A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

"Gurarararar! Is it over?"

Although Newgate was at a disadvantage and his wounds were increasing, his domineering spirit remained undiminished.

"My era has only just begun!"

He roared and unleashed the full power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, delivering a powerful Tremor Emperor that forced the silver-haired knight back half a step, giving himself a brief respite.

However, everyone knew that this was only the last gasp of their strength.

It seems only a matter of time before the Whitebeard Pirates are defeated.

Just then, an indescribable, domineering aroma, a blend of exquisite meaty fragrance and strange energy, suddenly burst forth from the direction of the kitchen, instantly enveloping the entire New Moby Dick!

Chapter 175 Using cooking... to turn the tide of a war

The aroma was so domineering, so full of vitality, as if it possessed its own will.

It ignored the holy light shrouding the knights of the gods and the chilling atmosphere in the air. Like the gentlest yet most tyrannical king, it forced its way into every corner of the battlefield and into the nostrils of everyone.

Upon smelling this scent, the members of the Knights of God felt a momentary daze, and the cold, iron-like killing intent that had accumulated over the years showed a slight, almost imperceptible loosening.

They even developed the absurd illusion that they should put down their weapons and sit down for a proper meal.

Meanwhile, the members of the Whitebeard Pirates felt every cell in their bodies cheering and jumping for joy, as if they were welcoming an upcoming divine baptism.

"Hahaha! It tastes just like the head chef's!"

Gatz's eyes, which had been somewhat unfocused due to blood loss, instantly lit up, and he felt his strength returning.

"Here I am! Yoi!"

Marco's spirits lifted; he knew the ship's true captain was about to make his move.

At the kitchen door, Ryan came out carrying a huge container that looked like a hot pot.

Inside the container was a pot of freshly cooked wartime feast, still bubbling with golden light.

The broth had a dazzling golden color, mixed with small pieces of pig-shaped potatoes, shimmering succulent meat, and various unknown herbs that emitted strange aromas.

"Dinner is ready."

Rein's voice wasn't loud, but it sounded like a divine decree, invigorating all the members of the Rocks Pirates.

Instead of using a bowl, he placed the huge container directly in the center of the deck.

"Come over here, help yourselves."

"Oh oh oh!"

Gatz was the first to scramble over, too lazy to even use a spoon, he simply used his giant anchor as a ladle, scooped up a large spoonful and poured it into his mouth.

As the piping hot soup entered his mouth, Gatz's eyes widened in surprise.

An explosive yet incredibly gentle energy erupted within his body!

He felt his wounds heal instantly, and his depleted strength and domineering aura were replenished like a volcanic eruption.

Even more strangely, he felt as if his muscle fibers were being rewoven and strengthened by a peculiar force, becoming more resilient and full of explosive power.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

Gatz roared to the sky, feeling more powerful than ever before, as if he could smash the sky with a single anchor!

"It's so hot! It feels so good! Yo!"

Marco also took a sip, and his regenerative flames, which had been suppressed by light energy, surged instantly. The blue-green flames became more solid and pure, and even faintly took on a golden halo.

The tiny cracks on Joz's diamond body, caused by the divine barrier, were instantly repaired, and the diamond's luster became even more brilliant and indestructible.

On Oden's twin swords, the Haki of Ryuo flowed and swirled like a living thing, even faintly seeping through the blades, forming an invisible, incomparably sharp sword aura.

This is a true miracle.

A ritual of collective rebirth and upgrade, triggered by food and performed live in front of the enemy.

"This...this is impossible!"

The silver-haired knight at the head of the group looked at the monsters whose auras had suddenly increased several times over. The elegant and composed smile on his face finally disappeared completely, replaced by endless shock and a trace of barely perceptible fear.

He couldn't understand it.

This was beyond his understanding of Devil Fruits, Haki, and all the power systems in this world.

Using food... to turn the tide of a war?

Nothing is impossible.

Newgate's voice rang out behind him, but it was no longer the bold and unrestrained voice he had before; instead, it carried a chilling and murderous intent.

He took a big gulp of soup, and all the wounds on his body disappeared. His momentum, which had weakened slightly due to the battle, rose to its peak again, even stronger than before!

"Because this is how the Whitebeard Pirates fight!"

"Now……"

Newgate slowly turned around, his hawk-like eyes fixed on the silver-haired knight, and he grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.

"Warm-up complete, time for lunch."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he appeared in front of the silver-haired knight as if by teleportation, and his fist, wrapped in a pure white aura of vibration, slammed out with an unparalleled force!

"Try this, you lackey of the gods!"

"This is a bento box made for me by my family...it's a gift of love!"

"Emperor Zhen!"

The balance of power shifted dramatically and irreversibly because of a meal.

The silver-haired knight's pride in his holy light was as fragile as paper before Newgate's iron fist, which was imbued with the will to protect and the energy of food.

His lightsaber shattered instantly, and he was struck as if by a battering ram. He coughed up blood and flew hundreds of meters away, crashing heavily into the sea and creating a towering wave.

"Hahaha! It's my turn!"

Gatz roared like thunder as he swung the massive anchor into a black whirlwind of death, slamming it down on the optical camouflage knight who had caused him so much trouble.

The knight tried to use his optical abilities to dodge again, but was horrified to find that the opponent's attack range was so large that it was impossible to avoid.

boom!

