They burst out of the white light and slammed into the hot, gritty sand of Alubarna. The transition was so violent that Usopp and Chopper tumbled head over heels, coughing out dust. The city was in chaos. Thousands of rebels and royal soldiers were clashing, their swords clanking against shields in a deafening roar of war.
But something was horribly wrong. Above the royal palace, a giant 'Upload Bar' was floating in the sky.
[Status: Deletion of Alabasta Kingdom – 85% Complete.]
"The bomb..." Vivi whispered, her face pale as she looked at the clock tower. "It's not just going to explode... it's going to 'Upload' the deletion code to the whole country!"
"I'll handle the tower!" Luffy shouted, stretching his arms to grab the palace balcony. But before he could fly through the air, a massive wall of steel-gray energy slammed into him, sending him crashing back into the sand.
Standing at the palace gates was a man who looked like he was carved out of obsidian. Daz Bonez (Mr. 1). But he was different. His skin wasn't just steel; it was covered in scrolling lines of green 'Firewall Code'.
"The Editor has upgraded my 'Supa Supa no Mi'," Mr. 1 said, his voice cold and robotic. "I am no longer just a blade-man. I am the 'Obsidian Firewall'. No physical attack can bypass my metadata. No 'Logic Break' can penetrate my encryption."
Zoro stepped forward, his blue-glowing Wado Ichimonji humming with a low, dangerous frequency. "A firewall, huh? I've never cut 'Code' before... but I've cut everything else."
"Zoro, wait!" Amine shouted, checking his system. [Warning: Mr. 1's Defense is set to 'Infinite'. Physical damage will be reflected 200%.]
"He's a 'Reflective Barrier', Zoro! If you hit him, you'll just cut yourself!" Amine gritted his teeth, his nose bleeding again. He grabbed his golden stylus and began to draw a 'Decryption Key' directly onto the air between Zoro and Mr. 1.
"I can't break his defense," Amine whispered, sweat pouring down his face. "But I can 'Translate' his steel into something you can cut! Zoro! When I say now... aim for the 'Glitched Pixel' on his chest!"
Mr. 1 laughed, his arms turning into massive, high-frequency blades that vibrated so fast they began to melt the air around them. "There are no glitches in my design, Prophet. Only perfection."