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As one of the Four Emperors, Big Mom could naturally sense the unusual presence emanating from Kaido.

Big Mom originally intended to defeat the enemy in front of her as quickly as possible, then crush them with overwhelming force, completely shattering the Four Seas Alliance's determination to resist, and finally reunite with Kaido in the center of the country to complete this operation.

But just now, the presence of Kaido coming from afar suddenly fluctuated violently!

It felt like being struck by some kind of overwhelming force!

At this moment, the "gravity" emanating from Kaido had already been crushed by another, even more exaggerated force.

Something's not right...

The older woman frowned slightly.

Her influence on others is often that of a savage and capricious woman, but in essence, the old lady's mind is very clear.

At least—it's clear when you've had a full meal.

Therefore, Big Mom knew very well that Kaido might have encountered a formidable enemy he had never expected, an enemy so powerful that it even suppressed the strong presence of the Beasts Pirates!

who is it?

Crocodile?

No, impossible! That guy is just a newcomer on this sea. I've heard he once suffered a terrible defeat at the hands of Whitebeard. It can't possibly be him!

If that's the case, then who could it be?

There's only one possibility left.

[Golden Dawn] Ryan Rowan!

It's him!

That emperor who supposedly died eight hundred years ago but has now been resurrected is fighting Kaido of the Beasts and is clearly gaining the upper hand!

The woman had no doubt about her judgment.

That's why a twisted, excited smile appeared on the old lady's face.

"Oh my god, it seems even the emperor from eight hundred years ago couldn't be in two places at once!"

The old woman's gaze, which was enough to instill fear in others, was fixed on the army of abandoned people in front of her.

"So, if I take you all out, there won't be anyone in this country who can stop me!"

"In the end, you are nothing more than a nation struggling to stand on this vast ocean, relying on 'one person'!"

The older woman's aura gradually rose.

"Without enough 'strength,' it's simply impossible to gain a foothold on this vast ocean!"

At this point, the old woman suddenly noticed the army of abandoned people in front of her, and a hint of interest appeared in her originally ferocious and crazy eyes.

"Huh? Who are you?"

"Hey, Perospero!" the middle-aged woman waved and called out, "Have you ever seen a race like this? Why have I never heard of them before!"

Before Perospero could answer, the old woman suddenly flashed forward, appearing in front of the Forsaken Legion in the blink of an eye. She then crouched down, staring intently at the group of Forsaken with her enormous eyes, and excitedly exclaimed:

What race are you?

The older woman was clearly very curious about the solid crystal armor worn by the abandoned people.

"Are they a native race of Alabasta? Or from the Sky Island? They couldn't possibly be from the ocean! I've never heard of this branch of the merfolk!"

The old lady's greatest interest is to incorporate races from all over the world into her "nation" through "marriage," in order to achieve a true "nation."

The abandoned people in front of her were clearly not within the scope of the old lady's "collection of all nations".

Therefore, the older woman was very curious about the group of people in front of her who were wearing interesting crystal armor.

But at that moment, Perospero, who was standing to the side, finally found an opportunity to interject, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter:

"Hehehe, Mom, don't overestimate them. Those guys are just ordinary humans!"

"It's all thanks to the Four Seas Alliance for never suppressing the leaks of your intelligence, otherwise Mom would have been fooled by you today!"

Perospero sneered loudly, "Those guys are nothing but a bunch of ordinary humans infected with some strange virus!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, the woman's face immediately turned ugly.

"You're sick? That won't do!"

The old lady would absolutely not want the virus to spread to the residents of her kingdom.

"So they were just a bunch of trash..."

The woman's initial excitement vanished, and she slowly stood up.

"In that case, there's no need for negotiation. Let's just destroy it!"

"Perospero!"

At the woman's command, "Kill him..."

Before the old woman could finish speaking, she saw a dark shadow flash before her eyes, and one of the abandoned people's fists struck her directly in the face!

boom!

That was no ordinary punch; it was a terrifying attack with the power of a heavy cannon!

"Why bother with all this talk? Let's just start the war!"

The one who made the move was one of the abandoned ones, and also a fighter who trained exceptionally hard.

He thought that the fat woman in front of him would suffer after taking his punch, but he found that the woman's body did not tremble at all, but instead her eyes turned to him.

The woman opened her mouth, as if in surprise, or perhaps questioning—

"what?"

That one is finished.

I've been on vacation for a long time.

To be honest, I didn't dare to open the comments section when I was writing "The Emperor" in the middle and later stages.

I'm afraid of being criticized.

Similar to the issue of Old Sha's left and right hands being broken, after thinking about it for a while, I realized, why am I, a comic book reader, arguing about animation errors?

The most fun thing is to write fun books and think of fun stories.

Ryan Rowan's character is based on Sinbad.

I really like the comic book "The Magic Flute". Everyone has different beliefs, and anyone is worthy of being called "King".

Although the Old Man Ring hadn't been released when the book was conceived, Ryan Rowan ultimately chose to burn the tree.

But he didn't go mad, he wasn't destined to die, he wasn't destined to die...

He ushered in an era of ordinary people, where there were no longer Devil Fruit users who were superior to others, nor those powerful figures who roamed the seas.

Only "human beings" endure!

I have always longed to celebrate the power of "human beings".

Humans cannot defy fate, but they can control and utilize it.

Look how magnificent!

I hope there will be fewer trolls in fanfiction, but that's always unlikely.

My new book is coming out soon; it's called "Your Old Man Is Not Some Kind of Rascal".

Oh right, I still prefer writing about muscular men.

It has been internally approved and is available for investment.

Please witness!