Chapter 354: Total Suppression, Invitation to the Tea Party
Sanji looked up sharply to see Enel hovering in mid-air, his golden staff resting casually across his shoulders, a mocking smirk playing on his lips.
"Enel?!!"
Enel lazily picked his ear, his gaze sweeping over the battered and bloodied Judge. He let out a sharp, condescending snort. "So this is the King of Germa? He's pathetic~"
Judge's face flushed a deep purple. He struggled to his feet, his caved-in chest plate sparking as he let out a roar like a cornered beast:
"Who are you?! How dare you interfere in the internal affairs of the Vinsmoke royal family?!!"
Enel flicked his golden staff, arcs of electricity dancing at the tip. His voice remained a bored, lazy drawl. "Marine Headquarters · Vice Admiral—Enel."
He gave a wicked grin, a flash of lethal intent crossing his eyes. "Under orders to arrest the Germa royalty on suspicion of conspiring with a Yonko."
He turned to Sanji, raising an eyebrow. "Hey, curly-brows. Need a hand?"
Sanji took a deep, steady breath, lit a fresh cigarette, and exhaled a plume of white smoke. "No... this grudge is between him and me."
"But—"
Sanji's eyes turned razor-sharp as he looked at the thousands of mindless clone soldiers standing in wait. His voice dropped an octave. "I'd appreciate it if you cleared out the trash."
Enel bared his teeth in a predatory smile, showing a row of gleaming white teeth. "A small favor~"
"SWISH—!!!"
Lightning erupted like a celestial web, expanding outward in an instant. Dozens of clone soldiers were pierced by electrical arcs; before they could even let out a scream, they were charred black and collapsed into unconscious heaps!
Judge watched his unstoppable army be dismantled in the blink of an eye. His pupils shrank to pinpricks, and cold sweat poured down his cheeks.
"This... this is a Marine Vice Admiral...?!"
Sanji advanced step by step, white-hot flames coiling around his leg. His voice was cold and heavy. "Father... your greatest mistake—"
"—was underestimating the strength of a 'failure'!"
"BOOM!!!"
A Diable Jambe kick slammed into Judge's chest. The reinforced armor shattered into scrap metal, and the King of Germa was sent hurtling through the air, crashing deep into the ruins of his own palace.
Judge dragged himself out from the rubble, coughing up blood, his eyes burning with a desperate, manic fury. With a guttural howl, the hangar doors around the plaza hissed open. Thousands of cyborg soldiers poured out like a black tide, surrounding the plaza in an airtight formation.
Judge let out a savage laugh. "Don't you dare look down on Germa!!! We are the Kingdom of War!!!"
"A mere Vice Admiral and a traitorous son—I will tear you both—"
Before he could finish—
"ROOM!" A chilling, low voice cut through the air as space itself distorted.
The figures of Ace, Law, and Usopp materialized in the center of the plaza simultaneously!
Ace scanned the massive enemy ranks, a wild, cocky grin splitting his face as flames erupted in his palms. "Yo. Now this is a party~"
Law gripped his nodachi, Kikoku, his eyes indifferent and his voice deep. "Germa 66... a collection of loud, annoying lunatics."
Usopp gulped, his forehead drenched in sweat, but his hands remained steady as he raised his long-range sniper rifle. He gnashed his teeth and whispered:
"Sanji... we're here!"
High above, Enel finally lost his patience. He pointed his golden staff at the sea of cyborg soldiers below, electricity coalescing into a blinding sphere at the tip.
"Loud, buzzing insects... you're annoying me!!!"
"EL THOR (GOD'S JUDGMENT)!!!"
"RUMBLE—!!!"
Massive pillars of lightning fell from the heavens like divine wrath, slamming into the ranks of the cyborgs. The exploding electrical discharge illuminated the entire sky in a blinding white glare!
Ace saw the opening and let his flames consume his entire body.
"Ha! Can't let the lightning guy have all the fun!!"
He leaped into the air, transforming into a flaming meteor that crashed directly into the heart of the Germa formation!
"HIKEN (FIRE FIST)!!!"
"BOOM!!!"
A pillar of absolute incineration shot into the sky. The flames swept across the plaza like a solar tsunami, incinerating the cyborgs like scraps of paper. The metal deck beneath them warped and collapsed under the extreme heat.
Fire and thunder intertwined, the blinding light turning the plaza into a scorched hellscape. In less than a minute, the "Iron Legion" that Germa took such pride in had been completely annihilated.
Amidst the charred ruins and rising smoke, mechanical wreckage lay scattered everywhere. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and burning metal.
Judge sat paralyzed against a jagged piece of debris, his eyes hollow and his expression vacant. The "invincible" army he used to conquer the North Blue had been wiped out in seconds.
"This... this is impossible..."
His voice was a dry, raspy croak. He dug his fingers into the scorched ground in despair, not even noticing when his nails snapped.
"Just... just a few people... destroyed the Germa Legion?!!"
High above, Enel hovered lazily, his staff across his shoulders. His mocking laughter echoed amidst the fading thunder. "Trash is trash~ no matter how high you pile it."
Ace's flames subsided as he shoved his hands into his pockets, a sharp, dangerous glint in his eyes. "Your Germa 'technology'? It doesn't even make the grade."
Sanji walked silently toward Judge, a cigarette burning between his fingers. He looked down at the once-arrogant man now reduced to a pathetic wreck. There was no joy of victory in his eyes—only a profound, lingering sorrow.
Suddenly, Judge threw himself at Sanji's feet, snot and tears streaming down his face. He grabbed Sanji's pant leg with a death grip, screaming hysterically:
"Sanji... save me!! I'm your father!!!"
"BIG MOM won't let me go... she'll kill me—!!!"
Sanji lowered his eyes coldly, refusing to respond. He simply took a deep drag of his cigarette.
At that moment, Law stepped forward, the cold moonlight reflecting off the blade of Kikoku. His voice was low and business-like.
"Sanji... you still have to go to Big Mom's Tea Party."
Sanji frowned. "Why? Germa has no army left. What does she want with—"
Ace gave a knowing chuckle, interrupting him. "This was arranged by my brother."
The fire in Ace's eyes danced with excitement and battle-lust. "He said—'There's going to be a hell of a show at the Tea Party'~"
Sanji's pupils constricted. He took a long breath and nodded slowly. "Fine... I'll go."
Hearing this, Judge looked like he had been granted a divine pardon. He scrambled to his feet. "Take me with you! I can help!!! I—"
Reiju walked over from the shadows, her long pink hair fluttering in the breeze. In her hand was an exquisite, ornate envelope embossed with a cake and a skull.
She spoke softly. "This is the official invitation from the Big Mom Pirates."
"The date is three days from now... the location is Totto Land · Whole Cake Island."
Sanji took the invitation, a sharp, lethal edge returning to his gaze. He exhaled a final cloud of smoke.
"I see... so it's a 'Final Supper,' then."
Ace patted his shoulder, his grin wreathed in heat. "Don't sweat it! We'll be right there in the shadows."
Usopp gripped his rifle, swallowing hard as a chill ran down his spine. "W-We're actually infiltrating a Yonko's main nest?!"
Sanji tucked the invitation away, the fire of his Diable Jambe reflected in his eyes. His voice turned chillingly cold.
"If that's how she wants it..."
He looked up, the smoke swirling around his resolute face.
"—then let's turn this Tea Party into her worst nightmare!"
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