Punk Hazard is an island in the New World that belongs to the World Government.
It is not far from the red earth continent.
The World Government is not without influence in the New World; at least the areas near the Red Line are under their control.
Moreover, there's a Shichibukai guarding the gate in front of the New World.
This island was once a naval research base and also held some of the World Government's prisoners. Three years ago, a scientist named M. Caesar Clown's experiment went wrong, resulting in a poison gas leak, turning the island into a dead island, and it gradually fell into disuse.
At this moment, a large number of huge warships have gathered around the island, completely surrounding Punk Hazard. The number and level of these warships would probably pale in comparison to the arrival of the Buster Call.
Among the warships closest to the island, several recognizable lieutenant generals stood on the deck with solemn expressions.
Flying Squirrel, Doberman, Ghost Spider, Storoberry, Burning Mountain...
Regardless of whether they were hawks, doves, or centrists, the prominent vice admirals in the navy were all on their respective warships, each in charge of a region.
Closer by, several large warships were anchored there. Sengoku was on one of the warships, leaning on the deck, his face grave.
On the other ship stood Garp, but he didn't do anything like joking around. He just stood there with his arms crossed, not saying a word.
On the ship next to them, Crane found a chair on the deck and sat down, his hands crossed and his chin resting on his hands, his face expressionless. Behind him, a beautiful woman dressed in pink, revealing a pair of long, white, beautiful legs, with her hair tied up in a bun and a white-hilted katana hanging at her waist, stood behind him.
On the other boat, a sleazy-looking man dressed in khaki clothes, with a golden-yellow undergarment, a cloak, a cigarette in his mouth, and wearing a hat, called out to the woman:
"Hey, Gion, marry me!"
"I refuse."
The beautiful woman said casually.
"Damn it, you've rejected me eighty-nine times already. When are you going to say yes?"
The man in the khaki-colored clothes looked dejected.
"General Chaton has failed again."
"Yeah, I have to confess my feelings to Vice Admiral Momousagi every time I see him."
"Ha, if Vice Admiral Chaton had fewer women around during his leisure time, perhaps that would be a possibility."
The navy on his ship were whispering among themselves.
"Oh~ I'm so surprised."
On the other, on a nearby warship, Kizaru pouted and said to the man, "Okay, that's eighty-nine times already?"
"I will not give up, Brother Kizaru."
Jiaji rallied, clenched his fist, and declared, "Next time, I'll definitely succeed in confessing!"
"Speaking of which..."
After saying this, he looked around, narrowed his eyes, and chuckled as he held a cigarette between his fingers: "Brother Kizaru, is your prized subordinate coming this time too? I've never seen him before."
"Kuro? I've informed him, he should be here soon."
Kizaru glanced behind him and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh~ you came right away, over there..."
He pointed to the sea, where the silhouettes of several warships gradually appeared on the horizon.
"Have you arrived, Lucilfer Kuro...?"
Onigumo, with a cigar in his mouth, glanced back and sneered, "With his strength, how could he have managed to linger in a place like the North Sea for so long? I wonder what he's up to."
"I think the mission is more important, and it's better to be careful," the flying squirrel said. "Perhaps something else is holding us back."
Storoberry smiled slightly: "Agreed, it's better to be careful."
"I don't think so. I'm afraid it's just laziness, like Admiral Kizaru." Doberman shook his head.
"Well, there's no need to argue about that kind of thing," the easygoing Huoshaoshan said with a laugh.
The warships were fast and quickly approached the outer perimeter of the warships surrounded by Punk Hazard.
"Quite a few..."
Jiaji exclaimed in surprise, "Is it necessary to bring so many people? Huh? That equipment..."
He saw the uniforms worn by the clone soldiers on the warship.
"Vinsmoke clones, that's strange. Where did Kuro get them?" Tsuru glanced at them, a hint of surprise on her face. "Why are those people on the warship?"
"There was just a slight mishap..."
A voice rang out from above.
Kuro floated over from the warship and landed on Kizaru's ship, saying helplessly, "Let's not investigate anymore. In short, these clone soldiers have now joined the Navy."
"oh?"
Kizaru paused, his gaze sweeping over the numerous warships and landing on Cass behind him. "I see. The power of will can reach this level? How terrifying."
"What's the meaning?"
Gion, standing behind Tsuru, asked suspiciously, "I've heard that Vinsmoke Family clones are not allowed to disobey the Vinsmoke Family's orders. Why would they join the Navy?"
“Let’s talk about that later; now is definitely not the time to delve into that. But… what a good subordinate you have, Kuro.” Tsuru smiled with satisfaction, then sighed:
"Compared to this situation, at least there's some consolation, right, Sengoku, Garp?"
“I don’t understand those things.” Garp smiled at Kuro. “But I had a very comfortable time on your island. I’ll come again next time, hahaha.”
"Alright... now that you're here, let's begin."
Zhan Guo said in a deep voice, "Don't drag this out any longer; dragging it out won't get us anywhere."
With that, he raised his hand and shouted, "Let's begin!!!"
These words drew everyone's attention to the island.
Kuro looked over as well, and asked doubtfully, "Huh? Wasn't it said that these islands are full of poison gas?"
"Well, I don't know. Maybe it disappeared on its own." Kizaru looked into the interior of the island. "That kind of thing isn't the focus right now. The decisive battle that will determine the future direction of the Navy has already begun."
At this point, Punk Hazard no longer had any poison gas, but something even more terrifying existed inside the island.
In the very center of the island, two people stood facing each other, one dressed in a red suit and the other in a white vest and blue shirt. A gentle breeze stirred, causing their naval capes to flutter.
Both of them heard Sengoku's voice. Akainu's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Aokiji opposite him:
"Kuzan, why are you so vehemently opposed to me? The Navy should have made changes long ago. It would be best if I led it."
"Oh dear, but I don't like your way of doing things. Right now, the Navy should be resting and recuperating, shouldn't it?" Aokiji scratched his head and said.
"Is that really the case?" Akainu asked in a deep voice.
Aokiji was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I can't forget what happened in Ohara. You went too far back then. Justice isn't something that goes indiscriminately. I can't accept the Navy entrusting you with this task."
"Just this little thing? You're going to abandon years of camaraderie and act so drastically?" Akainu clenched his fist, crimson light erupting from his hand.
"A small matter?"
Aokiji exhaled a chilling breath, and frost began to form on his neck. "So, you see, we don't get along."
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