One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, I Joined the Straw Hat Pirates Chapter 88: Zoro's Handsome Figure! The Collapse of the Colo

In the clearing of Small Garden, that giant and eerie "Extra Large Service Candelabra" was slowly rotating.

The white wax mist fell continuously like fine snow, covering the three trapped people.

In just a few short minutes, the hard wax layer had already spread to their chests, about to seal them off completely.

"It's no use... my body can't move..."

Vivi watched her body gradually being covered in white, despairing tears welling up in her eyes: "We're going to die... we're really going to turn into wax statues..."

"No!! I absolutely don't want to die like this!!"

Nami let out a shrill scream, struggling desperately but unable to move an inch.

"Soone save us!! Tatsuya! Luffy! Help!!"

In this atmosphere full of despair and fear, there was one person whose style was uniquely different.

Zoro, trapped on the top level, was currently drenched in sweat.

But he wasn't struggling to escape; instead, he was laboriously adjusting his left arm, which could still move.

He was trying to hold the Wado Ichimonji in front of him, striking a cool pose.

"Hey, Nami."

Zoro looked serious: "Help take a look, how is this pose? Should the angle of the sword be a bit higher?"

"Huh?!"

Nami snapped instantly, veins bulging on her forehead as she roared at Zoro:

"What are you doing at a ti like this?! You're about to die and you're still posing?! Are you an idiot?!"

"Hmph, you don't understand."

Zoro gritted his teeth, insisting on raising the blade to a satisfactory angle, his eyes sharp:

"Since I'm destined to beco a statue, I might as well strike a cool pose."

"If I'm made into a figure and passed down in an ugly pose, that would be the sha of a lifeti for a swordsman!"

...

Vivi's face was covered in dark lines; she even forgot to cry.

"This guy... is hopeless."

Just then.

"Quack quack!!"

A giant Spot-billed Duck charged out from the jungle, and on its back, Luffy was waving his fist.

"Everyone!! I'm here to save you!!"

Riding Karoo, Luffy charged into the battlefield like a cannonball, shattering one corner of the candelabra's base with a single punch.

"We're saved!!" Hope ignited in Nami's eyes.

However, just as Luffy was about to continue the destruction.

"No, you can't, I can't let you destroy my work."

The little girl who had been sitting nearby leisurely drinking tea and eating senbei—Miss Goldenweek—finally put down her teacup.

She picked up her paintbrush and, with light movents, painted a strange black symbol on the floor beneath Luffy's feet.

"Colors Trap: Betrayal Black."

Luffy stepped right onto that black paint.

The next second, Luffy, who had been full of fighting spirit, suddenly stopped.

He picked his nose and looked at the trapped Zoro and Nami with a face full of disdain, turning away:

"Tch... why should I save you guys?"

"What a pain, I'm going ho to sleep."

"Huh?!" Nami's eyes widened, unable to believe her ears:

"What kind of nonsense are you talking, Luffy! Hurry up and save us! We're going to turn into candles!"

"Don't want to." Luffy waved his hand, really preparing to ride the duck away.

"Hahaha, how interesting." Miss Goldenweek tilted her head, her paintbrush moving again as a stroke of yellow paint was applied directly onto Luffy's clothes.

"Colors Trap: Laughter Yellow."

"Pffft... Hahaha!!"

Luffy, who had been cold and indifferent just a mont ago, suddenly clutched his stomach and fell to the ground, rolling around in a fit of wild laughter:

"Hahahaha! This is too funny! You guys look like... hahahaha! Like those... white snown!!"

"My stomach hurts! I can't take it! Hahahaha!"

Seeing Luffy laughing his head off over there without lifting a finger to help, veins popped on Zoro's forehead atop the candelabra, his gaze as terrifying as a demon's:

"Luffy... once I get out... I'm definitely going to kill you!!!"

"It's over... it's really over this ti..." Seeing this scene, the hope in Vivi's heart completely shattered.

Vivi moved her leg slightly, and a sticky sensation ca over her.

