Ghost Shark, but in the world of One Piece

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Boom boom boom boom!

The cracked sky became the clarion call for their attack. Entanglement and physical techniques became the main theme of the battlefield. The two, fighting with all their might, lost all sense of proportion. The battle was primitive and brutal, with every punch landing with a visceral impact. Every casual strike had the potential to destroy the world.

"Rua!!!"

Kaido let out a dragon's roar, purple lightning swirling around him like a general wielding thunder. He swung his spiked club, flashing in front of Garp in a few sonic booms, and unleashed a powerful, frenzied blow.

"Great Weed Thunder Gossip!"

"Pfft, hahaha, you'll get a punch from me too!" Garp threw a right hook with his fist, covered in Armament Haki, gleaming dark red, as if throwing a shot put.

"Falling to the bottom of the ocean!"

boom!

Another sweeping force

The impact of the storm.

Kaido was suddenly slammed into the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his body caved in, but the bleeding was stopping rapidly, and the wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Its healing power is almost on par with the deep-sea regeneration ability of the ghost shark.

Garp, knocked back a few steps by the spiked club, gasped for breath. He frowned and complained, "I've really gotten quite a bit weaker..."

......

The battle raged from night until dawn, and under the fierce onslaught of the powerful forces, the entire Tombstone Island was reduced to ruins.

Ghost Shark and his crew sat in the ruined park. The rest of the park's rides were damaged, and the assassins' former resting spot was now just a pile of scrap metal. The lake was filled with sewage, covered with debris and algae.

Fortunately, on a mound of earth, there was a bench covered in years of dust, from which one could see the rising sun.

In the dappled morning light, Specter sat on the right, legs bent, clutching a circular saw. Jack, too big for his size, slumped on a mound of dirt. Between them sat Bogart, in a suit, who had somehow bought a newspaper and was now reading it with his legs crossed.

Before the outcome of the high-end combat between the two sides was clear, the three maintained an eerie peace, like a masterpiece of the ages.

"That bastard Garp, he keeps saying his strength has regressed, but he's as strong as a monster in battle." Jack gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, seriously protesting Garp's Versailles.

"Ha, Kaido is no less impressive." Bogart's voice came through the newspaper, brief and forceful, as if he felt sorry for Jack's level of thinking.

"Will the Golden Age return again?" Ghost Shark gazed at the sea and began to hum a song.

"..."

"..."

Bogart and Jack looked at Specter speechlessly. Damn it, the one who started this whole thing just happened to be in a good mood.

“It’s about time we went.” Bogart, completely disregarding Jack’s presence, calmly folded the newspaper. “If we delay any longer, the main force of the Beast Pirates will arrive soon.”

The purpose of this battle was to support Specter and, incidentally, to let Mr. Garp, who was being slandered, vent his anger. Now that the mission is complete, we cannot allow the situation to escalate further.

"What, the renowned Garp Squad is afraid of us little pirates?" Jack grinned, unable to resist making a sarcastic remark.

Stupid!

Bogart remained seated with his legs crossed, his expression calm as he didn't even glance at him. He used his finger to push the katana forward an inch, the cold silver light stinging Jack's eyes.

Ha, a mere lieutenant general adjutant.

Jack, as if being choked, immediately shut his foul mouth.

"Hahaha."

Specter laughed out loud, which made Jack's veins bulge and he could only inwardly condemn himself.

After a deafening roar in the sky, Garp and Kaido, who had been locked in battle, retreated to opposite sides. Both looked exhausted after a long night.

Garp's Justice Coat was mostly destroyed, his clothes were torn, and his body was covered in bruises. Kaido's eye sockets were sunken, and blood was still spitting from the corner of his mouth. His injuries were far more serious than Garp's, but he had recovered to about 70-80% by now.

The two men, panting heavily, stared at each other again, and Jack quickly ran behind Kaido.

Bogart put away his newspaper, not even glancing at Kaido who was still locked in battle, and called out to Garp, "Mr. Garp, we should go."

He gestured with his chin towards the distant sea, where a giant warship came into view.

"Right now, it's just a friendly spar to vent our anger. If we drag this out any longer, it will ignite a war between the Navy and the Four Emperors."

Garp laughed and nodded, then arrogantly waved his fist at Kaido before putting his hands in his pockets and swaggering back to the warship with the two of them.

"Aren't we going to chase after him, Boss Kaido?" Jack thought to himself, holding his breath.

If the Beasts Pirates were to use all their strength, it wouldn't be impossible for them to keep Garp and the others.

