the Momo-Momo Fruit, easily crushing the entire street into dust.

"Wald, don't get too excited, cough cough..."

Bingjack, perched on his shoulders, coughed weakly twice, but his eyes held a satisfied smile.

"Don't forget our goal; this island is just the beginning."

“I know, brother!” Wald grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

"But the feeling of destroying everything is really addictive!"

Before he could finish speaking, his smile suddenly froze, and his gaze abruptly turned towards the sea.

"What's wrong, Wald?" Bingjack noticed his brother's unusual behavior and asked with a frown.

Wald's expression turned serious, and his Observation Haki clearly detected a highly threatening aura rapidly approaching.

“The navy is here…” he said in a low voice, his fist slowly clenching. “And, it’s a formidable one.”

Bingjack's pupils contracted.

His younger brother has experienced countless battles since he set sail, and he has never shown such an expression, even when facing the encirclement and suppression of a large naval fleet.

"Stronger than Vice Admiral Strawberry from last time?" Bingjack asked in a deep voice.

“They’re not even in the same league.” Wald sneered, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, and ran toward the shore where Gern had landed.

"His presence... excites me! I will destroy everything that stands in my way."

……

On the deck of the warship

As the warships approached Hatchinos Island, the devastation on the island became even clearer to everyone.

Libo's bunny ears were pressed tightly against her head, and her pink eyes reflected the burning town: "Gern...those people..."

On the streets, civilian corpses lay scattered about, some buried under collapsed buildings, others unrecognizable from artillery fire.

The survivors fled in tears, only to be relentlessly hunted down by members of the Wald Pirates.

"Hahaha! Run! Run faster!" The fishman Sebastian grinned maliciously, punching a fleeing civilian and sending him flying, his blood splattering on the ruins.

Sniper Guylam stood on high ground, his long rifle aimed at the crowd, and mockingly pulled the trigger: "Like sheep!"

"Bang!" At the same time as the sniper rifle fired a shot, another pistol shot rang out, accompanied by a heavy thud.

"Momo's 100x Gun".

The bullet's size and speed instantly increased a hundredfold due to the power of the Momo-Momo Fruit.

It transformed into a devastating projectile that pierced through the entire street, heading straight for the Gern warship!

"These beasts..."

Tesoro's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and the gold powder he had prepared from the beginning seeped out from all around the warship, liquefying and forming a giant shield in front of it.

"Bang!" The cannonball was blocked, and the golden shield liquefied and returned to Tesoro.

Standing next to Tesoro, Gern remained calm, but the coldness in his eyes spoke volumes about his current emotions.

“Tesoro, Lipo,” he said calmly.

"exist!"

"You deal with the officers of the Wald Pirates, and the rest of you are responsible for evacuating civilians. Save as many as you can."

“No problem!” Lipo was the first to draw two daggers, twirling them in her hands before finally gripping them in reverse. “Lipo won’t show any mercy!”

"Understood!" Tesoro turned around without hesitation and shouted to the sergeant, "Prepare for landing! Prioritize rescue!"

"Whoosh!" The explosion of the bullet, amplified a hundredfold, hitting the golden shield hadn't even faded when Ribo's figure transformed into a white lightning bolt and plunged off the warship.

Her bunny ears stood erect in the wind, and her pink eyes were fixed on the arrogant figure carrying a sniper rifle high above the ruins.

“Gairam, is it?” Her twin daggers gleamed coldly in the sunlight. “Here’s your bullet back!”

"Huh?" Guyram had just finished reloading his ammunition when he suddenly felt a chill on the top of his head.

He looked up abruptly, his pupils shrinking.

A furry girl, imbued with static electricity, descended from the sky with moonwalking movements, her two carrot daggers crossed in a cross shape, aimed straight for his throat!

"Shave - Rabbit Tooth Cross Slash!"

"Clang!!" At the critical moment, a long sword blocked the dagger in mid-air.

Naiqin, a cigarette dangling from her lips, her long black hair flying wildly in the blast wave, said, "Hey, sneak attacks aren't a good habit, little navy rabbit."

Libo used the momentum to flip back and land, twirling the dagger in her palm with a beautiful flourish: "When you were slaughtering civilians, why didn't you call it a sneak attack?"

"Sorry." Naiqin exhaled her cigarette, the blade gleaming coldly. "The strong prey on the weak; that's the rule of the new world."

“Then Lipo’s rule is…” Lipo’s leg muscles instantly swelled, and the ground cracked under the reaction force.

"I will kill you all."

"Bang!" The ground where she had been standing exploded with spiderweb-like cracks, and her figure rushed towards Naiqin like a cannonball.

The two daggers, imbued with Armament Haki, clashed with the longsword, creating dazzling sparks, and each strike unleashed a violent shockwave.