She discovered that the wax beneath her was no longer hard but had beco sowhat viscous.

"Eh? Nami-san..." Just as she was feeling puzzled—

Whoosh—

A incredibly scorching heatwave suddenly swept in from the nearby woods.

The temperature in the air skyrocketed instantly!

[Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!]

There was no sound of complex hand signs, only the crackling sound of fire burning the air.

A huge orange-red fireball, like a roaring fire dragon, suddenly burst out from the shadows of the forest.

It didn't directly attack the three trapped people but instead wrapped itself with pinpoint accuracy around the base of the candelabra and the chanism that sprayed the wax mist.

"Boom!!"

The fire blazed fiercely.

If Mr. 3 were still alive, he might have been able to use his ability to maintain the hardness of the wax.

But now that the user was dead, these residual wax structures had already lost most of their vitality.

Encountering the high-temperature flas of the Uchiha Clan, those blocks of wax as hard as iron instantly t their nesis and began to lt like an avalanche.

"Splash..."

The hard wax turned into scalding liquid wax oil, flowing down like a waterfall and spreading all over the ground.

"Ah! I can move! I can move!" Nami discovered with joy that the restraints were gone.

The wax blocks on Zoro's body also cracked and fell off.

He violently shook off the remaining debris, his murderous aura mixed with his previous rage making him look like a Shura who had crawled back from hell.

Zoro slowly turned his head, his single eye staring fixedly at Miss Goldenweek, who was still holding her paintbrush.

"Although it's a pity I didn't get to finish the pose..."

Zoro placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, his tone dark and terrifying:

"But you, kid... you seed to be having quite a lot of fun, didn't you?"

"Eek!!"

Looking at Zoro, who was radiating a tangible murderous aura, Miss Goldenweek turned pale with fright, and her paintbrush fell to the ground with a "clatter."

She was just a little girl, after all; faced with this level of terror, she turned around and tried to run.

As the candelabra was destroyed, the Colors Trap pignts on the surrounding ground were also caught in the aftermath of Tatsuya's flas and burned away completely.

"Ugh... cough cough!"

Luffy finally returned to normal from that eerie wild laughter.

He scrambled up from the ground, scratching his head with a bewildered look:

"Ah? What just happened? Why was I laughing?"

But he quickly spotted the little girl who was about to escape; although his mind was fuzzy, his intuition told him she was the one behind it.

"Whatever! You paint-playing brat!!"

Luffy let out a roar, his arm stretching back violently:

"Gum-Gum Bullet!!!"

Boom!

A powerful rubber iron fist was thrown through the air.

"Aaaahhh!!"

Miss Goldenweek, along with her drawing board and paint buckets, was sent flying like a shooting star into the clouds on the horizon, turning into a tiny, shining speck.

The battle was over.

Only then did Tatsuya erge unhurriedly from the shadows of the forest.

His long sword was already sheathed, and as he looked at the group covered in white wax oil and looking quite disheveled, his face still wore that smiling expression:

"It seems... I've arrived just in ti?"

Tatsuya looked at Zoro, who was wiping his scabbard, and teased:

"Zoro, that pose of yours just now was pretty good, very artistic. You can find a painter to paint it for you next ti."

"Tch! Mind your own business!"

Zoro's face turned red with embarrassnt, and he sheathed his sword in annoyance, turning his head away from him.

Hearing Tatsuya's suggestion, Luffy pressed down on his straw hat with a look of realization.

"Ah! Tatsuya is right! Besides a musician, I also want a painter! I'm so torn!"

"Why are you actually thinking about it! You idiot!" Zoro roared at Luffy with dark lines all over his face.

Vivi's mouth twitched, and she couldn't help but hug her Karoo. "Are these guys really reliable? Karoo."

"Quack quack!"

"Tatsuya!!"

Accompanied by a cry with a hint of sobbing.

Ignoring the wax oil on her body, Nami threw herself over and grabbed Tatsuya's arm, tearfully complaining:

"Waaaah, I almost died!"

"Ah! What are you laughing at, you bastard! You're making so mad!!"

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