I collect everything in the One Piece world.

Although their accuracy was somewhat lacking due to the lack of systematic training, their firepower density was sufficient to keep the naval soldiers from raising their heads.

Further away, at a hidden sewer opening, Nami turned her head to look at the small submarine that was resting steadily on the water, and checked its status.

She then knelt down on one knee and set up a ridiculously long gun. This gun had been modified by Franky, with a very long barrel, a high-precision scope, and a special magazine, giving it an exaggerated range.

Mosen's task for her was to provide support, but she also wanted to do her part as much as possible.

She closed one eye, while calmly scanning the area below through the scope with the other.

After a period of arduous training and practical experience, her potential in Observation Haki and Armament Haki has been unlocked.

The progress in Observation Haki is the fastest. Although it cannot predict the future as dramatically as some others, there has been a qualitative leap in the perception of aura and danger, as well as intuition and accuracy when shooting.

boom! boom! boom!

The crisp gunshots were not frequent, but each shot was extremely deadly.

Nami specifically targets naval officers and senior officers who attempt to organize a counterattack, or soldiers who operate heavy weapons.

Special warheads, imbued with a faint trace of Armament Haki, whistled out, often capable of killing or destroying key equipment in one shot, greatly slowing down the Navy's counterattack.

"Left! Enemies are approaching rapidly! Is it... a monster?!" A cry of alarm suddenly came from the right flank of the naval defenses.

Not far away, a huge, burly, hairy, horned monster roared out. It was Chopper, who had swallowed the Rumble Ball and transformed!

In this state, he possessed immense strength and thick skin. Wielding enormous fists and hooves, he charged into the flank of the navy like a heavy chariot, causing chaos and destruction wherever he went. Ordinary swords and blades could not even penetrate his fur defenses.

In contrast, the fiery red figure on the right was much lighter and faster.

Bakara, wielding a slender rapier, moved with the speed of the wind, darting along the edge of the naval formation.

She learned her swordsmanship from Mo Sen, and added some of her own understanding; her foundation was solid and her footwork was agile.

However, what's even more striking than that is her unreasonable "good luck".

Despite the seemingly perilous situation, the naval soldiers' bullets would always whiz past her, the tripwires under her feet would inexplicably break, and even the soldiers attacking her would inexplicably injure each other.

She occasionally uses Armament Haki for defense and offense. Her talent is the opposite of Nami's. Nami is more talented in Observation Haki, while she is more talented in Armament Haki.

While they acted separately according to plan, the real pressure fell on Nico Robin.

She stood on a high rooftop, her hands clasped in front of her chest, her eyes calm.

Like Nami and Baccarat, her strength did not stagnate while she was adventuring and playing with Morsen.

However, her talent is not biased towards either side. She has mastered both Observation Haki and Armament Haki well, without being weak in any particular area, but she is not particularly outstanding in any one area either.

"A dazzling array of spider flowers, armed and entwined!"

As her cold voice rang out, several arms instantly sprouted from the three lieutenant generals!

Unlike before, the surface of these arms is covered with a layer of Armament Haki that looks like black porcelain, which greatly enhances the arms' defensive capabilities and makes up for the weakness of the arms that were previously formed by the Flower Flower Fruit, which were easily injured.

"A mere trick!" The flying squirrel sneered. Without even drawing its long sword, it swung the black, armor-colored scabbard and instantly shattered the dozens of arms binding its body into flower petals!

Fire Mountain and Storobelli each used their own methods, either slashing with their swords or shattering the bound fists with their powerful punches, easily breaking free from their restraints.

But Robin's goal was not to trap them.

Just as the three were slightly restrained by the arms, more arms grew and strangled among the ordinary naval soldiers and officers like a tide!

Screams immediately rang out in the naval formation, making the already chaotic formation, which was disrupted by the explosions and suppressive fire, even worse.

"Damn it! Take down Nico Robin first!" The gentle smile on Huoshaoshan's face vanished, replaced by a heavy killing intent.

