Pacifista!

Wearing a white hat with scattered brown spots and two bear ears on top, the figure had black curly wool-like hair and a stern expression.

The upper body was clad in a black jacket with a crosshair pattern on the front.

This was the Pacifista, a humanoid weapon developed by Dr. Vegapunk.

"What's going on here?"

"Why are there so many Kuma?"

"Kuma is one of the Shichibukai! One is terrifying enough, let alone so many!"

"There are over thirty of them!"

"This is just too bizarre!"

"..."

The Marines in the square were wide-eyed at the sudden appearance of the Pacifista unit.

They were Marine soldiers, but most were just ordinary troops.

Except for a few, they had no idea what these units, which looked exactly like Kuma, were all about.

Moreover, there were thirty identical figures and the sheer oppressive force of their approach was overwhelming.

Not just them, even those standing alongside Kuma were equally bewildered.

"How is this possible? How can there be so many Bartholomew Kuma?"

"Can you explain this?" Bartolomeo, standing beside Kuma him.

"Fufufu!"

"These are war weapons custom-made by Dr. Vegapunk, the Marine's chief scientist, based on his body!"

"They're quite powerful!" Before Kuma could speak, Donquixote Doflamingo explained on his behalf.

"These so-called Pacifistas can fire laser beams from their mouths and palms, just like Admiral Kizaru!"

"And their entire bodies are mechanical, incredibly tough. Ordinary blades and axes can't harm these scientific weapons!"

The Pacifistas were extremely expensive to produce.

The cost of one unit was roughly equivalent to building a Marine warship.

So, the thirty Pacifistas marching into the square were like bringing thirty Marine warships ashore, but even more agile and versatile in their attacks.

Hearing Doflamingo's words, the uninformed nodded slightly, though their eyes still held some confusion.

"My condition for joining the Shichibukai was to agree to a request from the World Government—to let Dr. Vegapunk conduct an experiment on me!"

"These Pacifistas must have been developed after that!" Kuma briefly explained, knowing their confusion wasn't just about the Pacifistas' power but also why they looked exactly like him.

At this, the confusion in their eyes gradually faded.

"Just a pile of scrap metal!" Bob's voice rang out at this moment.

Looking at the mechanical brutes, he spoke indifferently.

"Dragon, Sengoku is yours!" Hearing this, Dragon, the leader of the Revolutionary Army, nodded.

In the next second, his figure vanished from the spot.

***

Meanwhile, on the Marine square.

The Pacifistas soon arrived at their positions in the square.

Seeing this, Sengoku prepared to retract his Buddha form, but suddenly, he sensed an extremely dangerous presence approaching.

In the next moment, he leaped from the square and fiercely punched toward an open area at the edge.

Suddenly, a metallic clang rang out, and in the previously empty space, a man in a light green coat appeared out of nowhere.

A fierce gale raged around him, causing the hem of his coat to flap violently.

"Dragon!!" Sengoku seemed genuinely surprised by the appearance of his opponent, muttering under his breath.

"Marshal Sengoku, it's been many years!" Dragon replied coldly, his eyes fixed on Sengoku.

The last time he had seen Sengoku this close was many years ago, when he had resigned from the Marine.

"Come back, Dragon!"

"Your father is a hero of the Marine. Why must you oppose the Marine and defy the World Government?"

"Opposing the World Government is a path destined for failure!"

"If you return, all your crime will be forgiven. You can even be a Marine admiral!" Sengoku's Buddha-like face softened, losing some of its usual sternness and taking on a more paternal, compassionate expression as he spoke earnestly to Dragon.

He deeply regretted approving Dragon's resignation back then.

Had he known that Dragon would become the leader of the Revolutionary Army and even a key subordinate of Bob, he would have opposed it, even if it meant sacrificing family ties for the greater good.

But now that things had reached this point, as the Fleet Admiral, he decided to try appealing to Dragon's emotions, hoping to sway him back to their side.

Though he knew the chances were slim, he still wanted to give it a shot.

"Sengoku!"

"Spare me the words that make you sound like your intelligence has taken a nosedive!" Upon hearing Sengoku's words, Dragon's face remained completely emotionless, as if he hadn't heard anything at all.

"Let's fight!" Dragon growled, his hands gathering a swirling tempest of wind.

With a forceful motion, he hurled the gale forward.

Realizing that persuading Dragon was futile, Sengoku's expression darkened and a radiant aura erupted from his body, blindingly intense.

'Garp, don't blame me!' He glanced towards Garp, who was still locked in combat with Kaido and silently called out in his heart.

Since he refused to become an ally of the World Government, there was no choice but to eliminate him.

In the next moment, Sengoku's aura surged dramatically, his three types of Haki fully unleashed.

A golden energy stream shot into the sky, distorting the very air around him.

He intended to kill the leader of the Revolutionary Army right here and now.

He knew that, compared to pirates, this man posed a threat to the World Government second only to Bob.

In an instant, immense power radiated from the Buddha, coursing through every limb and fiber of his being.

"Buddha Impact: War Hammer!!" With a thunderous roar, Sengoku's golden Buddha form shimmered and his massive arm swung towards Dragon's wind-infused fist.

BOOM!!

A deafening explosion echoed and the shockwave that followed was like an invisible blade, slicing through the surroundings.

Dragon's body was sent flying by the sheer force of Sengoku's strike, skidding back dozens of meters.

A small vortex suddenly formed around him, barely allowing him to come to a halt.

"As expected of a Marine legend!" Dragon muttered under his breath, then his brow furrowed sharply.

Instead of retreating, he charged forward, bringing with him a storm of wind as he lunged at Sengoku.

***

Meanwhile

On the plaza, the black monsters had already devoured their fallen comrades who had been struck down by Sengoku.

Now, fewer than thirty remained, each one larger and more ferocious than before, their beastly auras even more menacing.

At that moment, the Pacifistas had already taken their positions around the perimeter of the square, forming a circle to encircle these black monsters.

Their expressions were blank, yet the sense of oppression they exuded was overwhelming!

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