One Piece: Rayquaza of the Beasts Pirates

After this battle, apart from the children who were too young to participate, only forty-eight core members of the once-prosperous Charlotte family remained, still standing and breathing.

Most of them were wounded, looking dejected. Some silently lowered their heads, while others raised their eyes, their gazes filled with resentment, anger, fear, and a hint of bewilderment, looking at the man who could now hold the only power over their fate.

Just yesterday, they were a formidable overlord in the new world.

The vibrant scene of all nations flourishing and thriving is still vivid in my mind.

But how could this place have turned into our final resting place in just one day?

"To surrender, or to die."

Kane's voice wasn't loud, but the moment he spoke, the whole world seemed to hold its breath, with only the sea breeze howling as it swept across the ruins.

The surviving members of the Charlotte family almost instinctively turned their gaze to the tall figure standing at the front.

Charlotte Katakuri, the greatest masterpiece of the Charlotte family.

An invisible gaze scorched his back.

Katakuri understood that this might be the family's last and only chance.

He subconsciously glanced to the side, looking at something not far away.

Their mother, the once arrogant "BIG MOM" Charlotte Linlin, was now bound by layers of specially made high-purity seastone chains, her eyes closed and her breath faint as she lay there.

He was not afraid of death.

He gained his resolve when he killed his first formidable enemy.

But what about his younger brothers and sisters who love him, trust him, and place their hopes for the future on him?

Their lives were just beginning to shine.

Do I really have the right to personally cut off all their possibilities for the sake of empty pride?

"Katakuri-nii-san..."

A familiar voice, choked with sobs, rang out.

Lola pushed through the crowd and stood before Katakuri, tears streaming down her face. Bearing the complex gazes of her brothers and sisters, she spoke with difficulty but unwavering resolve: "Surrender...for everyone's sake, I beg you."

“Lola…”

Katakuri pursed his lips tightly.

After a long, suffocating silence, he finally lowered his proud head.

"We choose...to surrender."

Although they had expected it, many members of the Charlotte family still felt a strong sense of loss and emptiness when the word "surrender" was actually uttered by their most trusted brother.

But what can be done?

Even their mother, who was like a god in their hearts and invincible, has fallen and become a prisoner.

"Good."

Kane smirked and snapped his fingers: "Welcome to the team."

"Minions, untie our new partner."

Next, it's time to collect the spoils.

Kane's gaze fell on Katakuri, and he casually tapped his finger: "Take me to your treasure vault. I've been looking forward to one of the treasures there for a long time."

Cake Island, a treasure trove deep underground.

The heavy alloy door slid open slowly with the sound of a mechanism, revealing a deep and vast space behind it.

The mountain of treasure gleamed alluringly under the emergency lights, but Kane's gaze went straight past these treasures, fixing firmly on the deepest part of the vault, where a huge red stone tablet stood silently.

Wow! It's huge!

Yamato, who followed, looked up at the enormous creature before him and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"Of course."

Kane crossed his arms, slowly stepped forward, and looked the text up and down: "These are only four of the world's red Poneglyphs."

Including the piece that Kaido originally kept for the Beasts Pirates, he now has two of the four key landmarks leading to the final island, Laugh Tale.

If we also include the piece known to be hidden in Zou, which can be obtained at any time...

He has quietly paved three-quarters of the road to the throne of "Pirate King".

One Piece!

This ultimate symbol, which has been the dream of countless heroes since Gol D. Roger ushered in the Great Pirate Era, now seems to be within reach, almost attainable.

Unfortunately, the remaining historical text of the road sign, which should have been hidden on Fishman Island, remains missing to this day.

Who exactly is that burned man?

"Never mind, if I get it, I'm lucky; if I lose it, it's my fate."

Kane shook his head, putting that lingering doubt behind him.

Raphdru is not a must-go destination.

If he can master Dynamax and become the perfect Rayquaza, Im might not be invincible.

Almost at the same time that the dust settled on the war between nations, high in the sky, Morgans, hiding in a specially made hot air balloon, was caught up in a near-manic ecstasy!