With a loud bang, the knight, along with his optical camouflage, was smashed into a blurry puddle of light and shadow, completely losing his fighting ability.

"Phoenix Seal - Stardust!"

Marco's Flame of Regeneration was no longer just about defense and healing. With a flap of his wings, countless feathers burning with cyan-gold flames shot out like a meteor shower.

The immense life force contained within the flames had a powerful restraining effect on the knights who were composed of pure light energy.

The two knights wielding energy guns were struck by the fiery feathers, letting out a shrill scream as their bodies melted away rapidly, like ice and snow exposed to sunlight.

The battle unfolded as a one-sided massacre.

The members of the Knights of God, these top-tier powerhouses who could strike fear into the hearts of any force in the outside world, were now as vulnerable as lambs to the slaughter in front of the Whitebeard Pirates, who were on drugs... no, on a full stomach.

Fear began to show on their faces.

They finally understood that the true terror of this group of pirates lay not in their captain, who possessed the power to destroy the world, nor in their powerful, monstrous crew members.

And then there was the one who stood calmly at the kitchen doorway the whole time, watching them as if he were looking at a group of ingredients about to be served on the table... the divine chef.

"Retreat...retreat!"

Someone shouted, and the remaining Divine Knights awoke as if from a dream, transforming into streaks of light and fleeing desperately towards the distant sea without looking back.

They didn't even dare to utter any harsh words, fearing that the terrifying chef might bring out something even more horrible from the kitchen.

A perfectly planned and historic annihilation of the Whitebeard Pirates ended in a darkly humorous and anticlimactic manner.

Calmness returned to the deck of the New Moby Dick.

All that remained was a scene of utter chaos, and a group of monsters burping contentedly from overeating.

Chapter 176 Lord Im's Will

"Burp...Delicious!"

Gatz patted his round belly and said happily, "Head Chef, can we have this again next time?"

"It depends."

Raine calmly put the huge hot pot back in.

"We've run out of ingredients this time. Next time, we'll have to see what new prey we can catch."

"Then let's go catch them now!"

Oden made the suggestion with excitement.

The deck was filled with a cheerful atmosphere once again, as if the devastating battle that had just taken place was merely a pre-dinner entertainment.

Dorum, clutching his notebook, paced back and forth on the deck, tears welling in his eyes. With each step, his heart bled.

"The No. 3 armor plate on the port side has been corroded by holy light energy, resulting in more than 300 micro-cracks, and it needs to be replaced."

"The rudder's drive shaft deviated by 0.01 millimeters during the violent vibration just now. Although it doesn't affect navigation, it still bothers me."

"And the sound waves from Gatz's burp just now shattered a piece of the kitchen window..."

Newgate leaned back on his throne, watching the group of clowns, and let out his signature goo-hoo-hoo-hoo laugh.

However, what they didn't know was that this seemingly narrow victory had already unleashed a terrifying and monstrous wave at the highest levels of the world.

The Holy Land, Mary Geoise.

Between power.

Five elderly men dressed in black suits, their auras as deep and unfathomable as an abyss, sat silently around a large round table.

The air in the room was so heavy it seemed to drip water, and even the flickering candlelight seemed to move cautiously.

In the center of the round table, a video Den Den Mushi is silently playing a blurry yet impactful video.

In the scene, a group of pirates with surging auras descended like demon gods, easily tearing apart the Holy Light Defense that the Knights of God were so proud of.

The silver-haired knight in the lead, a man who could strike fear into the hearts of any power in the outside world, was punched into the sea by Whitebeard, and his fate is unknown.

The turning point for all of this came from that figure standing at the kitchen doorway, holding a pot.

"Defeat..."

With a long white mustache and a scar on his forehead, the Five Elders had a hoarse voice, like two rusty iron plates rubbing together.

"According to their report, the members of the Whitebeard Pirates suddenly experienced a collective surge in strength during the battle. Each person's power, speed, and Haki increased several times over, as if they had instantly completed a leap in some kind of life level."

The blond Five Elders had a gloomy look in his eyes and tapped on the table.

"This is beyond our understanding of Devil Fruits."

"It's that chef again."

Holding the first generation Kitetsu, the bald Five Elders spoke slowly, his voice as cold as ever, sharp as a blade.

"Through cooking, one can directly intervene in or even reverse the course of a war..."

The Five Elders, who had been silent all along and was the tallest, finally spoke. His voice was booming and full of authority.

"This ability can no longer be called a Devil Fruit; it's more like... a power possessed only by gods."

"The God of Cooking, Raine."

The name echoed in the room, carrying a chilling, unsettling feeling.

They have lived for hundreds of years, witnessed countless eras, and considered themselves the rulers of this world order. But today, a sixteen-year-old chef slapped them hard in the face with a pot.

This was not merely a military defeat, but a fundamental upheaval of their 800-year-old system of rule based on power and bloodline.

"White-bearded Edward Newgate, what he wants is family and freedom. Although he poses a threat to our rule, his nature is still within the realm we can understand."

The blond Five Elders' eyes turned incredibly dangerous.

"But this Raine... his existence has exceeded comprehension, becoming an unpredictable variable, a chef who can infinitely create powerful individuals, his threat level is even above Whitebeard himself!"