Chapter 29 Overlord of the East Sea?
Barati, a floating restaurant, is the most famous floating restaurant in the East China Sea.
The quality of the dishes, the dining atmosphere, and the service are all top-notch.
There are at least dozens of boats coming and going every day, and sometimes even more than a hundred during peak seasons.
However, things are different now.
On the azure sea, even the sea breeze seemed to stand still.
The once bustling Barratier restaurant was now eerily silent.
Even the seagulls that usually circle around fell silent and kept their distance from this area of the sea.
All because of a colossal object—a giant sailing ship that resembled a sea fortress—was moored arrogantly beside the temporary harbor on the side of Barrati.
Its enormous shadow enveloped almost half the restaurant, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.
At this moment, there wasn't a single customer in the restaurant.
Only a group of pale-faced chefs remained, gripping their knives and ladles tightly, watching the doorway warily.
A burly man clad in golden armor and carrying a massive war spear grinned, revealing a cruel and greedy smile.
"Guhahahahaha...!"
This man is none other than Admiral Krieg, the most ruthless pirate in the East Blue, who commands 50 warships and is known as the "Overlord of the East Blue"!
Although he looked slightly tired and his armor was covered in scratches, his imposing figure and arrogant demeanor still intimidated the chefs present.
"I advise you not to struggle!"
"I still have over a hundred men on my ship who are starving. If you obediently prepare food for me, I will allow you to leave this ship on your own!"
"From this day forward—it belongs to me!"
"You pirates, you won't succeed!"
Upon hearing Klick's arrogant words, an obese man wearing an apron could not contain his anger and rushed out, fists clenched.
"Balati is not a place where you can run wild!!!"
The hot-tempered waiter, Paddy, roared and slammed his fist at Klick with all his might.
However--
"Hmph, they're courting death."
Krick didn't even lift his eyelids, he just casually swung his arm.
The arm, encased in golden armor, swept across like a giant steel python, accompanied by a terrifying whooshing sound.
Before Paddy could even react, he was sent flying like a baseball, crashing hard into the wall in the distance.
The wall immediately cracked with spiderweb-like marks, and Paddy slid to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and immediately lost consciousness.
"Patdie!"
The chefs around gasped in shock, their faces drained of color.
They knew Krieg was strong, but they didn't expect him to be this strong.
Even Paddy, one of the strongest men in Baratie, couldn't withstand a single blow!
Krick sheathed his gun, his sneer growing even more arrogant.
"Anyone else want to come up and try? I don't mind stretching my muscles before eating!"
The restaurant was deathly silent. The chefs' hands trembled as they held their utensils. Fear washed over everyone like a cold tide.
Just then—
"I'm starving! I want to eat!!!"
A powerful roar, yet made all the more piercing by extreme hunger, came from outside the restaurant like a thunderclap, instantly shattering the deathly silence inside.
Immediately afterwards—
Boom! ...
The restaurant's thick oak door suddenly shattered with a loud crash!
Amidst the flying sawdust, a dark figure shot straight into the restaurant with incredible speed and angle, like a cannonball!
The dark figure struck Krieg, who was standing with his back to the door, with perfect precision, right in the back!
"What?!"
Krieg felt an immense force strike him from behind. Even with his burly body and heavy armor, he couldn't maintain his balance and was instantly sent flying.
"Captain Krieg!?"
On the floor, the demon Akin, still feeling guilty for "leading the pirates here," looked shocked.
He turned around abruptly.
But all they saw was that the person had fallen onto the wooden floor not far away, and was sitting up, rubbing his head and feeling dizzy.
He wore a straw hat and a red vest, and his broad smile was tinged with a hint of bewilderment from hunger.
"I want to eat—!!!"
"Bring me some food right now!!!"
For a moment, the entire restaurant fell silent.
"asshole!"
Krieg rose from a pile of shards of wood, his golden armor creaking dully.
Click!
He suddenly removed the shield-shaped turntable from his shoulder and activated the mechanism.
A huge golden spear suddenly appeared in his hands.
"Where did this reckless brat come from..."
"Go to hell!"
Krieg roared and swung his huge spear at Luffy.
"Um?"
Luffy, focused solely on finding food, didn't notice any of this and only turned around with some confusion when he heard the strange noise.
