A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

"Gurala la la la... This kind of life isn't bad."

Newgate swirled the liquid in his glass.

"There's food and drink, family noise, and peace and quiet."

"Peace and quiet?"

Lox chuckled, his gaze piercing through the sea of ​​clouds as if he could see the storm further away.

"This is just the calm before the storm. Those old guys in the World Government aren't pushovers who won't fight back when they're beaten."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Newgate glanced at him.

"Waiting for a signal, waiting for... the stage they have carefully prepared for me."

Confidence and arrogance gleamed in Lox's eyes.

"They thought they had set a trap, but little did they know that it was the hunting ground I had longed for."

For the past few days, Raine has been staying in the kitchen, conducting crazy culinary experiments using all sorts of bizarre ingredients from the sky island.

He combined the impact shell, which can generate high-pressure gas, with the boiling cloud to create a wind-shell soup that can burst with powerful impact the moment it enters the mouth. Gatz took a sip, burped, and was sent flying.

He then cooked photosynthetic ferns, which can absorb and store light energy, together with the holy rice from Angel Island, creating a bowl of Dawn Porridge that could slowly heal injuries and replenish life energy.

Raine knew that the upcoming battle would be the ultimate battle that would determine the fate of the ship.

He must push everyone's potential to its limit before that happens.

On this day, a newsbird, in a near-suicidal manner, pierced through the thin air at an altitude of ten thousand meters and dropped a latest newspaper onto the deck.

The front page headline of the newspaper was a piece of news that shocked the whole world.

The World Government announced that, in order to celebrate the birth of a son by a saint of the Celestial Dragons, a descendant of God, a grand blessing ceremony will be held one month from now on an island called God Valley.

Several Celestial Dragon families and high-ranking officials from the World Government will be present at the event.

"Valley of the Gods?"

Looking at the unfamiliar place name and then at the propaganda poster in the newspaper that touted peace and glory, a cruel smile appeared on Locke's face.

"Hahaha! The signal's here!"

Newgate also put down his glass, his expression turning serious.

“It’s too obvious, Lox, this is a trap.”

"I know."

Rocks stood up, his arrogant and domineering aura flashing by.

"But so what? They've gathered the world's fattest prey into a tiny cage, and left the door wide open, as if afraid I wouldn't be able to find it. How could I refuse such an invitation?"

Ryan came out of the kitchen, looked at the newspaper, and sighed softly.

What was supposed to come finally came.

He walked up to Rocks and said calmly, "Captain, are you sure you want to go? According to my analysis, almost all of the Navy Headquarters' mobile forces are gathering in the waters near God Valley, and even... the Roger Pirates, which have been roaming outside, have recently been sailing in a very strange manner."

"Roger?"

Lox raised an eyebrow, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Is that guy going to join the fun too? Perfect! Saves me the trouble of looking for him later!"

"To completely eliminate all threats from the D clan, along with ourselves, on one island—that's definitely a plan those old guys from the Five Elders would come up with."

Lox's smile grew increasingly amused: "Unfortunately, they miscalculated one thing."

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over each of his companions present.

"They thought they were hunters, but they didn't know what kind of monsters they were facing!"

Rocks's bold words instantly ignited everyone's fighting spirit.

"Oh my god! Celestial Dragons! Is their blood sweet?"

"Ooh ooh ooh! Fight! Fight!"

As Ryan watched all this unfold, he knew he could no longer change anything with words.

All he could do was use his cooking on that final stage to add the biggest variable to this battle that was destined to be recorded in history.

"In that case."

Raine raised his head and looked at Lox, his eyes calm but firm.

"Please give me three days before I depart. I need to prepare a farewell banquet for everyone that will make even the gods tremble."

……

Three days later, at the edge of the Sky Island.

An unprecedented, even unparalleled, spectacle unfolded above the sea of ​​clouds.

The dining table is carved from a single, massive piece of island cloud, pure white and supple.

The dining chair is a sofa cloud that Ryan asked Lingling to give a soul to; it will automatically adjust to the most comfortable angle.

The dishes served on the table were nothing short of miraculous.

Each dish embodies Renn's ultimate understanding of the spirit of food; it is the final weapon he has tailored for every companion on the ship in preparation for the upcoming ultimate battle.

The first dish was prepared for Gatz.

It was a huge, sizzling, bone-in tomahawk steak from the giant rhinoceros of the Cloud Peak.

The giant rhinoceros is the king of the Sky Island, possessing immense strength, while Raine infused his cooking with a pure, rage-filled spirit born solely for destruction.

As Gatz took a bite, he felt an explosive force erupt within him, and he couldn't help but let out a roar that sounded inhuman.

His muscles swelled and knotted at a visible speed, and dark red, magma-like patterns even appeared on his skin.

He felt like he could punch right through the entire floating island.

The second course was prepared for Silver.

It was a bowl of fish soup from a tranquil lake with crystal-clear water.

Lake water itself has a calming effect, and Rennes infused it with the spirit of tranquility.

