256Chapter 257 The Miracle of Yin-Yang Escape! The Little Cat Thief's Exclusive Thundercloud "Fortune"
Chapter 257 The Miracle of Yin-Yang Escape! The Little Cat Thief's Exclusive Thundercloud "Fortune"
At dawn, the sky island of Visalia was bathed in bright sunshine.
Although I was "extracted" from Nami for three days and three nights without reservation from last night to this morning.
But with the support of those abnormally powerful Hashirama cells, Viktor, after only a few hours of sleep, had completely shaken off all his fatigue and fully recovered to his peak condition.
He looked at the orange-haired girl on the bed, who had fallen into a deep sleep due to exhaustion, with a soft gaze.
Viktor gently covered the sleeping Nami with the blanket that had slipped off, then turned and pushed open the door to leave.
As soon as he stepped outside, Clay charged at him like a cannonball.
Having been neglected for three days and three nights, Clay, feeling wronged, threw himself into Victor's arms, flapping his wings and loudly complaining.
"Alright, alright, sorry to have kept you waiting."
Victor chuckled, reached out and gently stroked its black feathers twice to soothe it, which calmed Clay down.
Descending the steps of the cottage, Victor strolled into the spacious central square of Visalia.
Ahead, a group of elderly meteorologists in long robes with long, white beards trembled with fear as soon as they saw him approaching.
After all, the person in front of them was a ruthless villain who had just turned the Navy Headquarters upside down.
Viktor didn't waste any words and went straight to the point, stating his requirements.
He demanded that the group of meteorologists hand over "the purest and most violent primordial cumulonimbus cloud with the purest lightning energy" on the floating island.
The old men dared not utter a single word of "no," and nodded repeatedly in fright.
They frantically activated the meteorological science traction device.
Before long, a giant thunderstorm cloud, as black as ink and flashing with terrifying lightning, was forcibly drawn from the upper atmosphere of the sky.
The thunder rumbled through the clouds, radiating an aura of destruction.
Viktor leaped into the air and floated cross-legged silently in front of the raging thundercloud.
The old men below hid behind the instruments, looking up at him with curiosity and awe, wondering what this great pirate was planning to do.
Viktor gazed at the natural forces before him and slowly exhaled.
For him, the perfect fusion of power was not merely a violent collision of bodies, but a profound transformation of mind and soul.
This "creation" ritual, which transcends the boundaries of life, is the perfect opportunity for him to completely control the Yin and Yang forces within his body.
Charlotte Linlin, one of the Four Emperors of the New World, creates "Homies" capable of controlling the weather, on the condition that she cruelly deprives others of their lifespan and soul.
What Victor is about to do next is an even more profound and supreme miracle—"creating something from nothing"!
Viktor suddenly opened his eyes, his deep black pupils instantly transforming into the eerie and complex Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan.
He moved his hands in front of his chest, creating afterimages as he quickly formed hand seals.
"Yin Release!"
A deep chakra surged forth from his body, forcibly endowing the chaotic thundercloud before him with a solid "form" and independent "consciousness" amidst the void.
Immediately afterwards, Victor's hand seals changed.
"Yang Escape!"
The vast and boundless power of Yang Dun, brimming with endless vitality, followed closely behind and poured into it.
It was as if the hand of the Creator had breathed a true "breath of life" into this originally lifeless natural thing.
Accompanied by a blinding flash of light and a violent surge of chakra.
The enormous thundercloud, which had been raging and completely unconscious, began to shrink and deform at an astonishing rate.
The gale suddenly stopped, and the thunder subsided.
When the dazzling light completely faded away.
A miniature cumulonimbus cloud, no bigger than an adult's fist, deep dark purple in color, and with a texture as soft as cotton candy, floated lightly in front of Viktor.
The center of the cloud slowly undulated, gradually opening a pair of large, innocent eyes as bright as rubies.
The most amazing thing is that at the top of the cloud, there is a pair of cute cloud protrusions that look like cat ears!
Several thin, scarlet sparks, like a cat's whiskers, were wrapped around its body, emitting a faint "buzzing" sound.
The newborn creature stared with its innocent and greedy big eyes, curiously looking around.
But when it sensed the Sharingan power of the "Creator" Viktor before it, a power that seemed capable of destroying everything.
It was instantly terrified and trembled, like a kitten that had done something wrong, pitifully lying in mid-air and whimpering softly.
Victor flicked its soft forehead with his finger, clearly annoyed.
Then, he took out a long orange hair with Nami's aura from his pocket and used chakra to integrate it into the core of the cat-eared thundercloud.
"Listen carefully, from now on, the woman inside who possesses this aura will be your true master."
"If you dare to let her suffer even the slightest grievance, or fail to protect her at all costs when she is in danger, I will completely erase your existence."
The cat-eared thundercloud understood this terrifying threat and nodded frantically in mid-air in fear.
Between the pair of cloud-shaped cat ears on its head, tiny, ingratiating sparks flew, giving it an absolutely obedient and docile appearance.