......

Meanwhile, Tezzolo's golden waves were sweeping across half the street.

The liquid metal, like a living torrent, forcibly separated the burning ruins, creating a path for fleeing civilians.

"Everyone run to the beach! The warships are there to meet you!" he shouted to the crowd, his gold gloves gleaming in the sunlight.

"Want to be a savior?" A chilling voice came from behind.

"Fishman Karate - Sky Wave!"

Tesoro suddenly turned to the side, and a shockwave from Fishman Karate grazed his cheek, blasting a ten-meter-diameter hole in the golden barrier.

Sebastian emerged from the smoke and dust, his blue skin covered in hideous scars: "Golden Boy, your opponent is me."

“You’re much weaker than Tiger.” Tesoro narrowed his eyes, liquid gold swirling around him.

"Perfect timing, I also need a punching bag to test my new moves."

"Arrogant!" Sebastian exerted force with both legs, causing the ground to collapse, and his fist, carrying a high-pressure water jet, aimed straight at Tesoro's face: "Fishman Karate - Samewa Straight Fist!"

Tesoro neither dodged nor evaded, his entire body covered in gold, and at the same time his right arm was instantly wrapped in gold into a giant warhammer, meeting the attack head-on!

"Golden Battering Hammer!!!"

Ribo and Tesoro jumped off the warship and engaged in combat with the officers of the World Pirates.

Guern's gaze returned to the center of town, where Wald was grinning and holding a pistol, staring at him from afar.

"You all need to work hard!" Gern slowly drew his black sword, Eight Desolations. The grayish-white bandages crumbled inch by inch, revealing the jet-black blade.

"As for that 'world destroyer'..."

"I'll handle this." Before the words were even finished, Gern's figure vanished!

"boom!!!"

The next second, the ground of the entire island trembled violently, and a huge crack stretched from the coastline all the way to the center of the town, as if the earth had been forcibly torn apart!

(Similar to the Z-shaped movement Garp made on Beehive Island)

"So fast! Is this speed achievable through physical techniques?" Wald's pupils shrank, and he leaped up, causing the ground he was standing on to collapse in the shockwave!

"But, well done!" He landed with a maniacal laugh, his fist radiating a strange energy fluctuation, "Momo - Multiplication - 100x Giant Fist!"

Armament Haki-infused fist instantly expanded a hundredfold under the power of the Momo-Momo Fruit, transforming into a gigantic fist the size of a small, dark mountain, which slammed down fiercely towards Gern!

Gern coldly raised his eyes, and unleashed a horizontal slash with his black blade, Eight Desolations.

"Boom!!!" The two destructive forces collided, and the shockwave swept across the entire island, tearing the clouds in the sky apart!

Chapter 170 Momo Fruit

The central square of Hatchinos Island has now been reduced to a scorched wasteland.

"What a terrifying fruit!" Gern's black sword, Eight Desolations, pointed diagonally at the ground.

The blade was wrapped in pale particles vibrating at high frequencies, and even the slightest tremor caused the surrounding air to hum uncontrollably.

His military boots pounded on the cracked ground; with each step, the loose stones would mysteriously hover for a moment before falling.

"Others work hard for half their lives or their whole lives, and all you say is 'Mo Mo'!"

"Navy." Wald cracked his neck, and the energy of the Momo-Momo Fruit formed a faint halo around his fist.

"How about a hundred times the power? If you can only barely parry, how many punches can you withstand from me?"

“Then let’s give it a try.” Gern turned his knife and suddenly lowered his body.

"Bang!!!" The ground where the two had been standing exploded with spiderweb-like cracks at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, the two figures collided violently in the center of the island!

"Momo - Hundredfold Giant Fist!" Wald's right arm instantly expanded with the power of his Devil Fruit, his fist transforming into a terrifying behemoth the size of a small mountain, crashing down with the force to crush mountains.

The force of the punch compressed the air, creating a visible cone-shaped shockwave that created a crater twenty meters in diameter even before it touched the ground.

Gern's pupils contracted slightly, and with a "clang," the black sword, Eight Desolations, covered in Armament Haki, slashed upwards.

"Heavenly Tremor - Tremor Fang!" The moment the blade made contact with the giant fist, time seemed to stand still.

"Buzz!" First came an eerie silence, then a deafening rumble!

Centered on the point of impact, the ground within a radius of 100 meters churned and rose like ocean waves!

The energy storm generated by the clash between the pale shockwave and the impact force a hundredfold amplified instantly vaporized the remaining building debris around them.

Even naval soldiers watching from over 100 meters away were still thrown away by the shockwave.

"Cough!" Wald suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staring incredulously at his fist, which had returned to its original size.