But Chameleone only felt a flash in front of his eyes.
Whoosh!
Luke's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost.
It was so fast that he had no time to resist.
Luke had already grabbed his neck with one hand at lightning speed and lifted him into the air.
His face turned red, and his feet kicked wildly as he kept struggling.
And in an instant, his devil fruit ability seemed to have suddenly failed.
From Fujitora's appearance, he returned to his original state: "Cough, how could this happen? My ability..."
At the same time, the floating boulders plummeted.
The terrified pirates screamed as they were dragged down, little by little, into the darkness.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bullets tore through the air, piercing Luke's body.
Yet, not a drop of blood spilled.
A faint black mist lingered around the bullet holes, and in the blink of an eye, his body restored itself completely.
"You... This guy..."
"Damn it! Fight him!"
"Damn it, he's just an emperor! Everyone, attack!"
"Kill him!"
With no time to hesitate, several ruthless and agile pirate officers leaped forward before the boulder was completely swallowed.
Gritting their teeth, they forced down their fear and charged at Luke while swinging their weapons, determined to fight to the death.
Luke, unfazed by the bullets that had just passed through him, remained expressionless.
He merely narrowed his eyes.
And then…
"Crackle... Snap..."
Black and red lightning intertwined.
For a moment, even the air seemed to freeze.
Boom!
A terrifying blast of Conqueror's Haki materialized, crashing into the attackers and sending them flying back.
"Arghhh!"
Their faces contorted in agony as they spat out mouthfuls of blood.
It was as if a mountain had slammed into them.
Their chests collapsed, their bodies were covered in blood, and they didn't know how many bones were broken.
They were flung backward, lifeless and limp, before being devoured by the endless darkness.
… … …
Time flew by.
Two days passed quickly.
The battle between Luke and the Kaido had not been leaked, so it did not cause waves across the seas.
In an unknown sea area in the first half of the New World, the sea surged violently.
Rumble!
A massive deserted island trembled and began rising from the ground at an incredible speed.
"Hmm, not bad..."
Hundreds of meters above the sea, still ascending, Luke observed the Shiryu beside him and nodded in satisfaction.
"With this, along with the two islands we previously moved, we should have enough."
Of course, this was not the real Shiryu.
It was a fake created using Chameleone's shadow with the Copy-Copy Fruit's ability.
He had kept this shadow with him, collecting uninhabited islands in preparation for the upcoming war.
"Now, send this island to the designated location. At exactly 8 pm tonight, we would launch the attack on G-1!" Luke commanded.
"Yes, Luke-sama!"
With that, the massive island soared across the sky toward an unknown sea.
… … …
"Shiryu, are you ready?"
Sitting on a coastal rock, Luke glanced at his watch-like encrypted Den Den Mushi, which was mimicking Shiryu's silhouette.
"Luke-sama, everything is ready on my end. Rest assured..."
On the other end of the call, far away in the first half of the Grand Line, in the Florian Triangle, Shiryu licked his lips, eyes burning with anticipation.
He had been looking forward to this day for a long time. Behind him, there were more than 30 large warships floating there.
Tens of thousands of fully armed ordinary clone warriors, as well as Fishman-giant clone warriors, even giant clone warriors, Pacifista, and the Shadowkhan Army, all gathered on it.
On the flagship at the head, there were seven tall figures of different shapes.
They had gray hair, brown skin, black wings, and flames behind their heads... They were the strongest human weapons created by the Germa research team with huge resources and efforts, the Fallen Angels.
Whether it was the S-Monkey who had just been with Rob Lucci a few days ago or the S-Rabbit who had been holding Luke and acting coquettishly, they were all among them.
And without exception.
They all wore the latest Battle Suit.
The colors were red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.
If this terrifying sight were to spread, even the highest-ranking officials of the World Government would be shocked and unable to sleep.
"That's good!"
Luke, who was far away in the New World, narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice:
"Everything will proceed as planned!"
"Understood!"
"Click!"
After hanging up the Den Den Mushi, soon, under the control of the Shadow Chameleone, the deserted island drifted into a mist-covered sea with extremely low visibility.
Two more islands were floating high in the sky, and in front of them, no fewer than twenty large battleships were stationed, filled with various heavily armed figures standing by.
Apart from tens of thousands of zombie armies, there were also tens of thousands of ordinary clone soldiers, fishman-giant clone warriors, giant clan clone warriors, and Pacifista…
The variety of troops and their sheer numbers rivaled the clone army hidden in the Florian Triangle.
Just the sight of such a force was enough to make one's palms sweat.
"Luke-sama!"
The massive Oars spoke in a booming voice. His towering figure stood at the island's edge, exuding an intimidating presence.
Beside him were the Ryuma, Shiki, and Gecko Moria.
Except for Shiryu, the other Four Heavenly Kings, such as Yamato, Wyper, and Rob Lucci, were also there.
Leading the Eight Stars were Ace, Law, Kid, Kuro, Gin, Bartolomeo, Roronoa Zoro, and Urouge.
Of the Twelve Asuras, there were Avalo Pizarro, Catarina Devon, Vasco Shot, Killer, Hawkins, Lafitte, Burgess, and Van Augur.
These were all core members of the Netherworld Pirates, each with a fearsome reputation.
It was worth mentioning that the young warriors recruited by Luke had already grown into powerful forces. Even the later addition, Roronoa Zoro, had demonstrated astonishing potential, catching up rapidly.
The competition was extremely fierce; Avalo Pizarro, Catarina Devon, and Vasco Shot, former inmates of the Eternal Hell, had unknowingly been pushed out of the Eight Stars.
This showed both the intensity of competition and Luke's keen eye for talent.
Even among the Twelve Asuras, those ranking at the top were strong enough to challenge the mid-ranking disaster of the Beasts Pirates and the lower-ranked Sweet Commander of the Big Mom Pirates.