Meanwhile, in the living room.
Nami, who had slept until the sun was high in the sky, finally woke up with a soft moan, rubbing her sleepy eyes.
As soon as she tried to move, the intense soreness all over her body, as if her body had fallen apart, made her gasp.
The exhaustion that permeated even the bones made Nami blush slightly as she gritted her teeth and cursed Viktor, that unrestrained bastard, in her heart.
Of course, during the three-day ordeal, she selectively forgot about it.
She herself started this crazy battle.
Just then, the door was gently pushed open.
Victor walked in carrying a wooden tray filled with a hearty and nutritious breakfast.
His chiseled face held an infinitely gentle smile: "Awake? My great navigator."
Before Nami could even unleash her morning grumpiness and temper tantrums...
Her gaze was drawn to the dark purple cat-eared thundercloud peeking out from behind Victor.
Little Thundercloud keenly sensed the familiar aura emanating from Nami, a aura connected to the core.
It immediately let out a cheerful "meow," transformed into a purple blur, and pounced directly into Nami's arms, affectionately rubbing its cotton candy-soft body against her cheek.
Nami was initially startled.
But when she truly felt the incredibly soft and cuddly touch in her arms, and saw the adorable cat ears on its head that twitched occasionally, she realized...
Her eyes instantly sparkled with dazzling stars.
"What...what is this?! It's so cute!"
Nami stroked the little thundercloud with delight, unable to put it down.
Victor placed the breakfast on the bedside table and explained with a smile that it was a thundercloud pet he had just created using his special powers.
"Not only can it serve as your personal flying mount, but most terrifyingly, it is naturally compatible with the most violent lightning."
Viktor pointed to the cloud that was rolling around in Nami's arms and spoke patiently.
"In the upcoming battle, it can work perfectly with your 'Weather Stick' to amplify the power of the lightning you unleash."
"As long as you swing the Weather Stick, it can instantly expand into a terrifying thunderstorm that blots out the sky, destroying all your enemies."
After hearing these words, Nami was completely stunned.
The deep anxiety and sense of powerlessness that had been weighing on her mind for the past few days were directly and easily resolved by Viktor in the most romantic way.
She knew perfectly well that this seemingly soft and cute little cat-eared thundercloud was the ultimate guardian Victor had left for her.
Nami was overjoyed, and her eyes welled up with tears without her realizing it.
She held Lei Yun tightly in her arms, her slender fingers gently stroking the cat ears at the top of the cloud.
She felt a tingling, faint electric current emanating from her fingertips, and her heart was completely filled with an indescribable sense of security.
From now on, your name will be 'Forto'.
Nami lowered her head and softly announced the name of the little thundercloud in her arms.
Windmill Village, where her relatives live, is the place that holds the freedom and carefree childhood of her hometown.
Viktor, on the other hand, was her lover and her strongest support in the world.
These two crucial things have shaped her entire life, connecting her past, present, and inseparable future.
The name "Futo" is a fusion of these two bonds, representing her deepest affection.
Nami raised her head, her clear eyes gazing intently at Viktor standing by the bed.
Then, ignoring the soreness in her body, she threw off the covers and pounced on him, giving him a passionate kiss filled with all her emotions.
As their lips parted, Nami, with glistening tears in her eyes, blossomed into a smile brighter than the sunshine of Skypiea:
"I love you, Victor."
"I will be the person who loves you the most,... in this world."257Chapter 258 A Three-Month Honeymoon on the Sky Island! The Navigator's Search
Chapter 258 A Three-Month Honeymoon on the Sky Island! The Navigator's Demands and the Night of Farewell
Viktor did not leave immediately after creating the little thundercloud "Forto".
Looking into Nami's watery eyes, filled with deep reluctance.
This usually decisive first mate took a rare vacation.
He stayed on the wondrous floating island of Visalia, thousands of meters above the ground, for a full three months.
During these three months, the two shed their pirate personas and lived a sweet life like newlyweds.
Using the magical creation ability of Wood Release, Victor nurtured sturdy trees above the soft white clouds, building a delicate and cozy wooden treehouse.
In the early morning, they would embrace each other on the treehouse terrace to watch the sunrise.
In the afternoon, Viktor would take Nami on a ride in "Forto," a vehicle whose size could change at will, and soar freely in the azure sky at an altitude of ten thousand meters.
Meanwhile, the group of white-bearded old men in Visalia, who were originally engrossed in studying meteorology, were forced to watch the young couple showing affection every day, and were stuffed with dog food every day.
Faced with Viktor's terrifying military power, the old men could only glare and fum, hiding in the laboratory, drawing circles in anger but daring not to speak out.
Of course, besides being immersed in the sweetness of love, Viktor also dutifully took on the role of a strict teacher.
He began to teach Nami how to perceive and use "Observation Haki".
As the Straw Hat Pirates' backline magic-based core, Nami's top priority in the future New World teeming with monsters is always survival.
Only by awakening Observation Haki can one avoid those deadly surprise attacks in advance.
