Among the great pirates of the seas, few paid much attention to Roldi's epithet. They didn't even know where it had originated. Most simply assumed it came from the countless pirates he had slaughtered—those who hated him enough to coin a fitting nickname.
"Rampaging."
It was appropriate.
But that wasn't the truth.
The title had originated from Marine Headquarters.
The reason was simple.
Because of his relentless daily training, Roldi had long entered the sights of many Marine higher-ups. But Marine Headquarters was far from unified. Some upheld their sense of justice and were ashamed to associate with the Celestial Dragons. Others endured in silence, waiting for the dawn of true justice.
And naturally—
There were those loyal to the Celestial Dragons.
Though few in number, there were six Vice Admirals of that sort. Vice Admirals were backbone officers at Marine Headquarters, qualified to attend major decisions. This was one of the World Government's methods of keeping the Marines in check.
Roldi's growing fame displeased one of them.
Geniuses shine brightly—and invite jealousy.
Combined with the World Government's quiet desire to suppress the Marines' prestige, that Vice Admiral deliberately provoked Roldi during training. His words were brazen and laced with contempt.
And what did he mock?
Roldi's past as a slave.
That struck directly at Roldi's reverse scale.
But the fool didn't stop there. Growing bolder, he dragged Zephyr into it—insulting the very man Roldi regarded as a father figure.
The outcome was inevitable.
Worse still—
That night, the moon was full.
In his fury, Roldi transformed instantly into his Sulong form.
Like a mad beast, he seized the Vice Admiral. Despite the man's terrified pleas and shameless begging, Roldi suppressed him with sheer brute strength.
The Vice Admiral attempted to resist—but his true strength barely matched that of an ordinary Rear Admiral. Without currying favor with the Celestial Dragons, he would never have reached such a position.
In Sulong form, Roldi was a war machine.
The massive commotion eventually drew the attention of Marine Headquarters' top brass. Fleet Admiral Kong personally intervened to save the Vice Admiral.
Even so—
The man was permanently crippled.
Roldi had torn off all four of his limbs.
Afterward, thanks to the staunch protection of several high-ranking officers, Roldi received severe disciplinary punishment. Fleet Admiral Kong forcibly blocked pressure from the World Government.
Roldi, full of gratitude, promised Kong he would think thrice before acting again.
That very night—
He beat the other five Vice Admirals loyal to the Celestial Dragons half to death.
In the end, five of them together couldn't make up two complete arms. Four of them together couldn't make up two complete legs.
Roldi's rank was completely stripped. He was demoted all the way down to Seaman Recruit.
Such a harsh punishment!
To appease the World Government, several new Vice Admirals were appointed at their recommendation.
As for Roldi—
It took him exactly one week to reclaim his former rank through merit.
Thus, the name "Rampaging" was born.
Now, in his Sulong state—
Roldi was a bulldozer.
Brutal and unstoppable, flattening everything in his path.
Roger was having a miserable time.
He struggled to withstand Roldi's monstrous strength—but Roldi far outmatched him in raw power, rivaling even the strongest physical monsters of the era.
Roger specialized in swordsmanship and Haki.
Competing in sheer strength was not his forte.
Roldi had already lost most of his reason. Once the crimson completely overtook his eyes, the true rampage would begin.
"I'll… tear you apart!"
The words rumbled from his abyss-like maw.
Roger's eyes widened.
The force he had barely held back was instantly overwhelmed.
Roldi activated the power of the Momo Momo no Mi.
The fruit was practically cheating.
His already terrifying strength multiplied thirtyfold.
To Roger, it felt as though the rhinoceros he'd been wrestling had suddenly turned into a tyrannosaurus.
"Roger!"
Rayleigh and Gaban rushed forward. The rest of the crew closed in as well. Each of them was a seasoned fighter with their own bounty and reputation.
Working together, they finally gave Roger a precious moment of relief.
He quickly retreated, abandoning any attempt to clash head-on in strength. The earlier exchange had left him deeply frustrated.
Then—
Roger slowly closed his eyes.
Seconds passed.
Or perhaps centuries.
During that brief stillness, one crew member was struck by Roldi's massive palm and sent flying. The blow was like being smashed by a living fortress wall.
He never rose again.
A casualty.
For the Roger Pirates—
That was unacceptable.
Rayleigh and Gaban unleashed their full power. Both were extraordinary combatants, yet even working together, they could not suppress Roldi.
Their attacks landed lightly against his body, drawing only token traces of blood.
But Roldi's attacks were different.
A graze meant injury.
A direct hit meant death.
Worse still, his strikes were not only devastating—they were fast.
If not for the fact that his targets possessed strong Observation Haki, the losses would have been far greater.
And then—
Roger opened his eyes.
Seeing his fallen comrade lying in a pool of blood, veins bulged on his forehead.
He stepped forward.
The ground shattered beneath his foot.
No more words.
Only a single move.
"God Slayer."
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