Queen dropped all pretense and prepared to fight El and his companions head‑on.
The Beasts Pirates' ship had clearly been built for war—vast and spacious enough to accommodate the full transformed forms of Ancient Zoan users without crowding.
Jack, acting on his captain's order, unleashed his Devil Fruit power and transformed into a colossal mammoth.
ROAR!
His trunk rose high, and two massive tusks thrust forward.
Tough, dense hide was the greatest strength of Zoan types—and the mammoth was a breed built for endurance and defense.
Jack was the perfect vanguard: capable of crushing advances and withstanding any blow.
Queen, though furious at being mocked, held back; his rank stood above Jack's, so it was only right that the younger commander fight first.
"Ha!"
El exhaled, and a wave of Conqueror's Haki burst outward with terrifying force—on par even with Whitebeard's own.
Even a top warrior like Jack was stunned, his mind going blank for a critical instant.
El seized the opening.
He flashed forward, grasped the mammoth's extended trunk with both hands, and wrenched it hard.
What should have been Jack's deadliest weapon became his undoing.
"Come here!"
El's immense physical strength, amplified by chakra and tailed beast power, was beyond anything Jack had felt.
Before he could make sense of what was happening, the world spun violently—and he was slammed face‑first onto the deck.
CRASH!
The ship sank deep into the waves under the mammoth's sheer weight, sending plumes of water surging over the rail.
Every pirate on board reeled from the shock—yet none dared rush onto the deck.
Only a handful had the strength or standing to watch such a clash.
"Just who… is this monster?!"
Queen stared wide‑eyed behind his sunglasses, utterly bewildered.
Of the three Disasters, Jack was the youngest and weakest—but he was still one of the crew's three supreme commanders.
How could a slender, unassuming young man throw him down so casually? It was impossible!
Jack himself was dazed, dizzy and disoriented, lying flat on his back.
The ship held firm, but a few more such impacts would shatter it to splinters.
He had assumed El was nothing more than a greenhorn, and that his mammoth form alone would terrify the boy—perhaps even teach Crocodile and Doflamingo their place.
He had never dreamed that after unleashing his full Ancient Zoan power, he would be subdued in a single move.
With a roar, Jack twisted and struggled to rise.
"Truly worthy of an Ancient Zoan," El said calmly. "Your durability is among the finest I have seen. But…" He glanced at the heaving mammoth, then toward the open sea.
"You are still a Devil Fruit user. No matter how thick your hide, you are helpless in the water."
He had no time to wear Jack down; Queen was still watching.
Jack gathered his strength for a counterattack, only to find El had vanished. Before he could react, a crushing weight seized his front left leg.
"Down you go!"
Another devastating throw.
Against such a colossal foe, El's technique was stripped down to the purest fundamentals—raw, unadulterated power.
Jack roared and thrashed his trunk, trying to wrap around El or steady himself, but all his strength was useless.
The overwhelming might of his Ancient Zoan form felt small and fragile before this young man.
He was like nothing more than a tattered doll in El's grip.
With a rush of wind, the mammoth was hurled through the air and slammed into the ocean.
Splash!
It was over.
Jack was a Devil Fruit user—helpless, immobile, and powerless the moment he sank beneath the waves.
Those who had doubted their eyes before now fell silent.
There was no room left for disbelief.
El's strength was simply on another level entirely.
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