Pirates: The Strongest Justice

"Garp will be back in two days."

Warring States picked up the hot tea on the desk and took a sip.

"..."

"Why is he back? Didn't he just go back from headquarters a while ago?"

Atlas remembered that the old guy had been staying at the headquarters for a long time.

"...He said he wanted to come back to see Luffy."

Sengoku had every reason to suspect that Garp was just using Luffy as a shield to go back to his headquarters and be lazy.

"Forget it, don't talk about him."

Warring States paused and continued, "The situation on the sea is very complicated now. You should pay more attention to the movements in the New World."

He frowned lightly, seeming a little distressed, and said: "The Beasts Pirates and the Big Mom Pirates announced an alliance before, but there has been no big move."

"On the contrary, the prisoners who escaped from the underwater prison by chance are making trouble, and the red-haired pirate group..."

"Their power seems to have expanded a bit too quickly. They are almost the most powerful fleet under the Sea Emperor."

Atlas waved his hand nonchalantly, "Let those guys let their dogs bite their dogs. Our navy doesn't need to interfere too much. We can just monitor their movements in a timely manner and reap the benefits."

According to his calculations, the red-haired guy should start challenging the position of Sea Emperor in two years.

Unlike when they first entered the new world a few years ago, almost all of the current red-haired pirates are veterans, and their strength has almost jumped by leaps and bounds.

And if Atlas intervenes in the middle, the speed of growth may be accelerated.

There are only two emperors in the new world now. If the red-haired pirates want to separate themselves and dominate the Grand Line, it will undoubtedly be much simpler than in the original work.

All he needs is an opportunity to prove that he is no less powerful and... powerful than the other two sea emperors.

Like [Five Emperors] Luffy, although there are elements of news exaggeration.

But just the large fleet of thousands of people under his command and the sudden escape from the Totland Sea are enough to convince the outside world.

The so-called emperor of the sea is neither a position nor an absolute symbol of strength.

The main thing is recognition from the sea, and the news needs to be good enough.

Of course, if you are not strong enough, you will be embarrassed if you are provoked.

The Emperor of the Sea has to accept the challenge from supernova every year.

Pirates are originally a group of rebellious elements who don't obey anyone.

You won’t lose your spirit just because of your name. This is a world that values ​​courage.

If the challenge is successful, you can rule the Grand Route.

If you fail, you will either die or escape successfully and become famous.

Crocodile and Moria are good examples.

As a loser, he gained fame and status.

This is why pirates are keen to challenge the Emperor of the Sea.

"I also think so. The battle between pirates does not require too much interference."

Warring States casually threw a document on the table into the Goat paper shredder, and said calmly: "I don't know what's going on with the Revolutionary Army recently. They made quite a big fuss before. The World Government is targeting that brat Dorag. A special arrest warrant has been issued.”

"But they suddenly disappeared recently, which is a bit contrary to their original behavior."

"Who knows."

Atlas spread his hands, pursed his lips and smiled.

----

New world.

g-5 base.

A shadow falls over the fortress, challenging the overlord of the sea.

Maynard was in a state of embarrassment, with a gap in his forehead extending to his cheek. Blood covered half of his cheek, and his dark face was a bit ferocious.

He held a long knife in one hand, and behind him were the fallen naval soldiers, with muskets and weapons scattered on the ground.

"Asshole! I have already asked for help from my headquarters. General Atlas will not let you go! Cough——!!"

Coughing out a large mouthful of blood, Maynard's eyes became more fierce.

The big guy in front of him was a prisoner who escaped from the sixth floor of the underwater prison. Although he didn't know why he suddenly attacked the naval base.

but……

He slowly straightened his back and pointed the tip of the knife at the opponent's body, which was as big as an island.

[Huge Battleship] San Juan Wolf! !

"Hey hey hey! The navy... all deserve to die!"

San Juan Wolf bared his jagged teeth, and a fierce aura rushed towards his face.

He is a giant and has a long lifespan.

He was captured in Impel Down long before Roger's time, and I can't remember exactly when.

Now, he just wants to exact the most brutal revenge on the navy!

call--! !

Just by raising his hand, the surrounding air flow roared, and the sound of howling wind filled his ears.

Maynard felt as if his brain was shut down and his whole body was numb!

The power gap is too great.

San Juan Wolf is not only a giant, but also a leader among the giants.

With a height of 180 meters, you can have a panoramic view of the entire island when you stand up.

Coupled with the terrifying power, it can trigger natural disasters with almost a wave of his hand!

Get moving!

Get moving for me! !

Maynard screamed crazily in his heart, looking at the whistling palms, his eyes were about to burst.

when--! !

A numb shock was transmitted to his body, and he only felt a tremor all over his body, and a huge force hit him again.

Bang——! ! !

After only resisting for a moment, the whole person was shot away and penetrated hard into the wall of the base.

Boom——! !

San Juan Wolf twisted his wrist and did not pay much attention to Maynard. Instead, he leaned down.

The big copper bell eyes came closer and stared at the remaining navy.

"You...you...pirate, the navy will not let you go!"

"Asshole! I'll fight you!!"

"Fuck! If you die, you will die. I will fight with the pirates until the last drop of blood is shed!"

The remaining navy swallowed nervously, but no one lowered their weapons.

Because they understand that pirates cannot be kind to them.

Just like they did with pirates.

Bang——! ! !

San Juan Wolf looked at the few ants calling on the ground strangely, then raised his feet and stepped on them casually.

Pat--! !

A sticky feeling came from the soles of his feet, and he rubbed them on the ground a few times, with a relieved expression on his face.

Then he strode forward again.

Behind it were pools of broken flesh and blood.

Just like...mosquitoes.

Boom!

Boom——! !

dong dong dong——! ! !

The sound of huge footsteps echoed continuously in the base, and finally disappeared at the port.