One Piece: Honey Badger Speedruns the World

"Alive...alive?!"

Looking at the red-nosed man on the ground, cut in half and still cursing with his upper body floating in mid-air, Mr. 1, who was usually calm and collected, had his eyes twitch violently for the first time.

He has absolute confidence in his "Quick Cut Fruit".

Throughout his career, both flesh and blood and rock and steel have been broken in two by his arms.

The tactile sensation of a blade cutting into an object never lies—that last cut truly severed the clown in half.

But why... is there no blood? Why is he still shouting and yelling like nothing happened?

"Don't underestimate me! How could a mere slash possibly kill me!"

Bucky's upper body, cursing and swearing, floated up, his hands flailing comically in the air, while his lower body came running over with a "thump thump thump," under the astonished gaze of the bald assassin—

Click!

With a crisp sound, their bodies reunited as one.

Bucky dusted off non-existent dust from his stomach, smugly brought the red-nosed guy close to Mr. 1, put his hands on his hips, and mocked him arrogantly:

"You scared idiot, bald guy! I'm a split-person who ate the Chop-Chop Fruit! All the swordsmen on this sea have to give me a wide berth!"

Even the world's greatest swordsman, Hawkeye, couldn't kill me!

You, who only know how to chop with a knife, are my greatest nemesis... ugh! I'm your greatest nemesis! Understand?!

"The Chop-Chop Fruit... a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit user who is completely immune to slashing attacks?"

Mr. 1's face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

As an assassin who prides himself on slashing attacks, this insidious ability that renders all attacks ineffective is a trampling of his dignity and the nightmare he least wants to face.

"Since cutting you into large chunks won't work... then I'll cut you into powder that's invisible to the naked eye!"

Mr. 1's murderous intent surged, and his arms instantly transformed into several high-speed spinning blades, accompanied by a teeth-grinding tearing sound in the air.

"Annihilation Slash - Spiral Pull Slash!!"

Countless sharp blades shot out like a meat grinder, instantly enveloping the narrow corridor in a dense, impenetrable aura of swords and blades.

"Ouch! It itches so much! Stop it, you pervert!!"

Faced with this storm of slashes powerful enough to slowly kill an ordinary person, Bucky neither dodged nor flinched. His body disintegrated the instant it touched the blades, his head, torso, limbs, and even fingers separating from his body.

The fragments danced in the air like snowflakes, but instead of drawing blood, they emitted eerie, chuckling sounds.

"It's useless, useless, useless! I already said it's useless! Hahahaha!"

Mr. 1 grew increasingly alarmed as he chopped, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

All his attacks were nullified, while the annoying clown fragment buzzed around him like a fly, occasionally throwing out one or two incredibly powerful miniature Bucky bombs from tricky angles, leaving him covered in dust and dirt.

Just as Mr. 1 was on the verge of a mental breakdown due to Bucky's antics, and was preparing to launch a large-scale, indiscriminate attack regardless of the consequences—

Clang—!

A clear, resonant, yet chilling sword cry suddenly rang out from the direction of the captain's cabin.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying sword aura that sent chills down your spine erupted from inside the captain's cabin without warning!

The sturdy, reinforced hatch, along with the entire steel wall, was sliced ​​open as smoothly as if cutting tofu in an instant.

The terrifying aftershock of the slashing attack had not diminished in momentum, tearing a deep chasm tens of meters long into the sturdy deck of the Narwhal, almost cleaving the entire steel warship in half!

Squeak, squeak, squeak—!

The once majestic narwhal figurehead on the bow of the ship now seemed to be startled, with its two wooden eyeballs popping out of their sockets!

Her tightly closed mouth drooped dramatically down to her chin, and two wide, noodle-like waterfalls of tears gushed from the corners of her mouth like fountains!

Countless sharp wood chips and twisted iron pieces flew everywhere like shrapnel, forcing Mr. 1 and Bucky to scramble to the sides to avoid this indiscriminate destructive force.

boom!

A pink figure was sent flying through the billowing dust, tracing a tragic arc in the air before crashing heavily into the steel wall opposite the corridor, creating a human-shaped dent in the surface, before finally sliding limply to the ground.

It was Reiju.

Her pink hair was disheveled and covered her face. Her hands were still shackled, blood was trickling from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were closed. She had obviously been beaten unconscious by someone with terrifying strength.

The air suddenly became quiet, with only the soft rustling of dust settling on the ground.

Step, step, step.

Heavy, oppressive, yet rhythmic footsteps echoed from the depths of the thick smoke and dust.

Mia, carrying two swords, walked out step by step.

Her hair clung messily to her cheeks, her chest heaved violently, her breathing was rapid and hot, and her body was covered with dust and sawdust from the recent battle.

But what was most chilling were her eyes—no longer clear as usual, but bloodshot, like a demon ready to devour its prey.

As she stepped out of the smog and her gaze swept across the corridor, the sight before her caused her pupils to shrink to the size of pinpoints.