Under Viktor's rigorous guidance.
Of course, it's inevitable that some legitimate personal guidance and self-serving ideas will be included.
Nami possesses an exceptional talent for keenly observing weather changes.
Through countless attempts and sweat, she finally succeeded in capturing that mysterious and profound perception, awakening the rudiments of Observation Haki.
Furthermore, three months of close companionship allowed their souls and bodies to reach a state of near-perfect harmony.
Through countless conversations, their understanding of each other and their deep love for one another had long since become ingrained in their very being.
One quiet night, the sky over the floating island was adorned with countless stars.
The two embraced on the treehouse's spacious bed, quietly gazing at the dazzling starry sky through the skylight.
Nami, who had been lying quietly in Viktor's arms, suddenly turned around gently.
She raised her stunningly beautiful face, her expression incredibly serious, yet tinged with an undeniable shyness.
She leaned close to Viktor's ear, her breath sweet and her voice as soft as a gentle breeze:
"Victor…"
"Since we will be separated from our partners for two whole years."
"Then why don't we... take advantage of this time and... have a baby?"
A captivating blush spread across the girl's fair cheeks as she gazed directly into the man's dark eyes, her gaze filled with deep affection.
"I love you..."
"I want to leave behind a child during this time, a product of our shared life."
Hearing Nami's bold and loving suggestion...
Viktor's heart, which was as hard as a rock, trembled violently for a moment.
He lowered his head and kissed Nami's smooth forehead with utmost tenderness, then pulled her closer.
But after a moment of silence, he smiled and declined the offer in the gentlest tone.
Viktor looked patiently into her eyes and gently explained his concerns:
He loved her more than anything in the world.
However, the Marineford War has already disrupted the balance, and the new world is about to face unprecedented chaos and turmoil.
He himself will soon leave this place to find a secluded place for secluded training.
He absolutely could not allow Nami to struggle alone on the Skypiea to nurture life without his close protection.
He didn't want their children to be born into a turbulent period filled with danger and crisis.
That would be irresponsible towards her and the child.
Although rationally, the intelligent Nami fully understands that everything Victor said is correct and that it is for her own good.
However, as a girl in love who had mustered all her courage to make this request, Nami was still instantly furious when she was gently rejected to her face.
She felt that Victor was underestimating her and didn't believe she was prepared to face all the difficulties as a mother.
"Hmph! Victor, you really are a bastard!"
Nami angrily shouted and turned her back to him.
She grabbed the blanket from the bed and wrapped herself up tightly, from head to toe, like a round silkworm cocoon.
She was prepared to unilaterally announce to Victor that she would be subjecting him to severe "cold violence" protest.
Over the next few days, scholars throughout Visalia were fortunate enough to witness what could only be described as magical.
Viktor, the "Red Lotus" with a bounty of 2.5 billion, actually followed Nami around all day like a spineless tagalong, serving her tea and water.
He not only went to great lengths to use various ingredients to make exquisite Sky Island delicacies for Nami.
He even brought out huge amounts of glittering treasures to make her happy.
He even forced the poor "Forto" to perform various acrobatic tricks in mid-air, just to win a smile from the beauty.
Under Viktor's shameless and patient barrage of sweet talk.
Nami's slight grievance and awkwardness finally vanished completely.
The two embraced tightly once again above the clouds.
Despite this minor setback, their relationship not only didn't become strained, but it grew even stronger, and their hearts drew closer together.
Happy times are always short-lived, and before we knew it, three months had passed and it was night again.
During a cozy dinner in the treehouse, by the flickering candlelight, Victor put down his cutlery and softly announced to Nami:
He has to officially set off first thing tomorrow morning.
He needs to find a dangerous, uninhabited island in the ocean to conduct his crucial secluded training to "subdue the Nine-Tailed Fox".
Upon hearing the news of their impending separation, Nami paused slightly as she cut her steak.
She raised her head, and her once gentle eyes instantly became dangerous and aggressive.
After dinner, as soon as Nami returned to her bedroom, she clicked the heavy wooden door shut.
Without any hesitation, she forcefully pushed Victor down onto the soft bed.
Then he stepped onto it, looking down at the departing man with a burning intensity in his eyes:
"Since you're leaving tomorrow..."
"Then you'd better make up for the entire year's worth tonight!"
With this domineering declaration, the temperature in the room instantly soared, and a fierce battle was once again ignited on this night of farewell.
Nami took the initiative time and time again, pulling Viktor into that suffocating vortex of extreme intensity.
I don't know how much time passed, but the moonlight outside the window had gradually begun to set in the west.
Even Victor, whose body was powered by the Ashura Sage Body and Hashirama cells operating at full speed, actually felt a long-lost backache for the first time when faced with such unrestrained and crazy exploitation.
He lay listlessly on the messy bed, staring at the wooden ceiling, his mind filled with unanswered questions:
Why is the navigator lady so physically weak normally?
Once you're on this bed, your physical strength becomes so terrifyingly powerful?
Who exactly is the one with the immortal body, capable of endless regeneration?!
