Chapter 204: The Curse of the Wanted Poster! The Devil's Plastic Surgery Kick
The sea breeze whistled, carrying a hint of the salty, fishy scent unique to the ocean.
"Die! Black Leg Sanji!"
Duval rode on the back of the massive amphibious yak "Motobaro," brandishing a giant, poisonous harpoon that glimmered with a cold, ghostly blue light.
Like an out-of-control heavy tank, he charged madly toward the deck of the thousand sunny, his voice from beneath the mask filled with hysterical resentment:
"I will return to you all the hell you have brought upon me!"
Facing this sudden, crazed charge, Sanji, standing by the ship's rail, looked completely bewildered.
He furrowed his brows tightly, unable to comprehend what this madman wearing a bulky iron helmet was acting crazy about.
Before Sanji could figure out the situation, Luffy, standing nearby, acted without hesitation to protect his companion.
"Gomu Gomu—"
Luffy's right arm stretched backward violently, and after storing up power, it shot out like a spring.
"Bullet!"
Accompanied by a dull air blast.
Luffy's fist, wrapped in monstrous strength, smashed solidly and precisely into Duval's heavy iron mask.
"Crack—Bang!"
With a crisp sound, the seemingly indestructible heavy iron helmet instantly shattered into pieces under Luffy's monstrous strength.
Fragments of iron, both large and small, scattered all over the deck like falling petals, making clattering sounds.
Losing his balance, Duval screamed, clutched his face, and fell heavily from the back of the galloping ox, rolling several times on the turf before coming to a stop.
When Duval finally stopped rolling and slowly raised his head, exposing the true face that had been hidden under the iron mask for so long to the sight of everyone on the thousand sunny...
The entire world seemed to go quiet at that moment.
The sea breeze stopped whistling, and the sound of the waves seemed to fade away.
Everyone in the Straw Hat Pirates stared at the man on the ground, dumbfounded.
Thick, weirdly spiraled eyebrows, comical beady eyes, and thick, everted lips.
And that face, which looked full of an indescribably sleazy aura no matter how you looked at it...
This face was a one-hundred-percent perfect match for the "Black Leg Sanji" wanted poster that Marineford had casually had a sketch artist draw, which everyone had laughed at countless times!
Even the angle of his hair's part was exactly the same!
After a brief moment of stunned silence.
"Pfft—"
The deck instantly erupted with laughter loud enough to blow the roof off the entire thousand sunny.
"Hahahaha!!!"
Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper were laughing so hard that tears were streaming down their faces.
They were sprawled on the grassy deck, completely ignoring their image.
While frantically pounding the ground with their fists and pointing at the bewildered Duval, they laughed until they were gasping for air:
"Exactly the same!!
"It really looks exactly like that wanted poster!!
"Hahahaha!! My stomach hurts!!"
Brook was also laughing so hard he was rocking back and forth, barely able to hold onto his violin:
"Oh my, seeing this face, my stomach is about to hurt from laughter!
"Ah, although I'm just a pile of bones and don't have a stomach at all!"
"Yohohohoho!"
Zoro leaned against the mast with his arms crossed, and on that cold face, the corners of his mouth were curling up in a rather wicked arc.
He deliberately raised his voice and mocked loudly:
"What is this, making me nervous for nothing.
"So it turns out it's just the perverted cook's twin brother who traveled thousands of miles to find his family."
Tatsuya, standing to the side, pressed one hand against the hilt of the black blade shusui at his waist.
Although he tried his best to refrain from laughing out loud like Luffy and the others, his violently shaking shoulders betrayed him.
Tatsuya gave an evaluation with a straight face:
"Nature's creations are truly miraculous; the Marineford artist deserves to be called a prophet."
"This painting clearly transcends the realm of realism and has reached the state of foreseeing the future."
All the laughter, mockery, and teasing around him.
For Sanji at this moment, it was simply the most cruel punishment in the world.
The second Sanji saw Duval's true face, his own face had already turned as black as a scorched pot bottom.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and his teeth ground together, making a chattering sound.
With a "snap," the innocent cigarette in his mouth was bitten clean in two by him and dropped to the ground.
A terrifying black aura rose from Sanji's body.
He seemed to have transformed into a rampaging Shura demon, roaring from the depths of his soul at the laughing crowd:
"What kind of hellish joke is this, ahhh!!!"
Looking at the Straw Hat Pirates laughing in a heap, and then looking at Sanji on the verge of losing control before him.
Duval, who was sitting on the ground, felt a surge of sorrow, and with a "wah," he began to wail like a child who had been wronged.
While wiping away his streaming snot and tears, he pointed at Sanji and accused him miserably:
"I was originally just an ordinary gang leader in the countryside, minding my own business and occasionally collecting protection money!"
"My life was incredibly comfortable!"
"But... ever since that hellish wanted poster of yours was released, everything changed!"
Duval sobbed until he was gasping for air:
"The Marine and bounty hunters come to hunt me down every day with your wanted poster!
