A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

She couldn't even get close to anyone; the mere aura emanating from them made her feel breathless and her body as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

As she watched her companions fall one by one, and saw those figures that seemed like a natural disaster, her resolute heart, filled with justice and honor, cracked for the first time.

Is this... world-class power?

Is this... the evil that Professor Zephyr spoke of that we must defeat?

This isn't an exam question; this is execution.

As for the executioner, Rocks did only one thing from beginning to end.

He stood at the highest point of the mountain, arms crossed, a mocking smile on his face, quietly enjoying the drama he himself had directed, a drama called despair.

He doesn't need to take action.

His very existence was the greatest form of mental torture for these young naval personnel.

His terrifying Conqueror's Haki, as awe-inspiring as an abyss, enveloped the entire mountaintop, like an invisible mountain pressing down on everyone's soul, making it difficult for them to even have the thought of resistance.

The atmosphere in the command center was eerily silent.

Zefa's weathered face was contorted with anger and horror. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his steely arms trembled slightly.

On the screen, his most prized students, the elites who had emerged from hellish trials, were now like lambs to the slaughter, being wantonly ravaged by a group of real monsters.

His meticulously planned graduation ceremony became the biggest joke in the world.

And he himself was the most foolish clown who personally handed the butcher's knife to the executioner.

"Teacher Zefa..."

Momousagi's voice trembled slightly as she watched the horrific scene on the screen, her eyes filled with unbearable pain and fear.

"Make them retreat! If this continues, they'll be wiped out!"

"retreat?"

Zefa suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey.

"Retreat is not in the Navy's dictionary! Faced with evil, we have no choice but to fight to the death!"

Even so, his heart was bleeding.

These people are his future hope, the pillars of the navy!

"All troops, attack! All troops, attack!"

Zephyr's roar was broadcast to every corner of G-2 base.

"All combat personnel, proceed immediately to the Summit of Glory! Repeat, this is not a drill! Provide support at top speed! Stop them at all costs!"

Rumble…

The entire G-2 fortress seemed like a steel behemoth awakened, instantly coming into operation.

Countless battle-hardened naval officers and lieutenants poured out of their various camps, rushing madly toward the pinnacle of glory.

Above, dozens of patrol airships also took off urgently, their dark cannons aimed at the mountaintop that had now become a living hell.

The battle on the mountaintop is nearing its end.

Apart from Laurene and a few others who were still struggling with their indomitable will, the rest of the naval elites had long since lost their fighting ability, groaning on the ground, their eyes filled with only numbness and fear.

As Lockes looked down at the naval forces surging like a tide below, and then at the airships circling in the sky, his smile grew increasingly cruel.

"Oh? Is the main course finally coming?"

He cracked his neck, making a series of snapping sounds, and then slowly raised his right hand.

"However, the table must be cleaned before we start eating."

He lightly snapped his fingers at the last few remaining naval elites who were still standing.

"Heavenly might".

An invisible, irresistible repulsive force erupted from the center of Lockes!

Laurene and the others felt an overwhelming force strike them, and their bodies flew backward like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily to the ground and losing consciousness completely.

After doing all this, Locke turned his gaze down the mountain, his deep eyes filled with a darkness and arrogance that could devour everything.

He opened his arms as if to embrace the whole world, his voice as loud as a bell, resounding through the sky.

"Zeffa! And all your lovely subordinates!"

"Come on! Let me see just how fragile your so-called justice really is!"

The moment the words were spoken, the first batch of naval support troops had already rushed to the top of the mountain.

They were greeted by the bloodthirsty and excited eyes of the entire Rocks Pirates.

A true feast for the senses is only just beginning.

Chapter 59 Rocks VS Zephyr

When the elite troops of the G-2 branch surged up to the summit of glory like a tidal wave, what they saw was a sight they would never forget.

The mountaintop was a scene of devastation, littered with the remains of their proud colleagues. Those geniuses who had passed the Hell's Kitchen trials lay like rag dolls in pools of blood, their fates unknown.

The culprits who caused all this stood in the center of the ruins, emanating a terrifying aura that was almost tangible and suffocating.

They didn't even rush to make a move; instead, they looked at these new ingredients with the same mocking gaze one would give to prey.

Shadow Sword Enke was the first to rush to the front. When he saw Laurene lying in a pool of blood, his usually sharp eyes instantly turned blood red.

"You bastards!"

He roared, and the rapier in his hand transformed into a silver streak of light, moving with extreme speed, directly piercing Wang Zhi, who was closest to him.

Wang Zhi remained in that half-drunk, half-awake state. He didn't even look at Enke, but lazily raised the gourd in his hand and gently tapped it against the sword light.

clang!

