"Enemy sighted! It's the newly appointed Seventh Division Commander of the Rocks Pirates! Former Marine officer—'Rampaging' Roldy ! Bounty: 949,000,000 Berries!"
"All units, prepare for battle! For the honor of CP, we will not allow these lowly pirates to offend Their Excellencies!"
"It's only Roldy ! A former Marine Vice Admiral ! We have four of the Celestial Dragons' strongest shields here—each comparable to a Marine Admiral!"
This time, the Celestial Dragons' grand hunt was protected by an unprecedented lineup.
Not only had the Marines mobilized in force—
The World Government had also dispatched its most elite intelligence unit:
CP0- Cipher Pol - Aigis 0".
Four agents, hailed as the "Strongest Shields of the Celestial Dragons."
Veterans of countless battles.
Each claiming power on par with a Marine Admiral.
Amid the agents' rallying shouts, the four CP0 operatives stepped forward.
They wore pristine white suits and long white coats. The color symbolized purity—
Yet on them, it carried only the chill of slaughter.
Roldy had just climbed out of the shattered wreckage of the World Government warship he had destroyed. The upper half of his clothes had been shredded by splintered wood. With a casual motion, he tore off the remaining fabric entirely, revealing his sculpted, battle-hardened torso.
His physique resembled a masterpiece carved from steel.
The oppressive aura it radiated was suffocating.
He stepped onto the largest ship.
Hundreds of agents aimed their guns at him.
But bullets of this caliber meant nothing.
His iron body rendered them useless.
A savage grin spread across his face as his gaze locked onto the four strongest presences before him.
"Pirate Fitt Roldy ! To stand alone before the four Strongest Shields of the Celestial Dragons—this will be the most foolish and final decision of your life!"
"You have no idea what you're facing. We exist to eliminate any threat to Their Excellencies…"
They kept talking.
And talking.
Roldy grew increasingly irritated.
The fury already burning in his chest flared hotter.
He ran his tongue slowly across his sharp teeth.
Talking to people like this—
Was a waste of breath.
Then—
He lunged like a wolf.
There was something about these government hounds that repulsed him on an instinctual level.
He knew that stench.
The scent of slavers.
His jaws opened wide.
In the blink of an eye, he had seized a female CP0 agent in white.
His fangs tore into her flesh.
His jaw tightened.
Her scream tore through the air.
The sudden brutality stunned everyone present.
Roldy had moved too fast.
The woman's waist and abdomen were soaked in blood. Gripping her legs in one hand, Roldy glanced at the pale-faced agents watching in horror—
And tore in opposite directions.
Like ripping apart a chicken leg.
Blood erupted like a fountain.
Beauty was nothing more than skin.
Inside—
All humans were the same.
There was no such thing as mercy in Roldy 's world.
His methods were savage.
The CP agents, accustomed to intimidation and control, had never witnessed violence like this.
Even the remaining three CP0 operatives faltered.
They had killed before.
But never like this.
A comrade who had stood beside them seconds ago—
Now ripped apart by bare hands.
The psychological shock nearly shattered them.
"Spare me the nonsense about being the 'Strongest Shields of the Celestial Dragons.' Comparable to Admirals?"
Roldy spat blood aside.
"Do you even understand how strong an Admiral truly is?"
"You're nothing but dogs who slaughter the weak."
"And you dare compare yourselves to them?"
Roldy did not know how they had evaluated their own strength.
But these four—
At best, they were on the level of pirates worth 500 million Berries.
Impressive, perhaps.
Enough to hold territory in the New World.
But to Roldy —
They were laughably weak.
As laughable as their arrogance.
"Don't underestimate us!"
One male agent—clearly the leader—shouted hoarsely, forcing himself to steady his fear.
The other two followed suit.
They had no choice.
Either they died here—
Or they returned to the Holy Land only to be tortured to death by the Celestial Dragons for failure.
"Attack!"
"Kill him!"
Their battle cries were as much for courage as for intimidation.
They charged from three directions.
One drew his blade.
The other two transformed, animal traits bursting forth—
Zoan Devil Fruit users.
A swordsman and two Zoan-type fighters closed in simultaneously.
The swordsman had skill.
But his blade lacked killing intent.
Even in Roldy 's eyes, it was crude.
Not worth interest.
The Zoan users relied purely on enhanced physiques and brute-force martial arts.
At least—
They had courage.
A red gleam flashed in Roldy 's eyes.
Instead of retreating, he surged forward into their formation.
At the same time, the power of his Mink bloodline surged within him. Beastly traits manifested again.
His claws sharpened.
His fingers hardened with Armament Haki.
He used Finger Pistol (Shigan)—
Now far deadlier with razor-like nails.
His hands blurred.
One Zoan agent failed to react in time—
Roldy 's fingers pierced straight through his heart.
Another had his shoulder blown open.
The third's blade snapped in half.
The Armament Haki coating his fingers gleamed dark—
Like the scythe of death itself.
This was not a battle.
It was slaughter.
Hundreds of agents swarmed him—
But before Roldy , they were ants.
Their attacks were meaningless.
Their resistance futile.
Death was inevitable.
Roldy focused his destruction on World Government ships.
Perhaps some fragment of sentiment remained—
He did not target the Marine vessels.
But the ones arriving next—
Would not show the same restraint.
A dense fog began to roll across the sea.
From within it—
A massive fleet emerged.
And it was drawing closer.
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