The three moved almost simultaneously, transforming into three afterimages and rushing towards the broken wall where Robin was in a triangular formation.

The speed and imposing presence of a lieutenant general are extraordinary.

Robin's pupils contracted slightly, but she did not panic. She had long known that she could not defeat three lieutenant generals, and her original tactic was to delay and harass them.

"Thirty-round Flower Hook Claws!" Arms covered in Armament Haki emerged again from the path of the three charging, attempting to grab and obstruct them.

This time, the three lieutenant generals were prepared. They either slashed the enemy with their swords or smashed them open with their powerful bodies, maintaining almost the same speed.

"Hundred Flowers Dazzling Tree Armament!" Robin crossed her arms again, instantly conjuring several shield walls in front of her, made up of numerous interwoven arms and covered in Armament Haki.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The flying squirrel's scabbard strike, the fire mountain's flame slash, and the Storoberry's finger gun combo all landed on the shield wall almost simultaneously.

The Armament Haki shield wall trembled violently, but surprisingly it did not shatter immediately, barely managing to block the first wave of combined attacks!

Robin himself was also pushed backward several meters by the recoil, and his face turned somewhat pale.

"Oh? Your Armament Haki is quite good, Nico Robin. You're much stronger than the intelligence reports suggested." Strawberry's tone was calm, but his attacks didn't stop at all. He kept swinging his twin swords, sending sharp blades slashing towards Robin.

Robin gritted her teeth and persevered, dodging nimbly while constantly generating new Armament Haki in her arms to block and counterattack.

While struggling to cope, she quietly pulled out two "collectible stickers" from her pocket.

One of the stickers was a "lucky sticker" that Mo Sen had given me in advance. After I put it on, a familiar and subtle sense of luck instantly enveloped my whole body.

The other image is an enemy attack that Morsen "collected" during a previous battle, namely a crescent-shaped sand dune from Crocodile.

"Now's the time!" Robin seized the opportunity and flung out the crescent-shaped sand dune sticker, aiming straight for the flying squirrel!

A sharp, crescent-shaped sand blade appeared out of thin air, whistling as it slashed towards the flying squirrel.

The timing was tricky, the angle was ruthless, forcing the flying squirrel to parry with its sword, and its offensive stalled.

At the same time, Robin quickly took out a "blank sticker" and faced the fierce blade light coming from Fire Mountain.

The sticker flashed, and the blade's light was "absorbed" into it, transforming into a new collectible sticker.

This was a "blank sticker" that Mosen had envisioned beforehand. He had prepared such "blank stickers" in advance and given them to his companions so that they could use them to defend against and collect attacks.

Robin was also trying it out in actual combat for the first time, and she didn't expect it to be so effective, which boosted her spirits.

You should know that once she has collected it, she can release it again, which is equivalent to using their own attacks to fight themselves.

Thanks to the boost from the "Lucky Sticker," the surprise attack from the "Attack Sticker" prepared in advance, and the "Blank Sticker" to absorb the collection attack, Robin managed to hold out for a while against the siege of three vice admirals.

However, the price she paid was that her face grew paler and paler, her breathing became rapid, her Armament Haki became unstable, and her physical strength and Haki were depleted like a flood.

"How much longer can you hold out, Nico Robin?" The flying squirrel's voice was icy, and its attacks grew increasingly fierce.

"These little tricks of yours won't save you, nor will they save your companions. Blackmosen is in dire straits himself; who else can you expect to save you?"

Robin gritted his teeth and didn't answer, but a sense of powerlessness and self-reproach welled up inside him.

I'm still not strong enough... If I were stronger, I could relieve more pressure on the captain instead of just dragging things out like this...

Just then, a concentrated and violent purplish-black blade of energy suddenly pierced through the air from the side, its target being the flying squirrel who was putting pressure on Robin!

The slash came too fast and too suddenly, and the angle was extremely tricky, hitting the flying squirrel just as it lunged forward!

