One Piece: Conquering Wanokuni at Start

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On the sea, seven colossal Sea Kings emerged without warning, their gargantuan bodies stretching thousands of meters long like mountains resting upon the ocean.

Even further out, smaller Sea Kings—though still massive at a hundred meters or more—swarmed the area, their presence amplifying the sense of dread that gripped the pirates on the fortress island.

On the ramparts, the once-fierce pirates stood frozen. Many gripped their weapons with trembling hands, their faces pale with fear.

The sight before them was unimaginable—these titanic creatures were beyond anything they had ever encountered. For most, even the idea of such island-sized monsters existing was a distant myth. Now, that myth was their terrifying reality.

"One bite," someone whispered shakily. "Just one bite, and they could swallow this entire fortress."

"Even a hundred-meter warship wouldn't fill the gap between their teeth! What chance do we have?!"

For the pirates, it was a harrowing realization. Compared to these Sea Kings, they weren't just small—they were utterly insignificant, ants in the presence of gods.

"This is insane! Are these really Sea Kings?!"

"I've never seen any this massive!"

"What the hell is going on?! Why are they all here?!"

"Is it our war that brought them here?!"

Some turned desperately to their leaders for answers.

"Brother Weevil! Boss Teach! These Sea Kings don't look friendly… maybe we should get out of here before they decide to act!"

The rising fear was palpable, cutting through the will to fight like a blade. Even the pirates loyal to Blackbeard, sensing their significant advantage in battle, began lowering their weapons. Their minds were no longer on winning but on survival, ready to flee at the first sign of danger.

This panic wasn't surprising—Teach's crew was made up of opportunistic pirates who prioritized self-preservation, fitting for a crew built on ruthless pragmatism.

"What's this, Teach? Thinking about retreating already?"

Marco's voice cut through the chaos. Despite his battered state, the azure flames of his phoenix form continued to heal his wounds. His sharp words carried a mocking edge.

Even Marco and the remnants of Whitebeard's crew were shaken by the monstrous presence of the Sea Kings. Yet, unlike Teach's pirates, they held their ground. Years of fighting alongside Whitebeard had forged a bond of loyalty and strength, turning them into a tightly knit family.

Teach's face darkened at Marco's taunt, but he didn't lose himself to anger. Unlike Whitebeard's remnants, he calculated every move carefully, and the sudden appearance of this unprecedented group of Sea Kings forced him to reconsider his plans.

As his eyes scanned the ocean, Teach's mind raced.

Sea Kings are highly territorial creatures, rarely seen in such large groups. Island-sized Sea Kings like these typically avoided conflict with others of their kind due to their immense size and solitary nature. For such a swarm to gather here, alongside smaller Sea Kings that normally fled from larger predators, was completely unnatural.

Then, a chilling thought struck Teach, and his expression shifted from irritation to fear.

"Zehahahaha! So this isn't just a freak natural disaster from the New World... It seems we've got another force throwing their hat into this fight!"

BOOM! BOOM!

Before his words could fully register, the sea erupted in chaos.

A massive, jet-black tail burst from the ocean depths, its sheer size spanning thousands of meters. The tail slammed into the water with an earth-shattering crash, sending tens of thousands of tons of seawater surging into the air. The impact carved a crack across the ocean's surface as if splitting the sea itself.

The pirates on the dock could only watch in horror as the tail revealed its owner—a monstrous, snake-like Sea King rising from the depths. The serpent's gargantuan body dwarfed even the other Sea Kings, and its movements exuded pure, unrelenting power.

The creature's massive tail swept across the port with a single, devastating motion. The resulting shockwave sent hundred-meter waves crashing down, obliterating everything in its path.

Ships shattered like twigs beneath the impact, their remains scattering across the sea. Even the legendary flagship, the Moby Dick, was reduced to splinters in an instant.

The message was clear.

These Sea Kings weren't just here to observe—they intended to trap everyone on the island. Neither the fortress nor the ships would escape their wrath.

The pirates stood paralyzed, their weapons forgotten, as they realized the magnitude of their predicament.

As Teach's expression twisted into shock and fear, his thoughts churned.

These Sea Kings aren't acting on instinct… they're being controlled.

