New World, Louis Kansas.
This was an independent kingdom and also the headquarters and stronghold of the Sea King, Umit.
Umit, the King of Shipping, controlled more than 80% of New World's business operations. He not only collaborated with nurous pirates but also maintained relationships with the Marines and even the World Governnt.
This was the survival rule of the kings of the dark world: connections.
To thrive in this dangerous world, one required not only imnse strength but also a vast network of relationships. Only through such asures could one's position remain unshaken.
Umit, the Shipping King, straddled both the legal and illegal worlds, ensuring his dominance. However, today, this king of the dark world faced a crisis of life and death.
"teor Volcano!"
Countless fists of molten lava rained down from the sky, slamming into the palace of Louis Kansas. Explosions resounded continuously, and in an instant, the palace turned into a sea of fire.
Scores of guards and servants were engulfed by the magma, burned to ashes in the flas, or crushed under the collapsing structures.
Suddenly, a shadow shot out from the fiery palace and landed atop a tower.
As one of the kings of the dark world, the strength of Umit himself was considerable—comparable to that of an elite Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters.
"Magma powers... isn't Akainu dead?"
Umit surveyed the inferno below him, his face grim.
"Hahahaha, though Akainu is dead, the Lava-Lava Fruit hasn't disappeared."
A harsh laugh echoed through the air as Avalo Pizarro, the Evil King, descended from the sky and landed in front of Umit.
"Pizarro! You've eaten the Lava-Lava Fruit!"
"That's right! How is it? My new powers are impressive, aren't they?"
Pizarro grinned arrogantly.
The Logia-class Lava-Lava Fruit was a power craved by many, and now that Pizarro possessed it, he couldn't help but flaunt his newfound abilities.
"It was Lucifer! He must have plundered Akainu's abilities and given you the Lava-Lava Fruit!"
Umit quickly deduced the situation. News of Lucifer's ability to seize Devil Fruits had already spread far and wide, so this conclusion ca naturally to him.
"Lucifer sent you!"
The Shipping King's voice trembled.
"That's right, Umit. Today marks your end."
"Why? I never offended Lucifer! He has no reason to target !"
Umit shouted, desperation evident in his tone.
"I can submit to him! I'll give him all my business! Just let live!"
Umit was no fool. Realizing he wasn't Pizarro's match, he tried to surrender before the battle even began. After all, survival was more important than pride.
Unfortunately, Umit had underestimated the cruelty of Avalo Pizarro.
"There's no need for that, Umit. If I kill you, your business will still be mine."
Pizarro sneered. "I haven't had this power for long, so let test it on you!"
"Die! Great Eruption!"
Pizarro's right arm transford into molten lava, and he threw a punch aid directly at Umit. The blazing magma erupted with intense heat, distorting the surrounding air.
Even before the attack landed, Umit could already feel the overwhelming heat searing his skin.
"Damn it! You bastard! If I die, I'll take you with !"
Realizing his pleas for rcy were futile, Umit resolved to fight to the bitter end. Drawing his saber, he charged at Pizarro, slashing furiously in an attempt to counter the incoming magma fist.
A deafening explosion followed as Umit's pitch-black blade—imbued with high-density Armant Haki—clashed with Pizarro's lava attack. The powerful shockwave that erupted rocked the entire battlefield.
For a brief mont, Umit's blade held firm against Pizarro's lava. But with a deafening roar, Pizarro's magma surged, shattering Umit's defense entirely.
Boom!
Pizarro's molten fist smashed into Umit's chest. The intense heat lted through Umit's Armant Haki, pierced his flesh, and burned through his internal organs. The attack tore through his back, leaving a gaping, charred hole.
Blood spurted from Umit's mouth, only to evaporate imdiately upon contact with the scorching heat.
"Y-you..."
Umit tried to speak, but before he could finish, his lifeless body fell to the ground.
Discarding Umit's charred corpse, Pizarro laughed maniacally.
"Not bad. Not bad at all. The Lava-Lava Fruit is truly incredible!"
With the battle over, Pizarro led his crew to seize control of Louis Kansas. The pirate flag of the Nether Pirates was soon raised high above the kingdom, marking its conquest.
