"Rankyaku: Modified – Spiral Sever!"
Though Zephyr was filled with rage, he forcibly suppressed it out of concern for his disciple's safety.
Both of his legs moved in unison.
A massive blue slash shot into the air, flying straight toward the source of the earlier voice.
The powerful Rankyaku blew away the flas and smoke blocking the way.
Everyone turned their furious gazes toward the voice's origin.
There, a squirming figure covered in a dark aura was lying on the ground. Zephyr's Spiral Sever passed just five centiters above his head, so close that the large man didn't dare move an inch.
It was Hamr.
"Damn you, Hamr! You're dead!"
"Wait, no! Save him first!"
Fleet Admiral Kong, almost drawing his sword in anger, managed to restrain himself and switch gears.
Though Sengoku was also furious, as the user of the Human-Human Fruit, Mythical Model: Daibutsu, he possessed extrely sharp senses, both physically and ntally.
His ntal fortitude allowed him to realize, the overwhelming anger everyone felt must have been caused by that ear-piercing noise earlier.
"Calm down! Focus on saving him first!"
Golden light exploded from Sengoku as he transford into his Buddha form and led the charge.
He raised a hand and unleashed a shockwave infused with divine radiance!
"Die! Uh, wait, no! Flas, disperse!"
His words contradicted his actions. Though he shouted for the fire to scatter, his attack was anything but gentle.
His shockwave overpowered even Zephyr's Tempest Kick.
"HOLY SHIT! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ?!"
Hamr panicked and hastily stashed the gaphone into his ring.
He stopped lying down, instead curling into a tight black ball, hugging his knees and coating himself completely in Armant Haki, afraid of being blown to pieces.
Sure enough, once the gaphone disappeared, the source of everyone's anger vanished instantly.
"It was that damn gaphone!"
Feeling the violent urges in his heart dissipate, Sengoku confird his suspicion.
But there was no ti to investigate further.
"Rescue him! Now!"
Zephyr shouted and rushed into the blaze. Sengoku's previous attack had left the weapons factory barely standing.
"Soru: Modified – Jet Mode! Max output!"
Zephyr, also capable of using the advanced Rokushiki, shot into the fire like a human cannonball.
Watching his old comrade charge into the flas, Sengoku didn't hesitate either.
"Ten Thousand Buddhas' Judgnt, LIFT!"
He raised his hands, and the shockwaves shifted direction, blasting upward. The steel beams on the verge of collapse were knocked aside, buying Zephyr ti.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, Zephyr erged again, smoke trailing from his body.
The fire had been too intense, even his lightning-fast dash had left him scorched.
"Hamr! Are you alive!?"
Dropping Hamr on the ground, Zephyr ignored his own burns and began smacking him furiously.
Smack!
Smack!
"Ow! Stop hitting ! I'm alive!"
Smack!
"I SAID STOP!"
Hamr, after taking several slaps (coated in Armant Haki, no less), finally shouted.
"Still breathing! He's alive!"
"dic!"
Marineford Central Hospital, Intensive Care Ward
A figure wrapped entirely in bandages lay on the bed, none other than Hamr, rescued from the blaze.
Across the room, forr Admiral Zephyr sat shirtless, letting the dical staff treat his burns.
"You idiot. Not only did you blow up the weapons factory, you nearly killed yourself."
"What the hell were you thinking? How do you blow yourself up while forging weapons!?"
"Ugh, easy on the bandages, I'm getting old here!"
Zephyr scolded the mummy-like Hamr, frustration all over his face.
"Don't bla … who knew combining extre heat and cold with a neutral elent would cause an atomic boom?"
"If I hadn't kept my habit of storing everything in my ring, I'd have lost even my damn underwear."
Hamr sighed, shaken by the experience.
"Tch. Ever heard of 'No zuo no die'? Serves you right." 1
"Now we're left with a blown-up weapons factory, and Old Kong's got a big headache over it."
At the ntion of the destroyed factory, Hamr looked sheepish.
It was a huge place… now completely gone. The loss of materials alone was astronomical.
No way he could ever pay that back, not even if he sold himself.
Wait a sec… that gives him an idea. Heh heh…
"No worries, Teacher. I've got a plan. Just let head over to Sabaody, and I'll make up for the losses."
Hearing that, Zephyr imdiately guessed what Hamr was up to.
"Forget it. You're not selling off your inventions again!"
Before Zephyr could say more, a deep voice rang from the doorway.
It was Fleet Admiral Kong, with Sengoku and Tsuru following behind.
The three entered the room one by one.
"Forget the factory for now. More importantly, you, are you still in one piece?"
Old man Kong dragged a chair over and sat beside the bed, showing unexpected concern.
"Eh, nothing serious. Just got barbecued from head to toe. Even my body hair's gone."
"With my physique, I'll be up and moving in a few days."
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fleet Admiral Kong, give a full list of the factory losses later."
"I won't sell weapons, but I've got other things I can offer!"
Hamr's eyes glead brightly from within his bandages.
"Oh? So you've forged so items that aren't of military value?"
Sengoku pushed up his glasses, already working out the implications.
Hamr, realizing he was too tightly wrapped to nod, simply said:
"During this forging retreat, I learned a lot."
"First off, all my special-effect weapons from before, they've hit their limits."
"Take your sword, for example. The sword energy looks cool, but its damage output is fixed and actually weaker than a swordsman's true flying slash. It can't even cut steel like a master swordsman could."
"As for the Wind-Breaking Gauntlets and the Trident, sa deal. They're fine against small fry, but useless against real threats."
"That's why I risked it all, trying to use rare minerals and infuse elental power into the weapons, to break those limits."
"The result… well, kaboom."
Kong: "...."
Sengoku: "...."
Zephyr: "....."
Tsuru: "....."
"But I also forged other things this ti. Like that gaphone, saved my life, didn't it?"
"Its ability: Taunt. Anyone who hears its sound will beco irrationally angry at the user and attack them."
Sengoku nodded. That lined up perfectly with what he had sensed.
"And then, I made a bed…"
"A mobile bed!"
"No real combat function, but I guarantee, nobles, even Celestial Dragons, would kill to have one."
Hamr let out a creepy chuckle behind the bandages.
Good thing no one could see his face, or they'd definitely spit on him.
Because that expression was just too sleazy… even a certain monkey-faced Admiral couldn't compete.
Borsalino: "…So dazzling~"
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1: Chinese internet . aning "one would not be in trouble had one not asked for it".
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