The next second...
Peng!
The massive lance slammed into an arm.
However, it was not Luffy's arm, but a prosthetic arm covered with electronic patterns.
"I'm telling you, Luffy... even if I know you won't really get hurt..."
"But it's embarrassing to see our captain get beaten up by some nobody."
"Could you please be more careful next time?"
V's figure had appeared beside Luffy without anyone noticing, his alloy right arm steadily blocking the golden spear that Krieg swung with all his might.
He tilted his head slightly, his tone filled with helplessness and reproach.
Goofing around is fine to watch in anime, but that's about it.
In reality, such actions that inexplicably put oneself in danger are simply idiotic.
V indicates that it is unacceptable.
"you!"
Compared to V's ease, Krick stared wide-eyed in horror, his gaze fixed on the man who had suddenly appeared before him.
The other party did not look particularly strong, and could even be described as somewhat "ordinary," but the mechanical arm covered with dark blue patterns and the blue prosthetic eye that gleamed with a cold light both exuded an unsettling aura of danger.
"Who are you?!"
Krick growled, his eyes filled with anger and a hint of wariness.
He had never seen this person in the East China Sea.
"I?"
V shrugged, and his other arm instantly deformed as well, the sharp blade of the mantis knife gleaming coldly under the restaurant chandelier.
"He was just a customer who was passing by and eating."
His tone was relaxed, but his prosthetic eyes swept over Klee without any warmth.
After sparring with Zoro for the past few days, he seems to have come to understand the thrill of battle.
The moment V finished speaking, his mantis arm suddenly swung out.
The sharp blade drew a cold arc in the air.
The next instant, the great spear in Krick's hand was cut in half at the waist.
The heavy gun barrel slammed directly to the ground with a loud "bang".
Krick stared at the half-broken golden spear in his hand, his pupils contracting sharply, and for the first time, an incredulous look of astonishment appeared on his arrogant face.
"My war gun… how could this be…" he exclaimed in astonishment.
But before he could finish speaking, V's figure suddenly blurred.
Klick didn't even see how he moved. He only saw a blur before the mantis arm covered in dark blue patterns pierced straight at his thick golden armor with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air!
Clang—!!!
A piercing clang of metal clashing rang out, sparks flying!
But the expected blocking sensation did not come.
Click... snap...
A faint yet teeth-grinding tearing sound came from my chest.
Klee looked down in disbelief and saw a clear crack on the golden armor that was said to be the most durable in the East Sea!
The crack's edges were as smooth as a mirror, and it spread rapidly like a spider web from the spot where V's mantis blade tip was pressed against!
"Varied...?!"
"Your turtle shell doesn't seem very sturdy."
V's teasing voice was right next to me.
Before Krieg could react, the Mantis Blade suddenly lashed out again, then swung out at an even faster speed and a more cunning angle!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! ...
A series of dense, rain-like slashes suddenly erupted!
V's figure transformed into a blue-black afterimage, moving at high speed around Krieg.
With each flash, the mantis blade precisely struck the weakest points in the golden armor's structure—the shoulder seams, the armpit plates, the waist and abdomen hinges, the knee flex points…
With V's terrifying speed and power, the incomparably sharp alloy blade was like a hot knife through butter when facing the East Blue's proud "absolute defense"!
The shattered golden armor plates flew off one after another, clattering and clanging as they hit the floor.
In just a few seconds!
Just moments ago, the once majestic and invincible "Overlord of the East Sea," Krik, had his golden armor riddled with holes, large chunks of deck plating falling away to reveal ordinary clothing and a terrified body beneath.
He futilely waved the broken gun in an attempt to retaliate, but couldn't even touch the hem of V's clothes. He was in a sorry state, like a lobster with its shell peeled off.
As the last heavy piece of breastplate crashed to the ground with a clang, V's figure quietly stopped three steps away from Krieg.
He tilted his head slightly, his blue prosthetic eye calmly sweeping over the scattered gold armor plates on the ground, then looked at Krieg, who was now only wearing his undergarments and whose face was filled with terror and anger, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
"Peeling successful."
V moved the joints of his mantis arm, emitting a slight mechanical hum, and fixed his gaze on Krieg's face, which was filled with shock and anger.
"Next, it's time to deal with the internal issues."
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