"I don't even dare to leave my house; I can only wear this heavy, stifling iron mask, living a life of darkness and constant flight!
"All of this tragedy is entirely because of this face of yours, Black Leg Sanji!"
Hearing such an absurd reason, Sanji's already boiling rage completely broke through the critical point.
"You unreasonable bastard..."
Sanji's bangs covered half his face, his voice was terrifyingly low, and the killing intent around him was almost solidifying:
"It's one thing to have such an infuriating face..."
"And you actually dare to blame your own stupid misfortune on me?!"
"Think about it, the person in the world who wants to die the most... should be me, right!!!"
Accompanied by a furious roar, Sanji leaped into mid-air.
His right foot rubbed violently against the air at high speed in mid-air.
In a fleeting instant, his entire right leg ignited with incredibly scorching, high-temperature flames, even causing the surrounding air to distort from the heat.
"Let me help you be reincarnated!"
"Diable Jambe!!"
Sanji transformed into a burning whirlwind, descending from the sky with the rage to destroy everything.
"Parage Shot!!!"
The dense sounds of kicks connected on the deck, like a fierce storm.
Sanji's leather shoe, wrapped in high-temperature flames, turned into the most violent scalpel in the world at this moment.
With violent force, he kicked madly at the facial bones of Duval, which were identical to the wanted poster.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Accompanied by a shrill scream from Duval.
His whole body was kicked away like a cannonball, crashing heavily into a thick wooden wall at the edge of the base, smashing out a large hole.
The dust filling the air gradually cleared.
Duval groaned, rubbing his somewhat red and swollen cheeks with both hands, and staggered to his feet from the ground.
However, when everyone saw his face clearly at this moment, everyone fell into a stupor once again.
Eerily, after enduring that set of violent, consecutive kicks from Sanji, Duval was not only not disfigured.
On the contrary, that originally comical and sleazy face had miraculously undergone a restructuring!
The original beady eyes had turned into deep, profound eyes.
The thick lips became well-defined, and those thick, spiraled eyebrows became just right.
In just a few seconds, he had actually turned into a handsome guy with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and three-dimensional facial features.
"Is... is this me?"
Duval pulled out a small mirror from somewhere, looked at himself in the mirror, and instantly fell into extreme narcissism.
He even cast a greasy wink at the air beside him, a confident smile curling the corners of his mouth: "Sparkle~"
The monstrous resentment he held toward Sanji vanished into thin air the moment he saw this handsome face.
Duval knelt down in front of Sanji without hesitation.
His eyes shone with adoration, and he loudly declared himself to be Sanji's number one die-hard fan:
"Handsome! That's amazing!
"From now on, you are my big brother, Duval!"
"Our Flying Fish Riders are at your beck and call at any time!"
This absurd farce, triggered by a wanted poster, finally came to an end in a happy and harmonious atmosphere.
To express his deep apologies and to thank the Straw Hat Pirates for their life-saving grace, letting bygones be bygones.
The octopus Fishman, Hatchan, brought out his signature skill that he had practiced for many years.
He set up an iron plate on the deck of the thousand sunny, and all six of his arms went to work at once, like a magnificent performance.
Before long, plates of "Hatchan's Takoyaki," golden in color, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and drenched in special sauce, were served in front of everyone.
The marvelous taste and aroma instantly conquered everyone's taste buds, and all the members of the Straw Hat Pirates sat on the deck, feasting and praising it endlessly.
After the storm subsided, the Thousand Sunny continued to set sail under the enthusiastic escort of the Flying Fish Riders led by Duval.
Not long after, the sea breeze became increasingly gentle.
Nami, who was standing at the bow of the ship looking out, suddenly stopped eating her takoyaki.
She widened her beautiful eyes, pointed at the sea ahead, and let out a shocked exclamation:
"Everyone... look ahead!"
Everyone put down their food and walked to the bow.
At the end of the vast sea horizon, a massive dark red continent appeared, towering into the clouds and seemingly splitting the entire world in two—the Red Line.
That magnificent scene made one can't help but marvel at one's own insignificance.
And in the waters below the Red Line, the scene that came into view was even more dreamlike and illusory.
Countless immensely thick, towering giant trees—the "Yarukiman Mangroves"—were deeply rooted in the deep sea.
Their massive root systems were exposed above the water, intertwining into a vast archipelago.
What was most amazing was that, due to the special respiration of the trees, huge, colorful soap bubbles were constantly rising from the roots.
These bubbles floated in mid-air, and under the refraction of the sunlight, they emitted brilliant, colorful lights, decorating this sea area like a fairyland in a fairy tale.
The breeze blew, the bubbles swayed gently, and it was breathtakingly beautiful.
Tatsuya stood behind the crowd, calmly watching this beautiful, prosperous, yet endless evil-hiding island.
"Everyone, prepare to land!"
"Sabaody Archipelago... we've arrived!"
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