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One Piece: Desperate
🕑 Added 2021-09-25 14:58:56 +0000 UTCChapter 107: Takeover
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Max’s presence was overwhelming. Smoker felt like he was choking on air as he stared at the man that was still shorter than him. But his size couldn’t be underestimated, because in the Marineford Max had been one of the biggest. His contribution there had been undeniably large. Killed Portgas Ace. dealt the finishing blow on Whitebeard and weakened the man initially, blinded Kaido in one eye.
But even with all that, Smoker never thought a Marine would have Conqueror’s Haki and one so strong too. He glanced at Tashigi and saw her looking at Max with stars in her eyes even though her legs were shaking.
Max looked at him and Smoker felt his gaze wandering at him. “You are Smoker right?”
“Yes,” Smoker nodded.
The Admiral smiled and put a hand on his shoulder. “I admire your sense of justice, keep it up. Whenever I have free time I will try and come to teach you Haki. It would be a shame for you to not become at least a Vice Admiral.”
Smoker was shocked by that and just how much confidence Max had in him. He hadn’t even had a conversation with the young man before and yet it felt like he had seen straight through Smoker’s being. The latter got a chill down his spine, no one liked being read so easily.
“Anyway, the domination of Hand Island must be done fast and with accuracy. We can’t let pirates prepare and take countermeasures. The innocent civilians won’t need to suffer anymore, I will be their savior.” Max’s words were said with such confidence that no one dared to doubt them.
Smoker took out a cigar and started smoking. “Sir-”
“You can call me Max, there is no need for formalities,” encouraged the Admiral.
“Max. Shouldn’t we split our forces?” he suggested. “That way we can cover more ground.”
“I can also be in charge of one.” Vergo interfered and Smoker looked at him strangely, this wasn’t something the Vice Admiral would say. But he dismissed the notion, there was no need to doubt someone like Vergo.
Max shook his head at both suggestions. “No, instead I will leave some marines behind after taking the islands under control. After all, leaving those places alone, they will just descend into chaos once again. We can’t just go there and destroy the pirates, we must save the place. Killing the pirates sometimes doesn't mean we saved the people.”
Tashigi wanted to ask something so she raised her hand, like a kid in a classroom. “Sir, I saw you fight against Mihawk, how was it?!”
Smoker looked at her with an enraged look. “Tashigi!! This isn’t the right time to ask such things!”
“Hahahaha,” Max on the other hand just laughed it off, unbothered by it. “No worry, we don’t have anything better to do until the rest of the men prepare everything they need.”
He then turned toward Tashigi and smiled. “Well, the fight was surprisingly easy. Mostly because of my speed, which is a bane to swordsmen like Mihawk as I can dodge their attacks, no matter how strong they are.”
The young sword-lover was amazed as Max described his battle against the greatest swordsman in the world. Many cameras had caught that they were fighting, though the World Government wasn’t in a position to turn someone like Mihawk into an enemy yet.
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It took a little over one hour for the men to get ready and prepare for battle, by now Max’s main ship together with an armada of ships behind it had arrived. In the end, over seven thousand Marines were ready and Max smiled, satisfied with the number.
After setting sail, it took the crew another eight hours to reach Hand Island. But since it was close, it wasn’t considered a lot of time at sea. Especially since most islands were days away.
It took even less time than Max had expected to take over the island and he left around a hundred soldiers to keep the peace.
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Two weeks passed and Max had taken over a dozen islands at what could be considered breakneck speeds. He was the most viable, even amongst the Yonko, only Max had enough free manpower to manage all of this.
Currently, his ships were close to Dressrosa. The Kingdom which was previously in Doflamingo’s hands had now fallen to the rule of the man’s subordinates. So not a lot had changed overall.
But Max still smiled widely while gazing at the wondrous place. There was another reason he wanted Dressrosa. And that was because it had the Smiley Fruits factory and undoubtedly there was a secret here that showed how the things were made. If he went directly to Cesar Clown, he would have been too predictable in his approach and someone like the World Government could plan a counterattack there and it would be all too easy to blame it on Cesar.
In Dressrosa his enemies will have to try harder to take out Max, and he knew that here it would be hard for him to be taken by surprise.
With that in mind, Max jumped off his ship and went to check Dressrosa first. Just like he had done to all the other islands.
Fwish!
He was above the clouds within an instant and hid amongst them while looking down on what was going on in Dressrosa. At the same time, he kept an eye on a certain someone who would be too troublesome to fight against.
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Trebol, a man who seemed very big with snot dripping down his nose, looked at a photo of Doflamingo and tears came out of his eyes. “Buha!! Doffy! Why did you have to die so young! You were destined to be the Pirate King!”
Pica, Diamante and Lao G were there too. They each had covered their faces with their hands, but it was clear by the tickling of water on the floor that they were crying too.
“Damn that Max! G~” Lao G cursed out, the old man’s veins popped in his head and he suddenly fell unconscious due to high blood pressure.
“We will kill him one day,” said Pica in his usual high-pitched voice.
“Oh? Really?” said a voice who was unfamiliar to the rest.
“Of course!” Yelled out Diamante, turning around and meeting eyes with Max who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and an amused smirk on his face.
“Well, that’s interesting.” He calmly responded.
Fwish!
In an instant, his body disappeared and they couldn’t see anything except his shadow. Lao G suddenly stood up and within less than a second appeared in front of Pica and the old man’s body bulked up.
A second later Max’s body became visible and he had his arm elbow-deep into Lao G’s chest.
“S -Strong…” muttered Lao G as consciousness slipped away from him, but not before he used the last of his will to grab onto Max’s arm. His fingers were like metal as they dug in his skin.
“You are quite strong yourself, old man.” Max smiled casually. Trebol struck out with his sticky glue-like substance and attempted to entrap him.
Their opponent didn’t even attempt to dodge or get himself out of the now-dead Lao G’s grip. Instead Max just calmly observed the battle, as if he wasn’t in it himself at all.
“I will suffocate you! No one can escape my traps once they are caught in them!” Trebol shouted sadistically, taking out a lighter and throwing it at Max. “Also this stuff is very flammable, let’s see if you can survive from being incinerated!!"
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