I, the great swordsman, am definitely not a bootlicker

Thousand Sunny, off the coast of Dressrosa.

"Get off the Sunny!" Chopper and Brook on the ship were terrified as they cried out. However, they were met with a shrill, wild laugh: "Oh, oh, oh, oh! Shut up!"

Then, a burly woman with curly hair and brightly painted lipstick appeared before everyone. She was followed closely by two younger men, each with a malicious look on their face.

The old lady laughed unscrupulously: "Hand over Momonosuke! This is an order from the young master - we want to abduct Momonosuke and seize your enemy ship at the same time!"

Toolman No. 2 standing nearby suddenly stuck out his long tongue, licked his cracked lips, and pulled out a huge Gatling gun from his belly: "Don Quixote family cadre - Jorah!"

At the same time, the clever Nami had already quickly boarded Franky's carefully modified Trojan Man Viba with Momonosuke, trying to escape.

"I never thought that you guys could recognize me. My great reputation has spread to every corner of the world along with the name of that young master! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!" She began to feel complacent.

"Oh my, this is unbearable... My surging little heart is churning out brilliant ideas!"

As she spoke, she suddenly extended two fingers forward and tapped them several times. In an instant, a magical scene appeared:

The entire Sunshine and all the people left on board instantly became as strange and distorted as characters from those absurd abstract paintings;

Not only that, many of the important functions of the Sunshine itself have become useless. Even the Gatling gun in the hands of Tool Man No. 2 and Brook's crutches have become useless decorations in the blink of an eye.

Faced with this sudden change, the people who stayed behind were all stunned and couldn't help but scream.

At this critical moment, Nami, who was originally planning to drive the Viba away from the scene, happened to receive an emergency call from Luo.

On the other end of the phone, Luo told her in a hurried tone that the current situation had changed and was extremely serious, and asked her to immediately sail the ship towards Greenbit so that the hostages imprisoned there - Caesar and Monet - could be transferred in time.

So Nami took out the weather stick and decided to fight back. After releasing a few hot bubbles, the alert Jorah didn't understand why, but after years of wandering around, he still used his ability to turn Nami's weather stick into art.

Then, a mean old thief on the ship... oh no, an experienced old pirate, Brook, danced and showed off his innate artistic talent. With a flattering look on his face, he pretended to praise Jorah's artistic performance: "Yo ho ho ho, such wonderful music, it's simply a masterpiece of art that blends with the sea! YEAH!"

Hearing this compliment, Jorah couldn't help but be overjoyed, with a clear look of pride on her face. She laughed heartily: "Oh, oh, oh, oh! I didn't expect you to be so good at talking! Hahahahaha!"

At this time, Jorah was obviously a little flattered by Brooke's flattery.

However, Brooke did not give up. He continued to strike while the iron was hot and said, "This is really wonderful. If possible, please allow me to dedicate a song to you! Let me play it with this magical violin in my hand, beautiful Miss Jorah."

As he spoke, he assumed an elegant posture, ready to begin playing.

Faced with Brooke's sincere request, Jorah readily agreed and returned the violin and cane to their original state. After Brooke took the instrument, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Then please wait and see, Miss Jonah. But before that, I would like to introduce to you that this seemingly ordinary bow actually has a secret. It is a carefully designed crutch with a mechanism..." As he spoke, he took a few steps forward.

Qiao La seemed to have found a kindred spirit and didn't care what he said: "Yes, let's get started!"

"Okay! I've already done the surgery." Brooke said calmly as he passed by Jorah.

"Huh? Was there a knife?" Qiao La's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp sound of a sword being sheathed suddenly rang out.

"Song of Depiction·One Cut!"

With a scream, the Sunny and everyone on board also ended their abstract state and headed towards the isolated island north of Dressrosa.

……

A few minutes ago, on the isolated island north of Dressrosa.

"Hey hey hey hey hey! Kid, the helpers you found are very arrogant!"

Luo evaded the question with a gloomy expression, "You're going to use the power of the world government to deceive the entire world, just to deceive a few dozen of us?"

"The larger the magic, the simpler its tricks are, Law..." Doflamingo was clearly pleased with his methods, and he taught his former underling like a mentor: "You can create blind spots by exploiting people's fixed beliefs that they believe are impossible!"

"You're just a pirate! Even the Shichibukai wouldn't have this kind of authority!" Luo was very unwilling: "The only people in the world who have this kind of privilege should be the Celestial Dragons! Could it be that..."

"Hehehe... the water here is deeper than you think! Luo - in short, I just want to kill you now!"

Being ignored, Enel could no longer hold back. He waved the copper rod in his hand and pointed it at Doflamingo: "Celestial Dragons? What kind of thing is that? Can they be compared with God? It just so happens that this God wants to teach you how to respect God!"

"Hiya! Nobody! Do you know who you're talking to?!"

After saying that, he made a beast claw gesture and grabbed Enel fiercely: "Five-color thread!"

In an instant, Enel's body was cut into several pieces in the air, and Law took this opportunity to call Nami.

However, in the blink of an eye, dazzling lightning flashed on Enel's body, and his body, which had been cut into several pieces, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Is this an attack method similar to controlling cloud lines? This is ridiculous! How can a god be touched by another god!!" Enel's voice was filled with arrogance and self-confidence.

Then, Enel used the Lightning Release Technique and disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he appeared behind Ming Ge like a ghost, and the copper stick in his hand was about to hit Ming Ge's lower back.

But at this critical moment, a sly, evil smile appeared on Mingge's face. He flicked his finger slightly, and Enel seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force, suddenly stopping in place, unable to move forward.

Countless inky black threads were like a huge spider web, tightly wrapped around Enel's body, making him unable to move.

"Hiyahiyahiyah! So you're a nature-type fruit user..." Before Ming Ge finished his words, he suddenly turned around, quickly raised the toes of his loafers, and kicked Enel hard on the head.

“Discharge 2000 million volts!”

In an instant, Enel's entire body was enveloped in a violent hail of lightning. The black threads that had once bound him now became conductive media, continuously channeling powerful currents into Mingge's hands! Mingge acted decisively, swiftly severing the black threads attached to his fingers without hesitation.

At the same time, Enel, who had broken free from his restraints, swung the copper stick in his hand violently, and smashed it directly towards Mingge's kick with overwhelming power.

There was a loud bang, deafening and resounding through the sky.