ONE PIECE: THE GREAT VOYAGE

As the saying goes, "Two fists are hard to beat four hands." Even if the Roger Pirates possess unparalleled strength, facing an overwhelming force of hundreds under the Golden Lion's command is a daunting challenge—especially in the battlefield where Shiki dominates the skies.

The pirates who roam the New World are not weaklings; only those with strength survive in these treacherous waters.

The outcome of this battle is uncertain.

Even for Roger's crew, the sheer number of enemies could make escape impossible.

Beyond the battlefield, the Marine forces had arrived. However, they stood at a distance, locked in a standoff with another faction—the independent naval force known as the Central Navy.

Above the clouds, Caesar silently observed. His sharp eyes swept across the battlefield, taking in every detail.

Three days and three nights passed in an instant. The Golden Lion's fleet suffered heavy losses, yet their numbers still vastly exceeded those of the Roger Pirates.

The relentless combat had taken its toll. Even Roger's elite crew was growing weary. Only top fighters like Silvers Rayleigh and Scopper Gaban maintained their stamina, their battle-hardened bodies enduring the relentless struggle.

This wasn't a fight on land, where maneuverability was greater—this was a naval battle, where the battlefield itself limited the Roger Pirates' movements.

If things continued like this, the outcome would be dire.

Caesar looked up at the sky.

The New World's unpredictable climate often determined the fate of battles, but today was different.

Clear skies. A rare, tranquil sun shining overhead.

"This doesn't look like a storm is coming," Caesar mused.

In the original timeline, Roger had only managed to escape Shiki's forces thanks to an enormous storm that wrecked the battlefield.

Without divine intervention, how would they escape this time?

Even for the legendary Roger Pirates, only the strongest among them might be able to break free. The rest? They would be left behind.

But Roger wasn't a man who abandoned his crew.

"That guy... he wouldn't leave anyone behind," Caesar muttered, watching Roger fight on, his spirit unwavering despite his exhaustion.

Caesar had no intention of directly interfering in this battle.

But Roger had to survive.

He had to become Pirate King.

Because Roger's journey was an essential part of Caesar's plan.

Another day passed. The Roger Pirates were on the verge of collapse under the relentless assault of the Golden Lion's forces.

Caesar frowned.

"If Roger falls here... that would be a disaster."

His gaze shifted to Shiki, who was already celebrating his impending victory.

Caesar smirked.

"Looks like I'll have to play the role of God."

After days of observation, he had reached a decision—he couldn't allow this battle to proceed as fate intended.

In the original timeline, an unforeseen storm had saved Roger.

But no such storm was coming now.

Perhaps due to the battle taking place in a different location, or the shifting tides of fate, the chaotic New World weather remained calm.

That would change.

He would change it.

Rising higher into the sky, Caesar unleashed his abilities.

His mind power and electromagnetic force field pulsed, altering the delicate balance of the atmosphere.

Cold and hot air clashed violently as he manipulated the geomagnetic field.

A sudden shift in pressure.

A surge of water vapor drawn from distant clouds.

In an instant, the tranquil sky darkened.

Thunder rumbled in the distance.

The wind roared.

A monstrous storm formed out of nowhere, its intensity beyond natural comprehension.

A sudden pressure imbalance caused the wind to spiral into chaos.

Huge waves swelled from the depths, their height dwarfing even the largest ships.

And then—

A tsunami.

A force of nature that could wipe fleets from existence.

From Caesar's vantage point, the sea for hundreds of kilometers had turned into a realm of chaos.

And no one would ever suspect a thing.

The sudden, unnatural shift in weather left even the most experienced navigators dumbfounded.

On the battlefield, the Roger Pirates and the Golden Lion's fleet were both thrown into turmoil.

Scopper Gaban was the first to recognize the opportunity.

"Roger! This storm—it's breaking their formation!" he shouted over the roaring winds.

"If we move now, we can escape!"

Roger grinned, his instincts immediately recognizing the truth.

A battle-hardened warrior, he never relied on luck—but he wasn't foolish enough to waste an opportunity when it presented itself.

Even the Golden Lion, a master of aerial warfare, struggled to control his fleet amidst the violent storm.

His face twisted in frustration.

He had gathered such an overwhelming force.

He had Roger cornered.

And now—just as victory was within reach—nature itself turned against him.

Damn it.

Even the heavens seemed to favor Roger.

The battle had been decided.

The Roger Pirates made their move, breaking free from the collapsing encirclement.

Their retreat was swift.

Shiki could do nothing but watch as the legendary crew disappeared into the storm.

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Pursuing the Golden Lion—The Fall of a King

But the battle wasn't over.

From the shadows, another force had been watching.

The Central Navy.

Their leader, Issho—better known as Fujitora—had no intention of letting Shiki escape unscathed.

With Roger gone and the Marines occupied, there was only one target left.

The Golden Lion.

Shiki had barely managed to hold his fleet together in the storm's aftermath.

And now, another enemy was approaching.

Above them, Caesar watched.

His gaze lingered on the retreating Roger Pirates.

Would they truly escape?

Would Roger still reach the end of his journey?

Caesar had faith.

"Roger... that man will find a way."

And with that, his attention shifted.

His next target was clear.

The Golden Lion.

If he could capture and publicly execute one of the most infamous pirates in history, the world would never see the Central Navy the same way again.

And more importantly—

The legendary Float-Float Fruit would be his.

Shiki cursed as he sensed the pursuers behind him.

But after days of battle, exhaustion weighed him down.

And for the first time in his life—

He realized he might not escape.

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