I collect everything in the One Piece world.

Judge's movements abruptly halted, his brow furrowing. He quickly pulled up the external surveillance footage, and then his expression froze.

On the sea in front of the Germa Kingdom, a large ship was seen cutting through the waves.

The flag at the bow of the ship fluttered in the sea breeze. The main body of the flag was an open book with simple lines, and the back of the flag featured a classic compass cross.

On the deck of that ship, a black-haired youth stood with his hands in his pockets, his gaze piercing through the sea, fixed on the direction of the Germa Kingdom.

Even through the screen, Judge could feel the coldness and oppressiveness in that gaze.

Judge's pupils contracted slightly. He hadn't expected his words to come true; Blackmores had actually come knocking on his door!

Chapter 250, Where are my crew members?

Before Judge could give any further instructions, a dazzling black blade flashed across the monitor screen.

The blade of light swept across the entire screen, as if it were about to split the heavens and the earth in two.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar resounded, and the entire castle shook violently.

The floor beneath Judge's feet shook violently, and the screen on the control panel flickered a few times, almost going black.

He quickly steadied himself by holding onto the control panel, his eyes wide with shock as he looked at the external monitoring screen.

In front of the Germa Kingdom, the massive steel fortress, along with the snail ship connecting to it, was cleaved in two with a straight crack running down its middle!

The crack ran through the entire complex, from top to bottom, neatly dividing the front of the Germa Kingdom in two, as if someone had shaved it in the middle.

The edges of the crack were as smooth as a mirror, and you could even see the exposed metal structure and broken wires inside, sparking sporadic bursts of light.

Judge's face instantly turned ashen, his voice filled with barely suppressed anger and disbelief: "That madman... he actually dared to..."

Reiju lay motionless on the experimental bed. Although she couldn't see the outside world, the loud noise and the violent shaking of the castle had already given her a clue as to what had happened.

A slow smile crept onto her lips, and she said in a weak but firm voice, "I told you... you don't understand him."

Judge's teeth were grinding together, but he no longer had time to argue with Reiju.

He turned abruptly and strode out of the laboratory, yelling at his three sons standing in the corner, "Ichiji, Niji, Yonji! Come with me!"

Meanwhile, ahead of the Germa Kingdom, on the deck of the Windbreaker, Morsen slowly withdrew his Autumn Water sword, hoisted his longsword onto his shoulder, and looked at the steel castle he had cleaved in two with a single strike, his face expressionless.

"This strike is just a greeting; as for the next strike, I can't guarantee where I'll cut."

"Judge, are you going to come out on your own, or do you want me to peel off your turtle shell piece by piece and then drag you out?"

As Morsen spoke, Nami stood at the bow of the ship, raised her flintlock pistol, and pulled the trigger.

In an instant, bullets imbued with Armament Haki tore through the air, precisely piercing the bodies of a large group of clone soldiers in the front row, knocking them to the ground and clearing a large open space.

Robin crossed his arms in front of his chest and said calmly, "Ten-flower bloom."

The next second, countless arms emerged from the clone soldiers, twisting their arms behind their backs and locking their joints. Like dominoes, they fell to the ground one after another, completely losing their fighting ability.

Chopper leaped directly off the ship's side, his body rapidly expanding and growing in mid-air, transforming into a giant deer.

Then, with huge, black antlers on its head, it charged into the crowd like a tank, knocking the clone soldiers off their feet and sending them flying in all directions with screams.

Bakara also disembarked and engaged in close combat, weaving through the crowd like a butterfly with agile and unpredictable movements. The clone soldiers couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes before being overwhelmed by the backlash of her own abilities and falling to the ground.

Some were hit by her and bumped into their companions in the process, while others simply tripped over themselves for no apparent reason.

Bakala spun around without a single leaf touching her, but the people around her were already lying on the ground.

Within minutes, the clone soldier force in front of the Germa Kingdom's square was almost completely wiped out.

The remaining soldiers, weapons in hand, stared at the scene before them, unsure whether to advance further.

Mosen calmly jumped off the ship, his gaze sweeping over the clone soldiers lying on the ground, before locking onto a clone soldier who looked like a squad leader.

His figure flashed, and the next second he was in front of the squad leader. He stretched out a hand, accurately grabbed the squad leader's neck, and lifted him off the ground.

The clone squad leader struggled, trying to pry open Morsen's fingers with both hands, but Morsen's hands were as firm as iron clamps.

Mosen lifted him up in front of him, looking at him calmly, or rather, through him at the person behind the scenes who was controlling these clone soldiers: "Where are my crew?"

The clone squad leader made a series of indistinct gurgling sounds in his throat, as if he wanted to say something, but with Morsen choking him, he couldn't utter a complete syllable.

However, Morsen didn't need his reply; he knew his words had already been transmitted to where they were meant to be through the clone's consciousness network.

Not long after, the gates of the Germa Kingdom castle slowly opened.

Vinsmoke Judge strode out of the door, followed by his brothers Ichiji, Niji, and Yonji.

Judge's face was ashen, his eyes burning with suppressed rage.

He stood on the steps in front of the castle gate, looking down at Morsen and his entourage in the square, his voice carrying a feigned calm authority: "Black Morsen, how dare you! You actually dare to trespass on the territory of my Germa Kingdom, are you tired of living?"

Mosen casually tossed the clone squad leader aside, then looked up at Judge: "I've always been quite bold, but I'm not here today to reminisce with you. Hand over my crew, and I might consider dismantling only half of your territory."

Judge sneered: "Your crew? I don't know what you're talking about."

“Reiju is my daughter. What’s wrong with her going home? What right do you, an outsider, have to come to my Germa Kingdom to demand her return?”

Mosen's gaze turned cold: "I don't want to waste my breath on you."

