One Piece: Rayquaza of the Beasts Pirates

The billowing smoke and dust, like a flood bursting its banks, instantly surged into the once impregnable laboratory.

A dark figure ran in and joined Vegapunk.

"Shakya! Where are the pacifists and the Seraphim forces?"

Vegapunk felt somewhat relieved upon seeing Shakyamuni's arrival, and immediately inquired about the most important armed force they possessed.

If there were pacifists and seraphim present, they could easily bypass the general and order them to help buy time for their side, given their level of authority.

"They've all been moved to the East Passage to pursue Kane."

Shakya's voice carried a hint of helplessness. He didn't know the situation either, so he could only let Kizaru arrange the tasks for the Pacifistas and Seraphim.

He then asked in return, "What happened here?"

As he spoke, he glanced around at the unconscious guards and researchers.

Because the scheduled memory synchronization node had not been reached, the information between the separate entities was not shared in real time, and he had no idea what was happening.

Before Vegapunk could explain, a burly, tall figure charged in through the gaping hole like a bull.

"Doctor! Are you alright?!"

Sentomaru, carrying a large axe, looked anxious, his copper-bell-like eyes quickly scanning Vegapunk's entire body.

After confirming there were no obvious injuries, he breathed a slight sigh of relief, then warily stood guard beside Vegapunk: "Where are the enemies?"

Immediately afterwards, a pair of long legs strode into the laboratory.

"Doctor, I heard you were taken hostage by Enel?"

Kizaru's voice didn't reveal much emotion, but every word seemed to carry weight.

His lips, which always carried a hint of laziness, were now pursed into a straight line, and his eyes behind the brown sunglasses were complex and unfathomable, even hiding a trace of expectation that he himself had not fully realized.

Doctor... don't push me to that point.

"Borsalino, I don't want to fob you off with lies."

After a moment of silence, Vegapunk finally uttered the verdict that Kizaru least wanted to hear.

"I want to leave Punk Hazard and break away from the World Government."

The air in the laboratory seemed to have been sucked out instantly.

"...I understand, old friend."

Kizaru lowered his eyelids, and his long sigh was barely audible.

He slowly raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and a point of breathtaking golden light danced and expanded at his fingertip.

"I suppose you were prepared to accept all the consequences before making this decision."

However, the laser beam that used to strike instantly now hovered at the fingertip, its light flickering uncertainly, and it did not shoot out for a long time.

Time seemed to stretch out in the deathly silence.

After a long silence, Kizaru's seemingly calm voice rang out again, tinged with an almost imperceptible dryness: "Is there no room for negotiation?"

"I've made up my mind."

Vegapunk closed his eyes, facing the light that could end his life with equanimity.

Regret washed over his mind like a tidal wave.

Unfortunately, so many envisioned research projects have yet to be initiated, and so many unknown areas await exploration...

Hopefully, Kane can leave with the Punk Record and at least one clone.

"I'm sorry, old friend."

Kizaru silently chanted in his mind, and the light at his fingertips suddenly intensified—

Whoosh! Bang!

A beam of azure lightning struck precisely the golden laser beam that was about to be fired!

As the two energies collided, an explosion suddenly rang out.

As the lightning dissipated, Enel's figure appeared like a ghost in front of Vegapunk.

"It seems I arrived just in time."

Enel looked at Kizaru, his tone as arrogant as ever: "If this old man were to get into trouble under my nose, Kane would probably nag me endlessly."

“'Lightning Disaster' Enel…”

Kizaru's pupils contracted slightly, and the electric sparks dancing on his body were reflected in his brown sunglasses.

Enel, the user of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, was someone even he had to treat with utmost care.

Even at his most proficient speed, his opponent might not be much slower than him.

After all, theory is theory, and the upper limit of speed does not depend on the Glint-Glint Fruit, but on his reaction speed.

"Damn it! It's Thor! Thor Enel! Are your ears just decorations, you Qinghai people?!"

