Leon glanced across the Marines gathered on deck and casually pointed to one of them.
Under Leon’s gaze, the soldier immediately became nervous.
“Lend me your sword.”
“Yes, sir!”
The Marine hurriedly handed over his katana.
Leon weighed the weapon in one hand.
Its craftsmanship was respectable, but to someone with the combined peak physiques of three Emperors, it felt almost weightless.
Still, it would be enough.
He was only dealing with a few hundred pirates.
There was no need for anything better.
Under the mocking gazes of the criminals aboard the two ships, Leon slowly raised the katana.
But rather than assume a swordsman’s stance, he held it like a throwing spear and aimed toward the enemy vessels.
His right arm drew back.
Five fingers tightened around the hilt.
An unimaginable amount of physical power surged through his body.
Leon possessed the fused physiques of Whitebeard, Kaido, and Charlotte Linlin at their peaks.
The strength hidden within his frame had long since exceeded ordinary comprehension.
A heavy pressure radiated from him and swept across the surrounding vessels.
It felt like a colossal beast had suddenly awakened.
Then Leon focused all that strength into a single point and hurled the katana.
Boom!
The instant the weapon left his hand, a thunderous sonic boom exploded across the sea.
The air seemed to rupture around it.
A piercing shriek echoed in every direction as the katana tore forward faster than the eye could follow.
It had already broken the sound barrier.
The tremendous pressure generated by its passage distorted the air around it.
Buzz!
The sea beneath the weapon split apart.
Towering waves erupted on both sides, rising high into the night sky while the water between them opened like a deep trench.
The previously calm ocean descended into chaos.
Waves rolled violently outward, throwing the pirate ships and Marine warship into a series of heavy sways.
Every eye followed the path of the flying katana. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
Larmi, Jerick, their hundreds of men, Caron, Bart, and the Marines behind them all stared at the astonishing sight.
The enemy vessels were less than a dozen meters away.
At the speed Leon had thrown the weapon, that distance disappeared instantly.
The waves were still suspended in the air when the katana reached the first ship.
Larmi’s mocking smile vanished.
His expression stiffened as terror and disbelief filled his eyes.
“What… is this?”
The pressure crashing toward him was greater than anything he had ever felt before.
It even seemed more overwhelming than the presence of Vinsmoke Judge himself.
Larmi could not accept it.
Judge was the head of the Vinsmoke family, a man feared throughout the North Blue.
How could some unknown teenager possess a presence far beyond his?
It made no sense.
On the second ship, Jerick experienced the same terror.
His eyes widened as the katana tore toward them.
“That boy’s presence…”
“It feels even more terrifying than the Young Master’s!”
The Young Master he referred to could only be Donquixote Doflamingo, the Warlord known as the Heavenly Yaksha.
Yet from a boy who appeared no older than sixteen, Jerick sensed something even more overwhelming.
What kind of monster had they provoked?
“I can’t dodge it!”
The incoming katana filled Jerick with an unprecedented sense of danger.
His body refused to move.
He could do nothing except watch it approach.
The weapon struck Larmi’s ship first.
Boom!
A deafening explosion shook the night.
The sound rolled across the sea like thunder and spread for miles in every direction.
Sea Kings hidden beneath the surface fled from the surrounding waters in panic.
The instant the katana struck, the full force behind Leon’s throw erupted.
The pirate ship was torn apart in less than a second.
Crack!
Crack!
Wood split, beams exploded, and the entire vessel collapsed into countless fragments.
Before anyone could react, the ship had been reduced to splinters scattered across the sea.
The pirates aboard fared no better.
The force of the impact swept through Larmi and his men.
Most were killed instantly, while the few who survived were hurled dozens of meters through the air before crashing unconscious into the water.
Almost the entire Vinsmoke force was wiped out in a single moment.
Larmi himself never even had the opportunity to scream.
The impact struck him head-on and killed him instantly.
But the attack was not over.
After destroying the first ship, the katana continued toward the Donquixote vessel with nearly undiminished force.
Boom!
A second thunderous blast rang out.
Just like the first vessel, the Donquixote ship had no chance of resisting a weapon traveling faster than sound with such overwhelming power behind it.
The hull split apart.
The deck collapsed.
The entire ship disintegrated in an instant.
Most of the criminals aboard were killed before they understood what had happened.
Only three or four survived the initial destruction, and even they were thrown into the sea with severe injuries, unconscious and barely alive.
Jerick met the same fate as Larmi.
The flying katana tore through him before he could react.
He died instantly.
And with that, the battle ended.
Hundreds of armed criminals had surrounded a Marine warship carrying barely more than a hundred soldiers.
Yet the confrontation had ended before it could truly begin.
Both pirate ships had been destroyed.
The forces representing the Vinsmoke family and the Donquixote Family had been almost completely wiped out.
Only a handful of unconscious survivors remained in the water.
The Marines, meanwhile, had suffered no casualties.
The entire battle had required only one attack.
Leon had sunk both pirate ships with a single throw.