As soon as those words were spoken, the entire Roger Pirates froze.
None of them had expected that the young monster before them would be so arrogant…
One man against the entire crew?
You had to know, with Rayleigh and Gaban serving as the two "king-level" deputies, once the Roger Pirates went all out, their strength could rival even the elite forces of Marine Headquarters.
For this young man to be so reckless—did he really think he could take on Marine Headquarters alone?
"How arrogant…"
Whoosh—
Rayleigh gripped his long sword, the light reflecting off his glasses as a faint smile curled on his lips.
Gaban, upon hearing those words, also became a little excited, his twin axes in hand, a grin forming.
"Hey, don't you dare try to steal him from me!!!
Roger, seeing the entire ship sharpening their blades, suddenly grew anxious—Orin was his opponent!!!
But Gaban countered at once,
"Oi, Roger, that guy just provoked our entire Roger Pirates crew! This isn't just your business anymore!!!"
Facing an entire ship of masters, especially three king-level warriors who could wield Conqueror's Haki Infusion, saying it would be easy was impossible, but… he probably wouldn't die, right…?
"Interesting!!! This pressure… this feeling like I'm about to be killed!!!"
"Only by facing my former teachers with my own hands can I prove how strong I've truly become over these years!!!"
Orin's eyes erupted with a crimson glow, his lips curling with excitement as his aura burst forth without restraint.
"Come on—try to kill me!!!"
Along with his declaration of war, Orin could clearly feel that his long-stagnant Conqueror's Haki had grown just a little stronger.
This was willpower!!!
The greater the pressure, the stronger he became!!!
That intoxicating feeling of growth fascinated Orin. He met the gazes of the Roger Pirates without fear.
Seeing his unhinged state, the entire crew was momentarily stunned, each secretly cursing him as a madman.
This kind of "one man against an entire crew" stance—was he trying to become the next Red Count?!
What a joke!!!
We are the Roger Pirates!!!
"Hey!!! Young man!!! Do you even understand how terrifying the Roger Pirates are?!"
Sniper Petermoo gave a cold snort. His bullet, infused with Armament Haki, was aimed right at Orin's head, fired with absolute precision—
Yet miraculously, like a ghost, it passed straight through above Orin's head, unable to touch his body.
"No…"
Orin raised his head. Even Petermoo's bullet, designed to bypass Observation Haki, was blocked by Orin's rapidly evolving Conqueror's Haki.
"It's precisely because I understand that I dare to speak this way!!!"
As his overwhelming Conqueror's Haki burst forth, the three leading figures of the Roger Pirates showed surprise in their eyes.
Even under such pressure, his aura grew stronger?
What a troublesome opponent…
With their experience, they could vaguely discern Orin's depth—
Solid and diverse combat techniques.
A bizarre Spatial Fruit ability.
That monstrous brute strength beyond reason.
An Observation Haki that extended farther and wider than Redfield's, allowing him to firmly control the flow of battle.
And now, his increasingly powerful Conqueror's Haki…
"Oi, oi, oi… this is too much. Is this guy Rocks' son or something?!!!"
"What a pain. Why do we have to fight a monster like this…"
"Hahahaha!!! Isn't it only interesting to fight the strong?!"
The three of them weren't flustered. No matter how strong Orin was, if the three of them joined forces, they could definitely win—even if it meant taking some injuries.
After all, there wasn't a soul alive who could solo the golden, silver, and bronze trio.
Not Golden Lion. Not Whitebeard.
Not even Rocks at his peak.
There was no time for more banter. Crimson light erupted from Orin's eyes as he suddenly appeared beside the three of them.
But since they too could glimpse the future, they had already foreseen his arrival and moved without hesitation.
Yet Orin had anticipated their anticipation.
"Useless. The future I can see stretches farther than yours."
When it came to foresight, Orin had never met a rival.
And in the heat of battle, no enemy would ever give you time to "slowly" look into the future. Whoever could instantly see further would seize control of the rhythm of the fight.
This was exactly what Orin relied on—not to be defeated too swiftly.
Orin's figure flickered, appearing closer to Gaban. His arm muscles bulged, harder than steel, covered in layers of black-violet Armament Haki. His fingers spread and clenched into a dragon's claw.
Even someone with a normal body, like Sabo, could use this move to shred steel and crush skulls.
But Orin, with his monstrous strength and Haki, could even shatter a supreme-grade blade wrapped in Haki.
Grabbing Gaban's razor-sharp axe with his bare hand, Orin ignored the wound splitting open on his palm and applied brutal force.
The power was so overwhelming that Gaban's expression instantly changed.
"Nani?! Are you kidding me?!!!"
Clutching the axe, Orin swung Gaban himself into the air, hurling the burly man straight toward Roger.
...
Caught completely off guard, both men's rhythm faltered.
A risky move, but it seemed Orin had gambled correctly.
While Gaban and Roger's tempo was broken by the sudden strike, Orin's figure vanished.
With a single flash, he appeared beside Rayleigh.
His leg was already cloaked in the ultimate Conqueror's Haki Infusion, black flames writhing around it. The space itself seemed to warp and collapse around his kick.
"Conqueror's Infusion!!!"
Rayleigh remained calm, his long sword wreathed in Conqueror's Haki, his steady expression radiating the might of the Dark King.
"I've been waiting for this kick a long time—watch closely, Rayleigh-san!!!"
Though puzzled at why Orin suddenly called him "-san," Rayleigh didn't shy away. With a composed smile, he replied,
"I've always been serious, young man!!!"
Orin unleashed his strongest kick, the air screaming with sonic booms as space itself distorted.
This was his most powerful strike ever, combining every ability he possessed.
And Rayleigh—had underestimated it.
When his blade met the attack—infused with king-level Conqueror's Haki, spatial force, monstrous strength, Ryuo, and flames—his expression finally changed.
The sword groaned under the pressure, on the verge of snapping.
Then Orin's kick smashed into his chest. Rayleigh's eyes rolled back as his consciousness faded.
Orin's lips curved in satisfaction.
"Even if it's only a brief faint…"
"It still counts as lulling you to sleep, Rayleigh-san!!!"
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