Upon hearing the official term "Thunder Disaster," Enel's temple veins bulged instantly, and he immediately corrected it in a fit of rage.

Even though he has been proclaiming himself the God of Thunder on various occasions, the Navy seems to be deliberately trying to annoy him by giving him the nickname "Thunder Disaster."

"It doesn't matter what you call me."

Kizaru slowly shook his head, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and then slowly opened them.

A golden longsword, formed purely from condensed light particles, took shape in his hand.

"The Kusanagi Sword!"

"Whether the name 'Thunder Disaster' will still exist after today remains to be seen."

Sensing the sudden surge of sharp, almost tangible pressure emanating from Kizaru, Enel finally opened his half-closed eyes completely.

He made a fist with his right hand, and violent lightning exploded, extended, and shaped from his palm, instantly condensing into a long, azure-blue lightning rod.

"Hmph, though it's not as handy as my golden staff, it's enough to deal with you."

He casually brandished his thunder cudgel, a cold and arrogant smile curving his lips. "These idlers... are getting in the way."

Before he could finish speaking, Enel's eyes suddenly narrowed!

boom--!!!

A massive, terrifying aura, like an invisible tsunami, erupted from him.

Wherever his aura passed, the elite guards behind Kizaru, who were on high alert, didn't even have time to react. They were struck as if by an invisible hammer, their eyes rolled back instantly, and without uttering a sound, they collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.

The laboratory was cleared out instantly.

Only the two remaining in a standoff, along with Vegapunk and the others who had been deliberately left behind.

"Wow, that's a terrifying Conqueror's Haki."

Kizaru's tone was exaggerated.

"but--"

Before he could finish speaking, his figure transformed into a blurry golden particle of light and vanished instantly.

In the next instant, as if leaping through space, the dazzling figure was already right in front of Enel, and the lightsaber slashed down with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air!

"You're far from being able to deal with me!"

boom!

The longsword and the long staff clashed fiercely!

The Punk Records Storage Hall.

Kane, who had stormed his way here, looked at the scene before him and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and exclaim in surprise:

"This is really... quite exaggerated."

What appeared before him was a giant spherical device that was tens of meters high.

Several thick pipes, each several meters in diameter, connect to an outer transparent reinforced glass enclosure like blood vessels. Inside the enclosure is an unidentified, bubbly, pale green liquid.

At the center of the liquid lies Vegapunk's enormous brain, comparable in size to that of a giant.

A finely crafted metal headband encircles it, from which extend a dozen data cables, like nerve bundles, tightly connecting this brain, representing the world's top intelligence, to the outside world.

Just then, a flurry of footsteps and shouts rapidly approached.

The pursuing forces are rapidly approaching.

"Tsk, can't I just pack up my 'treasure' and take it away in peace and quiet?"

Kane sighed helplessly.

He looked up at the towering dome and took a deep breath.

boom!

A condensed shockwave erupted from his mouth, like a giant energy slicing blade, and slammed directly into the metal ceiling.

Immediately afterwards, he tilted his head slightly, and the shockwave swept across, drawing a huge and regular circular trajectory on the ceiling.

Wherever it passed, the alloy melted and separated as if a hot knife were cutting through butter.

When the last inch of the connection was severed, the cut-off circular dome "lid" began to fall under the influence of gravity.

Kane bent his knees slightly, leaped, and casually slapped his right palm to the side towards the lid.

The heavy dome instantly changed direction, hurtling towards an empty wall to one side, eventually embedding itself in the wall with a dull thud.

Suddenly, the view above my head opened up.

The commotion quickly alerted the bear that was on guard and waiting outside.

He took off his gloves and showed his palm to himself.

boom!

With a soft thud, his massive body was instantly propelled off the ground by his own "slap," flying towards the hole and quickly disappearing into the base.

Before long, the bear's heavy body landed lightly and came to Kane's side.

When he saw the brain immersed in the huge glass container, even with his usual composure, a hint of undisguised shock flashed across his eyes.