The Giant Dragon's colossal body moved like a living mountain, each sway unleashing scorching gusts of wind.
Molten lava surged forth like a breached dam, its fiery torrents erupting with every majestic movement.
Wherever the lava flowed, rock instantly melted into billowing clouds of superheated steam that blanketed the entire mining camp.
The Gifted, who had been cruelly driving the prisoners to mine, their faces twisted in sadistic grins, were caught completely off guard by this sudden catastrophe.
Their eyes widened in terror as they frantically tried to flee, but the cascading lava descended like a merciless net, swiftly enveloping them.
Their figures writhed briefly in the molten deluge before being completely swallowed, leaving only their desperate screams to echo through the air.
"Help me!"
"How could this be Lord Kaido's heat breath?!"
"We're doomed! And wind blades too! Are we being executed?!"
The imprisoned miners stared in stunned disbelief at the sudden, earth-shattering upheaval.
Their eyes were filled with confusion, terror, and a flicker of barely discernible hope.
It wasn't until the Giant Dragon's massive claw shattered their shackles—the cold, hard iron chains snapping like paper under its immense strength—that the deathly silence was broken.
As if awakening from a dream, the prisoners scattered in a frantic stampede.
Some bolted toward the edge of the mine without hesitation, while others stood frozen for a moment before scrambling to catch up with their fleeing comrades.
The entire Land of Wano seemed to plunge into an apocalyptic scene in that instant.
The skies over the six regions, once clear and tranquil, were now completely obscured by the shadows of Dragons.
These massive creatures circled and soared through the air, their forms looming over the land like storm clouds, casting an overwhelming sense of oppression and dread.
The foundation of rule that the Beasts Pirates had painstakingly built over twenty years began to crumble overnight, as if struck by a violent earthquake.
Their once-arrogant strongholds now lay in ruins under the Dragons' assaults, each territory precisely destroyed as if guided by an unseen hand.
When the people of Wano first heard the deafening roars and looked up at the circling Dragons, their faces were etched with despair and terror.
Elderly individuals, already frail, collapsed to their knees, legs trembling uncontrollably from the shock.
They muttered prayers under their breath, their eyes revealing helplessness in the face of an unknown fate.
Women clutched their children tightly, shielding them from the horrifying spectacle, tears streaming down their faces as they worried for their children's future.
Men gripped their farming tools so tightly their knuckles turned white, their eyes burning with rage and frustration, yet feeling utterly insignificant before such overwhelming power.
Everyone assumed it was the brutal Kaido and his minions wreaking havoc once more.
Gradually, however, some noticed something unusual.
The Dragons' attacks didn't seem like mindless destruction—their movements appeared purposeful.
"Those Dragons... their colors are different!" a straw-hatted farmer suddenly cried out in a hoarse voice.
His weathered face was a mask of astonishment as his rough, trembling finger pointed skyward.
Above, a flock of Dragons soared past, their silhouettes blotting out portions of sunlight like storm clouds, yet carrying an aura of awe-inspiring mystery.
Only then did people slowly focus their gaze upward, carefully studying these colossal creatures.
The scales of these dragons varied in color—some displayed an emerald green so rich it seemed to drip with moisture, shimmering with an enchanting luster under the sunlight.
Others were a fiery crimson, vivid as blazing flames, intense and dazzling.
There were also those as deep and mysterious as the abyssal blue of the ocean, evoking an involuntary sense of awe.
Unlike Kaido's Azure Dragon Form, each of these dragons exuded a unique charm that left onlookers breathless with amazement.
When the first dragon dove down like lightning, the very earth seemed to tremble.
People widened their eyes, watching the scene with bated breath, their hearts pounding as if about to leap from their throats.
Yet, unexpectedly, the dragon's fiery breath did not target the tranquil village. Instead, it precisely incinerated the Beasts Pirates squad that had been forcibly seizing provisions, reducing them to ashes in an instant.
The raging flames swallowed the pirates' figures, leaving only the acrid smell of scorched remains lingering in the air.
The gathered villagers stood frozen, mouths agape, their eyes filled with terror and confusion.
A mother clutching her infant stumbled, her legs giving way as she knelt on the ground with a soft thud.
Tears streamed down her cheeks, blurring her vision, and she murmured to herself.
"Is... is this divine punishment?" In her arms, the baby seemed to sense the fear and began wailing loudly.
But what followed was even more astonishing.
As the smoke of battle gradually dissipated, the green dragon circled gracefully in the sky before suddenly radiating a blinding light.
The brilliance was as intense and bright as the sun, making it impossible to look directly at it.
Then, to the shock of all present, the dragon transformed into a human form within the glow.
A figure in an unusual uniform landed lightly, holding a bulging sack of provisions seized from the pirates' stronghold.
"Don't be afraid, everyone," the figure said, a smile more terrifying than tears spreading across their face, yet their voice remained remarkably gentle.
They slowly approached the trembling villagers, distributing the grain with deliberate care and kindness in every movement.
"This was stolen from you in the first place. Now it's being returned to its rightful owners," their voice echoed through the silent air, stirring a ripple of emotion in the villagers' hearts.
The white-haired village elder accepted the grain, his wrinkled hands trembling uncontrollably.
A complex light flickered in his eyes—surprise, doubt, and above all, awe for the unknown.
He bowed slightly and asked respectfully, "You... who exactly are you?"
"I'm Captain Squard of the Eternal Divine Kingdom!"
Squard straightened his chest, the crimson emblem of the Divine Kingdom on his uniform gleaming in the sunlight.
The light shone like a constellation, illuminating this once-darkened land.
"Under the leadership of our great Sovereign, His Majesty Ron, we've come specifically to liberate the oppressed!"
His voice thundered across the world, proclaiming the Eternal Divine Kingdom's mission and unwavering resolve.
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