A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

Dorum retorted without any politeness.

"What should we do then, yoi?"

Marco circled in the air and found that the rock walls of this continent were smooth and steep, with no footholds to climb.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Renn walked to the bow of the ship again.

He held in his hand the rubbing of the list of forbidden ingredients he had obtained from Saint Ilydia, carefully comparing it with the terrain before him.

"found it."

A moment later, Raine pointed to a rock wall to his left that looked no different from the rest of the wall.

"Based on the markings on this map and my analysis of the geological features, the rock structure there is the most vulnerable part of the entire red earth continent."

"The rocks there contain a special mineral called weeping salt. When this mineral is subjected to high-intensity vibrations, its internal structure will quickly collapse and become as soft as tofu."

Ryan's tone was calm, but it made Newgate's eyes light up instantly.

"Gurarararar! Renn! You're truly my lucky star!"

Newgate laughed loudly. He walked to the bow of the ship, took a deep breath, and his mountain-like body exuded an unprecedentedly terrifying aura.

He pushed the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit to its limit. This time, it was no longer simply about creating destruction, but about using extremely precise control to concentrate the enormous power of vibration into a single point.

"Dorum! Tell our big guys to hold on tight!"

"Yes, Captain!"

"Secret Technique: Mountain Split!"

Newgate threw a punch!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a vibration wave of a higher frequency that was barely perceptible to the naked eye, like an invisible drill, which struck the rock wall that Renn had pointed out with perfect precision.

Click... Click...

A sickening cracking sound rang out.

The seemingly indestructible red rock wall, upon contact with this unique frequency of vibration, actually began to rapidly and silently crumble and collapse from the inside, much like a sand sculpture being weathered!

Rumble!

Hundreds of millions of tons of rocks mixed with soil poured down from a height of 10,000 meters like a flood bursting its banks, creating towering waves on the sea.

In just a few minutes, Newgate created a huge slope, thousands of meters wide and with a gentle gradient, with a single punch!

"Wow!"

A deafening cheer erupted on the deck; everyone was utterly stunned by this miraculous scene.

"Hahaha! Daddy's awesome!"

"Let's go! Let's climb the mountain!"

The ancestral giant tortoise seemed excited about this new way of climbing. It let out a long, ancient cry, and with its four massive, mountain-like feet, it embarked on the miraculous path carved out by power, leading to the top of the world.

The climb was slow yet incredibly thrilling.

They were like giant beasts walking in mythology, with collapsed mountains beneath their feet and a rolling sea of ​​clouds beside them.

Dorum clung tightly to a huge broccoli tree the whole time, his face pale, muttering to himself.

"Slope of 35.7 degrees, coefficient of friction of 0.42, critical structural strength value... Oh my god, won't its soles slip?"

Soon, the colossal body of the ancestral giant tortoise finally reached the top of the Red Earth Continent.

The ground beneath my feet was no longer soft mud, but a special kind of white soil that was as soft as clouds.

The air was so fresh it was intoxicating. In the distance, the outline of a magnificent, golden city, like the abode of a god, appeared and disappeared amidst the sea of ​​clouds.

We've arrived at the Holy Land of Mary Geoise.

However, they were not greeted with flowers and applause.

The moment they set foot on this land, dozens of incredibly powerful auras locked onto them from all directions.

In the sky, several CP0 members dressed in black suits and using the Moonwalk technique quietly appeared. Their faces were expressionless, and their eyes were as cold as knives.

On the ground, countless members of the God's Knights, dressed in white uniforms and wielding special weapons, emerged from the clouds and formed an impenetrable encirclement.

And before the gates of that holy city, a familiar figure stood quietly.

She was still wearing a pristine white floor-length gown, and still veiled in that thin layer of fabric; it was Saint Ilydia.

This time, however, her eyes, as deep as the starry sky, no longer held the indifference of before, but were filled with vigilance and solemnity.

At the summit of the Red Earth, the atmosphere was as heavy as that of millennia-old ice.

The colossal body of the ancestral giant tortoise stood silently, like a colossal beast from ancient times, facing off against the distant, magnificent holy city that represented the highest power in the world.

On one side, there is a wildness and freedom full of primal vitality.

On the other side, there is an orderly, authoritative, and rule-bound atmosphere.

Two completely different scents collided in the air, sparking invisible flames.

"Gurarararar... This is quite a show of force, they really think highly of us."

Newgate, carrying his naginata, stood atop the giant tortoise's head. He looked at the CP0 and the Knights of God who surrounded them, a disdainful and arrogant smile on his face.

His overwhelming and unfathomable aura of dominance was slowly released, like a king surveying his territory, causing the elite warriors around him to feel a shiver from the depths of their souls.

