Dragon Elephant Prajna

Grandtrade Road

At the foot of Mount Geta of the Kingdom of Endless War. Locke and Barett sat back. The two also looked up at the bright moon in the sky. The bright moonlight shone on the earth, like purgatory on earth. Under the reflection of the moonlight, the bright red and black pool of blood on the ground flashed with a cold light.

"Hey, Locke, when will we destroy this damn country? I've had enough of watching my companions die before my eyes." Barett asked in a low and tired tone. Locke was silent for a moment when he heard this. "Soon, Barett, this country is still useful to us. When we are strong enough, we will destroy this annoying country."

Locke slowly stood up and placed his right hand on the sword's hilt at his waist. The slightly unsheathed sword flashed with a cold light under the moonlight. "Before that, Barett, we have to live well." After saying that, Locke pulled out the long sword at his waist, stomped on the ground, and rushed to a forest in front of him extremely fast.

"Ah, of course! Hahaha, Locke, don't die. After all, you said you would take me to sea and be a pirate!" Barett laughed loudly. The muscles in his arms bulged, and he stomped with all his might as he rushed in the opposite direction.

"Boom!"

"BOOM!"

Two loud explosions rang out one after another. Locke and Barett had already charged into the army that had been surrounded by the two of them at some point in time. "Hahaha! Little brat, give up struggling. My army has already surrounded you. If you obediently surrender, I can make you my slaves and live on with your lives on the line!"

On the distant hillside, a tall man wearing a general uniform and a red cape said mockingly as he looked at the two people fighting below. "Hmph! If you want me to be your slave and live on with my last breath, you might as well die. Besides, can you keep me here with just these guys?"

Barett sneered disdainfully. Then, he punched a soldier before him and sent him flying. The terrifying force sent the soldier flying and knocked dozens of soldiers behind him. The soldiers looked at the powerful Barrett, who looked like a ghost and felt a little fear in their hearts.

However, they were soldiers who had been through the battlefield for a long time. They quickly put down their fear and brandished their weapons as they charged forward. They tried to kill Barett with the strength of numbers. However, Barett, who was in good condition, did not care about these ordinary soldiers.

He waved his giant fists continuously and sent all the soldiers who tried to get close to him flying. For a time, the entire battlefield was filled with smoke and dust. Occasionally, soldiers were sent flying and crashed into a group of soldiers. As for Barett's battlefield, which was filled with violence and beauty, the battlefield that Locke was on was filled with strangeness.

No matter where the soldiers attacked Locke, Locke seemed to be able to know beforehand and easily dodge the attack. Then, the long sword in his hand mercilessly slashed across the soldier's body. Seeing more and more corpses piled up under Locke's feet, the soldiers were afraid and did not dare to go forward.

"Is this all you have? If that's all you have."

"'BOOM!'"

Just as Locke spoke, a loud explosion sounded, and then countless green smoke erupted, quickly filling the entire battlefield. The green smoke filled the battlefield, and the soldiers fell in droves after absorbing the green smoke without any preparation.

Locke was no exception. After absorbing some green smoke, he said that he had the symptoms of dizziness and fatigue. Locke knew that he should have been poisoned. He turned to look at Barett; as expected, he was also on the verge of collapse.

"Hahaha, brat, how is my poison gas bomb? This is something I spent a lot of money to get!" The general stood on the hillside with a poisonous gas mask and laughed loudly.

Locke stabbed his long sword into the ground, half kneeling on the floor with his hands holding the long sword. He looked at the general, laughing loudly with an ugly expression. "Despicable fellow, you released a poisonous gas bomb on the battlefield! Do you not even care about the lives of your subordinates?" Hearing Locke's words, the general laughed even louder.

"Hahaha, so be it if those lowly lives are dead. Anyway, there are many of those lowly people. But don't worry; I won't let you die so easily. I said that I would make you my slaves! Hahaha, thank me!"

Hearing the ruthless words of the general, countless soldiers showed despair, and their eyes lost their light. "Bastard!" Barett roared angrily. He forcefully gathered the last of his strength and rushed towards the general on the hillside. He clenched his fists and raised his arms, wanting to give him a hard punch.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Barett was about to succeed, a tall, muscular man with a ferocious appearance and a savage aura suddenly appeared in front of the general and kicked him away.

The terrifying force kicked Barett in the stomach, causing his face to twist, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. The blood vessels carried little internal organs and flew into the forest, crashing into countless giant trees.

Locke stood up with difficulty and looked up at the general and the big man on the hillside. He slowly raised the long sword in his hand. "Warriors can only die on the battlefield. It is impossible for me to become your slave." After saying this in a low voice, Locke slowly ran faster and faster.

When he reached his fastest speed, he stepped on the ground and jumped high. Looking at Locke, who was holding a long sword in the air, the general laughed disdainfully. "Hmph, an idiot who doesn't know what's good for him. Since you want to die, then go to hell! Odge, kill him!"

As the general gave the order, Odge expressionlessly took a step forward. He clenched his fists tightly, and a black-colored Busoshoku Haki covered his body.

"Bang!"

With a loud sound, Odge jumped into the air and instantly arrived in front of Locke. His fist fiercely smashed into Locke's chest.

"Poof!"

The fist that carried a terrifying force smashed into his chest, causing Locke's chest to collapse. Countless drops of blood splashed out along with the fragments of his internal organs.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

E Jiate ignored the blood on his face and threw a kick at Locke's waist, sending him flying.

"Rumble!"

The terrifying force caused Locke to smash directly into the forest behind him. The powerful counterforce caused Locke to spit out a mouthful of blood. "Heh, heh, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, it is a difficult day. Am I going to die here?"

At this time, Locke, covered in dirt and blood, in a tattered military uniform, with his chest caved in and his mouth constantly spitting blood, smiled helplessly. Tears kept flowing out of the corners of his eyes. He once dreamed that when he came to the world of One Piece, he would be like Luffy and the other protagonists of the original work.

Finding his like-minded companions to embark on a happy adventure together, constantly making friends, experiencing adventures, and then becoming the king of pirates. It was just that he did not expect that the cruel reality completely shattered Locke's fantasy when he came to this world.

The endless war forced him to become an orphan at the age of five and forced him to step onto the battlefield, becoming cannon fodder for the young soldiers. Relying on his narrow escape and natural awakening, he continuously performed meritorious deeds and became a captain after five years.

Then, he continued to work hard and gained good strength. When he thought he could have the strength to protect himself and met Barett by accident, feeling that he could completely dominate his fate, reality gave him another slap. His colleagues betrayed him. The enemy ambushed him. A poisonous gas bomb attacked him. "I can't accept this!"