Marineford's Logistics Blacksmith Chapter 219: Goals and Direction

That single sentence, "Even the Celestial Dragons will treat as an honored guest", caused Hamr's aura to surge wildly.

Even though his Conqueror's Haki itself did not grow stronger, at this mont Hamr's presence seed to stretch infinitely.

His own personal montum was beginning to boil over little by little.

The further-developed Devil Fruit ability filled his hamr strikes with the power of vibration.

It was far beyond the previous vibration force he once possessed.

Zephyr could feel his attack being directly blocked.

That invisible hamr vibration force was gradually grinding away his Armant Haki.

A trace of surprise flashed across his face before he imdiately increased both his strength and Armant Haki output.

"Good brat!"

"You can still improve even further?!"

"You damned old man!"

"Are you trying to kill ? You're still adding more force?!"

The two of them spoke at the sa ti.

Then their eyes t.

And both saw a trace of laughter hidden in each other's gaze.

"You two bastards!"

"Raise the force upward!"

"I'll move the Buddha Bell upward too!"

"Let the shockwave explode in the sky!"

"It absolutely cannot explode here!"

"If this detonates down here, this entire residential district will be destroyed!"

Veins bulged on Sengoku's forehead.

Things had already far exceeded his expectations.

He never imagined Hamr could produce such terrifying vibrational power.

Vibrations equaled earthquakes.

That was the destructive power of a natural disaster.

If it exploded in the residential district.

The consequences would be unimaginable!

Hamr nodded and slowly redirected the force upward.

At the sa ti, he looked at Zephyr in front of him, at the serious-faced old Sengoku, and at the worried eyes below.

Hamr silently cursed himself.

'Seriously, what the hell was wrong with ?'

Since he was already here, then he should just live peacefully.

He was already a Marine Vice Admiral.

What exactly was there to be conflicted about?

Justice?

Who said being a Marine ant you absolutely had to possess justice?

Who would expect so blacksmith to carry justice in his heart?

He just wanted a stable place where he could safely forge and beco famous.

Thinking this through, Hamr finally relaxed.

Justice?

If he absolutely had to write it down and hang it on a plaque,

Then it would be: "The Justice of Staying Safely in the Rear."

Cowardly and safe!

That was absolutely the goal pursued by Hamr himself.

As for his true goal, looking at Zephyr wearing the Fist of Tekko, Hamr felt deeply satisfied.

Satisfied that his masterpiece could help Teacher Zephyr unleash such terrifying power.

At that mont, Hamr suddenly thought of Rhitta, the Chicken Bro Transformation Device, and the Winterborne.

Finally, his thoughts settled on Dressrosa.

He suddenly wanted to establish a nation that belonged solely to blacksmiths.

A nation where blacksmithing would beco one of the most sought-after professions across the seas.

That goal was difficult.

Very difficult.

Because becoming an elite blacksmith required imnse patience and ti.

But Hamr quickly let it go.

Why?

Because he thought of Water 7 again.

If shipwrights could gather in groups there,

Then why couldn't blacksmiths and craftsn do the sa?

Hmph!

Where there's a will, there's a way.

He, Hamr, would definitely raise this banner high!

"Hamr!"

"You damned Hamr!"

"Are you even listening to ?!"

Suddenly Sengoku's hysterical roar pulled Hamr back from his thoughts.

"Huh?"

"What did you say?"

Sengoku: "..."

Maybe they should just let this bastard get blown up.

"Keep moving upward!!!"

"Can't you see Zephyr already redirected the attack angle upward?!"

"Hurry up and do the sa!"

Only then did Hamr realize Zephyr had sohow moved from below to directly in front of him.

And was glaring at him viciously.

"Hehe, I'm moving it up now!"

Very quickly, the three figures rose high above the skies of Marineford.

"I'll count to three."

"When I finish, both of you release your power simultaneously."

"Alright!"

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

As Sengoku finished counting down, Zephyr and Hamr released their power simultaneously.

The two forces that had been struggling against each other instantly tangled together after losing their source.

BOOM!!!

Faced with the explosion, Sengoku imdiately pushed his shockwave output to maximum.

Golden light desperately suppressed the explosion.

"You two bastards!"

"Why does this ss always end up being MY responsibility?!"

"Wait, it cracked!"

"AHHH!"

BOOM!!!

No one expected the collision of the two energies to completely surpass Sengoku's expectations.

This wasn't so simple 1 1 = 2 situation.

The Buddha Bell shattered first.

Then Sengoku himself got caught in the blast.

The enormous golden Buddha was blasted straight out of the sky and crashed toward the ground.

While slowly descending, Zephyr and Hamr both noticed a huge figure falling past them.

Taking a closer look.

Ah.

Poor Sengoku.

BOOM!!!

Sengoku slamd heavily into the ground, instantly blasting a massive crater into the previously undamaged street.

"Uh... old Sengoku, you alright?"

After landing, Hamr hurried toward the crater and imdiately shouted a greeting into it.

Everyone else rushed over as well, wanting to see what happened.

"You damned Hamr!"

"You've screwed over!"

A pitch-black hand suddenly erged first as Sengoku miserably crawled out of the crater.

Everyone froze for a second.

Then burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"HAHAHAHA!"

"Old Sengoku, that look!"

"HAHAHAHA!"

"Sengoku, you really are... HAHAHAHA!"

"Admiral Sengoku! HAHAHA!"

Every single person present laughed like crazy.

Sengoku's face was completely blackened.

Impossible to tell whether from anger or explosion soot.

At this point, Sengoku no longer resembled his usual imposing self at all.

His white uniform had beco pitch black and was still smoking.

His glasses were shattered.

His hat was gone.

His afro had been burned patchy in random places.

If one had to describe him, aside from "miserable," no second adjective ca to mind.

"DAMN IT!"

"STOP LAUGHING!"

"Fleet Admiral Kong! Don't think I didn't see you covering your mouth laughing too!"

"And Zephyr! Hamr!"

"Especially you two!"

"I ended up like this because of YOU!"

"And especially YOU, Hamr!"

"If you don't explain this properly, I won't let you off!"

"I'm so pissed!"

"My hair!!!"

Sengoku's furious outburst did absolutely nothing to stop the laughter.

Instead, it only made everyone laugh harder.

And so, the chaos of that night finally ca to an end.

...

The next day, Fleet Admiral's Office.

"So Hamr…"

"You're saying the reason for last night's disaster was because you couldn't find your life's direction?"

"And now you've figured it out?"

Sengoku sat on the sofa with his hair freshly repaired.

His signature afro had noticeably shrunk a size, making him look sowhat ridiculous.

"It's true."

"You have no idea how hard it was for to find my direction."

"Sigh… who knew thinking too hard would make lose control."

"Good thing Teacher Zephyr helped ."

"Otherwise I'd probably be finished."

Sengoku's eyebrows twitched violently while listening.

Zephyr laughed loudly nearby.

"You damned Hamr!"

"If I hadn't helped stop you two at the end, would either of you even still be alive and breathing here?!"

"What do you an 'thanks to Zephyr'?!"

"Didn't I contribute too?!"

Sengoku had completely realized it by now.

As long as Hamr existed, he was destined to be pissed to death sooner or later.