Silver took a sip and felt as if his soul had been detached from his body and merged with the wind, the clouds, and the light around him.

He closed his eyes, and the whole world appeared in his mind in a completely new form, composed of countless lines and trajectories.

His presence had completely vanished; he stood there, yet it was as if he did not exist in this world.

Chapter 88 Valley of the Gods

The third course was prepared for Dorum.

A seemingly ordinary cookie, made from powdered iron ore from the Sky Island, mixed with God's Rice, yet containing the soul of resilience.

Dorum took a bite, and with a crunch, he felt his teeth almost break, but then a thick energy flowed through his body.

He tapped his chest, and it produced a metallic clanging sound. He felt as if he were now the second keel of the Azure Dragon.

The fourth course was prepared for Charlotte Linlin.

A giant cake made from thousands of rainbow fruits unique to the Sky Islands, each containing different emotional energies.

Renn infused it with the spirit of balance.

After eating it, Lingling did not fall into the usual frenzy for a single delicious food. Instead, she felt that her complicated and chaotic soul power was being organized by a gentle force.

The Prometheus and Zeus above her head were no longer simply flames and lightning, but faintly transformed into the forms of armor and weapons, their power becoming more concentrated and controllable.

The fifth course was prepared for Newgate.

It was a bowl of thick soup simmered with the roots of the Tree of Life from the Sky Island legend. The soup was as rich and mellow as jade, and contained the soul of protection.

After drinking it, Newgate felt that the power of his Tremor-Tremor Fruit was no longer just about destruction, but also had a touch of resilience.

He could feel that while shattering everything, he could use the power of the vibrations to build an insurmountable protective barrier for his family behind him.

Finally, it was prepared for Lox.

That was a glass of wine.

A glass of wine, brewed with the marrow of a thousand-year-old cloud and a drop of blood from Renn, presenting a deep black-red color.

What it contains is Renn's most direct understanding of the man, Lox – the soul of a conqueror.

Rocks downed the wine in one gulp.

In that instant, he felt that his Conqueror's Haki was no longer just a simple pressure, but had transformed into an absolute domain that could devour and distort everything.

Within his domain, he is king, he is the law!

This grand event allowed every member of the Rocks Pirates to undergo a transformative and ultimate metamorphosis.

Looking at the satisfied crowd, and then at his own rapidly increasing experience bar due to cooking several top-tier dishes imbued with the spirit of food, and his dwindling cooking points, a slight smile appeared on his calm face.

He has done everything he could.

The rest is up to fate.

"Hahaha! That's great! That's so satisfying!"

As Lox felt the unprecedented power within him, a power that seemed to control everything, he let out a wild, arrogant laugh.

"My men! You've eaten and drunk your fill!"

His gaze swept over each crew member, whose aura was surging and whose fighting spirit was boiling, and his voice was as loud as a bell.

"start sailing!"

"Our next target—God Valley!"

"Oh oh oh!"

Amidst deafening cheers, the newly repaired Azure Dragon let out a resounding dragon roar, and like a black meteor, it plunged headlong into that destined place that would be recorded in history from the sea of ​​clouds ten thousand meters above the ground.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the distant New World, on a pirate ship crafted from the golden tree Adam, its figurehead a grinning lion.

A man wearing a straw hat and with an extremely confident smile on his face was looking at a secret invitation from the World Government in his hand. He said to the blond, bespectacled man next to him, "Rayleigh, it seems we have no choice but to go."

"Roger, are you sure? This is clearly a conspiracy by the World Government."

"Hahaha! So what? I can smell it. There's the strongest liquor there, and... an opponent I must surpass!"

In Gol D. Roger's eyes burned a flame of freedom that was no less powerful than that of Rocks.

A massive storm, encompassing the world's most elite forces, is about to collide violently on the island known as God Valley.

……

Valley of the Gods.

An island located deep in the New World, usually unknown and not even marked on most nautical charts.

Today, however, this island has become the focus of the world.

The island boasts beautiful scenery, lush greenery, and a wide plain in the center, with rolling mountains in the distance, making it look like a secluded paradise.

But beneath this tranquility, undercurrents were surging, and the air was thick with a sense of impending doom.

The island's port had long been completely blockaded by a massive naval fleet.

Dozens of warships formed an impenetrable wall of steel, completely surrounding the island.

The decks of every warship were filled with heavily armed elite naval personnel, their dark cannons pointing outwards as if awaiting the arrival of some terrifying behemoth.

Monkey D. Garp was standing at the bow of the flagship, crunching away on a senbei (rice cracker).

He was only wearing a simple white vest, but his eyes, which occasionally flashed with a sharp light, contained a terrifying power that could make the sea tremble.

"Garp, are we really going to team up with that Roger? He's a pirate!"

The strategist Zhan Guo stood beside him, his face showing a mixture of confusion and seriousness.

"Hahaha! What can you do? It's the Warring States period."

Karp stuffed the last senbei into his mouth and patted the crumbs off his hands.