One Piece : Winged Dragons of the Beast Pirates

Ian shot into the air, his body surrounded by flames. In the next instant, a golden-winged figure spread its wings and soared toward the Navy warship.

"Is the target me?" Vice-Admiral Tsuru looked up at Ian, who was descending like the sun falling from the sky, surrounded by raging flames.

She glanced at the group of pirates leaping from the snail's head. "Or perhaps… all of us?"

"Don't blame me for not respecting the elderly and loving the young, Granny Tsuru!"

A violent aura suddenly crashed down, causing many of the Navy soldiers aboard several warships to foam at the mouth and instantly pass out.

Vice-Admiral Tsuru furrowed her brows.

The fleet under her command was entirely composed of female Navy officers.

"Seems like a brat who doesn't know how to respect women, huh? Let me teach you a lesson," Tsuru said, her tone sharp.

With astonishing speed, Tsuru launched herself into the air. In the blink of an eye, her hand was already reaching toward Ian.

"True respect means equality!" 

Ian was a staunch feminist, and he would never tolerate the idea that women needed special privileges because they were considered inferior to men.

"Blaze Cannon!"

A scorching fireball roared toward Tsuru.

But Tsuru's reaction was even faster. Her body shot through the air, effortlessly dodging the attack.

Her observation haki was truly impressive.

Ian flapped her wings and created some distance. Then, combining the flames in his left and right hands, he called out, "Winged Dragon of Ra's Solar Flame!"

A massive fireball hurtled toward Tsuru.

Tsuru furrowed her brows again.

That troublesome brat... If she dodged it, the warships below would be in danger.

So, Tsuru extended her hand.

Her palm, wrinkled with age, met the incoming fireball.

And then...

"Huh?" Ian gasped. "This works?"

The round, full fireball he threw down instantly deflated, transforming into a round golden curtain.

What was even stranger was that, despite being fire, it somehow became damp.

"Your flames are as filthy as your heart. They need to be cleansed."

Vice-Admiral Tsuru swung the fiery blanket back toward Ian with a swift motion.

Tch.

That's a bit unreasonable.

The Wash-Wash Fruit, can even flames be washed? 

Paramecia-type, truly a fruit that produces all kinds of bizarre abilities.

Below, on the icy surface, the battle surrounding Gion had also reached a stalemate.

Strictly speaking, no one could face Gion's sword head-on.

The difference in Haki was just too vast; even Doflamingo couldn't handle it. If it weren't for his quick reflexes, he would've had a wound cut into him during his first test strike.

Except for Yamato.

Yamato's Haki might not be as strong as Doflamingo's, but she had Takeru No. 2.

A top-tier, Great Grade Blades-level weapon! 

In addition to amplifying her freezing ability, its strength was also at the top tier, with hardness surpassing even Seastone. It could definitely clash head-on with Gion's sword.

So, the battle here turned into Yamato taking the front, constantly clashing with Gion head-on, while the others provided support from the sidelines.

Doflamingo swung his strings, Jack charged in from time to time, Black Maria spat out webs, Diamante threw flying knives, Trebol hurled snot, and Gladius threw bombs. Machvise, lacking ranged abilities, used guns.

"Damned thing!!"

Gion was relentless.

Although she is strong, facing so many people attacking at once is still giving her a headache. 

She's not like Ian, who can easily create chaos. 

After noticing the battle situation here, Ian let out a sigh of relief. 

As long as they can hold on. 

He glanced with his peripheral vision and saw the Germa Kingdom gradually moving farther away. 

Just a little more delay, he thought. 

"What are you still looking around for?" 

Vice-Admiral Tsuru was stepping through the air, approaching. 

Ian quickly shot out several fireballs, but they were all effortlessly wiped away by the old woman. 

"You can't touch this," Ian said, retreating swiftly. 

But— 

"Air Scrub." 

Vice-Admiral Tsuru suddenly brought her hands together with a clap. 

Ian suddenly noticed that the air around him began to twist. An invisible force began to curl it up, and of course, he himself, caught in the swirling air, was also pulled along. 

The air became turbulent, and even his wings couldn't flap! 

"Is this possible? Can the air really be scrubbed?" 

He watched helplessly as Vice-Admiral Tsuru charged at him. The only thing he could do was desperately swing his fist. "Iron Fist of the Winged Dragon!"

Vice-Admiral Tsuru once again displayed exceptional Observation Haki, sidestepping Ian's strike by twisting his body, then placing his hand on Ian's arm.

"It's over."

The Navy's Chief of Staff said calmly.

When a living being is struck by the Wash-Wash Fruit's ability, it doesn't immediately die, but it loses its strength.

"Yeah, it's over."

Suddenly, Vice-Admiral Tsuru's hand was grabbed.

By a hand made of roaring flames.

"Destruction Fist of the Winged Dragon!"

A crimson fist suddenly smashed into Vice-Admiral Tsuru's abdomen.

Equality Punch for both men and women!

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