One Piece: From Picking Up Red Hair's Broken Arm

Chapter 292 Shanks is completely bewildered, Reiju's thoughts are wandering.
at the same time.

The outer battlefields have also shifted from artillery battles to boarding actions.

The competition has reached a fever pitch!
On the sea, smoke filled the air, and the sound of cannon fire gradually subsided, replaced by the clanging of swords and shouts of battle.

The fallen warriors and the navy's warships pressed close together, their figures intertwined on the decks, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Charge! Take this deck! We can't let them surround us. The counterattack is up to us, brothers!"

A rear admiral with unusually thick body hair brandished his sword and roared, leading dozens of elite marines to leap onto the enemy ship.

But they ran headlong into a silver wolf that was three meters tall and covered in cascading fur.

Ouch!

Silver Wolf looked up and howled at the sky. The marines felt a chill run down their spines, and they could barely hold their swords.

However, he quickly recovered, but the major general who led the charge was the most unwell. His legs buckled and he knelt down with a thud.

"Major General?!"

The marines were dumbfounded.

"Woo...Woo..."

The hairy rear admiral knelt on the deck, trembling uncontrollably, and letting out low sobs.

Something is wrong!
how so!
He inexplicably felt a fear and submission emanating from the silver wolf, an irresistible instinctive suppression!
Let alone standing up to resist, they could barely move.

I'm clearly a pure-blooded human, so could it be because...?

"Did the Devil Fruit ability have a counterproductive effect?"

The major general gritted his teeth, "What's going on? Dog-Dog Fruit, Husky Mode, you can't be scared out of your wits by a wolf, can you?"

Ouch?
Ayin stood there, tilting his head, looking at the other person with some confusion.

Clearly, he hadn't expected that his casual shout would lead to such an unexpected surprise.

The last time I was suppressed by my own bloodline was probably in the Queen's City in Spring, by that CP-9 agent whose name I've forgotten.

never mind.

It's good that it can be suppressed. It has never been too lazy to get to the bottom of things. It immediately grinned, and with a sudden leap, its huge body crashed into the crowd like a silver lightning bolt.

boom!
Amidst the violent tremors of the deck, Ah Yin charged back and forth several times in a single burst, sending dozens of marines screaming as they were knocked away like bowling pins and plunged into the sea.

The major general met the same fate, sinking into the sea without lasting even a second.

"That's really efficient."

Not far away, Shiryu exhaled a puff of smoke, turned his gaze away from Ah Yin, and sneered, "At this rate, we'll have a complete victory within half an hour at most."

Beside him lay a litter of sailors, some unconscious, others with severed limbs, groaning in agony.

Blood flowed everywhere, yet there was not a single enemy who could withstand a single blow.

This was only because Shiryu followed the style and habits of the end-of-the-world and tried to restrain himself from harming the lower-ranking marines.

"It's not on the same level at all."

Shiryu shook his head and continued forward with an indifferent expression. Many marines looked at him as if they had seen a ghost and were so frightened that they all ran away.

The Fallen Ones' operation in the North Sea took away most of the elite combat troops.

Compared to the last All-Nation War, both the size of the army and the ability to coordinate operations have been significantly improved.

More importantly, the quality of cadres!
There was already a significant gap between them, not to mention that in order to rescue as many Celestial Dragons as possible, Akainu took most of the mid-to-high-level combat forces with him when he broke through the encirclement.

The remaining middle-level managers were utterly powerless to resist the fallen leaders.

As for high-level combat capabilities...

Shiryu looked up and glanced in a certain direction of the sky.

"Tsk, one against four, and he's still barely holding on? That old monkey is really risking his life this time..."

……

"The wind cuts through a narrow strip of sky!"

With Kuina's low shout, a blue-green sword aura swept across the field.

In an instant, it split a photon clone in two at the waist, tearing it into countless points of light.

But in the next second.

The points of light quickly coalesced again, reforming into the shape of Kizaru, who smiled and gripped the Kusanagi Sword once more.

"It's happening again, what a hassle."

Guina wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and frowned slightly upon seeing this.

She knew she was no match for Kizaru's main body, but she could easily defeat these photon clones in a one-on-one battle.

