Chapter 148

He hadn't even finished speaking.

The carnivorous rabbit Raboon that had lunged at that group was sent flying backward in an instant.

"!!"

The villager stared blankly at a sea cow standing there in a black steel vest and a red headband, right fist extended forward.

That pack of carnivorous rabbit Raboon charged toward them in unison.

The sea cow's figure flashed, vanishing on the spot, turning into a black shadow that headed straight

to meet that group of carnivorous rabbit Raboon. A few seconds later, all twenty-some Raboon lay knocked out on the ground.

The stunned villager stared at the completely unharmed sea cow and couldn't help swallowing hard.

"A-amazing…"

With its back to him, the Kung Fu sea cow Xiaoqi gave a little shiver, its small tail swishing, and it scratched its head a little sheepishly.

Its strength had been praised.

So happy…

"How much longer are you going to dawdle, Xiaoqi?"

Up ahead in the distance, Bonney, who had taken the form of a little girl, stood there with one hand on her hip and called out to it, "Not waiting for you."

"Coming!"

Xiaoqi hurried to catch up.

Watching that group gradually disappear from view, the stunned villager muttered:

"Who on earth… were those people?"

……

Soon.

News that a group of people of unknown origin had entered Drum Kingdom quickly reached the ears of King Wapol.

"Dalton, send people at once to capture those outsiders."

The autocratic and brutal Wapol immediately gave the order.

"Your Majesty, shouldn't we first confirm the other party's intentions? To act so rashly—"

"Shut up!"

Wapol glared fiercely at him: "I am the king. The king's word is absolute! The law I decree today is the arrest of all outsiders! You have any objections?"

"…No, none."

"Then hurry up and go!"

"…Yes, sir."

Though Captain of the Guard Dalton inwardly resisted, he still bowed his head to him and, accepting the order, led his men to go capture those outsiders.

…………

Dr. Kureha stood in front of the wooden cabin, holding a bottle of plum wine in her hand, gazing at the snowflakes drifting through the air.

"This really is a sight I've never seen in over a hundred years of living, kuhahaha."

"Just what could have caused it?"

Chopper, hugging a bundle of firewood at her feet, was extremely curious.

"Who cares. There are plenty of strange things on this sea."

Wearing sunglasses and jeans, Dr. Kureha said as she took a sip from the mouth of the bottle.

Just as the one person and one reindeer were about to head back inside.

In the distant sky, a pitch-black slash a thousand meters long flashed and vanished.

Dr. Kureha and Chopper turned to look.

They saw that towering, enormous Drum Mountain, like a bamboo shoot sliced diagonally by a blade, its upper half sliding slowly downward along the smooth cut left by that slash.

"Eh?!!!!!!"

Chopper's eyes were practically popping out of his head.

Dr. Kureha too was utterly shocked.

The palace atop Drum Mountain, along with the massive upper half of the mountain itself, slid and crashed down before the dumbfounded gaze of every person in Drum Kingdom.

Rumble rumble!

The earth shook, and a powerful shockwave blew the snowflakes suspended in the air scattering in all directions.

Staring at Drum Mountain, of which only half remained, every person in Drum Kingdom wore a blank expression, utterly lost for words.

Without the slightest warning!

The royal palace of this Drum Kingdom had just… vanished.

That tyrannical, brutal king Wapol… his fate unknown.

Drum Kingdom was about to be destroyed!

……

133, the Tyrant — Bartholomew Kuma!

And at this moment.

On the sea not far from Drum Island, a warship rapidly approached.

Draped in a Justice coat and wearing a yellow-striped suit, Huang Yuan stood on the deck with both hands in his pockets, gazing at that pitch-black slash that had flashed across the island's sky, and said:

"Yo, looks like he really is here."

Standing beside him, Kizaru (On-Spider) wore a cold expression, and Dobberman too stood with arms crossed, his face stern.

He looked toward Huang Yuan and said: "Admiral Huang Yuan, do we not need to wait for Bartholomew Kuma?"

"No need, he should already be there by now."

Huang Yuan said with a smile, gazing at that island.

There are probably only a few in this world faster than him, and that Bartholomew Kuma might just be one of them.

On the rocks along the coast of Drum Island.

The tall, Bible-wielding Bartholomew Kuma stood there, expressionlessly staring toward Drum Mountain.

……

On Drum Island, in the forest ahead of that cleaved Drum Mountain.

Luo En and the others stood in the snow, surrounded by hundreds upon hundreds of collapsed soldiers of the Drum Kingdom.

The guard captain Dalton was punched in the gut by Xiao Qi's Armament-Haki-hardened fist and sent flying like a cannonball.

"Master, this guy is so weak."

Xiao Qi turned her head and said to Luo En.

He couldn't even take three of her punches — far too weak.

Xiao Qi really couldn't work up much enthusiasm.

She really did want to fight someone strong after all.

Dalton, coughing up a mouthful of blood, shakily rose from the snow, his eyes staring in terror at the one man, four women, and one sea cow ahead.

"Wh-what exactly are you people?"

"Us?"

The black-clad youth at their head, a black blade hanging at his waist, smiled upon hearing this,

"Just ordinary travelers. Though now on the sea, you probably call us… the Calamity Travelers of the Sky."

The Calamity… Travelers of the Sky?!

Dalton's pupils contracted sharply.

He knew that name.

"Y-you're… that…"

He hadn't finished his words.

Accompanied by a thunderous boom—

The rubble of the ruined palace behind them exploded apart, and a massive figure emerged from within.

It was the Drum Kingdom's king, Wapol, who had fully unleashed his Munch-Munch Fruit powers, fusing himself and most of the palace into one.

In order to save his own life earlier, he had overused his ability and completely lost his reason, transforming into a giant monster — most of his body made of brick and stone, dozens of meters tall, knowing only destruction.

"Die…"