"What are you looking at? Look at me, honey."
Just as Viktor was questioning his existence, a charming, slightly languid, and husky voice drifted down from above him.
Nami straddled his strong waist once again.
Her long orange hair fell over her fair collarbone, and the sweat made her look like a stunning queen ruling a storm.
On the battlefield tonight, she completely dominated.
Nami leaned down, her hands fervently embracing Viktor's cheeks, closed her eyes, and kissed him deeply.
As their lips intertwined, accompanied by her incredibly alluring movements, Viktor's chaotic confusion and doubts vanished instantly.
Forget about the mystery of his physical strength.
Viktor chuckled softly, his eyes regaining their deep and fiery intensity.
He grabbed Nami's slender waist tightly and flipped her over to regain control.
On this final, frenzied night before parting, he responded passionately…258Chapter 25rious Isolated Island! Suppressing the Nine-Tailed Fox and the Birth of the Eye of God
Chapter 259 The Mysterious Isolated Island! Suppressing the Nine-Tailed Fox and the Birth of the Eye of God
In the early morning in Visalia, the first warm and gentle rays of sunlight streamed through the treehouse's exquisite wooden windows, quietly illuminating the messy bed.
After last night's exhausting farewell battle, Nami is now fast asleep.
Her smooth back was exposed to the air, rising and falling slightly with her even breathing, and there was still a trace of tear stain at the corner of her eye.
Viktor stood by the bed and quickly and easily put on his clothes.
He walked to the bedside, bent down slightly, and carefully tucked the blanket around Nami, which had slipped off.
He gently brushed aside a few strands of her long orange hair that had fallen across her smooth forehead, and placed a silent yet deeply affectionate kiss on them.
Without alerting anyone, Viktor quietly pushed open the door.
As he stepped onto the empty Cloud Street, his figure instantly transformed into a dazzling crimson afterimage, rising from the ground and soaring straight into the sky.
Then, Susanoo's enormous chakra wings suddenly unfolded behind it.
With a deafening roar, the violent kinetic energy tore through the thick, pure white sea of clouds surrounding the sky island.
He was like a retrograde meteorite burning with karmic fire, leaving a long trail as he crashed down into the vast ocean at the deepest part of the Grand Line.
After landing in Qinghai, his previous boat had long since disappeared.
In order to get around in the perilous waters of this new world, he simply stopped and robbed a group of unfortunate pirates' sailboats on the sea.
After kicking the pirates into the sea, Victor stood alone at the ship's wheel, beginning his search for a suitable secluded spot for seclusion on the vast ocean.
After sailing alone on the waves for several days.
In a strange sea area where the Calm Belt meets the New World, Victor finally found an unnamed deserted island that was not even marked on the World Government's most sophisticated nautical charts.
This island is practically a cruel execution ground sculpted by nature's own hand.
The left half of the island is an active volcano that erupts year-round, flowing with scorching dark red lava and filled with toxic fumes, its burning ash obscuring half the sky.
The right side, on the other hand, is a cruel, frigid ice field where snowstorms rage and water freezes instantly.
Moreover, the island is frequently shrouded in thunderstorms and dark clouds.
The surrounding waters are riddled with deadly whirlpools and sharp reefs.
In this place where even the laws of survival are distorted, even the sea kings that roam freely in the Calm Belt dare not approach it even a step.
"Good heavens, there are places like this on the high seas?"
Victor stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the appallingly harsh environment before him. Instead of backing down, a glint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
He leaped into the air, his body arcing through the air before landing steadily at the clear boundary between ice and fire.
He quickly formed hand seals in front of his chest, and chakra surged within his body.
Thick, wood-elemental vines suddenly rose from the ground, intertwining and tangling together to form an incredibly sturdy wooden barrier, isolating the outside world from the blizzard and heatwave.
After doing all this, Viktor took off his clothes, revealing his muscular, perfectly sculpted upper body, and sat cross-legged on the cold rock.
He took a deep breath, completely shutting off all perception of the outside world and gathering all his mental energy.
Viktor's consciousness sank infinitely, passing through layers of mist, and arrived in the dark and profound inner landscape of his mind.
Before the massive sealed iron gate, the raging red tailed beast chakra materialized into a hurricane, howling and raging wildly in the cold space, as if to tear apart any intruders.
Nine-Lama lay prone in the dark cage, his fox-like eyes, filled with violence and murderous intent, fixed on Viktor outside the iron gate.
It opened its gaping maw, full of fangs, and let out a deafening roar:
"You inherently evil Uchiha brat! You've finally decided to come in?!"
I will tear your ridiculous soul to shreds!
Faced with this terrifying pressure that could completely break an ordinary person's spirit, Viktor stood smiling in the raging wind.
He slowly opened his eyes, his crimson Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan gleaming with an eerie and deadly light in the darkness. A calm smile curved his lips as he coldly said:
"Stop breathing on me, you big fox."
"It seems that to communicate properly with an arrogant guy like you, I need a simpler and more direct approach."
