One Piece: I Weave the Pirate Codex with My Zanpakuto

"Why bother? Isn't it better to live one day at a time? As long as you're alive, you have a chance. Once you're dead, you have nothing left."

"Lord Mailin,"

Suddenly, the soldier who was closest to them stepped forward.

"We heard about Super Soldier One from the Eleven Ministers. Should we go and provide support?"

Merlin waved his hand: "Don't ask me, can't you see I'm smoking and can't see anything? By the way, keep your voice down, don't attract my attention."

As if receiving a signal, the soldier stepped aside and raised his hands.

"Ready! Fire!"

"Smash that wall for me!!"

Rumble---!!

The wall collapsed, and Merlin didn't dodge the incoming rubble; blood flowed from the gash on his forehead.

"Charge! Don't let a true warrior fight alone!"

"As the Eleventh Lord said, scum have their way of living, and soldiers have their way of dying."

Lance, who was being besieged, looked bewildered as one armored soldier after another ran past him.

"No matter how harsh the environment of this land is, it will not allow a real man to charge forward alone. Don't underestimate our backbone."

The soldier who had spoken to Merlin earlier walked up to Lance, holding a hand cannon in his arms.

"you……"

"As you said, we were all like stray dogs, but things are different now."

boom--!!

The shell flew out of the cannon and exploded in the crowd in the distance.

"The Eleventh Lord said that he has the ticket to the ideal land, a true ideal land."

“We are beyond redemption, but…”

The soldier raised his hand cannon to block the enemy's incoming blade.

He then discarded his broken weapon and drew his katana from his waist to fight the enemy.

“Our children are not beyond redemption. We are already bound to hell and destined to die a terrible death, but before we die, we must at least redeem those immature little devils.”

With a swift and decisive double slash, the soldier killed the enemy in front of him, then took off his helmet, revealing his unremarkable round face.

"Live well, Super Soldier Number One."

Lance instinctively took the money bag handed to him.

“My name is Kyle. I live in Rose Village outside Wolfburg. The little brat is only 3 years old. If I die, send this bag of money over there.”

"Remember to tell him that his father did not die at the feet of nobles, but died on the battlefield like a true man!"

"Brothers!!!"

Kyle stepped over the corpses and charged ahead of them.

"This won't be our last battle, but it will definitely be our most exhilarating one!"

"I'm Super Soldier Number Two!!"

"Then I'm Super Soldier Number Three!"

"I'm number four!"

"Number Five!!"

Kyle plunged the blade into the enemy's heart, his face contorted in rage.

"You little brats tamed by nobles, your masters are murderers who ran away from the battlefield!"

"I've had my eye on you pampered women for a long time."

"Eating the best food, drinking the best wine, enjoying the best women! Yet doing things that are not what men should do!"

"You...cough!!"

As the blade twisted, more and more blood gushed from the enemy's mouth and wounds. Lance, whose face was covered in blood, drew his sword and jumped onto the fountain.

"Brothers, the nobles are using their power and money to force us to kneel!"

"Now!! Lord Barrett has given us hope to stand up!"

"Kill these sons of bitches of nobles!!"

"Today is destined to be the day of reckoning; no one will escape this hell!"

"These scum deserve to fall into the lava of hell with us!"

"Leave no one alive, from top to bottom!!!"

"Kill them all!"

bite--!

Kyle, who was roaring passionately, froze, his pupils reflecting Lance slowly falling as he slashed away the bullets.

"I'm the number one ranked super soldier, I should be at the forefront."

Beneath the mask, Lance's lips curled into a slight smile.

It seems he's found his place—this hell.

Zhenfei picked up the blood from the katana, and Lance assumed a charging stance, only this time holding a weapon in his hand.

"Guys, if we survive this time..."

"Let us smash our way through hell and show those blood-drinking demons the terror of us murderers."

"Hellish music..."

