ues an order, I am willing to accept any punishment from headquarters."Colonel Darren...The flying squirrel's face was unusually serious, as if sensing the tension in the office, he seemed to want to...“This… What kind of ability is this…”
Jia Ji added, looking at the shell that was slowly rotating above his head with a dazed expression, he even stuttered when speaking.
"Control... the ability to manipulate metal"
Gion was also astonished.
The flying squirrel beside him crossed his arms, chuckled, and lit a cigarette.
Darren's got his magnetic powers down to a science now.
But in the distance,
On the Saint Germain, Vincentsmoke Gatz's pupils constricted dramatically as he watched the oppressive scene unfold. He couldn't help but clench his jaw first.
However, the words that Darren uttered only served to rekindle the flames of anger within him.
This little naval brat...such a big mouth!!
Could he really think that with the power of just one Devil Fruit, he could stand against the Germa Kingdom's "Evil Army"
"Don't joke around!! If I, an old man like me, can't even handle you little imps, how can the Germa 66 ever hope to rule the North Sea!"
Vincent Smoak Gatch roared with bloodshot eyes:
"Full-scale assault!! Just charge straight at him!! Ram that battleship to pieces!!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, the Germa fleet surged into chaos once more. Pulled by the colossal snail, they roared to life, engines screaming as they hurtled toward Darrren's ship at breakneck speed.
Darren remained silent.
He slowly raised his hand again.
His movements were so slow, compared to the Germa 66's dozens of warships roaring across the sea, surging waves and charging forward. It was incredibly awkward.
Even in the kingdom of Yadies, on the coast, where tens of thousands could clearly see his movements.
Long and slender fingers, gently stretch in mid-air.
Then,
Fist bump!
The next second,
Buzz buzz buzz buzz...
A sudden, sharp sonic boom erupted.
Everyone's eyes widened.
Suddenly, the dense barrage of shells that seemed to cover the sky in midair began to shake violently.
In the void, an invisible tempest seemed to spawn.
Then, the roar of the air whistling up.
Shrapnel rained down from the sky,
A death network capable of effortlessly leveling half a mountain.
It was with this movement of the Naval Admiral that a volley of projectiles, traveling at twice the speed it had when falling earlier, fiercely shot towards the Germa 66 fleet.
Vincent Smoak's eyes were instantly bloodshot.
Boom!!!
Rains of shells, like a deluge, crashed into the war fortress built from dozens of warships.
A earth-shattering explosion, a colossal detonation, ripped across the land of Germa Kingdom. One after another, fiery mushroom clouds bloomed in the sky, spreading crimson across the horizon.
Under such intense bombardment, the army of clone soldiers had no time to react. They could only watch helplessly as their advanced weaponry exploded around them, consumed and engulfed by flames and shockwaves.
The surging flames shot into the sky, and the Germa Kingdom, like an island, trembled under this earth-shattering bombardment.
The vast explosion surged out with lateral waves, rippling outwards in concentric circles across the sea surface, churning up monstrous waves.
Thick, black smoke billowed into the sky, and distant tremors and waves of wind turned the faces of the soldiers of the Yadis Kingdom on the coast ashen.
On the storm-tossed, unsteady warship, all hands, including Gion and Kage, clung desperately to masts and other fixed objects to prevent themselves from being thrown overboard.
Two people in Gion couldn't help but look at the figure on the bow of the boat, as firm and unyielding as a reef amidst the storm.
In the distance, under the illumination of towering explosions in the Jerma Kingdom,
The Beihai Overseer puffed on his cigar, a usual composed smile still lingering at the corner of his lips.
Behind her, the wide, snow-white cloak billowed in the firelight, seeming like blood under its glare.
For a moment,
They finally realized.
Darren's ability to govern the turbulent waters of the North Sea with such order and efficiency stemmed not only from his strong and skillful political maneuvering, but also...
Most importantly, he possesses monstrous strength!
Enough to easily destroy a nation single-handedly!!
……
The continuous explosions lasted for a full minute before gradually coming to an end.
When the icy sea breeze dispersed the thick smoke, everyone finally saw the disastrous state of the Germa Kingdom composed of dozens of warships. They all gasped in unison.
The ground was scorched, with burning embers everywhere, and craters of varying depths.
The imposing and formidable batteries and fortresses have crumbled, reduced to blackened ruins.
Among the ruins, the bodies of cloned soldiers were strewn about haphazardly. Many had been blasted to pieces, leaving only blurred remnants of limbs and torsos.
On the battleship Sankt Georg, the "Cross Eagle" flag hanging at the highest point gradually turned to ash in the flames.
Half of the entire Jerma Kingdom was razed to the ground.
"Ahem... ahem..."
At that moment, a violent cough suddenly rang out from somewhere in the ruins.
"Damn Navy brat... how dare you..."
With the backdrop of blackened cliffs and crumbling rocks, Vinsmoke Sanji struggled to his feet from the wreckage.
Now, he is no longer the arrogant man he once was. He is covered in blood and looks extremely disheveled.
The cloak emblazoned with the mark "66" on its back seemed to undulate as if alive, spreading out from his body.
It seems you've already developed the first generation of battle suit...
Darren's eyebrows shot up, a playful smirk playing on his lips as he murmured.
Jerma 66's battle suit, is a high-tech product manufactured by Vinsmoke Judge.
This powerful combat suit is made of specially designed shape-memory armor, making it extremely durable.
Its cloak, acting as a "shield", could not be burned even by flames.
It was precisely the cape's protective function that shielded him from the blast's impact.
"If that's the case... then let me test the power of this battle suit!"
Darren murmured softly, his eyes flashing with a spark of cunning.
He turned his head and addressed the sailors.
"Hold on tight."
Gion and Kage both were stunned.
Before they could react, however, the other sailors, including Muskrat, were seen clinging tightly to the handrails on the ship's deck.
Without thinking, they too rushed to grasp any fixed object on the warship.
Then,
Then Darren took a deep breath.
Whoa!
With that breath, the cigar clamped between his teeth burned visibly down a good chunk.
The naval colonel's eyes glared coldly at the St. Germain, a hundred meters away.
Slightly bend the knees,
The body sinks.
The cloak behind him billowed and soared.
The body's muscles were tense, compressed like springs.
The posture is like a cheetah poised to pounce!
"Whoa... Could it be..." Jiaji seemed to have guessed something, and the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily.
As if confirming his thoughts,
Darren’s lips twitched upwards, his whole body tense and his posture hunched.
A body compressed to the extreme like a spring suddenly burst forth with force!
BOOM!!
A dull, massive boom reverberated from the hull of the battleship. Kage and Gion felt as if their world had suddenly flipped upside down. A terrifying centrifugal force surged outward, threatening to tear them bodily from their positions.
The entire massive warship was actually skewed by Darren's single kick.
The bow sank deep into the water, and the stern of the warship rose high, with the deck at an almost 45-degree angle!
Bang!!
Darren unleashed unparalleled power from his legs, causing the massive, tilting warship to shift several meters sideways!
Driven by this recoil, Darren's figure shot out from the bow of the ship like a crossbow bolt, breaking the sound barrier in an instant and blasting the air with a sharp sonic boom.
His figure raced parallel to the sea surface, his speed... breathtaking. The air he carried even plowed a long white wave trough into the sea itself.
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···ever to appear again, wouldn't they"Vincent Mock Gatch went silent, his face turning an ugly shade of gray.He knows that Darren is right.The Germa Kingdom has a long history, and besides the Vinsmoke...