The problem is that as long as Kizaru's main body is not defeated, these clones have the ability to recombine indefinitely.

After each defeat, it quickly returns to its original state.

This has kept the war at a stalemate.

"Don't be impatient, Miss Kuina."

A steady voice came from behind, and Fujitora landed on the deck from the sky, standing side by side with Kuina:

"I can sense that with each reorganization, a large portion of Kizaru's stamina is consumed. And since his main body maintains so many clones, the rate of consumption is already several times that of the normal state."

Fujitora, gripping his staff-sword, closed his eyes and sensed a certain energy fluctuation, saying in a deep voice:

"Even a naval admiral has stamina that is not inexhaustible. If this battle continues for a little longer, he will surely be defeated."

To be able to command an army single-handedly and simultaneously stop four top-ranking officials with his clones truly makes him a world-class powerhouse.

However, this also has a time limit.

Judging from the current situation, the main force of the Fallen Warriors' combat legion should be able to completely annihilate the navy's fleet in less than half an hour at most.

As for Kizaru, even if he risked his life, he could only hold them off for a few more hours at most.

By then, the battle between Shano and Akainu should have already been decided.

In other words.

This will be a war that will be decided sooner than the Great War of Nations. Before nightfall, the Fallen Ones will achieve a complete victory over the navy!
“I know all that, Mr. Yixiao.”

Kuina shook her head slightly, "But I still want to end the battle as soon as possible and don't want it to drag on for too long. After all, this is not the New World, and we have to take some unexpected factors into account, such as the Navy's reinforcements."

"Reinforcements?"

As Fujitora swung his sword, unleashing a gravity wave that forced back two incoming photon clones, he said in a deep voice:

"I discussed this with Lord Shano before. The elite Celestial Dragons of the Knights of God are all treasures. They suffered too many losses last time and were terrified. If they hadn't arrived immediately at the start of the war, they probably wouldn't have intervened until the very end."

"As for reinforcements from headquarters, they are too far away to reach us within a day."

Needless to say, the small branch in Beihai was just a sitting duck, no matter how many troops they gathered. There was no need to take it seriously, and Fujitora didn't seem inclined to mention it.

"So the only thing to worry about is Germa 66's position."

Fujitora landed back on the deck and said to Kuina, "As a member state of the World Government, this army could indeed appear as reinforcements, but... um?" He suddenly seemed to realize something, turned his head, and looked in a certain direction.

Upon seeing this, Kuina immediately realized something, and a chilling glint flashed in her eyes:
"Do you really dare to come?"

When it comes to the coverage of Observation Haki, Mr. Issho is undoubtedly number one among the Fallen Ones, even surpassing Lord Shano.

"In the country of North Sea, which fears these warmongers, there is a saying: 'When Germa arrives, Germa will arrive.'"

Fujitora chuckled to himself.
"It's come true now. However, although we've arrived, we've stopped. Those people don't seem to have any intention of getting any closer."

……

To the northeast, quite a distance away.

In the light sea mist, Germa 66's iconic giant snail-shaped warship floated quietly on the sea surface.

Vinsmoke Judge stood at the very front of the main ship's deck, gazing at the distant, smoke-filled battlefield through a uniquely shaped monocular telescope.

behind him.

The three brothers, Ichi, Nichi, and Yuji, stood in a line, arms crossed, waiting expressionlessly.

Only Reiju leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, tilted her head slightly to look at the sky, revealing her beautifully shaped jawline, lost in thought.

"Father, the naval fleet has been largely defeated, and the encirclement of the Fallen Ones is tightening."

Ichiji reported coldly, "The elite rescue team led by Akainu was also intercepted by Shano's subordinates. As for Kizaru, his clone tactic probably won't last much longer."

"The situation is indeed worse than we thought. Hmph, otherwise the World Government wouldn't have had to swallow its pride and urgently ask us for help."

"Aren't you going to make a move, Father?"

Nicholas, with his blue hair, casually moved his wrist, and a faint blue arc of electricity appeared on his body, crackling as he spoke. "I was just about to test the performance of this newly improved combat suit."

"Make a move? Against whom?"

Judge put down his binoculars and glanced over.

"Is that even a question, Father? Of course, we should give the Fallen One a good beating!"

