A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

Gatz paused, scratched his head, and asked uncertainly, "Captain, is he talking to us? Does he want to buy us drinks?"

"No, he's provoking us."

Lox's lips slowly curled into a predatory smile, the kind of smile a hunter gives when he sees his prey.

He could clearly sense that beneath the other party's seemingly generous invitation lay an equally arrogant fighting spirit, a desire to compete with the strong.

This is the mutual attraction between those of the same kind, and also the fateful encounter between kings.

“Gol D. Roger…”

Rocks murmured the name, his eyes burning with a fierce flame.

He stepped forward and replied in an equally loud voice, "We can drink, but we have to win the fight first!"

"Hahaha! That's interesting! I like straightforward people like you!"

The man on Roger's ship burst into laughter again. He downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, then casually tossed the huge glass behind him. A blond man with long hair and glasses caught it steadily.

"Roger, don't start trouble right away."

The blond man adjusted his glasses with a sigh. His demeanor was calm yet sharp, like a renowned sword hidden in its sheath.

“This isn’t causing trouble, Rayleigh.”

Roger grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, his gaze fixed on Rocks aboard the Azure Dragon, his eyes filled with undisguised excitement and anticipation.

"This is the ocean's guidance! It brought us together here so we could have a proper fight!"

"Gu la la la la..."

Newgate laughed as well. He gently slammed the naginata in his hand onto the deck, and an invisible shockwave spread out, dispersing some of the surrounding thick fog.

"You're just my type."

Two pirate ships, representing the pinnacle of future maritime power, unexpectedly met in this eerie, foggy sea, and within a few words, ignited a war that would shock the world.

There was no excessive pre-battle mobilization, nor any complex tactical arrangements.

For powerful individuals of their caliber, the reason for fighting is often simple and pure—you look strong, and I want to fight you.

"Young ones!"

Rocks and Roger's voices rang out almost simultaneously.

"Ready to fight!"

"There's a party!"

Chapter 77 Rocks Pirates VS Roger Pirates

Completely different commands, yet they represent the same meaning.

Upon hearing the word "banquet," the Roger Pirates crew members showed no sign of relaxation. Instead, their eyes lit up, they grabbed their weapons, and an astonishing fighting spirit erupted from their bodies.

For them, battles against the strong are the ultimate feast.

On the Azure Dragon, Gatz was the first to roar excitedly, "Oh! Finally, I can stretch my muscles!"

He hoisted the giant anchor, and his massive body leaped directly off the Azure Dragon, crashing into Roger's pirate ship like a meteorite.

"Hahaha! You're the one with the axe! You look pretty strong! Be my opponent!"

On Roger's ship, a man of similar height, wielding two axes, came up laughing. He was none other than Spark Jabba, the future legendary shipwright, one of Tom's apprentices, and Roger's right-hand man.

Two powerful warriors collided violently in mid-air, producing a dull thud.

Charlotte Linlin, seeing a fight breaking out, perked up. She licked her lips and commanded Prometheus and Zeus, like a calamity descending upon the mortal realm, to charge toward Roger's ship.

"Hahaha! Your boat looks delicious!"

Silver's figure once again disappeared into the shadows, like a grim reaper lurking on the edge of the battlefield, searching for the perfect moment to assassinate.

His target was the blond man with glasses, from whom he sensed a restrained yet deadly threat that was in no way inferior to his own.

An unprecedented battle erupted in this foggy sea area.

At the heart of this chaotic battle were naturally the two captains.

Neither Rocks nor Roger rushed to make a move. They simply faced each other across the sea, dozens of meters apart, their two equally domineering wills clashing fiercely in the air.

It's sizzling!It's sizzling!

Black and red lightning bolts continuously erupted between the two, a clash of Conqueror's Haki.

The surrounding thick fog was completely torn apart, and waves rose on the sea even though there was no wind, as if even heaven and earth were trembling for the duel between these two kings.

"Your domineering presence is quite impressive."

Roger's smile remained as bright as ever, but his eyes had become incredibly sharp.

"Yours is the same."

A cruel smile curled at the corner of Lox's lips: "However, it will soon submit to me."

Before he could finish speaking, Lox vanished instantly.

The gravitational field beneath his feet erupted, and he became like a black cannonball, tearing through the air as he punched Roger in the face.

"Black hole!"

Faced with a punch that could devour light, Roger not only did not dodge, but instead burst into laughter.

"Well done!"

He drew the sword from his waist; it was a seemingly ordinary Western sword, yet it possessed an unparalleled sharpness.

Without using any fancy moves, he simply wrapped the sword with the ultimate Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki and slashed forward.

"God avoids!"

Fist and sword collided with a deafening roar in mid-air.

In that instant, it was as if all the sounds of the world had been sucked away.

What followed was an explosion that defies description!

Centered on the two individuals, a visible circular shockwave spread wildly outwards, forcefully creating a massive crater over a kilometer in diameter on the sea surface.

The two massive pirate ships were propelled backward hundreds of meters by the terrifying aftershocks, forcing the chaotic battle on board to temporarily cease.

Dorum clung tightly to the helm, watching the ship groan and groan again from the impact. His face drained of color, and he uttered a desperate wail: "Again! Again! My Azure Dragon! It was just repaired!"