A crisp, metallic sound, which shouldn't have come from the gourd.

Enke's sword tip, sharp enough to pierce steel plates, seemed to strike an unshakeable mountain the moment it touched the gourd.

A strange, spiraling force emanated from the gourd, completely neutralizing his sword strike and even causing his body to stumble to the side involuntarily.

"Too hasty, young man."

Wang Zhi let out a hiccup and glanced at him with bleary, drunken eyes.

"Too much aggression will affect the taste of the wine."

Enke was terrified; he had never encountered such a bizarre opponent.

The opponent appeared to have many flaws, but in reality, they were a unified whole, like an unsolvable vortex that could neutralize all his sharp attacks.

Just as he was preparing to regroup, a deafening roar descended from the sky.

"Get out of my way!"

Zefa has arrived.

His massive body, like a black meteorite, fell from the sky and crashed into the middle of the Rocks Pirates and the Marines, creating a huge spiderweb-like crater in the hard volcanic rock ground.

He wasn't wearing the cloak of justice that symbolized glory; his upper body was bare, and his bronze skin was covered with crisscrossing scars, exuding an explosive sense of power.

"Locks!"

Zefa's voice was hoarse with extreme anger. He stared intently at the culprit, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"You deserve to die!"

"Hahaha! Whether I deserve to die or not is not up to you to decide."

Lox crossed his arms and looked down at him, his smile full of provocation.

"But you, you personally let us, this pack of hungry wolves, into your sheepfold. How does it feel now? Isn't it exciting?"

"Cut the nonsense!"

Zefa roared and said no more.

He stomped his foot hard, and like an out-of-control chariot, he charged straight toward Lockes.

The fist whistled sharply in mid-air, slamming into Rocks' face with tremendous force!

This strike was a pure condensation of power and rage, enough to smash a small mountain to pieces!

Faced with this earth-shattering blow, the smile on Lox's face finally faded, replaced by the excitement of meeting a worthy opponent.

"Well done!"

He also took a step forward, and his right fist was instantly wrapped with pitch-black gravity and domineering black and red lightning. Without dodging or avoiding, he threw a punch to meet the attack head-on!

Boom!

The collision of fist and arm produced a roar more terrifying than ever before.

A visible circular shockwave spread wildly from the two of them, sending everyone around, including both marines and pirates, flying.

The summit of glory beneath our feet groaned under the weight of this force, the mountain trembled violently, and countless rocks tumbled down.

Lox and Zephyr both took three steps back, the ground beneath their feet cracking inch by inch.

It was a close contest!

"interesting."

Rocks shook his slightly numb fist, his eyes burning.

"As expected of a naval admiral, his brute strength is not bad."

Zefa's heart was in turmoil.

He used 80% of his strength in that punch; even the then-Marshal Steelbone Kong wouldn't dare to take it head-on like that.

And this man in front of him actually managed to fight him to a standstill with just his bare fists!

What is this guy's body made of?!

"Attack together! Take them down!"

With a sharp cry, Momousagi, wielding the famous sword Kinpira, attacked Newgate and Linlin from the left and right, respectively, alongside Enke.

The other naval officers also found their opponents, and an unprecedented melee broke out at the pinnacle of glory.

Faced with Momousagi's fierce slash, Newgate simply laughed and casually swung his naginata, creating an invisible shockwave that completely disrupted Momousagi's sword strike.

"Gulalalalala, little girl, your swordsmanship is not bad, but you are a little weak."

On the other side, Lingling was excitedly fighting with several naval vice admirals.

"Emperor's Sword - Blade Breaker!"

The massive flaming blade swept out, forcing several lieutenant generals to scramble and dodge.

"Hahaha! You guys are much tougher than those little snacks from before!"

The entire Glory Summit has been completely transformed into a battlefield where gods fight.

A powerful aura and sword energy crisscrossed the air, accompanied by continuous explosions and roars.

However, just as everyone's attention was drawn to this earth-shattering battle, Renn's figure silently disappeared from the edge of the battlefield.

Like a ghost out of place in this chaos, he walked with calm steps toward a certain direction down the mountain.

His target was not the battle, but the backstage of this grand event—the power core area of ​​G-2 base.

During a lull in his battle with Zephyr, Lox glanced out of the corner of his eye at the direction Rein had gone, a fleeting smile playing on his lips.

The real show is just getting started.

Zephyr also noticed Lox's distraction, and he roared, unleashing even greater power.

"You dare to be distracted while fighting me! Die!"

"Tianwei!"

Instead of retreating, Lox advanced, unleashing a powerful repulsive force that pushed Zephyr back dozens of meters, creating a brief opening for himself.

He gave instructions to his crew using a code that only they could understand.

"Dinner's ready, don't let the main course get cold."