Enel and Crocodile looked at the fiery-haired loli, both rolling their eyes.
Everyone in the Ion Pirates knew Lina well. She would say "So scary" every other sentence, then casually crush a powerful enemy with a single punch.
Her appearance looked sweet and harmless, almost innocent, but beneath that breathtaking beauty was monstrous strength and ruthless decisiveness. Enemies trembled whenever her name was mentioned.
The Seraphim showed almost no reaction when another powerful opponent appeared before them.
In their eyes, there was only battle, victory, or defeat. Fear and retreat did not exist.
The first wave of Seraphim immediately rushed toward Lina and the others.
At that moment, a voice echoed across the battlefield.
"Aho~ What's wrong? What's wrong? My people."
A streak of light suddenly shot across the battlefield and landed directly in front of the charging Seraphim.
The light faded, revealing a massive man with blue hair and a metallic body.
The moment he landed, he raised his palm toward the Seraphim.
Several lasers instantly erupted from his hand.
The six Shichibukai Seraphim immediately launched attacks of their own to intercept the incoming beams.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Violent explosions erupted one after another, forcing the advancing Seraphim to halt.
Franky stood firmly in front of Lina and the others.
Snap!
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
"Aho~ Looks like you still aren't perfect enough."
After speaking, light gleamed from his teeth.
Then he casually pulled out a metallic comb from behind his back and slowly combed his hair.
The people watching nearby subconsciously swallowed their saliva.
Gulp.
Gulp.
Gulp.
"T... that's the Ion Pirates' shipwright... the pervert Franky!"
"How is a shipwright this strong?!"
"This crew is insane!"
"Thunder God Enel, Desert King Crocodile, Fire Fist Lina, and now Franky. Just how terrifying is the Ion Pirates' overall strength?"
"If I remember correctly, even their lowest bounty is above 100 million Berries!"
"Didn't Bepo only have a 500 Berries bounty?"
"Bepo's basically a pet. That doesn't count."
The surrounding crowd looked at Franky and the others with fear written across their faces.
Lina glanced at Franky and clicked her tongue.
"He really loves showing off."
Enel's face darkened in annoyance.
"Hey, pervert! Who told you to steal my spotlight?"
Franky turned toward Enel.
"Aho~ My bad. Did I steal your moment?"
His tone carried absolutely zero sincerity.
Crocodile immediately burst into laughter.
Enel's expression became even uglier.
"What the hell are you laughing at?! You want to fight?!"
Dark black lightning exploded from Enel's palm as he spoke.
Crackling thunder spread across the battlefield, carrying an oppressive aura that felt capable of destroying everything.
At the same time, Crocodile raised his hand.
A miniature sandstorm condensed in his palm, spinning violently while releasing terrifying pressure.
For a moment, both men released overwhelming killing intent.
The surrounding area instantly became a forbidden zone.
Nobody dared to get close.
The people nearby felt their scalps go numb.
"T... they're seriously going to fight?!"
"This pressure is terrifying."
"Are we really going to die because of our own allies first?!"
"Are the Ion Pirates always this insane?!"
Several Marines and Cipher Pol agents secretly revealed excited smiles.
"Good."
"Let them kill each other."
"If they weaken themselves, it'll make things easier for the World Government."
"Fight already."
"Preferably both sides get crippled."
Lina helplessly shook her head.
She completely ignored the two idiots and casually took out a bunch of grapes from her bag.
While eating, she muttered lazily,
"Kowai ne~ The World Government really is scary."
It was as if Enel and Crocodile had absolutely nothing to do with her.
Meanwhile, Franky somehow pulled out a bag of melon seeds and started eating them while watching the show.
Crunch.
Crunch.
Crunch.
He looked completely entertained.
Just as everyone believed Enel and Crocodile were about to clash,
Bang!
Bang!
Two muffled impacts suddenly rang out.
Enel and Crocodile crashed straight into the ground at the same time, kicking up clouds of dust.
The crowd froze.
"What happened?!"
"What was that?!"
"They injured each other already?!"
The dust quickly dispersed.
Everyone stared in shock at the battlefield.
Standing between the two craters was a beautiful orange-haired woman.
Her long orange hair fluttered in the wind, while her perfect figure and stunning face immediately drew countless gazes.
At that moment, smoke still rose from her clenched fists.
"I already told you idiots. You clearly haven't learned your lesson."
The moment Lina saw her, she instantly disappeared from her spot and threw herself into the woman's arms.
"Nami! You're the best!"
The woman was none other than the navigator of the Ion Pirates, Nami.
Enel and Crocodile slowly climbed out of their craters with ugly expressions.
Nami glanced at both men.
"Now isn't the time to fight. Once this war is over, you can kill each other for all I care."
Enel snorted coldly.
"Hmph."
Crocodile also looked away.
"Hmph."
Both men still looked arrogant and unyielding.
Unfortunately, the massive bumps on their heads completely ruined the effect.
The crowd stared blankly.
"I... I didn't see that wrong, right? That's White Fist Nami?!"
"She actually punched Enel and Crocodile into the ground!"
"My grandfather was right. Beautiful women are terrifying."
"First Lina, now Nami."
Far away on the battlefield, several of the Five Elders watched the scene coldly.
Saint Nusjuro exchanged another strike with Mihawk before speaking quietly,
"The Ion Pirates do possess strength. Unfortunately for them, as long as Imu-sama exists, none of this matters."
Saint Warcury stared toward the sky above Nami and the others.
A nearly invisible aura lingered there.
He had only sensed something similar from Imu before.
No.
Even Imu's aura did not feel this extreme.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Is Rolan up there?"
Saint Peter's expression turned solemn.
As people who constantly served beside Imu, they understood better than anyone what that pressure represented.
"It should be him."
Back near Nami and the others, the sky gradually darkened.
A massive shadow slowly descended from above the clouds.
Everyone nearby instinctively began retreating.
Marines.
Pirates.
Cipher Pol agents.
Revolutionaries.
Every single person moved away from the area.
As the shadow descended further, its true appearance became visible.
It was a pirate ship around fifty meters long.
The bottom of the ship was forged from an unknown black metal.
Although the ship itself was not particularly massive by New World standards, nobody dared underestimate it.
The pressure released from it felt as though it could suppress the entire world.
"T... that's the Ion Pirates' ship!"
"The Ion Tempest!"
As the ship slowly descended onto Brown Square, its underside touched the ground with a heavy thud.
Boom!
The entire battlefield seemed to tremble.
At that instant, countless hearts skipped a beat.
Sengoku quietly exhaled.
He had been calculating this exact timing the entire war.
Shanks laughed loudly from afar.
"So you finally decided to show up."
Whitebeard smashed Saint Peter backward with a punch before laughing.
"Gurararara! Rolan finally arrived!"
Kuzan adjusted his gaze upward.
"Since he's here..."
The atmosphere across the battlefield changed completely.
Every pair of eyes slowly turned toward the Ion Tempest.
Toward the man standing at the top of the ship.
Rolan.
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