The destructive power was astonishing. A wave of foreboding washed over the onlookers. This feeling intensified with the arrival of the thir
The destructive power was astonishing.
A wave of foreboding washed over the onlookers.
This feeling intensified with the arrival of the third-generation robots.
Wapol's army crumbled instantly, overwhelmed like mud before a flood. It was breathtaking.
Boom! Wapol, watching via Den Den Mushi, couldn't believe his eyes.
They'd assumed the second-generation robots were Ryuya's strongest, explaining their audacity in attacking.
The appearance of the third generation suggested the existence of even more advanced models.
The allied kings immediately ordered their ministers to flee Drum Island, realizing they couldn't afford to offend Ryuya.
They could only continue buying his robots.
Ryuya, however, was determined to make a statement and wouldn't let them escape easily.
He mass-produced various third-generation robots, each with different capabilities: some for flight and reconnaissance, others large for transport, and agile units for flanking maneuvers or retrieving robot scrap from the battlefield for recycling.
Ryuya used this war to conquer the nations that had secretly supported Wapol.
They thought they were safe, but Ryuya's intelligence network, rivaled only by Morgans', was extensive.
Ryuya's relentless advance quickly overwhelmed the nations that had purchased his mechanical soldiers. He subdued them effortlessly.
After nearly a month, Ryuya focused on Drum Kingdom, Wapol's stronghold, once prosperous, now devastated by his rule. This explained Wapol's desperate gamble.
But as Ryuya's conquest continued, Wapol panicked.
In Drum Kingdom, Wapol looked at his remaining ministers, despair etched on his face.
"Where are they? Did they all leave?"
Dalton sighed. "Your Majesty, you've made a terrible mistake. But for Drum Kingdom, I'll fight to the death! Give me one last unit. I'll try my best, even if it means death!"
Wapol's eyes softened. "Drum Kingdom is honored to have such loyalty. But I surrender. You can die, but I want to live!"
He produced a white flag and walked out. It was humiliating, but Wapol acted with practiced ease.
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A steely resolve filled his eyes. Even alone, he wouldn't yield.
Transport robots arrived at the border. King Steery, Ryuya in disguise, stepped onto the snow-covered land. Wapol raised his white flag in surrender.
Ryuya wasn't surprised; he'd anticipated this. He almost smiled. But a tense feeling filled the air.
Using his peak Observation Haki, Ryuya foresaw the next five minutes. He subtly shifted his position.
Dalton charged, transforming into a minotaur using his Ushi Ushi no Mi.
Ryuya, unfazed, closed his eyes, then opened them, unleashing his peak Spiritual Pressure. An overwhelming force struck Dalton, causing intense dizziness. He stumbled, unable to overcome the pressure.
This was Ryuya's peak Spiritual Pressure, surpassing even Conqueror's Haki in raw power.
It was absolute dominance.
Despite the dizziness, Dalton, driven by his unwavering loyalty, continued to advance. Wapol was startled.
"What is he doing?! Surrender! If he provokes King Sterry, we're dead!"
Wapol ordered his remaining soldiers to retrieve Dalton, but they hesitated, moved by Dalton's sacrifice.
Wapol threatened their families, forcing their obedience.
The soldiers, though reluctant, advanced.
Ryuya smiled. "I respect your heroism, even as my enemy."
He closed his eyes, then opened them, unleashing his Spiritual Pressure, finally incapacitating Dalton.
Showing no mercy to the soldiers, Ryuya unleashed the third-generation robots.
The icy clouds dispersed, ending Ryuya's two-month war.
He'd used every opportunity to expand his power...
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