Plunderer: Master of the Multiverse

Although the Seven Warlords of the Sea plan was proposed at this time, catching Alex off guard with its audacity, would that alone make him back down? Of course, it was unthinkable!

"First, the Seven Warlords plan hasn't been fully rolled out, so you pirates aren't legal yet. Second, my Navy crew was wounded by your hands. Even if you were legal pirates, there's no way we'd let this slide," Alex declared, shaking his head with a steely, resolute gaze.

As he spoke, the sailors behind him hoisted their rifles, barrels gleaming as they trained them on the Donquixote Family pirates, ready for battle.

Do it!

Alex issued the command without wasting a breath on further talk with these Donquixote rogues, his voice sharp and unwavering.

Following Alex's order, a deafening volley of gunshots erupted, and the Navy sailors sprang into action as one, their movements swift and coordinated.

Many of their comrades had been injured by these pirates, and a fiery anger burned in their hearts, fueling their resolve.

"Those scum!" Seeing the Navy leap into the fray, the Donquixote pirates cursed under their breath, their faces twisting with fury as they countered with equal ferocity.

To be honest, in the original One Piece story, their strength was formidable, but a decade earlier, their power was far from its peak.

With Alex and Trafalgar Law fighting side by side, the Donquixote pirates quickly found themselves outmatched, teetering on the edge of defeat.

Da-da-da…

Baby-5's Devil Fruit ability was undeniably potent. Having eaten the Weapon-Weapon Fruit, she could morph into any weapon at will. Her hands transformed into blazing machine guns, unleashing a relentless storm of bullets that surged toward Alex.

However, facing this barrage, Alex calmly extended his palm, his expression cool as ice.

His magnetic ability roared to life, and the bullets' furious flight slowed to a crawl, until they hung motionless in the air before Alex, suspended like glittering ornaments.

After half a year in the One Piece dimension, Alex's powers had surged like a rising tide. He could now halt the bullets of these firearms with ease, his control sharper than ever.

"What? You're a Devil Fruit user too?" Baby-5 gasped, her eyes widening in shock as her bullets proved utterly useless against Alex.

This magnetic ability was like a natural predator to her Weapon-Weapon Fruit, countering her arsenal with devastating precision.

Whether guns, cannons, or even cold steel, all her weapons contained metal. With Alex's current strength, he could manipulate roughly a thousand kilograms of metal, rendering her attacks little more than a nuisance.

Over there, Monet sprouted a pair of shimmering white bird wings, granting her the gift of flight.

Yet the Navy's rifles locked onto her, and she struggle under the hail of bullets, dodging frantically. At this point, Monet hadn't yet eaten the Natural-type Snow-Snow Fruit, so she looked frazzled and overwhelmed facing the sailors' onslaught.

As for Law nearby? Against the trio's combined assault, he'd been at a disadvantage, but one-on-one against Buffalo, he held a crushing upper hand, his swordplay fierce and precise.

Though he didn't know why these Navy sailors were aiding him, a shared enemy made them allies, at least for now.

"Baby-5, Monet, let's bolt. With these Navy dogs meddling, we can't finish the job…" After battling for a spell, Buffalo, nursing fresh wounds, bellowed loudly, his voice rough with frustration.

The Donquixote pirates realized they had no hope of victory in this situation, so they turned to flee, desperation in their eyes.

Baby-5 leapt onto Buffalo's back, and Monet's wings flared wide. The three pirates could fly in the air. No wonder there was no pirate ship docked by the island.

"Want to escape?.."

Law, seething with deep-seated hatred for the Donquixote Family, refused to let them slip away. How could he relent? His Ope-Ope Fruit's power surged, and with his last reserves of strength, he swapped a small stone's position with Buffalo's mid-air.

With a crash, Buffalo materialized on the ground, and without his support, Baby-5 shrieked, plummeting from the sky in a frantic tumble.

Whoosh!

At the same moment, the White Dragon sword in Alex's hand became a radiant streak of light, flashing toward Monet like a bolt of lightning, cutting through the frigid air.

Though they could fly, Alex and Law's combined efforts grounded them all, pinning them to the icy battlefield.

Alex and his crew pressed their attack, overwhelming the Donquixote Family with superior strength, but at that moment, a small boat was gliding toward Snow Island from the sea nearby, its silhouette stark against the waves.

The man aboard appeared about 30, clad in a crisp Navy uniform with a flowing Navy cloak, clutching a bamboo staff in hand, his sunglasses glinting under a stern, icy demeanor. Were it not for the beef pie stuck to his face, he'd exude the aura of a stone-cold warrior.

Vergo gazed at Snow Island, his expression grave, his thoughts drifting to the Den Den Mushi call he'd received earlier…

Law, bearer of the Ope-Ope Fruit, had been tracked down. Monet and the others had cornered him on Snow Island ahead, but the Young Master had summoned Vergo personally for backup.

Not only was there concern that Monet's team might fail, but the real kicker was that, as per the Young Master's intel, Monet's group had stumbled upon a Natural-type Devil Fruit on this very island—the Snow-Snow Fruit!

Whether it was Trafalgar Law with his Ope-Ope Fruit or the Natural-type Snow-Snow Fruit, both were critical prizes. As Vergo was in the nearest sea, the Young Master had ordered him to ensure nothing went wrong.

"Huh? A Navy warship?"

Vergo, arriving solo at Snow Island, furrowed his brow slightly upon spotting a Navy warship anchored nearby, but he didn't hesitate, steering straight for the shore.

Bang, bang, bang!

On Snow Island, Monet and the three Donquixote pirates were no match for Alex and his crew. The battle was brief, and one by one, the trio fell, defeated and battered.

"You, a Navy grunt, dare meddle in Donquixote Family affairs? Just wait—the Young Master won't let you off!" Though beaten, Buffalo still spat defiance, his voice dripping with venom.

Annoyed by the pirate's relentless yapping, Alex's brow creased, ready to silence him, but just then, the crunch of footsteps echoed through the snow.

"Everyone, which unit are you from? You've scored a major win today, capturing Donquixote pirates…" A steady, commanding male voice rang out, calm but authoritative.

"Navy captain?" Glancing at the approaching man and his uniform, several sailors gasped in surprise, their eyes wide.

"Oh no! It's him! Vergo!" Law, staring at the man striding closer, paled, his face twisting with dread.

"Hmph, he's finally here…"

Yet, bizarrely, the three Donquixote pirates nearby seemed to relax at the sight of a Navy captain, their expressions easing with smug relief.