A strange silence descended over the vast ruined harbor.
The pirates who had been watching from a distance, eagerly waiting to cheer Jack on, all wore identical expressions.
Their faces had turned deathly pale.
They stared blankly at the magic circles unfolding beneath Lucas’s feet, and at the boundless golden light behind him as the enormous Hundred-Type Guanyin gradually took shape.
An indescribable sense of danger spread outward from Lucas, suffocating everyone present.
Boom!
Nine magic circles blossomed high in the sky.
Lucas’s Conqueror’s Haki surged outward, taking the form of a colossal qilin that shot straight into the heavens.
Behind him, the Hundred-Type Guanyin slowly opened its furious eyes, countless golden arms blooming like a radiant lotus.
In an instant, three overwhelming powers erupted simultaneously, soaring into the sky.
Their combined pressure crashed over the battlefield like raging tidal waves.
The divine qilin overlooking the world from above...
The nine dazzling, mysterious magic circles...
The towering Hundred-Type Guanyin standing behind Lucas...
Everyone on the battlefield suddenly felt unimaginably insignificant.
It was as if a god had descended to pass judgment upon the world.
Whether it was Jack...
Ulti...
Or the hundreds of Beast Pirates gathered nearby...
They had all studied Lucas’s fighting style beforehand through Ulti’s intelligence.
But none of them had ever imagined...
That Lucas would fight this shamelessly.
Other people’s trump cards were used one after another.
He...
Was planning to throw all of them out at once.
If they hadn’t witnessed it with their own eyes...
No one would have believed such a thing was possible.
Even Smoker, Ain, and the others, who had been preparing to support Lucas, stood frozen in disbelief.
No one had expected such an absurd tactic.
Smoker looked up at the terrifying power gathering overhead.
He slowly loosened his grip on his jitte before clenching the cigar between his teeth.
His expression became unusually solemn.
"Listen carefully."
"No matter what happens next..."
"Grab onto me."
"I’ll use everything I’ve got to run."
"If we’re even half a second too slow and get caught in that attack..."
"We’re all dead."
"Move!"
Smoker roared, grabbing Ain and Tashigi before taking off without looking back.
At that moment...
He sincerely felt that only a madman could come up with such an insane fighting style.
And for the first time in his life...
He realized his Smoke-Smoke Fruit was actually best suited for escaping.
Pushing his Devil Fruit to its limits, he launched himself forward like a living rocket.
In an instant, he had crossed over a hundred meters.
As the wind roared past his ears, Smoker couldn’t resist glancing back.
The moment he did—
His pupils contracted sharply.
The pirates who had been gathered around Ulti all scattered in every direction the instant they saw Smoker fleeing.
It was like a chain reaction.
Ulti’s previously composed expression disappeared completely.
Panic took over as she screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Lord Jack! Get out of there!"
"That guy doesn’t fight fair!"
"That’s not just one attack!!"
"ROAR!"
Jack, in his enormous Mammoth form, whipped his trunk like a giant steel whip.
Pitch-black Armament Haki instantly coated his entire body.
Then...
He turned around—
And ran.
The infamous "Ship-Slayer" actually ran away.
His survival instincts had completely overwhelmed every other thought.
Even Lucas blinked in surprise.
Still...
He couldn’t really blame Jack.
In the original story, Jack earned his reputation for charging recklessly because he’d never truly learned caution.
Now?
He was experiencing firsthand what it meant to be on the receiving end of overwhelming force.
That changed everything.
But after only seven or eight steps—
The Hundred-Type Guanyin suddenly appeared before him like a phantom.
Its enormous golden hands slammed together, trapping Jack in their grasp.
His desperate escape came to an abrupt halt.
The benevolent Guanyin suddenly opened its mouth wide.
Within it...
The energy that had been gathering reached its limit.
"Zero Hand."
A blinding beam erupted like a river bursting through a broken dam.
At the same moment...
The Haki qilin descending from the heavens...
And the Super-Tier Magic: Fallen Down...
Activated in perfect unison.
At that instant—
Whether it was Jack trapped at the center...
Or Smoker and the others fleeing in the distance...
Only one thought remained in everyone’s mind.
The heavens are falling.
BOOOOOOM!!
Three catastrophic attacks detonated simultaneously.
A colossal shockwave swept across the sea for tens of kilometers.
Towering waves rose into the sky like a Category 12 tsunami before crashing outward in every direction.
The pirate ships moored at the harbor were instantly shattered into splinters.
Even the Marine warships anchored much farther away were lifted bodily into the air and hurled thousands of meters across the sea.
The Marines stationed on deck couldn’t even keep their footing.
Had they not desperately grabbed onto anything within reach, they would already have been thrown into the ocean...
Where the gigantic waves—and the lurking Sea Kings—would have swallowed them whole.
"Smoke Launcher!"
Smoker roared.
His smoke-covered arm blasted forward, smashing apart the massive wave crashing toward the warship.
Freezing seawater rained across the deck.
Having barely regained his footing, Smoker involuntarily shivered.
He turned back toward Us Island.
The island remained hidden behind towering waves and rolling dust.
Even now...
Fear lingered in his eyes.
Without realizing it, he’d bitten his cigar clean in half.
But that wasn’t what mattered.
What he desperately wanted to know was—
Had Jack the Drought, the pirate worth 1 billion Berries, survived Lucas’s triple ultimate attack?
The raging winds gradually subsided.
The monstrous waves finally settled.
As soon as the warship stabilized, Smoker, Ain, and Tashigi climbed to the top of the mast.
Their eyes locked onto Us Island.
At first...
All they could see was an endless sea of dust.
As the dust slowly dispersed...
The battlefield itself came into view.
Or rather—
What remained of it.
The entire battlefield had been blown apart.
The island had shattered into countless fragments like broken porcelain scattered across the sea.
Standing upon the largest remaining piece...
Lucas slowly emerged from the lingering dust.
He was completely unharmed.
Ain and the others immediately broke into delighted smiles.
Then, without wasting another second, they hurriedly searched the battlefield.
They desperately wanted to know—
Could Jack the Drought, one of Kaido’s Three All-Stars, still stand after that attack?
"Lord Jack!"
"Thank goodness you’re alive!"
Far away, amid another pile of rubble, Ulti painfully crawled out.
Her body was covered in dust and blood.
Her clothes were torn, and she looked utterly disheveled.
Ignoring the pain wracking her body, she hurriedly looked toward the shattered battlefield.
As the sea breeze swept away the remaining dust...
A gigantic figure, as large as a small mountain, gradually came into view.
Jack still stood there.
But the thick fur covering his body had been burned black.
His flesh had split open across countless wounds.
Blood poured from them like bursting floodgates
◇ BONUS & SUPPORT ◇
◇ 1 bonus Chapter for every 10 reviews — drop a comment!
◇ 1 bonus Chapter for every 100 Power Stones.
◇ Read 70+ Chapters ahead on P@treon → patreon.com/Sagamaster789