Viktor's smile vanished, his eyes instantly turning cold and domineering:
"Today, I will drain all your laughable pride, along with your chakra!"
Hearing this extremely arrogant declaration, Nine-Tails was completely enraged by Viktor's contempt.
It suddenly stood up, its massive body rising to its feet and opening its gaping maw.
Yin and Yang chakra converged and compressed wildly in a golden ratio of 2 to 8, instantly forming a high-density, black "Tailed Beast Ball" exuding an aura of destruction within the inner vision.
With terrifying, world-destroying power, the black energy ball slammed directly into the sealing gate, determined to reduce the arrogant Uchiha to ashes.
Faced with the Tailed Beast's powerful attack, Viktor advanced instead of retreating.
His hands moved like afterimages, rapidly forming hand seals in front of his chest.
The water surface deep within the interior suddenly burst open, and countless thick wood-elemental vines burst forth from the water.
The tip of the vine transformed into a giant wooden hand, with a black "seat" mark that exuded a sense of oppression appearing prominently in the palm.
These wooden dragons, like dozens of enraged ancient dragons, completely ignored the raging chakra turbulence and tightly coiled around the Nine-Tails' massive body.
The powerful Wood Release technique, specifically designed to counter Tailed Beasts, erupted, forcefully suppressing the Tailed Beast Ball that was about to be launched, extinguishing it in Kurama's mouth and turning it into a wisp of dissipating black smoke.
Meanwhile, on a real desert island.
Viktor, who was sitting cross-legged, began to bleed a shocking amount of bright red blood from his seven orifices.
The raging Nine-Tails chakra, flowing through the mental link, was like a wild horse, attempting to devour his body.
But at the same time, the incredibly powerful Hashirama cells took effect, frantically repairing his damaged meridians, muscles, and organs at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Destruction and rebirth were happening simultaneously within his body.
This was a perilous tug-of-war with no way out.
Viktor gritted his teeth, ignoring the excruciating pain that teetered on the brink of physical collapse, and pushed the power of his kaleidoscope to its limit.
He used advanced genjutsu to forcibly invade the Nine-Tails' brain and began to frantically assimilate that vast and boundless Yang Release chakra.
The dual torment of mind and body reached an unimaginable peak at this moment.
Within the barrier of the desolate island, where extreme cold and extreme heat intertwine, Viktor's body occasionally emanates a red cloak of tailed beast chakra, filled with corrosive properties and intense heat.
At times, it was forcibly suppressed by the thick wood-style energy that burst from the ground, forcing that frenzied power back into its body.
As this incredibly painful tug-of-war continues to unfold.
The Yin Release power belonging to the Uchiha clan in Viktor's mind, along with the Nine-Tails' chakra that he had forcibly tamed and Hashirama's cells, began a long chemical reaction.
In the deepest recesses of the dark consciousness, two completely different ultimate forces collide, merge, and sublimate.
After an unknown amount of time, the system's mechanical voice suddenly rang in Viktor's mind:
[Ding! Extremely high concentrations of Yin and Yang energies have been detected undergoing a violent convergence!]
[The Rinnegan's development is progressing smoothly...]259Chapter 2w World in Turmoil! The Straw Hat Crew's Transformation
Chapter 260 A New World in Turmoil! The Straw Hat Crew's Transformation
If you look down on the vast and boundless world of One Piece from a God's-eye view, you can see it clearly.
The aftershocks of the Marineford War did not subside with the declaration of a ceasefire; instead, they brewed an even more intense storm.
Since taking office, the new Fleet Admiral "Akainu" Sakazuki has fully demonstrated his chillingly ruthless methods to the world.
Following the bloody and ruthless purge of pirates he launched at the beginning of his term, in the four seas and the first half of the Grand Line.
This decisive and iron-willed marshal once again defied public opinion and made a strategic decision that could be described as insane.
He ordered a complete swap between the Marineford Naval Headquarters, located in the first half of the Grand Line, and the G1 Branch, located deep in the New World.
This move, which cuts off the enemy's supply lines, is tantamount to directly inserting the main force representing the Navy's absolute justice into the heart of the New World, where the Four Emperors are entrenched!
An unprecedented and brutal cleanup operation was launched on the high seas.
The navy's warships patrolled every sea area like wolf packs, and countless once invincible pirate crews were terrified and reduced to ashes in the cannon fire.
Meanwhile, in the more unpredictable depths of the new world.
Taking advantage of the perfect opportunity while the Whitebeard Pirates were licking their wounds and regrouping in their ravaged territory.
Blackbeard, with his missing arm, became even more twisted and began a frenzied plundering and territorial expansion.
Meanwhile, the other supernovas who were riding high on the Sabaody Archipelago and were known as the "Worst Generation" immediately faced the most brutal beatings and the harsh realities of life after stepping into the New World with great ambition.
In this sea ruled by monsters, there is no such thing as luck.
Someone had their arm ruthlessly severed while challenging one of the Four Emperors.
Some people choose to grovel and surrender when faced with an overwhelming disparity in strength.
