Achieving Nothing, I Can Only Be the Pirate King

Puff!!!

It wasn’t just being blown away; a large gash opened up on Weevil’s chest, causing him to collapse weakly, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Boom boom boom!!

At that moment, the coastal defenses exploded completely, creating a sea of fire outside the port.

Shanks stood in front of Weevil, sliding his sword to the side, turning his back to the fire, his black cloak billowing behind him.

Unstoppable!

The might of the Four Emperors can only be withstood by the Four Emperors!

"Weevil!"

Renedia let out a startled cry, glaring angrily at Shanks, electricity sparking at her fingertips as she gritted her teeth, "You damn bastard!"

Shanks smiled at Renedia, "It’s better for a young girl not to use dangerous weapons. If you want to be an enemy, I can only treat you as a formidable foe."

"Just someone scared by Sage, running everywhere! Four Emperors? I’m not afraid of you! Watch me, kinetic activ..."

"Shadow Revolution!"

Before Renedia could finish her sentence, her body suddenly stiffened, and the shadow beneath her feet extended, controlling her movements and swiftly flipping her to the side.

Her movements weren’t halted, and she was just carried away by a figure that crashed over, stopping at a distance.

"Lady Renedia, please stay away from danger!"

Bellamy set Renedia down, standing protectively in front of her, his limbs transformed into springs.

Further back, Moriah stared at Shanks with a grave expression.

At the original location, Shanks’ sword was blocked by a huge lead pillar and a cluster of straw.

Urouge maintained his grotesque smile, "An impressive guy showed up. Hey, Red Hair, is this a battle starting?"

"It’s not like our relationship was ever that good, right?"

Shanks chuckled lightly, "Haven’t we always been in a hostile state?"

"Especially taking advantage of Sage’s absence..."

At a point further back, Hawkins, whose longsword turned into straw, twisted it off the Western Sword, thrusting it towards Shanks’ neck, only to be suppressed by his intense gaze. The Supreme King’s pressure forced the straw back, returning it to sword form.

Hawkins took a deep breath, steadying his mind, "Miscalculated."

They were all in O’hara at this moment, having rushed over as soon as Renedia discovered the Red Hair ship, only to find Weevil already down in such a short time.

"1% chance, huh? Fate really can’t be trusted."

When Sage set sail, Hawkins had divined that the chance of unexpected incidents was only 1%, regarding Red Hair, they hadn’t considered him at all.

Because this guy was being watched by Teach.

But now that Red Hair could arrive here, it represented...

"Teach can’t be trusted either."

This matter, although anticipated, happened faster than expected, considering that the Blackbeard Pirates still needed the weapons they supplied.

Since Sage took Kaido down, their communications had lessened, but if things were to turn sour, they believed it would take at least a year; Blackbeard wasn’t someone who acted rashly.

Now...is there a new chip?

"What is your goal?" Hawkins inquired.

Shanks’ sharp gaze swept over the city, eventually fixing on the tall palace with the Golden Bell atop it.

"Oh... It’s nostalgic, that Golden Bell, did you take it down from Sky Island? Destroying Sky Island’s tradition isn’t something praiseworthy."

His gaze carried a hint of reminiscence, then he smiled, "The road sign, in your hands, right?"

"That can’t be given to you."

Urouge’s action of bracing the Western Sword began to tremble, despite holding the advantage in strength, the influence of the Haki was something he found hard to resist.

Sweat appeared on his forehead, Urouge barely maintained a smile, "Only the Captain deserves to be the Pirate King!"

"Is that so?"

Red lightning gathered on the blade, and with Shanks’ soft voice, it exploded ferociously, heading directly towards Urouge’s chest.

"Shadow Horn Spear!"

Just as the lightning was about to strike Urouge, a shadow suddenly extended from the side, forming a gecko-shaped spear, thrusting upwards from below.

Crackle!

The red lightning erupted in the air, pinning Moriah who launched the attack, numbing his entire body as he clenched his jaw.

But at that moment, Moriah’s activated ability was also somewhat weakened.

