Let's Deal with the Celestial Dragons Now

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Once every three years, a brutal bloodbath takes place—targeting entire nations or islands.

Then the Celestial Dragons....

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The intel Hancock dropped left the whole group in dead silence.

Even Veyron, a fellow transmigrator, was speechless.

Back before his crossover, he'd already lost interest in One Piece somewhere around the second half of the Whole Cake Island arc. He just... stopped keeping up.

Most of what he knew about Wano, "Kaido," and the whole "Mythical Zoan Human-Human Fruit: Nika Form" thing, he only picked up from random internet surfing.

As for the legendary God Valley Incident.

From what he remembered, One Piece fans had always assumed "God Valley" was some high-tier holy ground for the Celestial Dragons—the self-proclaimed "gods" of the world.

The common theory went something like this: Once the location got out, Rocks D. Xebec, captain of the infamous Rocks Pirates, made a move.

Whether it was to steal some top-secret treasure or just to deliver a god-slaying wake-up call to the Celestial Dragons, no one really knew.

But he brought along a crew that would later become legendary pirates and future Emperors of the Sea... and launched a full-scale attack.

In the end, though, something weird happened—Garp from the Navy and Roger the Pirate King teamed up (for reasons still unknown), and with infighting breaking out among the Rocks crew, Xebec was defeated and killed at God Valley.

But now, hearing what Hancock learned from Gloriosa, Elder Nyon... it turns out God Valley might've just been a regular island with a fancy name. Nothing divine about it.

Well... maybe that "God" part was what caught the Celestial Dragons' attention in the first place?

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Earth's Cancer: These guys seriously call themselves "World Nobles"? And they've lasted over 700 years like this?

Ghost Spider: Unbelievable.

Catwoman: Like you said, Hancock... Compared to them, even capitalist tycoons seem human.

Hellish Blizzard: If they've survived this long while committing these kinds of horrors... they've gotta have some crazy trump card, right?

Snake Empress: I don't know.

Snake Empress: But Granny Gloriosa did say that after that great battle, God Valley was wiped off the map completely.

Earth's Cancer: So the Celestial Dragons might actually have the power to erase an entire island?

『Catwoman: ...Yeah, that explains a lot.

Ordinary Human: So, Hancock... what's your plan? Done with the whole pirate thing? Gonna start a revolution now—overthrow the World Government and rebuild the world order?

Snake Empress: ...Honestly, I haven't thought that far ahead.

Snake Empress: Over a hundred years ago, the Kuja Pirates were formed because the Calm Belt didn't have enough resources to support Amazon Lily on its own. Our ancestors had no choice but to raid the outside world.

Snake Empress: But now, thanks to my connections with you guys, I can trade for supplies. Plus, the Sea Kings in the Calm Belt are basically a never-ending meat supply. We don't really need to set sail anymore.

Snake Empress: So once I become Empress, I'm thinking of focusing on developing the country first—using the Calm Belt as a natural defense to grow stronger.

Snake Empress』: Once we've built up enough strength, then we can consider taking on the World Government.

Snake Empress: And when that time comes... I might need your help.

Hancock laid out her vision to the group with quiet determination.

Then came a reply that made her stop cold.

Ordinary Human: Why wait?

Snake Empress: Huh?

Ordinary Human: I mean... you said you'd need help. Why not now?

Ordinary Human: Whether destroying God Valley was the Celestial Dragons' true power move or not... whatever so-called trump cards they have, I doubt they can threaten me.

Ordinary Human: If they really had that kind of power, they'd have turned your whole planet into their personal playground by now.

Ordinary Human: So if you don't mind, I can head over there right now... and wipe the Celestial Dragons off the map.

Ordinary Human: Honestly, just the fact they've managed to turn mass murder into some kind of "every-three-years death match tradition"… it's really starting to piss me off.

Boa Hancock: ‼!

Should she wait until she passed the Empress Trials and officially became the ruler of Amazon Lily—then slowly build up strength behind the protection of the Calm Belt, until she had the power to challenge the World Government?

Or should she just call in Mr. Veyron now and let him eliminate the Celestial Dragons before they caused any more damage while her nation was still growing?

To Hancock, the answer felt obvious.

Lady Avalon: If you guys are seriously about to make a move, can I request two permanent front-row seats? 😇

Ordinary Human: Sure, I'll tag you all when I start.

Ordinary Human: Wait a sec—who are you asking that another spot for, exactly?

Lady Avalon: You really do get me, Veyron~ 😏

Ordinary Human: Wait... you found a way to teleport someone from your world into another one?

Catwoman: Huh?

Earth's Cancer: (suspicious emoji)

Lady Avalon: Not quite. I've just been messing around with some of the loopholes in my world's system. Not sure if it'll work yet, but I've got a plan.

Lady Avalon: So waiting for ya my dear~

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Thirty minutes later.

Deep within Amazon Lily—hidden in the central valley surrounded by mountains and jungle like a natural fortress—inside the home of the Boa sisters…

Two figures, one man and one woman, appeared out of thin air.

No introductions needed. 

After giving Hancock a polite nod, Merlin took out a silvery, hollow disc.

She infused it with magic, and a soft blue light lit up at its center. Within seconds, the image of a young girl began to materialize—slowly taking form around the disc like she was being conjured from the ether.

It was the same girl Veyron had seen once before, in Avalon's tower.

"It worked."

Merlin clapped her hands, clearly pleased.

Now, the group chat system's "bugs" only allowed members themselves to cross worlds—but not companions.

If it did limit everything like their gears, then anyone who relied on external tools or artifacts would be seriously nerfed before the mission even started. And let's not even mention the awkward image of everyone arriving butt-naked each time they traveled.

So Merlin had a workaround.

She summoned a being that looked human, acted human, felt human—but technically wasn't human.

Sure, the real Artoria Pendragon was still alive back in her world. But that didn't stop Merlin from using the Throne of Heroes' records to call forth a version of Artoria from her early days—a trainee King Arthur, still learning, who hadn't yet drawn the sword from the stone.

Turns out? The cheat worked.

Now she'd smuggled a Servant spirit origin across dimensions. Later, she'd just have the real Artoria absorb this copy— it'd be like Artoria herself had experienced a cross-world journey.

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