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"Surrender, King. Your days of running are over, as you are surrounded by my marines." With an icy voice, Tokikake approached, his coat of justice billowing in the wind, and declared with unyielding fierceness, "With me here, you have no escape."

Clang! Clang! 

As Tokikake's words faded into the air, the marines on the three warships aimed their cannons and firearms at King's imposing figure.

Despite this, King remained motionless, his gaze and posture unbroken. He simply stared at the Vice Admiral with a cold calm.

"What's the matter, cat got your tongue?" Tokikake asked, his expression slightly disturbed.

Then, with rare solemnity, he declared, "The Beast Pirates have fallen, Wano has changed hands, and you are the last remnant of that dark past."

And with a twisted smile on his lips, he revealed to King, "By the way, let me share something with you... I don't know if you know the new admirals, but one of them has already set foot in Wano."

"I see." King's expression remained impassive as he shook his head and took the initiative to change the subject: "Do you know why I am in... the West Blue?"

"Running for your life?" Tokikake replied naturally. "You were pursued by the Marines and found refuge in this sea. If I'm not mistaken, you should have ended those pirates, right?... You certainly live up to your reputation."

Tokikake pointed to Bege's floating body and the corpses of the Fire Tank pirates.

"...That's none of your business," King replied calmly, looking at Tokikake as if he were looking at a dead man.

"How is it none of my business?! Am I a...? Wait a moment..." Tokikake stopped mid-sentence, his gaze fixed on the imposing samurai standing in front of King.

He had unconsciously overlooked his presence, as his target was solely King. But hearing King's tone, it seemed someone else had been responsible for ending those pirates.

"Hmph," Tokikake snorted, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes. Exerting force on his feet, he launched an attack.

"Rankyaku!" he roared, sending a wind slash several meters high, like a deadly lightning bolt hurtling towards the long-haired man, aiming to end him in one decisive strike.

But the armored man remained undisturbed, not even blinking. Raising his arm in a fluid motion, he stopped the fierce onslaught.

Clang! The brutal energy blast exploded, raising a cloud of sand that dispersed in all directions like an epicenter of devastation.

However, to Tokikake's amazement, the man's arm did not even show the slightest mark, not a single fold in his clothing had been affected.

"...Is that all you have?" the man asked, calmly shaking the dust from his arm, a twisted smile on his lips. "Well, now it's my turn."

Tokikake barely had time to react when, before his trained eyes, the man who seemed like a simple samurai vanished like a mirage in the desert. His Observation Haki could barely perceive the blur of his movements.

Whistle!

Even with the help of his Haki, Tokikake barely glimpsed something, but his body could not respond quickly enough. The man, with an unflinching expression, appeared before him and, with a precise blow, sent him flying.

Boom!

"Who the hell is this guy...?" was Tokikake's last thought before being sent crashing down, through the deck of his warship and violently into the ship's hold.

"Vice Admiral Tokikake!" the marines shouted, horrified to see their superior struck down.

"What happened? How could the Vice Admiral be defeated?" a soldier exclaimed, incredulous at the scene.

The crews of the three warships showed expressions of profound astonishment. Tokikake, a candidate for admiral who should possess overwhelming strength, lay defeated in the depths of the ship, vanquished by a complete unknown.

"How is this possible?!" exclaimed a burly, bearded Rear Admiral, Barricade, sweating profusely, his gaze fixed on the armored samurai. "Where did this monster come from?"

In an instant, an atmosphere of panic and fear took over the three ships.

At that moment, Hashirama, floating in the air thanks to Homelander's abilities, with his long hair flowing in the wind and his armor shining intensely under the sun's rays, showed a twisted smile. Suddenly, his black eyes turned a fiery red.

"Decades ago, countless Marine ships were destroyed by me," he declared in a grave voice. "And today will be no exception."

As he finished speaking, two beams of red light emanated from Hashirama's eyes, illuminating the sea around him. The powerful beams of energy sliced through the nearest ship, cleaving it cleanly in half as if it were a stick of butter.

And this was just the beginning. With the thunderous sound of a powerful laser, the other two ships met the same fate, being cut in half by Hashirama's devastating ocular attack.

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