The remnants of the old era and the madmen of the new era are engaged in a frenzied slaughter, like a grinding wheel of flesh and blood.
...
Kuraigana Island, in the first half of the Grand Line.
Before the eerie, dilapidated ruins of the ancient castle, the fierce sword energy flying everywhere almost tore space apart.
Zoro, his upper body bare and covered in sweat and wounds, gripped his famous sword tightly with both hands, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath.
A gruesome scar had appeared over his left eye, a sight that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
That was the painful price he paid during that period, in his pursuit of a higher level of swordsmanship, during extreme challenges that meant he faced death at the very end.
But in his only remaining right eye, an ambition burned more fiercely than ever before.
The blades of the three swords in his hand were now enveloped in a thick layer of Armament Haki.
"Again!"
Zoro let out a beastly growl, and with a sudden burst of power, he launched one fearless charge after another towards the "world's greatest swordsman" sitting atop the ruins.
The Kingdom of Kamabakka, filled with pink hues.
"Don't come any closer! You monsters!"
Sanji's tears and snot flew wildly in mid-air.
Behind him, a large group of transvestites dressed in revealing women's clothing and wearing heavy makeup, with bulging muscles all over their bodies, were chasing him frantically with shining eyes.
But in this almost mentally devastating "despair" situation, human potential is unleashed to its fullest extent.
In order to escape the fierce attacks of these transvestites, Sanji not only mastered Observation Haki and Armament Haki during his daily escapes.
In fact, he turned misfortune into a blessing, discovering a super-fast movement technique that breaks through the limits of the human body.
His legs rubbed violently against the air, not only mastering astonishing speed, but also honing a new, even more terrifying, kicking technique in dire circumstances.
Baltimore, an island perpetually shrouded in snow and wind.
Deep within the vast, abandoned laboratory left behind by the brilliant scientist Vegapunk.
Franky sat shirtless amidst a mountain of detailed blueprints.
Using the most advanced technology and materials available here, he began a crazy, ultimate transformation of his original cyborg body.
The ear-piercing sounds of welding, the assembly of heavy artillery, and the dazzling laser beams that could melt through alloys flashed day and night in this icy laboratory.
The Kingdom of Torino.
Inside the enormous library, Chopper, wearing his pink hat, was completely engrossed in a vast collection of herbal and medical books.
Holding a mortar and pestle, he continuously extracted active ingredients from the island's abundant vegetation, adjusting the formula of the Blue Wave Pills time and time again.
He wants to overcome the side effects of his transformation so that he can become everyone's strongest support two years from now. This kind little reindeer is doing everything he can.
Boeing Islands, the perilous Gluttony Forest.
Usopp, the once shaky and weak sniper who would tremble in the face of danger, has now undergone an astonishing transformation.
After countless brushes with death in the jungle survival game.
His originally thin body has now developed into a strong and muscular physique.
He moved with the ease of a nimble jungle cheetah, weaving through carnivorous plants with their gaping jaws wide open.
He suddenly pulled back the giant slingshot "Black Hood" in his hand, aimed at a huge beast pouncing in front of him, and fired a "Bonn Islands Specialty - POP GREEN" that exuded an eerie aura.
The moment the seed landed, an enormous carnivorous plant burst forth from the soil.
It swallowed the beast whole in one gulp, demonstrating the deadly power of the jungle.
On the various prosperous islands of the Grand Line.
Brook is currently on a massive world tour with one sold-out show after another.
Amidst the frenzied music and cheers, this "King of Souls" continuously infused his soul power into every note.
In the rhythm of the music, he gradually comprehended the deepest spiritual secrets of the Yellow Spring Fruit.
Baltiguet, the island of white soil.
In the underground archives of the Revolutionary Army base, Robin, dressed in a simple shirt, sat quietly amidst mountains of ancient books and intelligence files.
Around her, amidst the fluttering pink petals, several clone arms formed from the power of the Flower-Flower Fruit bloomed.
Amazingly, these slender arms were all covered with a layer of deep, dark Armament Haki!
She wielded this balance of strength and gentleness with unparalleled skill.
These Armament Haki clones are methodically assisting her in carrying out her arduous task:
Some of them steadily supported her body, which was tired from reading for a long time.
Some of them quickly turned the pages of the thick book for her.
Others held a steaming cup of black tea and gently brought it to her lips.
Visalia Sky Island, 10,000 meters above the ground.
"It's time for a party, Foto!"
Nami stood atop the tall weather tower, excitedly waving her fully upgraded Weather Wand.
Her captivating long orange hair danced wildly in the gale, making her look like a goddess who ruled over the storm.
Above her head, the originally soft and cute dark purple cat-eared thundercloud "Foto" suddenly grew exponentially in size after consuming several high-concentration weather balls thrown by Nami.
In the blink of an eye, Forto transformed into a massive, oppressive black thunderstorm cloud that blotted out the sun.
