The Strongest Lunarian in One Piece

"That's…"

"Sif-sama!"

"That blue flame…"

"Everyone, be careful! Don't touch that flame! Once it sticks to you, it won't go out until it burns you to ash!"

Witnessing the terrifying scene, the Homie Soldiers, Shimotsuki Kouzaburou, and the Totto Land soldiers couldn't help but shudder. The beautiful blue flames melted the ground and reduced anything they touched to ash, refusing to be extinguished.

"El, your little ones are truly amazing…"

Standing off to the side, the now shrunken Little Oars—only just over two meters tall—scratched his head in awe.

"They still have a long way to go," El replied humbly, a smile on his face, though the pride in his voice was unmistakable.

Originally, Eden had intended to use her Copy-Copy Fruit ability to switch to the Age-Age Fruit's power, temporarily turning herself and her siblings into adults to greatly boost their strength. However, El had stopped her. After all, the purpose of this expedition was to temper them. Relying on "stacked buffs" for temporary strength would defeat the whole point of their training.

"Mamamamama~ With her steel-balloon-like defense and the Phoenix's regeneration, little Sif is truly immortal, isn't she?"

Beside him, the pregnant Linlin chuckled. It was obvious that once Sif grew up, her abilities would be unfathomable. Her steel-like defense made harming her nearly impossible, and with the Phoenix's regenerative powers, she was practically an unkillable monster.

Worse still, as a Lunarian, Sif could already manipulate flames naturally. Combined with the Mythical Phoenix Form's regenerative flames, the result was a fire so hot and relentless that it couldn't be extinguished by normal means. The only ways to stop it were by submerging it in water, using immense Haki to dispel it, or cutting off the affected body part before the flames spread. Otherwise, the victim would be reduced to ash in moments.

"That's not all…"

Nearby, a giant girl named Lily laughed softly. She had just returned from an expedition and had followed the Totto Land Army into Wano.

"Willie has also grown impressively. Who would've thought that the Mythical Angel Form could combine so perfectly with Lunarian abilities? His future is limitless!"

In the five years that had passed, the young giant girl had blossomed into a stunning young woman. Her long green hair and healthy tan skin exuded youthful energy and vitality. Draped in a cloak with a massive sword strapped to her waist, she appeared heroic and fearless.

Within the Fallen Angel Pirates, no one dared underestimate her. Her Pile-Pile Fruit ability was terrifying. Through rigorous training with El, Linlin, and others, she had become incredibly skilled, mastering the Six Powers and both types of Haki. Her swordsmanship, combined with her giant strength and endurance, made her overwhelmingly powerful.

Among the giants, her strength ranked just below Gerd the Shinigami, Hajrudin the Butcher, Little Oars the Little Devil, and Saul the Stone Giant. Despite her young age, she had already surpassed giants like Sanjuan Wolf and Witt the Iron Wall, both renowned warriors. Her bounty had already exceeded 300 million berries, earning her the title of the "Green Witch."

"A Phoenix?"

At that moment, amidst the chaotic battlefield, little Eden flew over. Seeing her sister Sif wreaking havoc in her Phoenix Form, Eden's bright eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Hehe, I can do that too!"

Her body began to transform visibly, and in mere moments, she took on the form of a blue Phoenix identical to Sif's. Wreathed in blazing flames, Eden flapped her wings and dove into the battlefield.

"Sizzle… sizzle…"

"Arghhh!"

The intense blue flames distorted the air with their heat. Although Eden lacked Sif's steel-balloon defense, her own regenerative abilities as a Phoenix allowed her to ignore injuries. Carrying those terrifying flames, she charged into the battlefield like a wrecking ball, leaving havoc in her wake. She was unstoppable.

"Holy Light Shield!"

A sacred light materialized into a shield, blocking several incoming blades. The fourth child, Willie, appeared divine and majestic. Two pairs of contrasting wings—one black and one white—spread behind him. The flames on his back had transformed into pure white holy fire, blazing brilliantly.

"Crackle… sizzle…"

The white flames surged outward, radiating intense heat. They formed into blazing fireballs that continuously bombarded the enemy lines.

"Arghhh… ahh…"

The attacking samurai frantically tried to evade, but some were caught by the white flames. Screams echoed as their bodies ignited, consumed rapidly until they were reduced to ashes. Those around them froze in terror.

"Watch out, Willie!"

In that instant, a figure suddenly appeared behind Willie, letting out a pained scream as a Haki-infused blade tore through him. The fallen figure had shielded Willie from what could have been a fatal strike.

"What?!"

Willie gasped in shock, quickly coming to his senses. He flapped his four wings to create distance and summoned another Holy Light Shield to fend off further attacks.

"Clang! Clang!"

The radiant shield held firm, deflecting the relentless blows from the attacking samurai.

"Damn it! What happened?"

The skilled and aggressive samurai's face twisted grimly. He hadn't expected his own comrade—who had somehow appeared before Willie—to block his fatal blow at the last moment.

"Holy Judgment!"

With a burst of dazzling light, Willie unleashed the full power of his Mythical Angel Form.

"Whoosh!"

A brilliant pillar of light shot toward the samurai.

"Boom!"

The samurai barely managed to dodge, stumbling away from the devastating blast. He turned to see where he had stood just moments ago—now a charred crater so deep it seemed bottomless. His scalp tingled with fear.

"Whoosh…"

Suddenly, his vision blurred. Before he realized what was happening, he found himself face-to-face with a tall, winged child who had a third eye on his forehead.

It was Dal, the third child. He stood there with an innocent smile, pressing a cold gun barrel firmly against the samurai's forehead.

"Uncle Samurai, are you going to swing your sword at me?"

Dal's third eye flashed red—a sign that he had glimpsed into the future.

"I've already foreseen your death!"

The samurai's expression hardened, instincts screaming at him to strike. But before he could move, Dal's left hand squeezed the trigger repeatedly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Agh…"

The samurai collapsed lifelessly to the ground, his final breath escaping into the chaos of the battlefield.