One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

However, not everyone sees the opportunity as well as this ambitious man.

In other places, fear has spread.

Especially for ordinary people who did not participate in the fighting, their lives were turned upside down by this sudden news.

On the city streets, shop doors were closed and the anxiety in the air was almost frozen.

People's hearts were heavy, and everyone was quietly following the news, worrying about what would happen next.

A middle-aged man stood in front of the TV with empty eyes, as if he had lost all his life.

On the TV screen, the camera flashed by, the giant fell, the battle raged above the spaceship, and those fallen heroes and strong men, whether enemies or friends, would be like dust forgotten by history and blown away by the wind.

He clenched his fists, frowned, and felt uneasy.

The world no longer seems safe. War brings not only death, but also an unknown future.

Tomorrow, when he opens his eyes again, will this city still exist?

Are his family and friends safe?

The uncertainty of all this made him feel a deep fear, and the invisible pressure was making him feel breathless.

He lowered his head and gripped the edge of the table tightly, as if this could help him keep some composure.

But no matter how he struggled, the invisible fear in his heart would always linger, hanging over him like a shadow.

However, there are still some people who are not shaken by this. They still live their own lives, as if this war has nothing to do with them.

Perhaps it is because they have experienced war for a long time, or perhaps it is because life has taught them how to deal with external turmoil.

In their eyes, the world has become like this. War, chaos, death... these are no longer enough to attract their attention.

In a dim bar, a long-haired man took a sip of wine with a deep look in his eyes, seemingly uninterested in the news coming from outside.

There were some unopened letters piled on the table, but he had no interest in opening them.

What's happening in the outside world has nothing to do with him.

He had become numb to such news, as if every outbreak of the war would have no impact on him.

He used to be a pirate, but now he is just an ordinary person who has retired. Perhaps he has even forgotten his identity long ago.

Every day he spends drinking, taking walks, and enjoying life, nothing else.

He knew that he had missed many years of glory and honor, and now he just wanted to find a little peace of his own in this stormy world.

"war?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"No matter who wins or loses, in the end, they are still like me. All that matters is that we survive."

These people no longer have any desire or hope to fight. They can only watch the turning of history like bystanders.

And all of this, whether it is life or death or honor or disgrace, has become a thing of the past for them.

As the news spread, the reactions of people around the world became increasingly complex.

Some are ready to take advantage of the situation and prepare for the coming storm;

Some people are trapped in fear and cannot extricate themselves;

Some people also choose to turn a blind eye and watch from the sidelines.

This war brought not only the collision of blood and fire, but also the shock to people's hearts, which was deeply engraved on this land, leaving behind countless backs intertwined with sadness and hope.

The flames of war spread across all directions, but no matter those who were ready to fight, those who were entangled in fear, or those who were watching coldly, no one could escape the torrent of fate - the war had changed everyone's destiny, and this world would never be the same again.

Yim sat upright on her huge throne, her eyes like knives, sharp and cold.

There was silence all around the throne, except for the slight sound of her gently tapping fingertips, as if hinting at some impending changes.

She sat upright like an inviolable statue, and the air around her seemed to become heavy and silent with her breath.

There was no fluctuation in her eyes, a detached calmness, as if she no longer belonged to this world.

"Let me see what kind of termites there are in this new world I built."

Her voice was cold and indifferent, with a majesty that was destined to destroy everything.

She did not rush to take action, but turned her head slightly and stared at the mirror in front of her that reflected her world.

The light flickered in the mirror, reflecting the turmoil and rebellion in various places - countless small flames were quietly rising in every corner of this land.

Those rebels hiding in the shadows, those forces trying to challenge her, are quietly ready to take action in this collapsing world.

She took a sip of the tea in her hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze fell on the ever-changing picture.

Every face, every battle, was under her control.

She did not feel a bit anxious; on the contrary, it all seemed like a drama she had carefully designed, and the climax of the drama had finally arrived.

"The mice probably couldn't help themselves."

She whispered, with an undisguised sneer in her tone.

She had long foreseen that Jinan and his men's struggle was just a prelude, and the real test was to catch all those opponents in one fell swoop.

She had long realized that not only Jin An, but even Whitebeard and Loki would not sit idly by.

In this world, there are always some daring "rats" who want to challenge her authority and want to tear open the dark veil that covers the entire world.

She was not in a hurry to take action because she knew that her real target was not the people in front of her.

This conflict is just the beginning. Her real purpose is to eliminate all opponents one by one - to find those hidden termites from the deepest and darkest corners and make sure they have nowhere to hide in this storm that is sweeping the world.

She waved her hand slightly, and the image in front of her eyes gradually changed, and the countless rebellious figures on the screen began to become clear.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and that smile carried a sense of superiority that came from a high position, as if she was the master of the sky and no one could defeat her.

"You people are destined to not escape."

Yim's eyes became colder and colder, that kind of confidence and indifference intertwined together, making the air seem to become oppressive.

Her desire for control and destruction seemed to have reached its peak.

She knew that she was fearless, everything around her was under her control, and no one could compete with her.

Her gaze passed through the mirror, penetrated the battlefield in the distance, and swept across every inch of land that had been dyed red by the flames of war.

Her sight pierced through layers of barriers like a needle tip, reaching those forces that dared to resist - Jin An, Whitebeard, Loki, and even those former heroes, all became pawns in her eyes.

"This drama has just begun."

She muttered, her voice low but menacing.

As she finished her words, the entire throne room seemed to vibrate, and the sense of oppression in the air became more pronounced.

Yim slowly closed his eyes, and the smile on his face was like a rose with thorns, exuding an untouchable temptation and danger.

“I have no interest in playing cat and mouse with a few people.

What I want is a perfect hunt, to catch and destroy these bad apples completely."

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