As the crimson windmill at its core spun, terrifying thunderstorms, powerful enough to shatter mountains, poured down like a torrential downpour, exploding into countless dazzling flashes of lightning above the clouds of the White Sea. The group of elderly meteorologists below were stunned and fled in panic.
The Calm Belt, Ruscaina Island.
In the dense primeval jungle, Luffy's eyes were tightly covered by a white cloth strip.
Facing a ferocious lion, the king of beasts, whose body was as big as a small mountain and whose jaws were wide open as it lunged at him, Luffy showed no sign of panic.
In the instant that the claws, powerful enough to crush boulders, were about to fall.
Luffy simply tilted his head slightly, and with a perfect movement that was almost impossible to miss, he easily dodged the fatal blow.
Immediately afterwards, his originally soft rubber arm was instantly covered with a thick layer of Armament Haki.
"Rubber-gun!"
Luffy used his waist to generate power and threw a simple, direct punch, creating a sonic boom in the air.
Before the enormous lion could even let out a scream, it was sent flying dozens of meters away by the punch, crashing heavily into more than a dozen towering trees before finally coming to a stop.
Rayleigh, who had been sitting cross-legged on a tree stump, watched Luffy's masterful use of Haki, took a sip of his drink with satisfaction, and a pleased smile appeared on his lips.
...
On the high seas, bloody destruction and miraculous rebirth unfold every day.
The Navy's suppression, the Four Emperors' division of power, and the Supernovas' struggles have made this world more chaotic than ever before.
However, in these unknown and hidden corners, the most violent storm of the new era is quietly brewing in the silent dormancy and desperate transformation of these young people.
Spring goes and autumn comes, flowers bloom and wither.
Time is like fine sand that slips through your fingers; it slowly flows away amidst the daily sweat and toil...
The two-year agreement that belongs to the Straw Hat crew is about to come to an end.260Chapter 2in Sabaody! The Cat-Eared Thunder Emperor's Instant Kill
Chapter 261 Reunion in Sabaody Archipelago! The Cat-Eared Thunder Emperor's Instant Kill
Two years later, on a sunny day, in the Sabaody Archipelago.
A gentle breeze blows, and countless giant soap bubbles shimmer with iridescent colors under the sunlight, slowly rising and then bursting.
This dreamlike island, located at the end of the first half of the Grand Line, remains as bustling and vibrant as ever.
Countless rookie pirates, harboring great ambitions and attempting to venture into the New World, converge here from all corners of the world, bringing with them a new storm and chaos.
In a bustling tavern in Mangrove Zone 46.
A group of men with abstract appearances and vulgar behavior were making a lot of noise, attracting the attention of the surrounding drinkers, who dared not speak out in anger.
Upon closer inspection, the group's attire was utterly ridiculous.
The leader was a "fake Luffy" with a big belly and a face full of fat.
Beside him followed a skinny, charlatan-like "fake sniper king."
There was also a "fake Nami" who was overweight, had a pockmarked face, and wore cheap lipstick.
However, the most hilarious thing was the guy in the team who called himself the first mate.
He was a short, fat man, as round as a ball, wearing an ill-fitting black trench coat that dragged on the ground, covered in mud.
What's even more speechless is that this fat man actually drew a clumsy "Sharingan" pattern on his right eyelid with cheap red ink.
This "fake Victor" was standing arrogantly in front of the bar, shouting at it with an overbearing attitude:
"oioioi! How do you run a business? Don't you have eyes?!"
"I am the Crimson Lotus Demon God with a bounty of 2.5 billion!"
"He was the man who routed the navy in the Marineford War!"
"You dare ask me for money from this run-down tavern?!"
The waiter at the front desk was terrified by the group of menacing imposters, breaking out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly bent over, trembling, and repeatedly bowed in apology.
"terribly sorry!"
"Lady Honglian, we are truly sorry, we were blind to your greatness..."
Just as these imposters were running rampant.
In front of the tavern bar, a stunningly beautiful girl with long, wavy orange hair sat quietly.
She had an amazing and perfect hot figure, wearing only a sexy bikini top on her upper body, and her fair skin looked particularly dazzling in the dim light of the bar.
The young girl was resting her chin on her hand, leisurely savoring the colorful wine in her glass.
As for the frantic shouting and commotion of the group of imposters behind them.
She completely ignored them, as if they were just a few noisy flies.
The ugly "fake Nami" noticed the radiant real beauty in front of the bar.
She noticed that all the other men in the tavern were staring at the orange-haired girl, and a surge of intense jealousy welled up inside her.
Moreover, seeing that the other party dared to completely ignore them, these "big shots," the fake Nami walked forward with heavy steps, clearly dissatisfied.
With her fleshy face raised her chin arrogantly, she slammed her hand on the bar counter and shouted a threat:
"Hey! Are you deaf, woman?"
"Do you know who we are? We're the Straw Hat Pirates!"
"If you anger our first mate, we can burn you to ashes in no time with the legendary black flames!"
Faced with this ridiculous threat, Nami put down her wine glass and sighed softly.