"Kurororo." Kaido took a swig of sake and turned to walk towards the fleet.

"Now is not the time to launch a top-level war. What's the point of keeping them here? If we keep fighting, the only winners will be a few old bastards who sit on the sidelines and watch the tigers fight."

Chapter 125 Stifling the Rise of the Cross Guild (Please Subscribe)

Garp's dog-headed warship, the garrisoned navy saw the three people returning together from afar.

"That's Colonel Specter!!!"

A marine pointed at the white-haired girl from afar, unable to contain his excitement.

"Wow!!! No wonder she's the woman who outshines the Empress!"

"Since they are such adorable juniors, we ship's chefs must show them our true skills!"

"Damn it! No wonder the food usually tastes so bad!"

These G3 branch sailors, their eyes gleaming with desire, hurriedly lowered the gangway, hoping to gain even a moment's attention from the ghost shark.

Embarrassingly, as soon as the lock was released, the three people on the other side easily jumped onto the deck.

As expected of the legendary Navy Empress, her true appearance is forever more beautiful than the Den Den Mushi image.

As soon as Specter boarded the ship, a deafening cheer erupted on the deck, and these usually carefree sailors immediately stood up straight.

"Lauren Tina, do you need us to take you to the West Sea?" Karp picked up a donut, his face showing concern.

Upon hearing this, the busy figures on the warship immediately leaned in to listen.

"Hey, old man, are you serious?"

Ghost Shark accepted the fruit and drinks offered by the Navy and followed Garp calmly into the living room for a meal.

The perfectly seared steak was cut open with scissors, steaming hot, and then sprinkled with a few sprigs of rosemary with a strong grassy aroma. Ghost Shark didn't need food to fill his stomach, but seeing Garp and Bogart gobble it down, he couldn't resist the urge to eat.

Two super cool, crystal-clear ice cubes

A piece of fruit juice is poured into a large glass of incredibly delicious fruity drink, topped with a generous amount of rich, creamy cheese foam, just like the pure, healing white snow on a high mountain, instantly brightening one's mood.

The girl picked up the chilled drink that was steaming, took a sip, and squinted her eyes happily.

"So, do you need us to take you back?" The plates next to Karp were piled up like a small mountain. He licked his lips with lingering satisfaction and picked up another plate of bright red braised pork bones.

"You wouldn't be thinking of taking this opportunity to leave G3 base and visit relatives in the East China Sea on the way, would you?" Ghost Shark put down his milk foam drink, elegantly and calmly picked up his knife and fork, cut off a piece of steak and put it in his mouth.

Well...

Bogart covered his face; the kid had easily seen through Mr. Karp's little trick.

"Pfft, hahahaha." Garp laughed heartily, continuing to eat and drink without any reaction, his battle wounds visibly disappearing rapidly.

Is this the Monkey family's inherited talent? With the addition of Life Return, they're another bunch of invincible tanks.

Ghost Shark inwardly grumbled, completely forgetting that he also had the bugged ability to fully recover his health.

“Visiting relatives along the way is only natural,” Garp said matter-of-factly, tearing into a piece of roasted meat.

"It doesn't matter. But I have to go to the G5 branch to pick up my companions first, and then we'll cross the Calm Belt together."

As they were talking, the Den Den Mushi watch on his wrist vibrated. Specter wiped his lips with a napkin before answering the phone.

A familiar face appeared on the Den Den Mushi; it was Granny Tsuru from headquarters.

"Phew, it seems the battle on Tombstone Island is finally over." Tsuru grasped the progress of the second half of the battle through the real-time feedback from the G3 squad.

"Is it over?" Ghost Shark took a sip of his juice and looked out the porthole at the surging blue waves. "We've only dealt with Piccolo. We haven't wiped out the Siennis family in the West Sea yet."

"The West Blue Mafia... the Siennis family..." Tsuru pondered for a moment, then said with a helpless expression, "This family seems to have connections with the World Government as well..."

"Whatever the nature of our dealings, I've been transferred to the Four Seas, why should I care about these things?" Ghost Shark smiled. "On the contrary, it's precisely because we have dealings with the World Government that we can be more decisive when we make our move."

"Pfft, hahaha." Garp grinned in agreement, feeling that he was not alone in his path.

"Watch your words!" Tsuru feigned anger, rubbing her forehead in exasperation. "The next generation of marines are all too arrogant. You are one, and Smoker is another. They're all problem kids who despise the government."