"Whitebeard, Edward Newgate."

Saint Ilya's voice came from ahead, still ethereal, but less indifferent than before, and more coldly businesslike.

"This is the Holy Land Mary Geoise, the center of the World Government. It is not a place for pirates like you. Please take your pets and leave immediately, or you will face the consequences."

"pet?"

Upon hearing this, Gatz was the first to object. He slapped his chest and roared at Ilydia, "Hey! How dare you talk like that, woman! This is our home!"

"Family?"

Ilya's tone carried a hint of mockery: "A bunch of homeless fugitives, do they dare to talk about home?"

"you wanna die!"

Gatz's anger was completely ignited, and he swung the anchor, ready to charge.

"Stop, Gatz."

Newgate stopped him, and he stepped forward. His mountain-like figure cast a huge shadow, and his domineering aura made all the CP0 members present change their expressions.

"We're not here to fight."

Newgate's voice was steady and powerful.

"We are here to fulfill our obligations."

Chapter 232 A Banquet at the Gates of the Holy Land

Newgate turned his gaze to Ryan behind him.

Ryan understood and calmly stepped out from behind Newgate.

He was still wearing his spotless chef's uniform, as if the tense atmosphere around him had nothing to do with him.

He looked at Ilydia in the distance and said calmly, "I'll cook for the Five Elders."

This incongruous statement stunned all the members of CP0 and the Knights of God present.

Cooking for the Five Elders?

Are you kidding me?

However, Ilya's reaction was unexpected by everyone.

She looked at Raine, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded slightly: "The Five Elders have been waiting in the Hall of Power for a long time."

She paused, then added, "However, according to the rules, only you can enter the Holy Land."

This request instantly caused the Whitebeard Pirates to erupt in anger once again.

"no!"

"The head chef can't go alone!"

"Who knows what tricks you guys will pull!"

Newgate's face darkened. He shoved his naginata into the ground and said coldly, "My family, I will not let them out of my sight for even a moment."

Another major battle seems imminent.

However, Ryan waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

He looked at Ilydia and said calmly, "Okay, I'll go alone."

"Head Chef!"

Marco was getting anxious.

"but……"

Raine changed the subject, his gaze sweeping over the heavily guarded soldiers around him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I need to use some special kitchen utensils to cook. Those things are very heavy and I can't carry them by myself. I need a few helpers to lift them."

Ilya frowned almost imperceptibly: "What kitchenware?"

"for example……"

Rein pointed to Gatz behind him: "A human meat pounder that can smash an entire sea king into mincemeat."

He then pointed to Joz: "A diamond grinder that can grind even the hardest mineral, salt mountains, into fine powder."

Finally, his gaze fell on Marco: "And there's also a portable oven that can provide the purest and most stable flame of life."

Ryan's words left everyone present speechless.

A human-shaped meat pounder? A diamond grinder? A portable oven?

These aren't kitchen utensils; they're clearly the fighting force of some of the Whitebeard Pirates' top fighters!

Ilya's expression turned somewhat grim as she looked at Rein's usually calm and composed face, a dark look creeping across her.

She knew that this was the other party's bottom line, and also a form of indirect protest.

After a long silence, and after exchanging glances with the CP0 captain behind her, Ilydia finally chose to compromise.

"can."

She squeezed out those two words through gritted teeth.

"However, they can only stay in the kitchen as your assistants and cannot move around freely."

"make a deal."

Ryan nodded, then turned around and gave Newgate and the rest of the crew a reassuring smile.

"Captain, everyone, wait for me to come back for dinner."

After saying this, he walked calmly toward the magnificent holy city, surrounded by Gatz, Joz, and Marco, the three kitchen utensils.

Their silhouettes cast long shadows in the afterglow of the setting sun, like four warriors about to step into a den of dragons and tigers.

No, it's more like a chef taking his three-piece kitchen set and causing trouble in someone else's kitchen.

Newgate watched them walk away, and finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Gurararararar! This is my family! This is the style of the Whitebeard Pirates!"

He turned around and roared at the group of crew members behind him who were also staring in disbelief.

"Men! Stop the boat! Bring out all the wine!"

"Today, we'll hold a banquet right here at the entrance to this sacred place! We'll await the triumphant return of our head chef!"

"Oh oh oh!"

A deafening cheer resounded across the summit of the Red Earth Continent.

The voice was filled with fearless pride and absolute trust in his family, making the faces of the CP0 and the Knights of God who were monitoring them from afar grow increasingly grim.

They had a premonition that today, this sacred place, which had been peaceful for eight hundred years, was about to welcome its most restless and troublesome group of guests in its history.