The realization struck him like a tidal wave. Someone was giving orders to these kings of the sea. And the power to do that could only mean one thing.

The Ancient Weapon... Poseidon!

A sudden shout broke his train of thought.

"Hey! Look! There's a ship on top of that snake-shaped Sea King!"

The crowd's collective attention turned to the colossal snake-shaped Sea King. Perched atop its massive head was a snake-shaped pirate ship, distinctive in its design. The vessel seemed to balance effortlessly on the creature, its presence alone radiating an aura of authority.

Aboard the ship, a strikingly beautiful mermaid stood in clear view, her elegance visible even from such a great distance.

But it wasn't just the sight of her that caused the pirates to freeze in their tracks. The ship's flag flew high, unmistakable in its design—a bold combination of A and P, framed by the radiance of the sun.

Pirates all around gasped, recognizing the symbol instantly.

"That flag…!"

"It's from the Sky Kingdom! One of the top powers of the New World!"

The murmurs of fear intensified.

"Wait! I know that ship! It's the ace of the Royal Court—Empress Boa Hancock's ship!"

The revelation sent a ripple of panic through the battlefield.

The snake-shaped Sea King lowered itself, bringing its massive head to hover just a hundred meters from the fortress island. The colossal creature's sheer presence dwarfed everything around it. Its eyes, as large as mountains, seemed to bore into the pirates' very souls.

The island's defenders screamed in terror.

"This thing could swallow half the island in one bite!"

Weapons clattered to the ground as pirates trembled. Even the captains and stronger fighters of both the Whitebeard and Blackbeard crews shifted their focus to the ship rather than the towering Sea King itself.

Everyone understood one thing: this was not just an ordinary arrival. The appearance of the Sky Kingdom, the unnatural behavior of the Sea Kings, and the overwhelming presence of the Ancient Weapon—something significant was at play.

Clack. Clack.

The sound of high heels tapping against the deck broke through the murmurs and screams.

As all eyes turned toward the ship's bow, a graceful figure emerged.

Gasps rippled through the crowd.

"It's her…!"

"That's Boa Hancock, the Pirate Empress!"

"The most beautiful woman in the world!"

Pirates began howling in admiration, forgetting their fear as they succumbed to her charm. Even in the face of death, her beauty enraptured them.

The cheers grew louder.

"She's gorgeous!"

"Unreal… she's perfect!"

While the towering mermaid princess, Shirahoshi, was also stunning in her own right, her size and features felt alien to many of the pirates. Hancock's beauty, however, struck a chord with their human sensibilities, captivating them completely.

Seeing the growing hysteria, both Teach and Marco bellowed in unison:

"Idiots! Snap out of it! That woman's beauty will steal your very souls!"

Unfazed, Hancock stepped forward, her movements regal and commanding. Resting her hand on the snake-like figurehead of her ship, she gazed down at the fortress with a look of disdain.

"Peasants who dare to ogle my beauty," she said, her tone dripping with contempt, "will pay the price."

Suddenly, an immense aura radiated from her, washing over the fortress like an invisible tidal wave.

Three figures materialized around her in an instant—her Homies:

Wendy of the Wind, a swirling entity of air. Salome of Fire, a blazing serpent coiling with intense heat. Anubis of Darkness, a spectral figure shaped like a black hole, hungering for souls.

As Hancock unleashed her power, the pirates who had been gawking at her felt their souls being pulled from their bodies. Unable to resist, countless lifeforces rose like ghostly wisps, drawn inexorably toward the waiting maw of Anubis.

In mere moments, the fortress fell silent. Over ten thousand pirates—whether they belonged to Blackbeard or Whitebeard—lay lifeless, their bodies slumped to the ground. Only a select few captains and commanders remained standing, their quick thinking or powerful Armament Haki shielding them from Hancock's devastating charm.

Among the survivors was Edward Weevil.

His simple mind wasn't enough to understand the full scope of the situation, but his unyielding strength and thick Haki had kept him from falling.

Now, he stood fixated on the snake-shaped ship, his gaze shifting between Hancock and Shirahoshi. His brutish face puffed up, and he muttered in awe:

"Pretty… so pretty…"