To the left lay Thornton, lying motionless in a pool of blood, his massive body seemingly dead; and Carrot, her legs stained with blood and barely able to support herself against the wall, looked at him with worried eyes.

On the right is the clown, the enemy who once sold fur to the fur tribe, confronting a bald man covered in knives.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

Her beloved brother is still in a coma, his life hanging in the balance; her sister-in-law is a ticking time bomb; and now a new, formidable enemy has appeared, severely injuring her companion whom she considers family…

Extreme grievances, lingering fear, and self-blame ultimately transformed into the purest form of rage at this moment.

Om-! !

An indescribable, terrifying aura erupted from Mia, the chilling sword energy even tearing through the surrounding air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

"You bunch of bastards..."

Mia's voice was low and hoarse, yet as cold as a gust of wind from the deepest hell: "How long are you going to cause trouble on this ship?!"

Mr. 1 and Bucky were both startled by the roar.

The next second, Mia vanished into thin air.

fast!

It was even faster than when we dealt with Reiju! So fast that it was impossible for the naked eye to see it!

Driven by extreme anger, Mia pushed her physical limits, pushing her speed and strength beyond their limits.

"Dual Sword Style: Ultimate Technique..."

A cold voice rang in Mr. 1's ear, like the whisper of death.

"Rainstorm Butterfly!!"

In an instant, countless bright blades of light poured down like a storm, each blade transforming into a deadly butterfly, instantly engulfing Mr. 1 and Bucky.

"What?! That speed?!"

Mr. 1 was shocked, his pupils dilated violently.

Faced with this sudden and violent slash, there was no time to dodge.

As a seasoned assassin, he could only instinctively cross his arms in front of his chest, tense all his muscles, and push the hardness of the "Slash-Slash Fruit" to the extreme, while covering it with his proud Armament Haki.

"It's no use! My body is harder than steel! Iron Wall Defense - Black Steel!!"

Clang, clang, clang—!

Sparks flew wildly like fireworks.

But this time, instead of the crisp metallic clang, there was a chilling tearing sound.

His proud steel body and his domineering defense honed in the new world were as fragile as paper in the face of Mia's angry swordsmanship!

puff!puff!puff!

"Ughhhhhh!!"

Mr.1 let out a piercing scream.

His arms, as hard as iron, were cleaved open, the blade cutting into the bone. Then, dozens of deep, bone-revealing wounds burst open on his chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain!

He was blasted away by the immense force of the slash, like a tattered sack, scattering blood in the air before crashing heavily against the cabin wall at the end of the corridor, his eyes rolling back as he lost consciousness.

One strike!

With a single strike, Mia, in her berserk state, completely overwhelmed and defeated Crocodile's top assassin!

"Huff... huff... huff..."

Mia remained in the slashing stance, panting heavily, sweat dripping down her face.

This move almost exhausted all her explosive power, and her arms were trembling slightly.

However, at that very moment when her old strength was exhausted and her new strength had not yet arisen.

"Hahaha! I knew slashing attacks were useless against me! You scared me to death, I thought I was going to kick the bucket!"

Beside her, Bucky, who had also just endured countless stabs, had his body split apart in an instant, dodging all the fatal attacks like a jigsaw puzzle, and was now being pieced back together unharmed.

He looked at Mr. 1, who had been instantly killed by Mia, and then at Mia, who was panting heavily. The fear in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a glint of extreme cunning and ruthlessness.

good chance!

This terrifying woman's attention is now completely focused on that bald man! And she used all her strength in that last move, so she's at her weakest point right now!

As a seasoned veteran who has spent many years on the high seas, Bucky may lack physical strength, but his cockroach-like survival instincts and ability to seize opportunities to strike are world-class.

"Since we can't win in a head-on fight... then let's try this! The Split-Off Throwing Knife!!"

Bucky's hand suddenly and silently detached from his wrist, slithering like a venomous snake into Mia's blind spot. In that white-gloved hand, a specially made poisoned dagger coated with a ghostly blue sheen had appeared without anyone noticing.

Pfft!

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was particularly jarring in the quiet corridor.

"Ugh!!"

Mia felt a chill in her lower back, followed by a piercing pain, and her body stiffened abruptly.

She turned around in disbelief and saw Bucky's severed hand floating in the air, pulling a bloodstained dagger from her lower back.

"Despicable...despicable..."

A strong numbing sensation instantly spread throughout his body; it was a potent anesthetic drug specially made by Bucky.

Mia's legs buckled, and the famous sword in her hand clattered to the ground. She collapsed to her knees, her vision blurring.

"Hahaha! What's with all this talk about being despicable! This is what pirates are all about, little girl!"

Bucky withdrew his hand and burst into triumphant laughter.

He opened his arms wide, as if embracing the whole world, his red nose shining with excitement:

"On the Narwhal now... the ultimate winner is me, Captain Bucky!! All the treasure is mine! Hahahaha!"