On another ship, the bespectacled blond man—the future Hades Silvers Rayleigh—stood steadily at the bow, using his body and sword energy to block most of the shockwaves and protect the crew behind him, but his face also showed an unprecedented solemnity.

He gazed at the two demon-like figures in the distance and muttered to himself, "The will of D... has it clashed once again? This era is truly about to be completely overturned by these monsters."

The smoke has cleared.

Rocks and Roger appeared in mid-air at the same time, and the two were evenly matched.

A faint white mark was left on Rocks' fist, and Roger's blade trembled slightly.

"Hahaha! That was great! That was so much fun!"

Roger's laughter was filled with unbridled joy.

"You're much more troublesome than a Navy Admiral!"

"the same as you."

Lox shook his hand, his eyes becoming even more excited: "However, the warm-up is over!"

The two once again transformed into two blurry afterimages, engaging in the most primal and fierce battle on the vast sea.

Just then, an extremely untimely voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears through the Azure Dragon's broadcast system.

"Captain, Lord Newgate, Miss Lingling, everyone."

It was Ryan's voice, as calm as if he were taking a walk in his own backyard.

"Dinner time is approaching. Today's dishes are Deep Sea Dragon King Fish Head Hot Pot and Golden Ratio Grilled Pork Ribs. Please finish your meal within ten minutes, come back to wash your hands and eat. Latecomers will not be waited for."

Raine's voice was clearly broadcast throughout the entire battlefield, and his calm, so out of place with the devastating scene around him, caused everyone in the midst of the fierce battle to freeze for a moment.

Gatz, who was engaged in a primal power clash with Jabba using anchors and double axes, noticeably slowed down a beat upon hearing the words "roasted ribs," and his stomach rumbled involuntarily.

"Hahaha! You're distracted!"

Jabba seized the opportunity and knocked Gatz back several steps with a single axe blow, but he was also panting heavily from the force of the blow.

Meanwhile, Lingling, commanding Zeus and Prometheus, was engaged in a fierce battle with several officers on Roger's ship.

Upon hearing the signal to start the meal, her enormous eyes lit up instantly, her fighting spirit immediately replaced by her appetite.

"Dinner's ready! Dinner's ready!"

With a cheer, she abandoned her opponent and turned to fly towards the Azure Dragon, leaving the Roger Pirates looking completely bewildered.

At the very heart of the battlefield, the duel between Rocks and Roger was subtly altered by this sudden broadcast.

"Hey, Rocks!"

Roger forced Rocks back with a single sword strike, a mocking smile on his face: "Your ship's cook is quite an interesting fellow. He's in the middle of a fight and he's already urging us to go home for dinner. I've never seen anything like it before!"

"Hmph, that's because you haven't tasted his cooking."

Lockes snorted coldly, but his offensive did not diminish in the slightest.

"Once I beat you to a pulp, I'll take you back and have my victory feast."

"Not always!"

The two clashed again, but the atmosphere was no longer as tense as before; instead, it was more like a relaxed exchange between old friends.

Chapter 78

On another battlefield, the clash between Newgate and Ridley was equally exciting.

Rayleigh's swordsmanship was lightning fast and exquisite. Every strike was aimed at Newgate's vitals, yet Newgate always managed to deflect them with effortless ease using his massive naginata.

Newgate did not use the devastating power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, but instead relied solely on physical skills and Haki to contend with Rayleigh.

He could sense that the man's swordsmanship had reached an extremely high level, making him the best whetstone.

"Your sword is quite good."

Newgate knocked Rayleigh away with a single blow and laughed loudly.

"Your domineering aura is the same."

Rayleigh sheathed his sword and stood there, his aura calm: "However, it seems your dinner time has truly arrived."

He could sense that the opponent's fighting spirit was waning.

Just then, an indescribable, domineering aroma, a blend of the ultimate meaty fragrance and the deep-sea seafood, wafted from the kitchen chimney of the Azure Dragon.

The fragrance seemed to have a life of its own, ignoring the sea breeze and precisely penetrating the nostrils of everyone on the battlefield.

Just as Gatz was preparing to continue the fight, he smelled this scent and dropped the anchor in his hand onto the deck with a clatter.

Even Rocks and Roger, who were engaged in fierce combat, involuntarily slowed down their movements.

"Gulu..."

Roger's Adam's apple bobbed, and he looked at Rocks with a strange expression: "Hey, Rocks, your cooking...smells pretty good."

A smug smile appeared on Lockes' face. He withdrew his fist, crossed his arms, and said condescendingly, "Now you know why I said you were ignorant, right?"

This battle, which should have been a fight to the death, took a dramatic turn because of the taste of a dinner.

"Hahaha! I'm not fighting anymore! I'm not fighting anymore!"

Roger suddenly sheathed his sword and burst into laughter.

He pointed at Lockes, his face revealing undisguised frankness and generosity: "It's a draw today! If we kept fighting, the drinks on my ship would be shattered by your sheer domineering presence! Besides... the smell from your kitchen is making me hungry!"

This decision stunned everyone.

"Roger!"

Rayleigh called out somewhat helplessly.

"What are you afraid of!"