One Piece: Divine Bird Phoenix

Seven tail feathers exuding the aura of death streaked across the sky, and the hot flames evaporated the wind and snow.

In the diffuse white water vapor, the white mist turned, and the seven feathers were like seven sharp spears, shooting out from behind An in different postures.

The bright moon above the fog.

A sonorous sound sounded, and two black-gold phoenix claws were raised high, grabbing the moon composed of golden slashes in front of them.

The mortal bird and the unyielding lion, with their own courage, add a rich and colorful touch to the world.

What comes into view is a vast expanse of white.

The sky, the earth, and the ocean were all wrapped in white at this moment, and everyone was waiting for the results to appear.

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

Just like the beginning of the world created by the gods, time, space, and everything are still. In this pure white world, no one knows how much time has passed.

"Tick tock! Tick tock!"

Like a clock chiming, the dazzling white light began to shrink rapidly and faded from everyone's eyes.

"call--!"

Before Yixiao could open his eyes, the scalding storm spread in all directions in an extremely violent manner.

The calm sea rippled, and the water waves became faster and faster, forming huge waves in the sky. The speed did not slow down and continued to move towards the distance.

Just like the bright sky after the rain, the crystal clear raindrops fall, washing away everyone's fatigue.

As the dark clouds dissipated, the rays of morning light fell through the gaps in the clouds, shining on An's fiery red hair.

A horrifying scar slanted down from An's fair shoulder, stopping at her slim side. In the vast expanse of bright red, the bones can be seen clearly.

Thanks to the body's powerful self-healing ability, the bleeding wound quickly closed up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon only a new line of pink flesh was left.

Manipulating the flames to retrieve the lost rudder of the Golden Lion from a distance, An inserted it back accurately. A large amount of emerald green flames flew out and enveloped the opponent's body.

Under the influence of the flame of life, all the scars on the golden lion's body were healed, and his long golden hair was restored to its original state.

"Boom!"

The ground beneath his feet shifted, and the island, which had lost the ability to hold up the Piao Piao Fruit, accelerated towards the sea below.

"It's really troublesome."

With a soft murmur, An became conscious, and a dozen large flame clouds appeared out of thin air below the island, slowing down their fall.

"Heron, move it back!"

Looking at the island that had stopped falling above, Yixiao and others had just put away their weapons when An's majestic figure appeared on the warship.

"Okay, boss!"

Standing on the bow of the ship, he jumped and lowered the draft of the warship. With this power, Hillen kept getting closer to Vermeio.

The moment his body touched the island, he submerged himself into the island and began to transform the island.

After a moment, a 50-meter-tall giant appeared.

Throwing his arm forward forcefully, the intact body of the golden lion flew towards the chest of the stone giant that Hilun had transformed into.

Dark blue flames emerged, several ice chains wrapped around the opponent's hands and feet, and the other end was deep into the body of the rock giant.

After completing all this, An stood in the sky, and the ethereal voice echoed on the sea.

"Return!!"

With a surge of blood in his heart, Hilun opened his huge mouth made of rocks and shouted loudly: "All fleets, all return!!"

"Return!"

"Return!"

"Return!"

Such two simple words contain the indescribable feelings of the naval soldiers of the Windmill Kingdom.

Fortunately, excited, excited, sad...

They are just soldiers who are not much stronger than ordinary people, but in order to avenge those comrades who died, they resolutely chose to go to sea.

From the moment they took that step, many of them never thought about returning alive.

Now not only did they survive, but they also returned with the corpses of their enemies.

They don't know what the so-called flying pirates mean. They only know that they won and can continue to live a happy and beautiful life.

On the calm sea surface, three large warships took the lead, followed by 60 small warships fanning out.

The white waves separated by the stern of the ship form a majestic picture on the vast sea.

The sea breeze mixed with rain blew gently, blowing the hair of every member of the Kingdom's navy, blowing through the cloaks of Yixiao and his group, and making the colorful windmill flags on the snow-white sails of the warships rustle.

The gears of the new era have begun to turn.

Six days have passed since the huge warship group set off from the capital of the Windmill Kingdom.

During these six days, the entire kingdom was in a dull atmosphere. Even the air on the roads was thicker than usual, making people breathless.

Except for some shops selling daily necessities, the shops on both sides of the main road are closed.

On the second floor of a certain shop, a two or three-year-old little girl opened her cute big eyes and looked curiously at her parents outside through the crack in the window.

"Mom, Dad, what are you doing?"

Listening to the girl's innocent voice, the male host, who looked a little ugly, held his little daughter in his arms, his eyes full of love.

"Honey, come and see!"

He quickly put his daughter down, but before he could run to the window, a pair of neat and loud footsteps came from the street.

Not only them, many pairs of eyes looked in the direction of the sound at the windows on both sides of the street.

"His Majesty!!"

Taking off the clothes and crown that symbolized his kingly status, wearing a close-fitting white men's suit, accompanied by the windmill guards, Hith walked to the port.

"Even His Majesty will go to the battlefield in person?"

"Is this country going to perish?"

"How could this happen? Everything is getting better..."

Holding the wooden windowsill tightly, someone finally couldn't hold back the sadness in his heart, pushed the window open, and the two wooden windows hit the wall with a clang.

Ignoring his own impoliteness, his nose and tears flowed randomly, and he shouted loudly: "You must win, His Majesty."

With the first one, the windows above the street made strange noises one after another.

"Your Majesty Heath, you must defeat the enemy!!"

"Your Majesty Heath, the Windmill Kingdom is the best country I have ever seen. It is my honor to be your subject!"

"Your Majesty Heath, I will never forget you!"

"Your Majesty Heath, Leopold Aida is your most loyal subject!"

"..."

Sincere monologues came out from everyone's mouths, and Heath's resolute face was filled with a smile.

An, you are right. Such a group of people are worth our protection.

Striding forward, Heath's loud voice reached everyone's ears.

"Everyone, please come with me to the port to welcome our hero."

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