One Piece: Ero Saiyan

Without saying a single word, he set the black knife aside, turned, and leapt into the sea—kicking his limbs and swimming fiercely into the distance.

Damn it...

Sure, he had the pride of a swordsman, but he wasn't a fool.

Was it even possible for a human to withstand that kind of attack? He'd have to be insane to try!

As for the world's greatest swordsman abandoning the battlefield?

Hmph, that man isn't even a real swordsman, so running away is fine.

And there's no shame in failing to defeat someone who cheats.

...

Even though Mihawk tried his best to dodge the light beam, he underestimated the power of the Galick Gun.

When the wave of ki energy hit the sea, it created a massive vacuum stretching hundreds of meters across the water's surface.

From the sky, it looked as if the sea had been split around a pillar of light, revealing the ocean floor in a terrifying spectacle.

And that was only the beginning.

The waves of energy continued to push downward—reaching a depth of 1000 meters… then 1500… 2000… 2500…

And finally, after more than 4000 meters, they slammed into the seabed.

In a single moment, the entire East Blue shook, and the explosion triggered a tsunami more than 600 meters high.

Whether it was the fleeing Mihawk, the Baratie restaurant on the horizon, or the pirate ship carrying Zoro—none escaped the massive wave.

"Hoohoohoo~"

In the sky, Peter exhaled and lowered his hands.

He looked at the scene, which resembled a natural disaster, and finally smiled in relief.

"After all that frustration... I decided to let it all out.

I don't know if Mihawk's dead, but I wish him good luck."

By his estimation, even at his absolute peak, his combat power was just 110 points—not enough to destroy a planet.

The world of One Piece is the size of Earth, perhaps even larger.

110 points can't destroy a planet—but they sure make a lot of noise.

After catching his breath, he placed his hand on his waist and wiped his forehead as he searched for Robin and the others.

Good news: The ship was still there.

Bad news: It was sinking.

"Hey! Robin! Hina! Mikita!"

He shouted their names, then dove into the sea and lifted the entire boat—with everyone in it—back to the surface.

...

Nami, who had narrowly survived and just stepped outside for fresh air, was dizzy.

As Carina dragged her into the iron room, a loud explosion echoed from outside.

Then the boat shook violently like a roller coaster, tossing in all directions.

The women were nearly thrown to the ground, and Nami's head slammed into the wall, leaving a noticeable bump.

Soon after, horrifying screams echoed as if ghosts had appeared, and the boat collapsed into the sea.

Nami lost consciousness, and the iron room couldn't withstand the water—it almost drowned everyone.

When she came to, the room was destroyed, and she had been moved with Carina and the others to the second floor of the restaurant.

Nami sat gasping for air, her mind gradually regaining clarity.

"Where… am I? Are Carina and Luffy okay?"

She asked absentmindedly, and heard Carina's voice in reply:

"Oh? You still care about me? I guess bringing me here wasn't just an act of kindness."

She turned to the voice and saw Carina leaning against the railing with a tilted smile.

"Ugh, stop smiling. You look creepy."

Carina chuckled softly and pointed forward with her finger.

"Take a look for yourself. If you can still laugh after this, you're incredible."

Nami slowly raised her head, still feeling dizzy, leaning on her hands.

She approached Carina and looked in the direction she was pointing… then froze in place.

"Oh? Shocked? I haven't recovered yet either—my legs are still wobbly."

Carina was barely standing, but Nami wasn't even listening.

She was staring in stunned silence at the black hole that had swallowed the sea before her.

Over 100 meters wide, the result of Peter's attack.

It sucked in seawater like a massive whirlpool, feeding the deep vacuum carved out by the ki blast.

It wasn't clear from the surface, but deep below, a pit had been gouged out—over 1000 meters in diameter and nearly 5000 meters deep.

It looked like a colossal sinkhole devouring everything.

According to Dr. Vegapunk, the level of the East Blue dropped by 3 centimeters after that day.

...

But whether that drop in sea level was a catastrophe or not—it didn't matter to Peter.

After eating and fighting, and once the girls had recovered, he decided to leave.

Of course, he didn't escape the barrage of criticism from the women.

Since he had nearly gotten everyone killed, he accepted it—grudgingly.

And with everyone still in awe, he announced his departure.

The girls didn't object—in fact, they were desperate to find an island soon… just to feel solid ground beneath their feet again.