One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

As the Ark's Proverb accelerated, the outline of Warhead Island emerged from the horizon.

It was a medium-sized island shrouded in mist, appearing on the surface to be an ordinary research base, but Roy's Observation Haki allowed him to clearly perceive the island's defensive deployments—

The eastern military camp was teeming with the presence of CP members, while several warships were moored in the western harbor.

There was an extremely familiar presence in the north plaza—that must be Kizaru.

Roy unfolded a simple map and circled several key locations with a pen:

"The central white dome is Vegapunk's laboratory, and also our ultimate goal."

Approximately eighty CP members were stationed at the eastern barracks, while six warships and about twenty personnel from the naval scientific defense force were located at the western port.

The north plaza is where Kizaru usually stays.

He looked up and began assigning tasks:

"Kaido and King launch a frontal assault on the north plaza, suppressing Kizaru."

Barrett and Tezzolo cleared the eastern military camp.

Hawkeye and Katakuri blockaded the western port, destroyed all warships, and prevented any from sailing out to deliver a message.

The bear and Cyrus guarded the outer sea area, and dealt with any attempts to escape by diving.

I will act as a mediator, providing support to all parties at any time.

Kaido slammed the Eight Guardians to the ground: "Kizaru is mine, nobody else can take him."

"I'll go with you."

Ash's voice remained as steady as ever.

"Leave the air blockade to me, you can focus on the frontal attack."

Barrett grinned:

"Eastern military camp? Eighty CP? I can handle that by myself. Tesoro, you can just keep watch from the side."

Tesoro twirled the gold coin between his fingers, golden arcs of electricity dancing in his pupils:

"No way. The boss said it's a precision strike. If your White Tiger Gundam stomps on it, half the island will collapse."

I'll use lightning to mark your target; just follow it.

Hawkeye had already drawn the Black Blade Night, its blade reflecting a cold light in the sunlight.

"Six warships on the west side of the port."

"My slash can finish them off in one strike; the rest are up to Katakuri."

Katakuri nodded, his trident held horizontally in front of him, his Observation Haki already activated.

He could vaguely foresee the future in the next few seconds—explosions, screams, and the warship's broken keel sinking into the sea.

These images flashed through his mind, then he opened his eyes and said in a calm tone:

"There are no strong individuals in the port area. I can hold it off by myself with just ordinary naval soldiers."

Roy emphasized it one last time:

"Strike as accurately as possible, and avoid damaging the buildings around the laboratory."

The equipment inside will be treasures once we take it back.

Vegapunk's fortune, accumulated over decades, is dwindling with each loss.

Kaido grinned: "Don't worry, I'm still waiting for Vegapunk to create Devil Fruits."

"action."

At Roy's command, nine figures simultaneously leaped out from the deck of the Ark's Proverb.

A few seconds later, the air raid siren on Warhead Island suddenly sounded, its piercing siren shattering the tranquility of the entire sea.

The CP members from the eastern military camp poured out of the building, dressed in black suits and sunglasses, their uniforms reflecting a cold light in the sunlight.

These people are indeed of high quality.

It took less than thirty seconds from the alarm sounding to the full mobilization of personnel; the formation was neat and orderly, without a trace of panic.

But as soon as they rushed into the square, darkness fell overhead.

Barrett's White Tiger Gundam had completed its combination and increased by a hundredfold. The sight of that giant white tiger, tens of thousands of meters tall, crashing down from the sky stunned the dozen or so CP members in the front row.

It's not that they aren't elite enough; it's that anyone would be momentarily disoriented when facing an enemy of this caliber.

Then the tiger's claws came down.

The shockwave spread in all directions, directly collapsing the two buildings at the very front of the eastern military camp.

More than a dozen CP members were thrown out by the shockwave, tumbling several times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

Several stronger opponents attempted to dodge with Shave, but Tesoro's lightning was faster than Shave—

Golden arcs of electricity rained down like a storm, precisely striking every CP member who attempted to retaliate.

"Enemy attack—!!!"

Just as a guy who looked like a CP captain pulled out a Den Den Mushi from his waist, a flaming blade slashed from the side, cutting him and the Den Den Mushi in two.

Jhin sheathed his sword mid-air, and the Pteranodon flapped its wings and swooped down toward its next target.

At the western port, Hawkeye casually swung his black sword at night.

A pale green slicing wave flew across the sea surface, neatly slicing the warships moored in the harbor in two.

The sound of the warship's keel snapping was as piercing as metal screaming, and seawater rushed in from the break.

The two warships began to capsize within just a dozen seconds.

The naval soldiers in the port were in complete chaos.

Someone tried to start the engines of the third warship, but Hawkeye's second strike had already landed—

The warship's mast was cut off, and its huge sails crashed down, knocking the sailors on deck off balance.

Katakuri stood at the entrance to the port, his trident held horizontally in front of him.

His Observation Haki allowed him to foresee the movements of every naval soldier attempting to escape—

Who should run to the left? Who should dive underwater? Who should hide in the warehouse?

This information was as clear to him as looking at a map.

He grabbed a handful of candies and flicked them, and the candies accurately hit the back of the head of the sailor who was about to jump into the sea.

The bear and Cyrus guarded the outer sea area.

The two CP members who tried to escape by diving had only swum less than 100 meters when they were jolted out of the water by the bear's paw energy blast and floated on the surface of the sea, foaming at the mouth.

Cyrus stood in mid-air, his Float-Float Fruit powers allowing him to sense all movement beneath the surface of the sea; anyone attempting to escape underwater was within his surveillance range.

On the north side of the plaza, Kizaru was lying on a deck chair, sunbathing.

The coffee beside me was still steaming, and the radio next to the recliner was playing a lazy jazz tune.

The moment the alarm sounded, his usually half-closed eyes snapped open, a rare look of seriousness flashing in his pupils.

"Oh dear, this is really—"

Kizaru sat up from the recliner and looked at the figures continuously descending from the sky.

"—How scary."

He took out a Den Den Mushi and dialed the emergency communication line at Naval Headquarters:

"Warhead Island has been attacked, requesting assistance—"

Before he could finish speaking, the Den Den Mushi's signal light suddenly went out, emitting a short electrical noise before going completely silent.

Kizaru glanced down at the Den Den Mushi, and a wry smile finally appeared on his lazy face.

"They've even cut off communications. Looks like this isn't just some ordinary petty thief."

He looked up and saw Kaido and King descending from the sky.

Then he saw Barrett's towering white tiger Gundam, Tesoro's lightning raging in the direction of the military camp, and Hawkeye's slash splitting the port warship in two.

"Kaido? The Beasts Pirates?"

Kizaru's pupils contracted slightly.

"Honeycomb Island has arrived too."

Barrett, Tezzolo, Mihawk—oh dear, this is really troublesome.