Revolutionary Army Base
Dragon's brow furrowed tightly.
He knew Bullet—from back when Dragon was still in the Marines.
But the power Bullet was displaying now was clearly far beyond what he had back then.
What the hell happened to him in prison?
*BANG!*
[Desk HP -1]
Sabo couldn't hold back and slammed his fist on the office desk in front of him.
Just a little more...
Just a little more, and they could've stopped him!
Damn it!
Sabo's eyes were bloodshot, his expression practically screaming that he wanted to tear Vir apart limb from limb.
Now, this guy who had appeared out of nowhere was single-handedly suppressing two Admiral-level fighters.
And now, the situation was clear.
That bastard was safe.
He could do whatever he wanted now, could freely toy with Ace's body right in front of them.
No matter how he looked at it, Sabo couldn't accept this!
Seeing Luffy's expectant face on the screen only made Sabo even more furious.
'Idiot!'
'You damn idiot!'
'Stop him!'
'Don't let him trick you!'
'That's your brother lying there! How can you just stand by and let someone desecrate his body like this?!'
*BANG!*
Sabo couldn't resist slamming the desk again.
Koala quickly stepped in to calm him down.
"Easy, easy, Sabo! What if... that guy really can bring him back?"
The moment she said it, Sabo shot her a strange look.
Koala immediately averted her gaze.
"...Never mind. Forget I said anything."
Even she didn't believe her own words, so how could she expect them to comfort Sabo?
Right then—
After fiddling with some strange gadget in his hands for what felt like forever, Vir finally moved.
As he raised the object, everyone got a clear look at what it was.
*BANG!!*
[Desk HP -3]
"Damn it! What the hell is he trying to do?! Is he planning to humiliate Ace?!"
Sabo glared at Vir with pure fury.
If looks could kill...
Dragon, meanwhile, was completely dumbfounded.
He never expected Vir's so-called "tool" to bear such a striking resemblance to Big Mom.
It was practically a carbon copy—except... it was clearly a silicone toy, not the real deal.
But why the hell would Vir pull that out? And from his medical kit, no less?
Didn't that mean...?
At this point, even the well-traveled Dragon couldn't begin to comprehend Vir's thought process.
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Whole Cake Island.
"Mama! That looks just like you!"
One of Big Mom's Homies, a sentient cake, shouted excitedly as it pointed at the screen.
The image showed a plump, round figure clad in a frilly pink dress.
*BOOM!*
The cake Homie was instantly smashed to bits.
"DO I LOOK THAT UGLY TO YOU?!"
Big Mom's face twisted in disgust as she outright refused to acknowledge any resemblance between herself and the... thing on the screen.
'That can't be me!'
'I'm not that fat!'
Just because Big Mom refused to recognize it didn't mean others wouldn't.
The moment Vir pulled it out, everyone on the battlefield froze in disbelief.
Even Bullet, who had just arrived, was stunned.
"Kahahahaha! Vir, buddy! I gotta say, you've got some... unique tastes!"
Bullet roared with laughter as he casually shattered the ice encasing his arm.
Pretty much everyone shared the same thought.
You pulled that out of your medical kit.
That's your stuff, right?
Then why the hell is it in there?
Unless... you take it out at night for some... personal time?
In which case, yeah, your preferences are definitely... special.
But wait—wasn't he supposed to be healing someone? Didn't he just boast that "dying isn't an option" under his care?
So why was he whipping out his... toy now?
Was he about to demonstrate how to use it?
That was just... beyond absurd.
"Could it... actually be a medical device?"
A hesitant voice suddenly cut through the murmurs.
Every single head swiveled toward the speaker—a chubby, naive-looking guy.
...What?
Huh?
Bro, are you serious right now?
You think that thing is a medical tool?
Stop joking around!
Are you drunk or something?
How could you even think that?
Before opening your mouth, maybe ask yourself:
Does that sound even remotely possible?
If a silicone replica of a Yonko could be considered medical equipment, then the world had officially lost its damn mind.
No.
Absolutely no way that thing was a medical device.
"This guy's lost it..."
"Don't bother. He's beyond saving."
"Bold of him to say that out loud. If that's a medical tool, I'd love to see what kind of 'treatment' it provides."
"Yeah, what's it gonna cure? Infertility? Or maybe it's for when you're too quick on the draw? It'd probably leave you so embarrassed you'd never show your face again."
In an instant, the poor guy's moment of optimism earned him a lifetime of social trauma.
Nobody believed that thing had any medical purpose.
But then—
Vir grabbed the doll by its legs.
*CRACK!*
The thing instantly split into a full straddle.
Well, as much as its spherical body would allow—which wasn't much.
It just... widened.
Then, Vir pointed it toward the sky.
This only further confirmed everyone's suspicions.
See?!
He even spread its legs!
What more proof do you need?!
Bullet's expression twisted into pure amusement as he watched.
"Kahahaha! What is he planning now? Don't tell me... a live broadcast of how to conquer a Yonko? Now that would be a show! Ahahaha!"
Even while fending off attacks from two Admirals, Bullet still had the energy to enjoy the spectacle.
His face screamed "I'm here for the drama".
But Vir just smirked.
Then—he flipped the switch.
*WHOOSH*
Everyone on the battlefield suddenly felt a strange pull.
For a moment, the entire battlefield fell silent.
It was as if something inside them had been tugged—just slightly.
A bizarre, unsettling sensation.
And it wasn't just a few people.
Everyone felt it.
Even Fleet Admiral Sengoku paused mid-action.
The stronger the individual, the clearer the sensation.
For the top tiers, that subtle shift was unmistakable.
The entire battlefield froze.
All eyes locked onto Vir.
What the hell just happened?
Was it... that thing?
What did he do?
What's that thing for?!
For these elite fighters, the feeling of their souls being disturbed—even slightly—was not something to take lightly.
That kind of phenomenon shouldn't be possible.
Yet, everyone had felt it.
It couldn't be an illusion.
So... was that thing actually... a medical tool after all?
Now, even the most skeptical were starting to doubt themselves.
Their expressions turned serious.
Meanwhile—
High above, Ace's spirit—pale and lifeless as it drifted toward the afterlife—suddenly jerked to a stop.
A new force was pulling him.
Hard.
Unlike the gentle tug of the underworld, this one was violent.
It yanked him backward, forcing his spirit to change direction.
Ace's ghostly face twisted in shock.
'What the—?!'
'I'm already dead!'
'Aside from the afterlife itself, what else could possibly pull a soul?!'
Terrified, he turned to look—
And nearly screamed.
His soul almost disintegrated from sheer horror.
'WHAT THE HELL AM I LOOKING AT?!'
'MY EYES!'
'MY GODDAMN EYES!'
And worse—that unholy abomination was the source of the pulling force!
When he glanced down, he saw Vir grinning up at him like a madman.
At that moment, Ace didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The good news?
Vir might actually be able to bring him back to life.
As batshit insane as it was... it seemed possible.
The bad news?
...
Vir's methods were never pleasant.
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