“But this is something that absolutely has to be done,” Ghost Shark said.

He unconsciously propped his chin up and became serious. "Tell me your reasons."

"Anyone who tries to assassinate a Marine must be wiped out!" Specter said softly. "That's the bottom line. Assassinating Marines is a very dangerous trend that must be nipped in the bud. I don't want to see any organizations offering bounties on Marines in the future."

The crane's smile vanished, and it squinted its eyes, lowering its head in thought.

In the headquarters office, the wise old woman who had formulated numerous naval policies once again sat down at the chessboard, carefully considering her moves.

“This is not an exaggeration.” Ghost Shark licked the milk foam from his lips, his voice pure and clear. “The emergence of such an organization would attract great interest from the poor, which would definitely be a major threat to those dovish navies.”

As for the hawks: You dare attack the Navy?! Sinek! Levantine!

"In short, we must nip this trend in the bud! Especially in poor countries like the Kingdom of Pepe, when people can't make a living, their first thought will be to target the navy's heads, rather than thinking about solving the root cause of the problem."

The thought of T. Penn being betrayed by the very civilian he had been longing for filled Specter with irony.

Those 'warriors' dared not resist the exploitative nobles, and were subservient to the pirate gangs who plundered their wealth. But when they saw the kind-hearted navy protecting them, they decisively launched a sneak attack and cut off the navy's head in the first instance.

Furthermore, I don't recall the Kingdom of Pepe being a member state, nor does it pay Celestial Dragons any Celestial Gold, and the Navy doesn't eat their food, does it?

Lieutenant General T-Bone went to their country entirely out of goodwill to help them, and you're telling me he died at the hands of civilians?!

Good people should be allowed to have guns pointed at them?!

What kind of bullshit logic is this?

Isn't this forcing people to become cold-blooded and ruthless?

Ghost Shark shook her head. If the Cross Guild were to reappear in the future, unless it was targeting vermin like Colonel Rat, she would make sure to wipe them out immediately if it were to target the good navy.

Whether it's Crocodile, Hawkeye, or Bucky the Joker! If they cross the line, no matter how powerful your connections are, if they have the guts, they'll kill me.

In short, say less anything that is detrimental to unity. Eliminate anything that is detrimental to justice.

He picked up the teacup on her desk, took a sip to moisten her throat. As a top policy architect, she didn't like to take things one step at a time, but rather to take a holistic view and plan prudently.

“Go ahead and do it. Your thinking is far-sighted and thorough. In any case, we cannot allow something that undermines the navy’s foundation to happen.” She added notes to her notebook, then looked up, her eyes piercing.

“Oh, right, there’s one more thing.” Specter slapped his forehead. “Headquarters should be aware of the situation with Vergo of the G5 branch, but that overzealous brigadier is also his protector. I suggest dealing with him promptly.”

The girl swore that she did not report him because he was showing off in front of her, but purely for the sake of integrity and transparency within the Navy.

After all, what bad intentions could a little shark possibly have?

Chapter 126 Is the Ghost Shark Poseidon, the Sea God? (Seeking Advice)

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New World, G5 Branch.

Ghost Shark took off from the dog-headed warship and snapped his fingers.

Wow!

A massive, island-like shadow emerged from the water, seawater cascading over it, transforming into a beautiful waterfall of spray that shimmered in the sunlight.

"Shark!" Big White grinned, revealing his gums, his face beaming with undisguised joy.

Ghost Shark smiled, while the G3 warship crew, seeing Big White for the first time, immediately panicked and showed solemn expressions.

"It's a Sea King?! Attack! Attack! We must not harm Colonel Ghost Shark."

"Huh? Even a Sea King wouldn't be able to gain the upper hand against the Colonel."

"Please stop joking! Allowing a Sea King to attack Colonel Specter is a dereliction of duty and a disgrace!" The sergeant of the G3 fleet said solemnly.

After saying this, the sergeant reported to Bogart and urgently mobilized the navy to prepare to bombard the unfortunate sea king that had rushed into the naval base.

"Don't be impulsive." Bogart, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and a sharp suit, walked onto the deck and looked up at the girl who had landed on the shark.

There was no hostility between the two sides, and judging from their posture, this shark-sea king might be the companion the ghost shark was talking about.

Bogatra lowered the brim of his hat and narrowed his eyes, which were as cold as blades.

Sea kings, as the name suggests, are the kings of the sea. Unlike those sea creatures that look like land animals (such as sea monkeys), sea kings can never be tamed.