Yonji grinned. "The World Government paid a huge deposit. If we can rewrite the situation, I can't even imagine how much money the grateful Navy will make up for it..."

Judge snorted coldly, interrupting Yonji.

He was very satisfied with the progress his sons had made; the investment he had made in the research on bloodline factors back then had finally paid off.

But they were still too young.

He lacked the long-term judgment expected of a commander.

money?
What good are more Pele? They can't change Germa's current situation!

At its peak, the Vinsmoke family once conquered four kingdoms in a single month, unifying the entire North Sea.

But it only lasted 66 days before collapsing under the covert manipulation of the world government.

Judge has always been deeply troubled by this, and his lifelong dream is to restore his family's glory. He even changed Germa's name to Germa 66 because of this.

But he also knew in his heart that the World Government would never want to see another overly powerful force emerge in the North Sea.

To realize our dreams, we must seek out other, more powerful forces outside of the World Government!
"It seems that Father's intention is... to continue to observe and remain neutral, to stand by and watch?"

Reiju exhaled a smoke ring into the sky, gazing at it as it dissipated in the sea breeze, and suddenly spoke softly.

"good."

Judge nodded slightly: "You should have understood sooner. The only way to observe where we are now is with this high-tech telescope in my hand. In other words, the Navy and the Fallen Ones do not know that we have arrived."

"They are in the light, we are in the dark."

"Just keep waiting patiently until the war is decided, then pretend you just arrived and go over there. Whoever wins, we'll help them!"

Whoever wins, we'll help them?
Ichiji frowned slightly:

"Will you help the Fallen Ones even if they win? Father, if we offend the World Government, our lives won't be easy. At the very least, we won't be able to keep our status as a member state."

"Hmph, stupid!"

Judge sneered, his gaze fixed menacingly on the distant battlefield:

"Are we really that lucky now? The Fallen Ones are rising too fast. If we can win this battle, the future of this sea might truly belong to them!"

Looking back on the series of explosive news that broke from New World since the beginning of this year...

The world order, which has been ruled by governments for eight hundred years, has never faced such an unprecedented challenge!
Even Rocks back in the day couldn't compare!

"As long as we can win, what's wrong with Germa 66 defecting and surrendering? The current strength of the Fallen Ones is far from enough to engage in a final showdown with the World Government. Under such circumstances, we would be more than happy to receive their assistance!"

"Besides, don't forget, Sanji is already one of the core members of the Fallen! We can make good use of him!"

"Who?"

"Sanji?"

"A name that sounds so unfamiliar, yet inexplicably familiar..."

The three brothers pinched their chins, frowning as they pondered deeply.

"Ah, I remember now." Niji suddenly slapped his forehead. "It's that good-for-nothing younger brother who can only cook!"

"A cripple who was eliminated didn't die at sea, but instead became a cadre of the Fallen Ones?" Yuji curled his lip. "Tch, what a lucky guy."

"Hey, you two, that's enough," Reiju said coldly.

The three brothers chuckled dismissively, about to retort, when Judge raised his hand to stop them:

“That’s right, Reiju’s reminder is just right. When you see Sanji again, all of you better behave yourselves.”

Eh?
Amidst the astonished gazes of the three, Judge emphasized coldly:
"Don't get the situation wrong, kid. He's now a crucial link between us and the Fallen Ones!"

Family ties and blood relations cannot be severed, so we must not miss this opportunity!
"Of course."

He raised his binoculars again: "All that I'm saying is based on the premise that the one who brings down the curtain can win this war."

What if we lose...

Hmph, there are no survivors, only a bunch of audacious pirates!

When it comes to beating a dog when it's down, Germa66 has always been a professional!

…………

About the same time.

After a voyage that lasted day and night, the New Red Fosse finally arrived at the destination indicated by the life card.

Looking at the massive fortress standing on the sea in their field of vision, all the officers of the Red-Haired Pirates showed surprise.

Impel Down?!

"How could I be here?!"

Raki Lu's eyes widened, forgetting to even eat the chicken leg in his hand. "Hey, hey, is there something wrong with the Vivre Card? What's the Fallen One doing in this godforsaken place?"

Behind him, Shanks stared blankly at Impel Down, his face full of confusion.

(End of this chapter)