The Great Pirate Era.
The great seas surge and churn, powerhouses destroy and annihilate, each fighting their own battles. It's utterly—
Demotivating!
I, Russil Kuro, age tw...
"I don't have time to play around with you here. Today is my big day. See that?"
Judge pointed his spear at a camera not far away and said, "I've set it to automatic mode. I'm going to take a picture of me slaying four kings in quick succession at that exact moment. Through this means, I, Vinsmoke, will demonstrate my determination to reclaim my throne in the North Sea! I'll tell those people that the king of the North Sea has returned!"
In his youth, Judge ruled the North Blue. After conquering the North Blue by force, he fantasized about crossing the Red Line to conquer the East Blue. However, when he crossed the Red Line, the people of the North Blue rebelled and uprooted his rule.
It's been so many years, and he has been recuperating and building up his strength until now, finally qualifying him to rule the North Sea once again.
This is a golden opportunity, and he won't let any navy figure hold him back.
The timing of the photo shoot itself was a demonstration of his immense power, the ability to decide the life and death of others at will. If it were to be disrupted, it would be imperfect.
"Kids, transform! Let this Marine see the power of the Vinsmoke!"
As Judge spoke, the red-haired man sitting in the chair revealed a disdainful smile, "Really, can't Father handle a mere Marine himself? Oh well, to save time..."
He pulled out the same cylindrical jar.
The blue-haired guy next to him sneered and pulled out his own weapon, saying, "Let's smash his face."
Reiju sighed and took out a cylindrical jar as well. "Unfortunately, you can't escape now, Navy."