One Piece: The Legend of Beasts

"Ah, another boring day..."

Capona lay on the counter with droopy eyelids, fiddling with the bottle caps on the table out of boredom.

The walls of the tavern were a little moldy due to the humid environment, and the smell mixed with the smoke in the air was even more disgusting. Two mice were lying on their stomachs in the corner, motionless, and looked like they had been dead for a long time. However, Capona kept moving his hands and turned a deaf ear to everything around him.

He had opened the tavern for half a year, but due to its remote location in the town, business was declining. Apart from a few friends, there were almost no customers. The long-term poor business made him lose patience and decided to close the tavern in three days.

"It doesn't matter. I can still go somewhere else..."

Capona muttered to himself, threw the bottle cap on the table to the ground, picked up the bottle of wine beside him, and poured it into his mouth.

"Hey! Open the door!"

The sudden knock on the door made Capona spit out the wine in his mouth involuntarily, splashing all over the table. Before he could curse, he saw two turbaned strong men kicking open the door and swaggering in. One of the strong men was carrying a heavy sack, and his expression looked very strenuous.

"Boss Capona, how is business these days?" The burly man in the lead sat down on a wooden chair with a smile on his face. He carried a huge iron rod covered with spikes on his shoulder, which flashed a luster under the light.

"Same old, Pete."

Seeing that he was a regular customer who often came to drink, Capona returned to his sad face and asked, "Did you gain anything?"

"Hey, we caught a big guy this time! Green!"

Pete shouted to the burly man carrying the sack, and the man named Green immediately put the sack gently on the ground and untied the rope at the opening, and a human face soon appeared.

He was a dark-skinned man, who looked to be over 20 years old, with a rough face and a sturdy build. He was wearing a black jacket. The most obvious thing about him was the pair of long horns on his head.

The man at this moment had his eyes tightly closed, snoring heavily from time to time, and seemed to be fast asleep. His body was wrapped with heavy chains, and he was tied up like a dumpling.

Capona's heart skipped a beat when he suddenly saw such a person. He asked quietly with a puzzled tone: "It's amazing, how did you catch such a person?"

Pete said proudly, "It's a long story. In the morning, my brother and I went to patrol the beach and suddenly saw a raft leaning against the beach. It was terribly damaged. Then we found this guy nearby. He probably encountered a shipwreck and came here by chance and fainted. After we were sure that he would not wake up in a short time, we brought him here. Look, this is his weapon. Although it's a bit heavy, it's still easy to use." After that, he picked up the mace on his shoulder and swung it in the air, making a whirring sound.

"Don't smash the things in my store." Capona frowned and asked, "And why did you bring him to me? I don't sell human flesh."

"No, think about it. This guy has an extraordinary appearance and looks strong and powerful. He will definitely get a good price if he is sold."

Peter pointed at the man on the ground and said, "Then the three of us can use the money to open a bigger pub in the town center. Then we'll be rich, right?"

"That's true." Capona nodded, thinking it made sense. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked hurriedly, "But the boss has ordered everyone to strictly prohibit the slave trade. Aren't you afraid of being blamed?"

"What are you afraid of? You and I have kept it a secret, who else would know?" Pete patted Capona's shoulder and said proudly, "In two days, the three of us will put this guy in a wooden barrel and seal it tightly under the pretext of delivering goods, and then secretly take him to the nearest underground world exchange. Isn't that a success?"

"Really? That's great!"

Only then did Capona's tense face reveal a hint of smile. He quickly rushed to the backstage, quickly took out three large barrels of wine, and shouted to the two guests: "Everyone, feel free to eat and drink. I'll pay for today!"

"This is the generous Capona I know!" Pete stood up, took the barrel of wine without hesitation, and started drinking it.

"Um, big brother, I've been wanting to ask you..." Green, who had been silent, took the barrel and asked carefully, "Why do I feel like I've seen this guy somewhere before?"

"Hmm... now that you mention it, I think he looks familiar." Pete wiped the corner of his mouth. "But if he is a wanted criminal, then we will get more money. Don't worry about that!"

"Brother Pete is right. With so many chains tying him up, I don't think he can escape." Capona raised the barrel, unable to contain his joy. He sat next to Pete and said loudly, "Cheers to the prosperity of the three of us!"

"cheers!"

