Brook's eyes gleamed as he studied Admiral Devo's Mythical Zoan form. Now that's a power fit for the Hell Pirates' image! The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to snag that Devil Fruit for his unborn son.
"Linlin, this Mythical Zoan ability would suit our little prince perfectly!"
Brook's sudden declaration made Charlotte Linlin's eyes light up. Redfield, Newgate, and the other fighters caught his meaning instantly. Their captain had his sights on Devo's Devil Fruit for the future heir of the Hell Pirates. As top lieutenants, it was their job to make it happen.
Redfield and Newgate locked onto Admiral Devo with fierce determination. Defeating him would not only boost their reputations but also secure a perfect gift for the young prince—a win-win!
Their auras surged, crackling with intensity. They stopped blocking Devo's landing, eager to take him down on Punk Hazard's soil. Why fight him at sea when they could capture him here?
Admiral Devo, a battle-hardened Marine, showed no fear. He led his navy straight onto the island, determined to stop the Hell Pirates from plundering Punk Hazard.
Four waves of Conqueror's Haki crashed down on the Marines storming the beach. Lightning bolts arced from the sky, striking the shallow waters and dropping half the naval forces in less than a meter of sea.
Devo's face darkened. If the Five Elders didn't value this island so highly, he'd never have risked landing with such a small force against an Emperor crew. But orders were orders—he had to hold out until Admiral Kong's reinforcements arrived.
"Yohohoho! Since you've delivered yourself to our doorstep, we won't hold back! Charge!"
Brook's command unleashed Kaido, the Beast, who barreled forward with a massive alloy mace, grinning with feral excitement. Finally, a chance to brawl with the Marines!
Brook, Redfield, and Newgate rushed Devo, aiming for a quick takedown. Kong was closing in fast, and they needed to cripple the Marines' strength before he arrived.
Linlin's Homies army and Brook's spectral legion surged toward the three Marine Vice Admirals and their battered troops, ready to wipe them out.
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Devo shot into the sky, avoiding a direct clash with the trio. His strategy: delay and locate Golden Lion Shiki to stop his island-stealing antics. His men? They'd have to fend for themselves.
Redfield transformed into a bolt of lightning, hot on Devo's trail. Brook followed, riding Hera, his nimbus cloud. Newgate, grounded but relentless, leaped across the terrain in pursuit.
High above, Devo scanned the island with Observation Haki, searching for Shiki. He'd be damned if Punk Hazard—its people, equipment, and all—was stolen under his watch.
Brook's crew saw through Devo's plan. Newgate veered off to join Shiki, ensuring the Golden Lion could float the island away uninterrupted.
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On the beach, Linlin ignored Brook's orders. Pregnant or not, she dove into the fray against the Vice Admirals. Sniper Silva, doctor Crocus, and double-bunned shark Scarlet scrambled to protect their ironclad matriarch.
Their worries were unnecessary. Linlin's monstrous physique was unaffected by pregnancy. She was a walking fortress.
One Vice Admiral caught the full force of her Napoleon, sent flying by a slash infused with thunderous, fiery Ryuo. Following Brook's mantra—"use always full strength"—she struck with unrelenting ferocity.
At just ten years old, Kaido the Beast was already trading blows with Marine Rear Admirals. No one dared underestimate the terrifying Oni youth!
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In the deep sea, Fishmen Tom and Tiger led their aquatic crew to intercept fleeing submarines carrying top researchers—world-renowned scientists and professors.
"Hahaha! Move it, move it! Wreck their engines and take 'em down!"
Tiger's excitement was palpable. Another chance to shine for Captain Brook! In the ocean, Fishmen were kings, and these submarines were easy prey.
"Fire torpedoes! Launch poison rounds! Blast these filthy Fishmen!"
Professor Whitewing, the submarines' head honcho, sneered at the pursuing Fishmen, underestimating their prowess.
"Dodge!"
Tom's seasoned instincts kicked in, shouting warnings to the younger Fishmen.
In a flash, Tom conjured a massive water column, smashing the incoming shells. But the poison rounds exploded, tainting the water. Several eager young Fishmen touched the contaminated sea, collapsing in agony as they sank.
Their comrades swiftly rescued the poisoned Fishmen, rushing them to Crocus for treatment. Tiger, enraged by the sight, ignored Tom's cautions.
Darting through the water with agile precision, he dodged barrages of shells and reached a submarine. His trident speared the propeller, grinding its engine to a halt.
The submarines couldn't hit a target so close. Tiger's relentless assault crippled several more engines, and the Fishman crew swarmed in.
Inside, the scientists paled in terror. How could Fishmen dodge their advanced weaponry? If they survived, they'd overhaul their munitions to outpace even the swiftest Fishmen!
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Back on the beach, with Silva, Crocus, and Scarlet's support, Linlin steamrolled the three Vice Admirals one by one.
The remaining Marines didn't last long, overwhelmed by the Hell Pirates' sheer numbers. Even Lunarian survivors from the island's experiments joined the fray, their experimental prison garb a grim reminder of their past.
Fueled by vengeance, they unleashed years of pent-up rage. Aruyan swung a massive hammer, pummeling Marines with reckless abandon. Arodan, dual blades dripping with blood, fought like a man possessed, his eyes glowing red with fury.
Every rare-race warrior who'd endured experimentation lashed out, fearless and unrelenting. The Marines faltered, their resolve shaken. Were they fighting prisoners or victims of cruel experiments? Were they suppressing criminals or defending injustice?
The beach reeked of blood. Three Marine warships were nearly annihilated, their crews cut down. In their final moments, the Marines questioned their cause, haunted by the vengeful glares of their foes.