The flying squirrel's Observation Haki triggered a frantic warning, and in the nick of time, he only had time to retract his longsword and block it to his side!

Clang!

Amidst the ear-piercing clang of metal against metal, the flying squirrel felt a violent force emanating from the blade, causing his wrist to go numb and his blood to surge. He was involuntarily cleaved backward, staggering seven or eight steps before barely managing to regain his balance, his hand gripping the blade trembling slightly.

He looked in the direction from which the sword energy was coming.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a tall figure slowly emerged—it was Blackmoreson.

His clothes were stained with blood, but his aura was even more profound and fierce than before.

He held the demon sword Sandai Kitetsu diagonally in his right hand, its purplish-black blade wreathed in lingering dark aura, gleaming with a chilling light.

What shocked Momonga, Firemountain, Storoberry, and all the other Marines who witnessed this scene even more was that Momon's left hand was casually carrying a dying figure, none other than Vice Admiral Doberman, who had been burly and imposing before but was now as weak as a candle in the wind.

At Morsen's feet, Lieutenant General Onigumo lay sprawled in an odd pose, his signature long hair now considerably shorter.

The six knives that were originally tangled in his hair, plus the two he was holding in his hands, making a total of eight sharp long knives, were now stuck in different parts of his body.

He had penetrating wounds on his shoulders, arms, thighs, and waist, from which blood gushed out, turning him into a true "blood spider." He had also completely lost consciousness, and his fate was unknown.

Mosen's gaze swept over the flying squirrel, Fire Mountain, and Storoberry, whose expressions had suddenly changed, and finally landed on the pale-faced Robin. He nodded slightly, indicating that she had done a good job.

Then, he raised the Sandai Kitetsu, pointing the tip of the blade at the three elite vice admirals of the Navy Headquarters whose faces were extremely grim, and slowly spoke.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the suddenly silent coastline: "Your colleague doesn't seem to be very resilient."

"Whose turn is it next?"

Chapter 156, Standoff! The Frustrated Flying Squirrel and the Sudden Attack!

Mosen's sudden appearance brought the entire battlefield to a standstill.

Seeing him carrying Doberman and with the Ghost Spider sprawled at his feet, the entire noisy and chaotic coastal battlefield fell silent.

All the sailors seemed frozen in place, their faces filled with horror and disbelief.

The impact of this scene is more powerful than any words.

Onigumo and Doberman were both renowned elite vice admirals of the Navy Headquarters, known for their toughness and ruthlessness. However, their defeat was so complete and so tragic in such a short time, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

The veins on the back of Lieutenant General Squirrel's hand, which was gripping a long sword, bulged out. The gentleness on Lieutenant General Fire Mountain's face had vanished, leaving only a cold solemnity. Beneath Lieutenant General Storoberry's strange tall hat were eyes as sharp as knives.

The three of them formed a triangle, subtly surrounding Morsen, but none of them made the first move.

The air was thick with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Mosen's gaze swept over the three men with ashen faces, finally settling on the leader, the flying squirrel.

He raised his left hand, shook the barely breathing Doberman in it, and kicked the Ghost Spider at his feet. His voice was calm, yet carried a chilling coldness:

"Just a heads up, your two colleagues are still hanging on by a thread."

"However, how long they can hold out depends on your next choices, not mine."

He paused, his tone still calm, yet each word struck like a hammer blow, deeply resonating in the hearts of every sailor:

"After I leave here, I might consider returning them to you."

"If I choose to fight..."

Mosen's lips curled into a cold smile, and the tip of the Sandai Kitetsu was slightly raised, pointing at Momonga, and seemingly at all the Marines.

"Then I'll play along to the end. But you'd better be prepared to have this beach covered with navy corpses, including the three of you."

"Hmph, bluff!" The flying squirrel suppressed the turmoil in his heart and spoke in a deep voice, trying to stabilize the morale of the troops, while also probing Mosen's strength.

"Having fought two lieutenant generals from headquarters in succession, I don't believe you still have the strength to deal with the three of us at the same time!"