The deterrence of the Supreme King, reaching such a level!

"This kind of ability, can’t stop me."

Hiss!!

A huge gash burst open on Urouge’s chest, as blood splattered, putting him in a momentary daze. The lead pillar in his hand fell straight to the ground. Shanks twirled the Western Sword, its blade dispersing the weakened Gecko Shadow Spear, the tip aimed straight at Moriah.

"Make way, or it will only lead to unnecessary casualties. You should be well aware of the gap between us."

"No, don’t underestimate... me!"

Urouge’s body shook for a moment, then he stomped heavily on the ground. His body expanded tremendously, his fist, now imbued with Armament Haki, clenched tightly, about to throw a punch.

"I’ll return it to you, cause and effec..."

The last word couldn’t escape his lips as Urouge, halfway through his punch, rolled his eyes and collapsed to the ground.

Not only was the injury severe, but the mental shock was even greater, making it impossible to hold on.

Moriah remained silent, instinctively glancing at Hawkins, who, after drawing several Tarot Cards, put them back with a somewhat grim expression.

The remaining...

Pearl, Mute, and Jean Bart, who had just arrived, weren’t enough.

The giants were out exploring at this time.

With Urouge just down, Hawkins could still hold on but probably not for long.

Renedia was too fragile, and very important. If something happened to her, it would be the greatest loss. She shouldn’t appear in such levels of battles.

Weevil, who could have fought, had fainted directly due to the sudden attack just now.

The only one who could resist the Red Hair was himself now.

But...

He glanced at the Red Fos that had already docked and the Red Hair Pirate officers gradually gathering around him.

With the current setup, they were at a disadvantage in a melee.

If it’s just about the Road Poneglyph...

"Bellamy." Moriah pulled out a large pair of scissors from behind, shadows beneath his feet turned into a dark curtain enveloping him entirely.

"Yes."

"Take Renedia and retreat first. Renedia, you’re very important, don’t make things difficult for us."

He waved his hand, and Bellamy activated his ability, launching Renedia backward.

"Oh? Thought it through?" Shanks laughed.

"It’s impossible!!"

Shadows elongated, even the scissors transformed into a tachi under the tug of shadows, and his own body stretched into a lean form.

"That is the mark of becoming the Pirate King! We are Pirates too!"

Moriah pointed the tachi at Shanks, shouting, "Red Hair! Don’t underestimate us! We are the Disaster Pirates!"

"Victory odds... none."

Hawkins summoned the Straw Demon, cloaked himself in it, transforming into his cursed demon state adorned with coffin nails.

"But it doesn’t matter; fate is something you fight for yourself!"

"I am Pearl with the number one defense! I will never let you pass!"

Pearl tapped his Iron Shield covered in Haki, his whole body expanded by several circles, with his skin turning into a textured scale state, the upper part of his face resembling a mask, displaying half the head of an alligator snapping turtle.

Mute crouched like a beast, his mouth opening to gather sound waves.

Jean Bart burrowed into the ground, condensing into a giant stone man amid vibrations.

The remaining three thousand pirates gathered in O’hara, clutched their weapons tightly and were ready.

"There sure are a lot of them..."

Shanks smiled faintly, pointing Moriah’s sword towards the pirates. Behind him, the entire Red Hair Pirates had arrived, standing behind him.

"Then let’s officially start the battle!"

...

In the mountain range behind O’hara, located at the site of the weapon factory, the buildings were being invaded by a massive darkness, swallowing everything like a swamp.

"Captain, isn’t it bad to do this?"

Jesus Burgess laughed heartily, "If something goes wrong, there’ll be trouble!"

"Ze ha ha ha ha! If you control it well, it’s fine, you can use it as storage! After all, I’m Darkness, and darkness has strong tolerance!"

A hoarse laugh filled with ambition echoed from the mountain top.

Blackbeard, Marshall D. Teach, stood on the mountain peak, gazing at the faint outline of O’hara City. "Sage! If you won’t give it, I’ll have to take it myself!"