Of course, what excited him was not escaping the Charlotte family's pursuit, but that he was about to report a super news story that could overturn the entire era!

With the Four Emperors' power structure remaining stable for decades, a true game-changer has emerged!

The Charlotte Family was defeated, and their remaining forces were absorbed by the Beasts Pirates...

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the long-standing balance of the new world has been completely broken, and the wave of unification is probably just around the corner!

The Whitebeard Pirates couldn't stop them, and the Red-Haired Pirates were even less able to stop them.

Compared to that, Kaido's ability to sweep through the first half of the New World with a single click is nothing more than an appetizer.

"The headline! The headline!"

Morgans excitedly chewed on his beloved quill pen, spinning around in place. "'The disruptor of the new world order'? 'The birth of the strongest pirate crew'?... No, no! Not exciting enough! Not shocking enough!"

He scratched the feathers on his head in frustration.

"If you want something shocking... um... 'Shocking! This man actually did this to Charlotte Linlin!'?"

"hiss--"

As soon as he finished reading, Morgans shivered.

It's as if I can already see my future, being turned into a "roasted albatross" by the enraged Beast Pirates.

"Yes, I've got it!"

Morgans's eyes suddenly lit up.

He solemnly spread out the manuscript paper, dipped his quill pen in thick ink, and with an almost sacred posture, wrote down the title that was destined to shake the world, stroke by stroke.

……

"The Emperor of the New World?"

The atmosphere on the deck of the Moby Dick was quite different from its usual grand and boisterous scene.

The pirates, in small groups, silently passed around the newly delivered copy of the World Economic News, still smelling of fresh ink.

"Charlotte Linlin is defeated... The beasts conquer all nations..."

The few lines in the newspaper were more impactful than the most violent tsunami, repeatedly washing over the minds of every member of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Anxiety and restlessness, like invisible seaweed, quietly spread beneath the deck.

No one expected that Kane's boast on Ghost Island would come true so quickly and so completely!

So, the Beasts Pirates' next target... isn't it a choice between the Whitebeard Pirates and the Red-Haired Pirates?

"How arrogant!"

Just then, the Third Division Captain "Diamond" Jozu spoke in a deep voice, his thick fingers almost crushing the newspaper, his face full of disdain.

"Who doesn't know that Dad is the strongest man in the world!"

"He dares to call himself the 'Emperor of the New World' without even defeating the Whitebeard Pirates! That bastard Morgans is all talk and no action!"

Despite his tough words, his knuckles, white from straining, betrayed that he was not as relaxed as he appeared.

"Joz is right!"

Bista keenly sensed his companion's intention, knowing that he was trying to calm the restless people on the ship in this way, and so he went along with it.

Under the leadership of the two captains, the pirates on the deck, who were initially somewhat panicked, visibly calmed down.

Yes! The old man is still alive! The Whitebeard Pirates' flag is still flying!

The strongest man in the world won't change his title just because someone else defeated one of the Four Emperors!

This title is universally recognized and was earned by my father through countless battles.

It's obvious which of the two titles is more prestigious.

Titles are judged by their prestige, not their quantity.

Marco, newspaper in hand, walked solemnly toward the white-bearded man sitting on a tall chair at the back of the deck.

"Dad..."

"Gurararara, don't rush, Marco, go greet the guests first."

Whitebeard did not directly respond to Marco's concerns; his gaze passed over his son and landed on the distant horizon.

Marco paused slightly, then followed the white beard's gaze.

Where the sea meets the sky, a familiar sail bearing the Scarface skull symbol is slowly rising from beneath the azure sea.

Not long after, the owner of that pirate flag stepped onto the deck of the Moby Dick.

"Welcome! Captain Redhead!"

As soon as the pirate in charge of the announcement finished speaking, Marco, who had been sitting on the deck steps, seemed to sense something, his brows furrowed suddenly, and he abruptly stood up.

"Young people, step down. Your bodies can't take it."