From this day forth, Louis Kansas and all its shipping operations were absorbed into the territory of the Nether Pirates, further solidifying their dominance in the New World.
Pizarro, the villainous king, also beca the second Shipping King.
New World, Flandre.
Whoosh!
A tornado sandstorm swept across the city, completely destroying a massive palace.
Big Wine Choate erged from the sandstorm, his face flushed, and he let out a loud burp.
"Is it all dead?"
Choate seed drunk, his eyes hazy, and afterimages began to blur the scene in front of him.
Whoosh!
A cold flash of light darted across Choate's body at lightning speed, cutting him in half instantly.
The upper half of Choate's body slid off, his eyes still glazed over.
He didn't seem to realize he had been cut in half.
"Damn bastard, it's ti to die!"
The boss of the funeral ho, Della Gupiedro, turned his head and watched as Choate, now in two pieces, cursed.
Indeed, this island of Flandre was the ho of the funeral director Della Gupiedro.
Initially, Della thought the battle would end when Choate was cut in half, but unfortunately, things didn't go as he expected.
Choate's upper body transford into fine sand and flew back to reconnect with the lower half.
Soon, Choate returned to his original form.
"Logia ability user!"
Della's face darkened, his expression becoming as grim as a stormcloud.
"Damn bastard! I don't believe I can't kill you!"
Della slashed angrily with his sickle, the blade pitch-black and coated in Armant Haki.
Choate's hazy eyes suddenly sharpened, and with a wave of his right hand, his body transford into a massive desert sword, which collided with Della's sickle.
Clang!
With a flash of cold light, Della's sickle was sliced cleanly in two, and the severed blade flew into the air.
Della's complexion changed drastically, a terrified look crossing his face as he could only watch helplessly as Choate's desert sword descended.
Boom!
The ground cracked, and a gaping trench hundreds of ters long was carved out, splitting every building in its path in half.
The sa fate befell Della Gupiedro.
After the attack, his body stiffened and remained motionless.
A line of blood split between his forehead and chest, and as blood gushed from the wound, Della's body split in two.
"Hic!!! Dead?"
Choate's eyes returned to their hazy state as he glanced vaguely at the corpse under his feet, then turned and walked away.
On this day, Flandre fell, and the Nether Pirates beca the new rulers of the island.
The pirate flag of Lucifer fluttered in the wind, adding another territory to his domain.
Choate, the Big Wine, beca the new leader of the funeral ho.
Similarly, when Umit and Della Gupiedro were dealt with, another "hidden master," Gibson, couldn't escape the fate of death.
Byrnndi Waldo led his crew to invade Gibson's lair, killing all his n and destroying everything related to him.
Compared to Shiryu, Pizarro, and Choate, Waldo's thods were clearly more brutal.
None of Gibson's n survived—Waldo killed them all.
His vicious reputation, that of the World Destroyer, made the world tremble once again.
anwhile, all the dark world kings of the New World were hunted down and killed by the Nether Pirates—only Morgans escaped.
When Catherine Butterfly led her people to Morgans' lair, it was already abandoned.
Unlike other dark world kings, Morgans was an informant and had received the news that Lucifer was hunting him down in advance.
Furthermore, his lair was a spaceship, capable of flying through the skies.
Thus, Morgans fled as soon as he received the warning.
Owning a flying ship ant Morgans could change the location of his lair at will, even staying airborne indefinitely.
It's no wonder Morgans had the audacity to report the scandals and taboo secrets of the World Governnt without fear of retaliation.
With the ability to fly, ninety-nine percent of the world's thods were useless against him.
It's also why the World Governnt had failed to eliminate Morgans.
Overall, this hunting operation was largely successful.
Except for Morgans, all the other kings of the dark world had been taken down.
After seizing their forces and industries, Lucifer's Ghost Pirates grew dramatically.
Not only did they control the New World, but their influence stretched all the way to the first half of the Grand Line, and their spies were embedded everywhere.
At the sa ti, news of the Nether Pirates' actions quickly spread across the world.
The terror of the Nether Pirates once again captivated the world's attention!
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