If nothing unexpected happened, in less than a minute, the infamous pirate who had once given the Marines such a headache—so much so that they sent a Vice Admiral to subdue him—would take his final breath.
"Tsk, you know, if you just go and die like this, it's going to be a real pain for … This stuff shouldn't be expired, right?"
Kizaru squatted down, examining the syringe in his hand with a conflicted expression.
Logically, this kind of life-saving miracle shouldn't be wasted, but considering the person who gave it to him was that Ivankov…
"Count yourself lucky. This thing can save your life. If you dare to die, I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs."
After a brief hesitation, Kizaru finally injected the serum into Rock. The pirate, who had been on the brink of death just monts earlier, let out a horrific scream.
His broken body began to heal in a grotesque and alarming way.
Muscles and bones twisted as though kneaded and reshaped by an invisible pair of hands. His rough, dark skin smoothed out and turned delicate. His hulking fra morphed into soft curves, and his brutish, scarred face—complete with rotten teeth and a bulbous nose—transford into the refined visage of an elegant woman.
With a stunning figure and a strikingly beautiful face, it was hard to believe that just minutes earlier, this individual had been a filthy, ugly man.
"What the hell! Ivankov, you tricked !"
Kizaru couldn't stop himself from cursing out loud. When Ivankov gave him this syringe, he had told him it was for ergencies—a life-saving tool.
What he didn't ntion was that using the syringe would turn the person into a woman. Even if Kizaru knew that Ivankov could change things back later, who wouldn't be left with so psychological scars after experiencing sothing like this?
"Kizaru-sama, t-this… this guy turned into a woman!"
Marigold stamred in disbelief.
Leaving aside her traumatic past as a forr Celestial Dragon slave, Marigold, as Hancock's second-in-command, had spent enough ti raiding ships to know the difference between n and won.
"Lock this guy up! Use Seastone handcuffs and leg irons!" Kizaru ordered through gritted teeth.
If it weren't so inconvenient right now, he would've gone straight to find Ivankov to settle the score.
There were perfectly normal hormone serums, but Ivankov just had to give him this twisted version with a gender-changing side effect—clearly a deliberate prank ant to make a fool out of him.
"My dear, did this guy make you angry?"
Hancock, who arrived late and missed the transformation, narrowed her eyes and glared fiercely at Rock, now turned into a woman.
Although Hancock, the world's most beautiful woman, had full confidence in her allure, even the strongest lion or tiger would not tolerate a rabbit daring to provoke it.
This shaless bitch didn't even wear a top—did she think she could seduce Kizaru like this?
"No, let hold you, Hancock."
Kizaru's face was a little grim as he reached out and embraced the flustered Hancock, burying his face in the Empress's ample chest, taking a deep breath.
The world is so beautiful—how can I be this angry? I'll just go and give that Ivankov a beating next ti we et, and it'll all be fine!
"My dear, there are so many people here..." Hancock pretended to be shy, though she didn't care about the company—after all, she didn't see her subordinates as people either. What mattered was that Kizaru seed to enjoy this playful act.
"Let's go, ti to head ho."
Kizaru felt he needed more of this 'Hancock energy' to heal his wounded soul. Ivankov's little stunt had really ticked him off. When they t again, he was absolutely going to leave the shemale paralysed.
After an unknown period of ti, Rock, locked in the island's most secure prison, finally regained consciousness.
The mont his awareness returned, Rock, lying on the floor, shuddered, instinctively reaching up to touch his head.
The kick he had received left him with a deep psychological scar. Even in his unconscious state, he clearly rembered the searing pain when his face had caved in.
But what Rock hadn't expected was… when he touched his face, it wasn't the forrly sunken features. Instead, the sensation was smooth and delicate—more feminine than even a woman's—and the size of his face… it didn't seem quite right?
Suddenly fully awake, Rock opened his eyes, staring at what should have been his rough, calloused hands, now replaced with fair and delicate fingers. He was completely stunned.
Then, connecting the dots to a terrifying realization, Rock quickly pulled at his pants, only to find his vision blocked by two large, unntionable things.
If these unntionable parts had appeared on his woman, Rock would have been overjoyed.
But now, they were on him, and as his body moved, they swayed, making him feel dizzy.
"Ah!"
A shrill scream echoed through Amazon Lily. When the female warriors of the island rushed to the sound, they found a woman huddled in the corner of her cell, trembling in fear.
One hand was clutching her chest, while the other covered the area where she had just lost her most prized possession. Her beautiful face was filled with despair.
She should have known, she should have realized it earlier!
How could there be a nation of only won on the sea? Thinking back to the conversations where she had fantasized about barging into Amazon Lily and doing as she pleased, Rock beca increasingly desperate.
If she had known that staying in Amazon Lily would turn her into a woman, she would have never let those two damn won capture her!
Wait, those won who captured her... maybe they used to be n too!
"Kizaru-sama, Blood Demon Rock is locked up here..."
Outside the cell, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and a familiar figure appeared, surrounded by a group of female warriors.
"Run!! Get off the island as fast as you can!! Staying here will turn you into a woman!!" Seeing Kizaru appear outside the cell, Rock scread in fear.
Although Kizaru looked like an absolute man, Rock was certain that in no ti, this guy would turn into a woman just like him.
"What's wrong with this guy? Did I kick him so hard that he lost his mind?" Kizaru said, twitching his mouth, montarily questioning whether he had kicked him too hard, turning him into an idiot.
"My dear, this person seems so annoying, kill her!" Hancock, dressed in a bathrobe, clung to Kizaru's arm, her gaze filled with hostility toward Rock.
Although Hancock was confident that her beauty and figure could crush any other woman, she instinctively rejected any female who ca too close to Kizaru, not wanting to take any risks.
"So beautiful..."
Rock widened her eyes. She had never seen a woman as beautiful as Hancock.
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