I, Broly, began by destroying the pirate world.

3. The gaze of the apex predator

All eyes were on Loguetown Square—Broly stood on Roger's corpse, showing no embarrassment whatsoever. He casually grabbed a piece of cloth from Roger's body, which was still relatively clean, and wiped himself off, completely oblivious to the deathly silence around him.

Cool!

He ripped off one of Roger's sleeves, haphazardly tied it around his waist as a makeshift cloth, and muttered to himself, "Where do I go next?"

"Gurgle—"

Broly's stomach rumbled in protest, interrupting his thoughts. He patted his belly, remembering the Saiyans' insatiable appetite.

Well, what's done is done, let's eat first.

Broly's unsteady gait might seem cute at first glance, but no one in the world thinks that way right now.

The townspeople, who were battered and bruised from the two shockwaves, stood up in unison, their eyes filled with the terror of seeing a monster.

Meanwhile, far away in Mary Geoise, the Fifth Elder, Masei, had already rushed to the video Den Den Mushi, his roar echoing through the line: "Sengoku! What are you standing there for? Grab that kid right now!"

An infant who looks to be around three years old was able to throw a naval admiral flying.

Even if the Warring States period was prone to underestimating its enemy, this power was enough to shake the world.

If left unchecked, it will pose an even greater threat than Charlotte Linlin.

Having personally experienced the horrors of Broly, Sengoku finally suppressed his last bit of hesitation.

He was not entirely good; the order to destroy Ohara two years later was also given by him.

In this sea of ​​scum, his "conscience" is merely a little more prudent than others, making him no different from Garp.

"For world peace, for the safety of the people, please come with me!"

Sengoku's roar echoed across the plaza, and the golden Buddha statue was activated once more, charging fiercely towards Broly.

Broly rolled his eyes; it was exactly the same nonsense Danzo spouted before he died.

He raised his hand towards the charging Sengoku, a rich, dark green light emanating from his palm.

Sengoku, whose Observation Haki had instantly reached its maximum, sensed an intense aura of death from that chubby little hand.

The body rolls over before consciousness.

"Bang--!"

A green light tore through the air, swept past Zhan Guo, and crashed into the buildings at the edge of the square.

"Boom—!"

Amidst the deafening roar, rows of houses were blasted open like paper, with cracks spreading all the way to the coast of Rogge. Suddenly, huge waves hundreds of meters high surged up the sea, and a towering curtain of water blotted out the sun.

Doflamingo's eyes behind his sunglasses were almost bursting out of the lenses. At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: Are the national treasures hidden by the Celestial Dragons really that powerful?

Mihawk's black sword, Yoru, hanging at his side, trembled slightly. This supreme grade sword, symbolizing the pinnacle of swordsmanship in this world, was in danger at this moment!

The Four Emperors' crew, who witnessed this scene through a video Den Den Mushi, were in an uproar:

On Whole Cake Island, Katakurivikin's lips trembled with fear. "Mom... can she really do this?" The Charlotte children around him remained silent, already knowing the answer—while their mother was terrifying, the power in the video was beyond words.

Kaido of Onigashima was frozen in mid-air with his hand holding the wine jar, completely unaware that the wine had spilled all over him.

Faced with a powerful opponent, the strongest creature, who should have grown stronger with each battle, was now only filled with a chilling aura: "This brat... he's not even human!"

Marco of the Whitebeard Pirates pinched his thigh hard, and the pain confirmed that he was not dreaming. He looked in the direction of his father, Whitebeard, and saw that the tall figure was also staring at the Den Den Mushi screen, his large hand trembling visibly.

Having narrowly escaped death, Sengoku stared at the gaping hole that pierced through the town, his mouth agape in an "O" shape. When he came to his senses, his voice trembled: "Such...such terrifying power! We cannot allow you to run rampant outside; you must be subject to the jurisdiction of the Navy and the World Government!"

He charged at Broly again, but as soon as he took a step, he fell heavily to the ground, looking utterly pathetic and completely different from his earlier imposing figure.

"Wha...what happened?"

A heart-wrenching pain instantly swept through his entire body. When Sengoku turned his head, he was horrified to find that the right half of his body—his right hand, right foot, and even his right chest and abdomen—had vanished without a trace, leaving him with a full 40% missing!

He dodged it, but not completely.

"Aaaaaah—!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed across the square.

The whole world was stunned.

One move was all it took to bring a naval admiral to such a state.

"Protect Mr. Sengoku!"

Kizaru abruptly abandoned his usual laziness, his face turning ashen, and he sternly commanded the naval soldiers.

The soldiers in white rushed forward and hurriedly lifted Sengoku, who only had half a body left, onto a stretcher. But everyone knew that the navy's only admiral was not going to survive.

The square, where hundreds of thousands of people had gathered, was now deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Doflamingo swallowed hard, unable to even let out his signature "fufufu" laugh, only to be secretly alarmed: This ocean is about to boil over completely—no, it's about to be completely overturned by this brat's power.

After Sengoku fell, Kizaru became the highest-ranking Marine present.

He felt Broly's gaze sweep over him, and large beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

Even when he followed Sengoku in the great battle between Roger and Shiki, he had never felt such fear. The indifference in his eyes made it seem as if everyone present was just an ant that could be crushed at will.

Broly's target has shifted from Sengoku to Borsalino.

After learning about the Celestial Dragons' actions at God Valley, he already had no goodwill towards the Navy, so he naturally showed no mercy in his attack.

The dark green light in his palm shone again, even brighter than before.

The whole world was stunned—this move could actually be used repeatedly?

Kizaru instinctively took two steps back, his voice trembling: "That technique... it can actually be used repeatedly?"

He thought of his Glint-Glint Fruit and the extreme speed of his Light Speed ​​Kick, but in the face of this endless destructive power, speed seemed like a joke.

"Aaaaaah—!"

Just when Borsalino was at a loss, a naval soldier could no longer withstand the suffocating pressure, screamed, and turned to run away.

This collapse, like hot oil splashed into boiling water, instantly ignited panic in the navy.

Countless soldiers abandoned their armor and fled in a frenzy, just to get as far away from the baby as possible.

Their steps faltered, and some even fell to the ground in fear, not even having the courage to turn back, only wishing that their parents had given them two more legs.

Kizaru's eyes widened in disbelief.

Those who participated in this mission were the elite of the navy.

It could even be said that their combat power was no less than that of the main force in the future Marineford War, but at this moment, they were completely defeated when faced with a three-year-old child.

He finally understood that this was no longer a simple matter of difference in strength, but rather the most primal fear that would arise in a lower-ranking creature in the food chain when facing a higher-ranking creature.