Seeing the two of them start drinking, Green didn't care about anything else and picked up the barrel and gulped down the wine. In a blink of an eye, a refreshing aroma of wine filled the air, and even the man lying on the ground could smell it and couldn't help but inhale it into his nose.

"Mmmmm, what a delicious wine!"

A gust of wind blew in from outside the door, lifting the curtain hanging above the front desk, revealing a hideous skull pattern.

This is Beehive Island in the New World, and it is also a paradise for pirates. Here, pirates can do whatever they like without any restrictions. Therefore, even the navy dare not approach it easily, and it is called the "most dangerous island" by the world.

It took only one man to bring together these vicious pirates.

Tall and short buildings are densely distributed like a spider web in every corner of the island. Surrounding the buildings is a stone sculpture in the shape of a huge skull standing in the center of the island. A gray glass window is inlaid in the nose of the skull. Inside, two people are talking.

"Recently, I sent someone to inquire about it. In order to please the Celestial Dragons, the king of the Kingdom of Maji Azka is prepared to pay a huge amount of Heavenly Gold. The navy ship transporting the money will pass by the Beehive Island. You should know what to do, right, Newgate?"

The man named Newgate snorted disdainfully: "I know that without you telling me. We also need a huge sum of money to expand our territory. But judging from your expression, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"It's just that one of the dogs is particularly good at biting people." The voice paused and continued, "You should have heard of the name of 'honest' Xiluk?"

Newgate was slightly stunned, frowned and asked, "Is it the personal supervision of that bastard navy? That guy is not a good person. Many of our companions died at his hands."

"If I do it myself, it will be easy to capture it. But it will be easy for the beehive to be taken advantage of. Lingling and the others are also carrying out other tasks, so they can't spare any more manpower. So I'll leave this matter to you personally."

"Tsk, got it, the approximate location is...?"

Before he could finish his words, a pirate rushed in from outside the door, panting and shouting, "Oh no! There was an explosion in a tavern west of the town, and a horned man with an iron rod came out from inside. Our people are no match for him at all!"

"An unexpected guest has appeared." The owner of the voice did not blame his men for their rudeness, and continued to say to Newgate, "Go down and see what he is really like."

Newgate walked to the door, turned his back to the man and said reluctantly: "Remember to pay me for my errands, Locke."

"Damn it! He's alone! Let's go!"

The streets on the west side of the town had become devastated at this time, with collapsed building debris everywhere. Dozens of pirates holding swords surrounded the entire block. Despite shouting fierce slogans, no one dared to move forward easily, and their eyes were fixed on their targets.

A figure slowly walked out from the thick smoke. It was the man who was caught in the tavern earlier. At this moment, he was holding an iron rod in his hand and had a ferocious look on his face, looking like an evil god crawling out of hell.

Behind him was the tavern that had become dilapidated. Capona and three others were lying side by side under the rubble, with their eyes rolled back and already fainted.

"Is this the Pirate Island... It's a little different from what I thought." The man muttered, picked up the bottle in his left hand and took a big gulp, then threw it away and smashed it to pieces on the ground, "The wine is delicious, but the portion is too small."

A pirate saw a gap behind the man and chopped at his back with his knife, shouting, "Please take a break, uncle..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a huge force hitting his chest, the long sword broke into several pieces, and the whole person flew up to the sky involuntarily. After drawing a semicircular arc in the air, he crashed into a building in the distance. The building was hit so hard that it immediately broke into two pieces and fell down, causing a violent impact when it hit the ground.

"Uncle?" The man turned the iron rod in his hand, ignoring the stunned expressions of the crowd, and looked at the sky with disdain, "I'm only fifteen years old."

"So strong! Only fifteen years old?!" The pirates couldn't believe their ears and started shouting. One of the pirate captains was unwilling to accept the challenge and went forward to challenge the man, but the man kicked him casually, causing him to spit blood from his mouth and lose consciousness.

"Anyone else want to continue? I don't mind playing for as long as I want."

The man said in a cold tone, looking around. Every pirate shuddered when they met his fierce gaze. For a moment, none of these usually vicious pirates responded.

"Humph, what a bunch of cowards you are. Let me go meet your leader and see if he is as useless as you."

The man said in a boring tone, carrying a mace, and was about to walk towards the skull. A majestic voice came from above: "Hey, kid, before you go to that place, talk to me first."