Sakazuki nodded.
"No problem, go ahead."
"There's nothing much going on lately."
"It's a good time for you to make some mini-missiles and hand them over to Barrett."
Enel said,
"No problem."
Sakazuki motioned for Barrett to retract his ability:
"There's one more thing I need you to do."
Enel picked up the orange that had been returned to its normal state and was lying on the ground:
"Oh?"
"What is it?"
Sakazuki stood up and walked over, his arm transforming into magma:
"I need you to design a bomb."
The magma on his arm flowed to the ground and molded itself.
A magma island, occupying one-third of the ground, formed.
It quickly cooled and turned into a completely black island.
Mountains, trees, towns, and harbors were all lifelike.
Then, his arm returned to its human form.
Sakazuki extended his right index finger:
"Watch this."
His index finger began to writhe like magma.
It formed the empty casing of a missile, split in half along a plane.
Then, smaller missiles filled it one by one.
Enel's eyes widened, as if he had already grasped something.
Sakazuki closed the missile casing on his index finger, then stepped back a few paces, aiming at the black island on the ground.
It shot towards the island, trailing black smoke.
Mid-air, it suddenly exploded.
Dense, tiny missiles dispersed, falling onto the black island like raindrops.
A series of explosions sounded, and then flames erupted at the points of impact.
Two-thirds of the island's front facing them ignited.
Nearly half of the black island was alight with dancing flames.
Enel gasped,
"This is too brutal."
Merely simulating with magma, Enel could already imagine the scene if it were real.
With one barrage, half the island's population would be burned alive.
When it came to ruthlessness, Uncle Sakazuki was the one.
Sakazuki chuckled softly:
"Any problems?"
Enel nodded heavily:
"No problem."
"It's not difficult."
"But for the smaller bombs inside, should they all be incendiary?"
Sakazuki said,
"That's up to you."
"Steel balls, iron shards, anything is fine."
"Design some of each."
"They can be used for different scenarios."
Enel said,
"Then there's no problem."
"By the way, what is this bomb called?"
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Grand Line, Alabasta.
Robin directed the members of Baroque Works to move sacks of dancing powder into the warehouse.
Dancing powder...
Thinking of Crocodile's plan, Robin's brow furrowed.
This plan would take years, subtly changing the people's minds.
Directing their anger towards the Alabastan royal family.
Anyone not privy to the inside story would never suspect that Crocodile was orchestrating it all.
Such terrifying patience and cunning... Crocodile...
Yet, this formidable Crocodile was endlessly terrified of Sakazuki...
Could I truly get revenge... Mr. Norland...
Suddenly, she felt something.
As Robin casually raised her hand, several arms grew from a high-rise platform in the distance and lunged.
But they grasped nothing...
"A hallucination?"
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Alabasta Port.
Shuu—
Carole appeared in a corner, letting out a soft sigh of relief:
"Grown quite a bit."
To see the child she raised grow to this point brought her some comfort.
At least... she wouldn't have to worry about them being taken advantage of.
Currently, on the first half of the Grand Line, under Crocodile's command, it was relatively safe.
Combined with Robin's importance, they could remain stable for a long time...
"Time to get to work."
Shuu—
The person vanished from Alabasta...
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Marine Headquarters, Marineford.
Intelligence Department.
Kuzan, an Admiral, pushed open the door.
Everyone greeted Kuzan familiarly as he entered, and Kuzan nodded slightly in return.
This was Kuzan's routine.
Every so often, he would visit the Intelligence Department to review the latest pirate records.
Then, he would pick a few to take.
Before long, Kuzan had flipped through all the bounty posters and records handed to him by the intelligence personnel.
He sighed inwardly; still nothing...
He casually took a few bounty posters and left the Intelligence Department.
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New World, Whole Cake Island.
Katakuri was waiting next to Charlotte Linlin, who was sleeping soundly in the great hall.
As dusk fell, Charlotte Linlin finally woke up:
"Food!!!"
Innumerable dishes were brought in by subordinates and placed on the table.
Charlotte Linlin got up and walked over.
At this moment, she also saw Katakuri:
"What is it, Katakuri?"
Katakuri spoke:
"The Red-Haired Pirates' Shanks has entered our territory."
"Should we negotiate, Mother?"
Charlotte Linlin looked up and thought:
"Red-Haired?"
"The brat who gave that old man Kaido a hard time a while ago?"
"Interesting."
"Send someone to keep an eye on him."
"He must have some strength to make that brat Kaido suffer."
"/
Kaido looked at the documents in his hand and grinned savagely:
"Already in that old woman's territory, huh?"
"Are the personnel in place?"
King said,
"Everything is done."
"As soon as Red-Haired leaves, we act."
Kaido raised his wine jug and took a large gulp:
"Bararararara."
"That old woman Linlin cares most about her reputation."
"Red-Haired..."
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New World, Candy Island.
The Red-Haired Pirates' ship slowly set sail.
Shanks gazed at the receding island, letting out a slow breath:
"Finally leaving."
He smacked his lips, his teeth aching.
The food on this island was simply too sweet.
The bread was sweet, the wine was sweet, and even the blankets he slept with had a sweet scent.
It was driving him mad.
The others also sighed in relief, unable to bear it any longer...
Just as the ship sailed away and the island became a tiny black dot.
Boom boom boom—
A massive explosion sounded from the island.
Those with powerful Observation Haki swept their senses towards the island, their expressions turning grim.
Yasopp asked with confusion:
"These guys..."
"Why are they only killing Big Mom's subordinates?"
"Do they have a grudge?"
Shanks' brow furrowed, and he suddenly exclaimed:
"No."
"It's a frame-up..."
Shuu—
He drew the sword at his waist.
And charged out.
Ben Beckman also startled and quickly reacted.
He called out to the others, and they rushed towards the island.
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Marine Headquarters, Marineford.
Buzzz—Um—Buzzz—Um—
The ear-piercing alarm sounded again.
Sengoku, who was in the Fleet Admiral's office, grading documents, his pen...
Crack—
Snapping in two.
Veins throbbed on Sengoku's forehead:
"Damn it..."
"Who is it this time..."