Without even turning her head, she simply stretched out her slender, delicate fingers and gently touched the peculiar dark purple "cotton candy" hanging from her waist.
"The air here is really stuffy, isn't it, Fortau?"
Nami's voice was clear and melodious, with a hint of languor and mockery.
"Besides... Viktor isn't that ugly."
Hearing this merciless mockery and contempt, the fat "fake Victor" felt utterly humiliated.
"What are you saying, woman?!"
"Go to hell!"
Enraged, his fat face flushed red, and he yanked out the broken wooden knife from his hand.
To appear profound and mysterious, he comically shouted out the name of a move he had somehow heard:
"Amaterasu!"
With that roar, the fake Viktor brandished his wooden sword and slashed fiercely at Nami's unsuspecting back.
However, Nami didn't need to do anything at all, let alone take action herself.
The thundercloud "Foto," which had been hanging quietly at her waist, seemed to sense the hostility directed at its owner.
It suddenly opened its big, bright eyes, which were as dazzling as rubies, and the cute cloud-shaped cat ears on its head immediately stood up.
Deep within its dark purple marshmallow core, a scarlet windmill pattern is spinning rapidly.
"Sizzle—"
Forto simply opened his soft, cute mouth and casually spat out a purple spark of electricity behind him.
However, this seemingly faint spark of electricity underwent a dramatic transformation the moment it touched the imposter.
"boom!!!"
That tiny spark suddenly erupted into a terrifying high voltage of ten thousand volts!
The violent power of lightning poured forth unrestrained within the confined space.
With a deafening roar of thunder, half of the tavern's roof was instantly ripped off, sending thick beams and broken tiles flying everywhere.
The dazzling lightning caused everyone to lose their sight for a brief moment.
When the smoke and dust cleared.
The arrogant "fake Viktor" and the "fake Nami" standing next to him didn't even have time to let out a shrill scream.
They were instantly electrocuted by the terrifying lightning strike, turning into two stiff, charred corpses that fell straight to the ground.
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.
The remaining fake Straw Hat crew members were completely stunned.
They stared in horror at their charred companion on the ground, then at the orange-haired girl who hadn't even turned her head, and were terrified.
They scrambled forward, grabbed their unconscious companion, and ran off, disappearing into the end of the street.
The tavern was reduced to ruins, and sunlight streamed in again.
Outside the ruins, a strong man carrying a huge backpack, with bulging muscles and wearing a hood happened to pass by.
He stopped in his tracks, staring in disbelief at the stunningly beautiful girl who calmly walked out of the dilapidated tavern.
The man removed his hood, revealing his signature long nose, and his tone was filled with unbelievable surprise:
"Nami?"
...
Meanwhile, on the coast of the Sabaody Archipelago.
Accompanied by a chilling sound of wood snapping and collapsing.
A massive pirate ship, bearing the flag of a Nova Pirate Crew, is being cleaved in two by a smooth, mirror-like slash.
Seawater surged in, and the giant ship slowly sank into the cold seabed along the cut.
On the rocks by the shore, a dark green coat fluttered in the sea breeze.
After two years of hellish training, Zoro, with a sharp scar on his left eye, stood there steadily.
His eyes were cold and stern as he slowly sheathed the famous sword that exuded a chilling aura at his waist.
"Click".
With a crisp sound as the tsuba (guard) clashed against the scabbard, Zoro frowned and complained with obvious displeasure:
"What... I guess I got on the wrong ship. What a bunch of fussy people."
He turned around, looked at the intricate mangrove forest before him, and scratched his short green hair with a slight headache:
"Speaking of which, where exactly is mangrove number 42? Hopefully we haven't gone the wrong way."
Two years later, the swordsman was simply standing there casually.
The tangible aura of Asura emanating from him was terrifying, causing the seagulls around him to cry out and fly away.
...
On the other side of the Sabaody Archipelago lies a remote and deserted port.
A small boat without any markings quietly docked at the shore.
A tall figure, shrouded in a large black cloak, stepped steadily onto the solid ground of the island.
The moment the man's leather boots touched the grass, the surrounding air seemed to become incredibly heavy due to some invisible pressure, and even the breeze stopped moving.
The man slowly raised his head, revealing his handsome, angular face.
In the dim light, his eyes were finally revealed to the world.
His left eye still burned with that soul-chilling crimson light, within which the magatama pattern of the eternal kaleidoscope slowly flowed.
However, his right eye has undergone a dramatic transformation.
It was a pale purple eye with ancient, mysterious ripples around its pupil!
Rinnegan!
After more than a year of seclusion and the perfect convergence of Yin and Yang forces.
These legendary ultimate divine eyes, capable of controlling life and death, have finally descended upon this vast ocean!
Viktor took a deep breath of the long-missed air as he faced the gentle sea breeze of the Sabaody Archipelago.
Those heterochromatic pupils, one red and one purple, reflected the towering mangrove trees reaching into the clouds in the distance.
He slightly raised his chin, a familiar, composed smile playing on his lips.
"It seems we've arrived just in time."