Judge didn't answer, but suddenly waved his hand: "Charge! Kill them!"

At his command, the remaining clone soldiers in the square surged forward like a tide!

At the same time, Ichiji, Niji, and Yonji also sprang into action, each locking onto their own targets!

Judge stood on the steps without moving, his eyes fixed on Morsen.

He knew that Mosen was quite capable; after all, the intelligence and bounty money didn't come out of thin air.

But he didn't think he would lose, because this was the Kingdom of Germa, his home ground.

There are as many clone soldiers as you want; even if you overwhelm them with sheer numbers, you can wear Morsen down.

Moreover, his three sons are all perfectly modified warriors he created himself, each possessing superhuman strength and speed, combined with Germa's unique combat suit technology.

With the four of them working together, plus an endless stream of clone soldiers, he didn't believe Morsen could cause any trouble.

However, reality soon gave him a resounding slap in the face.

Ichiji's target was Robin. He was incredibly fast, with blue flames erupting from the acceleration devices under his feet, and he streaked across the square like a red meteor.

His right fist was still wreathed in high-temperature flames, and it blasted towards Robin's face with a scorching heat wave. If this punch landed, it would be enough to turn an armored vehicle into molten iron.

However, Robin didn't care at all and didn't even move an inch.

Her Observation Haki had already detected Ichiji's attack trajectory.

"Forty rounds of flowers bloom, two rounds of hooks appear."

Ichi's fist stopped not far from Robin, not because he wanted to stop, but because four arms suddenly grew from his arm, two locking his wrists and two gripping his elbows, fixing his right arm firmly at an extremely tricky angle.

Immediately afterwards, arms that grew out of the ground grabbed his legs, locking his ankles, knees, and groin at the same time.

Ichi's body was forcibly twisted by those arms in a completely ergonomic posture, his whole body flipped several times in the air, and then crashed heavily to the ground, creating a shallow human-shaped crater.

He struggled to get up, only to find that his limbs were locked at an extremely precise angle by those arms, every muscle was restrained tightly, and he couldn't exert any force at all.

He tried to burn off the arms with flames, but Robin's arms were incredibly tough under the cover of Armament Haki, and his flames couldn't burn them away in a short time.

Ichi gritted his teeth, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes for the first time. This woman was much more troublesome than he had expected.

Niji's target was Nami. Blue high-voltage electricity pulsed across his body as he moved at high speed across the plaza, his trajectory unpredictable and difficult to track.

As he moved, he released high-voltage current, and several arcs of electricity lashed out at Nami like whips.

This is his specialty: using a combination of high-speed movement and long-range electric shocks to disrupt the opponent's rhythm, and then seizing the opportunity to close in and strike to defeat the enemy.

However, Nami didn't even glance at the arcs of electricity; her Observation Haki had already completely seen through Niji's movement.

She simply shifted her body slightly, and the first arc of electricity was dodged. The second and third arcs also missed, grazing her hair and striking the ground, blasting a charred crater in the earth.

As she dodged, she raised the flintlock pistol in her hand, the muzzle covered with jet-black Armament Haki, and fired without even looking.

The bullet tore through the air and struck Nicholas's knee precisely as he moved at high speed.

She even predicted his movement trajectory; the bullet wasn't aimed at his current location, but rather at the location he was about to reach.

Nicholas screamed as blood spurted from his knee. His fast-moving body instantly lost its balance and rolled several times on the ground before coming to a stop.

Although modified humans have very high physical strength, this is still relative to ordinary people.

Faced with sufficiently powerful domineering aura, their modified bodies are not indestructible.

He gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up, but Nami had already rushed in front of him in one stride.

He reversed the flintlock pistol in his hand, the butt covered in dark, shiny Armament Haki, and swung it around to smash it into the back of his head.

"Boom!"

With a dull thud, Nicholas's eyes rolled back, his body convulsed a few times, and then he lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

Nami twirled the flintlock pistol in her hand, blew away the gunpowder smoke, and curled her lip: "That's it? I thought Germa's cyborgs were much more powerful."

On the other side, Yonji's target was Baccarat and Chopper. He used his superhuman jumping ability to leap high into the air, his legs drawing an arc in the air, and then slashing down at Baccarat like a battle axe.

His legs were covered in Germa's specially made alloy armor, and the force of this split kick was enough to cut a small boat in half.

Even before he landed, a confident smile had already crept onto his lips. In his eyes, his two opponents were utterly insignificant.

Below, Baccarat smiled and snapped her fingers, and then Yuji felt himself suddenly lose his balance completely.

It was as if an invisible hand had suddenly pushed him from behind, causing him to lose his balance in mid-air and fly sideways in an extremely disheveled manner, knocking over a row of clone soldiers next to him, and rolling several times on the ground before coming to a stop.

He scrambled to his feet, still disoriented, shaking his head, not quite understanding what had just happened.

"What...what did you do?!" Yuji was completely bewildered and roared angrily.

Bakara tilted her head and spread her hands innocently: "I didn't do anything, you just lost your balance, didn't you?"

Enraged, Yongzhi turned pale and charged at her again. This time, he was smarter and stopped using jumping attacks. Instead, he sprinted with his feet firmly on the ground, alternately throwing punches at Bakala's face and chest.

However, Bakala remained the same, moving her body lightly and nimbly, dodging his fist by the last second just before it was about to hit her.

At the same time, don't forget to pat his arm or shoulder a few times.

Right after filming, Yongzhi would either slip, suddenly cramp up his arm, or even lose his balance and trip over himself.

Within a minute, he had fallen seven or eight times, leaving him bruised and swollen, barely able to stand.

"If you're so capable, don't hide! Fight me fair and square!" Yuji roared angrily.