One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

After dozens of rounds of artillery bombardment, smoke filled the sea, blocking out the sky and the sun.

The sailors stood on the deck with dull eyes, tired expressions and low morale.

The sea breeze blew past with the smell of gunpowder, as if making their mood even heavier.

“Why on earth is this…”

A young soldier muttered to himself, his eyes filled with confusion.

The O'Hara Island before their eyes had been completely destroyed. Such a large island seemed to have disappeared from the world along with the smoke of gunpowder.

There were no ruins or burning flames, because after so many rounds of bombardment, not even a grain of sand could exist above the sea in O'Hara.

Black smoke billowed, and the thick fumes made it almost impossible to breathe.

Where there used to be green trees, buildings, and streets, now there is only the endless sea.

The soldiers stood on the deck, watching all this in silence.

Some people touched their ears involuntarily. The loud noise caused by the shelling was still echoing in their ears. The waves of pain reminded them that all this was not a dream, but a cruel reality.

An older soldier patted the young soldier on the shoulder, his voice low and firm:

"Come on, soldier. These are orders, and we must follow them."

Although his words were firm, he could not conceal the fatigue and helplessness in his eyes.

Kuzan stood at the edge of the deck, staring at the ruins in the distance with mixed feelings.

As a high-ranking military officer, he understood the darkness and bloodiness behind this demon-killing order.

At this moment, he is extremely eager for strength, and giving up will not change anything that exists now.

He wanted to become extremely powerful, powerful enough to be able to prevent such tragedies from happening at will.

Sakaski stood on the command podium with his fists clenched and his face grim.

Although he had no hesitation in carrying out the demon-killing order, he felt uneasy and angry somewhere deep in his heart.

He believed that orders must be carried out, no matter how heavy the cost.

The skyline gradually returned to tranquility, but this tranquility concealed endless sadness.

The sailors stood silently on the deck, looking in the direction of O'Hara, each with their own worries in their hearts.

Everything that happened today was like a nightmare. They knew that this nightmare would be forever engraved in their memory and could never be erased.

The sea breeze continued to blow, taking away the smoke and something in their hearts.

The sailors knew that this day would become the darkest memory of their lives, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not get rid of this heavy burden.

Sakaski stood on the deck, his posture upright and his eyes cold.

There was a fierceness in his eyes, as if he didn't care about the destruction that had just happened.

He walked with steady steps, past a group of busy naval soldiers and headed straight towards Kuzan.

"Some things should either not be done at all, or if you do it, do it thoroughly."

Sakaski's words were cold and ruthless, his voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to be nails nailed on the board. He was such a person.

Kuzan stood aside, his hands in his pockets, his brows slightly frowned.

There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, but more of it was an unshakable belief.

He looked at Sakaski and responded calmly,

"You have your way of doing things, and I have my way of doing things."

Sakaski stopped and locked his eyes on Kuzan.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile.

"It seems that you have found your way."

Kuzan's eyes did not waver at all. He looked directly at Sakaski and said firmly,

"Yes, everyone has their own choices and beliefs."

The air between the two seemed to freeze, with only the sound of the sea breeze still rustling in the distance.

Sakaski nodded slightly, as if to acknowledge Kuzan's determination, but more of a cold indifference.

"Then I won't say much..."

Sakaski turned and left, his back looking even colder and more resolute.

Kuzan looked at his departing back, feeling a mixture of emotions.

Each had their own path, and they chose very different directions.

He looked at the distant horizon. His path would not change because of a word from others.

Except Jinan.

......

In the sky, the clouds float gently, like a tranquil white ocean.

Jin An stood in the clouds, his eyes flashing calmly and sharply under the mask.

He put on a mask and looked down at the scene below, his heart calm.

"How is it, is this good show still exciting?"

Jinan asked in a low voice, his voice sounding even more mysterious through the mask.

Morganse, a reporter who loves big news, had a twinkle in his eyes and his feathers fluttered slightly in the breeze.

He stood on the spaceship and almost shouted,

"Big news! This is big news!"

His voice was full of excitement and enthusiasm; he had been chasing this kind of explosive news, and this action made him feel extremely satisfied.

"You revealed this news to me because you want me to release it?"

Morgause asked eagerly, with a hint of suppressed desire in his voice.

His eyes were wild, and he was extremely eager for what the other person had in his hand.

"If that's your plan, your idea will probably fail. I'm still an unknown reporter, and this kind of news won't pass muster."

There was deep disappointment in Morgans' words. Although he wanted this big news, he also knew that he could not decide the release of such things.

But as long as he gets this thing, he will definitely release it when he has the ability.

However, there was a hint of coldness in Jinan's voice.

"But if you can publish this matter, you will gain more than just wealth."

His words were full of temptation.

"Everyone in this world will know your name as a great reporter, don't you think so, Mr. Big News..."

Jin An's eyes are sharp, and his goal is to bring disrepute to the World Government and discredit those high-ranking world nobles.

"The Den Den Mushi has been given to you. What to do next is entirely in your hands..."

He said, handing a Den Den Mushi to Morgause.

This Den Den Mushi stores Clover's recent speech. Jinan had been staying in the same room with Clover just now because of this recording.

Morgans looked at the two Den Den Mushi in his hands and fell into deep confusion.

One was the one Jin An had just handed to him, and the other was the process of O'Hara's destruction that he recorded on the spacecraft.

He was torn between his conscience and his desires, not knowing what to choose.

Jinan's figure gradually faded away and disappeared into the clouds.

Morgans still stood there, tightly holding the Den Den Mushi in his hand, his heart surging with emotions.

He knew that the information contained in these two Den Den Mushi was enough to change his current situation, and how to use this information would be the most important decision of his life.

He looked into the distance and struggled in his heart. Finally, he took a deep breath and a determined look appeared on his face.

He knew that no matter what path he chose, he would bear the corresponding responsibilities and consequences.

He looked towards the place where Jin An disappeared.

"So... your goal is just to bring chaos to this world..."

The sky remained clear, with clouds floating gently as if waiting for an impending storm.

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