Kyle instinctively widened his eyes, staring at the surging, dazzling blade light before him.

Lance suddenly swung his knife!

The blade suddenly burst into flames as it rubbed against the air.

These fiery waves, swirling around the flying strikes, formed a constantly rolling chariot that charged towards the enemy camp.

"Rolling Flame!"

……

Meanwhile, deep in the forest.

Most of the dense cat-paw bamboo forest has been cut down, revealing a special courtyard hidden in the dark shadows.

"Found him, Lord Wesley!"

The pale-faced youth stopped fanning himself and held the fan in his right hand in front of his lips.

"Let's go inside and take a look. I want to see what those brats that Lance has gone to so much trouble to protect look like."

"By the way, did you bring Dreamland?"

The head guard, who was just about to give the order to charge, nodded.

A sinister glint flashed in Wesley Knight's eyes.

"That's good. Feed those little devils something good later and then leave immediately. The ship sent by the God of Fortune is anchored in the bay to the north."

"As long as Dreamland exists, I can make a comeback no matter where I go."

The soldiers charged amidst low, manic laughter.

"Sorry, we don't accept rotten orphans who reek of decay."

boom--!!

The courtyard gate shattered, and several soldiers who had just rushed in were sent flying backward, their bodies charred black.

Barrett stepped out of the courtyard through the shattered door, his face also adorned with a demon mask.

"Super soldier~ What number was it again... Tsk, those hot-blooded idiots have already lined up to over a thousand."

"You must be Wesley Knight."

"I am Super Soldier Zero, today~"

A lightning-fast dash.

Wesley Knight's breath caught in his throat, his pupils, now as small as pinpoints, reflected the enemy unleashing a torrent of blood.

"No one is allowed to leave this island."

Chapter 139 Power and Slaves, Slaves and Power

Wesley Knight fell to the ground, his delicate skin cut open by bamboo shards.

But he had no interest in paying attention at the moment.

Using both legs and arms, he propelled his body away from the unkillable monster.

"Money! Women! I can give you anything!"

Wesley Knight's already fair and handsome face was now as pale as paper.

Three minutes!

The enemy wiped out his best soldiers in just three minutes!

This is something no human could do!

Barrett flung away the soldier whose chest he had pierced, his indifferent gaze locking onto the last survivor.

Walk slowly forward.

He stopped in front of Wesley Knight, who was retching from fear.

Do you want to live?

A look of wild joy flashed in Wesley Knight's eyes.

But soon, this ecstasy turned into despair.

"Eat them all, and if you survive, I'll let you go."

Looking at the several bags of Dreamland so close at hand, Wesley Knight's lips trembled, and the last bit of color drained from his face.

"What's wrong? Isn't this your favorite thing?"

Barrett took two steps back, his face mostly hidden in shadow.

"I'm giving you a chance to make a comeback. Once you finish eating these things, you'll be able to kill me, and then you can go back to the land of endless war."

"Maybe I can even make this place a member state of the World Government. Oh, by the way, I also helped you deal with the Douglas family."

"Kill me, and all the women, wealth, and status will be yours."

Barrett stepped back again as he watched Wesley Knight's trembling hand reach out towards those dreamscapes.

"Yes, that's it. Once you eat them, the world will be yours."

Wesley Knight poured packet after packet of pills into his palm, a sudden glint of madness appearing in his desperate eyes.

Eat it!

Kill them all!

Open your mouth as wide as you can and pour the last remaining dreamland into your mouth!

"Well!!!"

Suddenly, Wesley Knight dropped the unopened plastic packaging and clutched his throat, letting out a painful scream.

The pupils, which were originally human, kept changing, as the first trace of blood flowed into the eye sockets.

Those beautiful, light blue eyes instantly transformed into the vertical pupils of a wild beast.

His muscles were bursting out of his clothes, and his body hair was growing like crazy!

In less than half a minute, his originally handsome and dashing aristocratic image was completely destroyed.