One Piece: Burning the Prison Clothes in the Setting Sun, Mihawk is dumbfounded.

Despite thinking this, Koyatai Stark looked at Nel and Halibel who were fighting, sighed, and lowered his hand.

"To be honest, I shouldn't have come."

As he spoke, he looked at Dunn's retreating figure.

"What happens here has nothing to do with me. I don't need to deliberately cause trouble. So, is it alright if I take them with me now?"

Dunn did not turn around after hearing Stark's words.

Many memories of death also came back to mind.

Of course, it wasn't actually that long; he had only been in the world of pirates for a few years at most.

The Hollow behind the scenes seems to have this kind of personality.

But this time...

"That definitely won't work."

Dunn refused outright.

"Surrender, or fight until you surrender. Choose one."

Upon hearing this, Stark instinctively reached to scratch his head again.

This clearly indicates that the matter cannot be resolved amicably.

But what he just said isn't entirely untrue; he genuinely regrets getting involved now.

Even if so many Hollows really died, it wouldn't have much to do with him.

Now it seems that we have no choice but to fight.

In that case, "fight until they surrender."

Surrendering outright is definitely not an option, but judging from what he said, it seems that saving his life shouldn't be a problem.

With that thought, Stark's feet surged with spiritual energy, and with a loud bang, he appeared behind Dunn.

boom!

A punch landed squarely on Dunn's back.

But with a full-force strike, Dunn's body didn't even sway.

A cold sweat instantly appeared on Stark's forehead. He swallowed hard and forced a smile.

"Is it too late to surrender now?"

What do you think?

Dunn smiled and turned his head, and along with this action came a punch in return.

boom!

A dent appeared on Stark's chest; even the steel armor couldn't withstand this ferocious and domineering punch.

Stark became a blur, carving a huge furrow in the ground.

Lilyne was completely stunned, standing there dumbfounded.

Dunn's gaze returned to Hancock.

Hancock, wielding her long legs and radiating a dual-colored aura, exudes an imposing aura.

At this moment, he and Nel were locked in a fierce battle.

However, Nel's current situation is a bit strange. She seems to be an autonomous Arrancar, but her body doesn't appear to have fully transformed into human form.

However, when Robin and Harribel fought, it seemed like they were evenly matched.

That works too; at least we can see a part of the power in this world more clearly now.

Just as Hancock and Nel were exchanging blows for the last time, with Hancock's Sweet Sweet Breeze petrifying Nel's arm and the outcome almost decided, footsteps sounded from behind Dunn.

Stark clutched his sunken chest and walked over step by step.

I thought you would take the opportunity to run away.

Dunn glanced back.

"We agreed to surrender, so even if we're forced to surrender, that counts."

Stark, clutching his chest, walked over with a frown.

"A loss is a loss. Where can you hide?"

It's definitely not because the hostages are here, yeah, definitely not.

After a few flips, Hancock landed lightly next to Dunn, glanced curiously at the two Starks, and then hugged Dunn's arm.

"it's over?"

"The outcome has been decided."

As Hancock spoke, she pointed to Nel in the distance.

The petrification was spreading from her arm toward her body, slowly but surely.

"If I were her, I would cut off my own arm at this moment."

Stark also noticed Nel's condition and spoke up.

"You wouldn't, because it hasn't happened to you, or rather, can super-fast regeneration grow an arm in a short time?"

Dunn countered with a question.

"That's not an ability that every virtual being possesses."

Stark shook his head upon hearing this.

But losing an arm is better than being petrified entirely.

However, Nil obviously failed to make a timely judgment.

Swish!

Harribel, who was entangled with Robin, suddenly gave up the fight, flashed to Nel's side, and then carried Nel away.

The spirit particles surged forth, unleashing several golden beams of light to halt Robin's pursuit, before attempting to flee.

boom!

A tremendous pressure, unlike spiritual pressure, descended from the sky.

Harribel, who was holding Nel, was suppressed by the immense pressure that appeared out of nowhere, and her body crashed into the yellow sand.

Stark's eyelids twitched, and he calmed his breathing.

In the distance, several figures moved at great speed, approaching in various ways, some even from beneath the yellow sand.

However, these strange figures appeared within the range of the pressure's influence, collapsed to the ground, and could no longer stand up.

"Your Conqueror's Haki can reach this level?"

Hancock, who knew quite a bit about Conqueror's Haki, widened her eyes and raised her hand to cover her red lips.

Conqueror's Haki can influence a localized area according to the user's thoughts, not just a specific location. It is a force that affects reality and has such enormous power, which is truly exaggerated.

"This is not my limit yet."

Dunn smiled and patted Hancock on the back before walking toward Robin.

The two Starks exchanged a glance, and then Stark, with a dejected Lilynette, followed.

After reuniting with Robin, the group arrived at the edge of the pit.

The Conqueror's Haki disappeared, but a group of all sorts of things were already staggering and struggling to get up.

Only Haribel managed to stand up, raising her broadsword and pointing it at Dunn above.

"I'll give you a little while, then bring both of them to see me."

Dunn glanced at Halibel below, then turned to Stark and said something before grabbing one person in each arm and flying toward the large ship.

"what?"

Stark pointed to himself, then looked at the group of guys at the bottom of the pit.

Give me all the troublesome stuff.

But what if you can't resist?

Just do it, what else can you do?

If I could fight back, I wouldn't have almost been punched to death.

With that thought, Stark leaped into the pit and then pointed to his chest.

"Just like you."

"I know you."

Halibel watched Stark descend, but did not lower her guard.

"That makes things easier. I lost, so we can't leave. If we insist on leaving, we're probably going to die. Now we have a chance to live."

Stark explained.

"Is that Death?"

"No, not those guys, but I can't be sure."

Stark frowned and shook his head when asked this question.

He was actually quite unfamiliar with Dunn's power, and the petrification ability of Nel on the ground also piqued his curiosity.

"So, bring her with you and come with me. Even if we're going to get killed, it'll be a clean break. But we might also survive, and you and your little followers can live together."

Stark gestured to the Hollows lying haphazardly unconscious under Conqueror's Haki, and to Nel, whose body was half petrified and whose expression had become stiff.

Then, in silence, Halibel picked up Nil and carried her.

"A wise choice, let's go."