The Strongest Lunarian in One Piece

"Clang... Clang..."

Inside the forge, for the next ten days or so, the sound of hammering never ceased.

El re-smelted Linlin's Napoleon from scratch.

After fifteen days of meticulous forging, it was finally complete.

A somewhat exhausted El emerged from the forge, holding a grand scimitar that was both eerie and magnificent, with an incredibly sharp edge.

Linlin's eyes sparkled as she rushed over, unable to contain her excitement. Taking hold of her newly reforged Napoleon, she exclaimed, "Ma ma ma ma! Is it finally done?"

"Whoosh..."

Suddenly, the elegantly patterned and gem-encrusted grand scimitar trembled violently. It seemed to come alive, greedily absorbing and devouring Linlin's Haki. The blade, dazzlingly sharp and cold, turned jet-black, emanating an overwhelming aura.

"Linlin-sama, you must be careful..." Shimotsuki Kouzaburou warned from the side, his tone serious. "Although this blade may not reach the level of El-sama's Barbaric Dragon, it is undoubtedly a Supreme Grade Blade—a highly dangerous cursed weapon!"

During these past days, he had been assisting El in the forge. Although exhausted, he felt that he had gained a wealth of knowledge and significantly improved his blade-forging techniques. Completely awed by El's skill and power, and after spending more time with him, Kouzaburou had grown to trust El and his companions.

Eventually, he agreed to join El's voyage and even persuaded other like-minded samurai who wished to leave Wano to join as well.

"Ma ma ma ma! Don't worry..." Linlin grinned confidently, showing no fear. Instead, she proactively channeled more Haki into Napoleon, allowing it to coat the blade entirely. Her towering figure and intimidating aura made her laugh menacingly:

"Let's see how much of my Haki you can take in one go!"

El stood to the side, arms crossed, smiling as he observed Linlin's performance. He showed no concern, confident that Linlin's monstrous strength would prevent the blade from turning on her, even if she couldn't fully subdue it immediately.

"Unbelievable..."

"Another Supreme Grade Blade?"

"Only El-sama could gather so many precious materials!"

"That's not all," one samurai chimed in. "Even Kouzaburou-dono admitted that, with all his effort, he might not forge a blade to match this, let alone surpass it!"

The samurai, now swayed to join El, couldn't help but marvel. Wano was a country that revered strength, and they had already been deeply impressed by El's overwhelming power. Now, seeing his craftsmanship, they felt even more assured in their decision. Serving someone as extraordinary as him seemed far better than risking their lives in dangerous, uncharted waters.

"El-sama is truly remarkable!" Shimotsuki Ushimaru's eyes burned with admiration, full of reverence for El.

Meanwhile, Shimotsuki Furiko couldn't help but remark, "All those materials... they're almost completely used up." She glanced at the once-mountainous pile of resources, now reduced to a fraction of its original size, and sighed in amazement.

"Spear of Elbaf—"

Suddenly, Linlin's gaze sharpened. Gripping the cursed Napoleon—its jet-black blade radiating an eerie, chilling aura—she exuded a terrifying, unparalleled presence that sent shivers down everyone's spines.

"Mighty Nation!!!"

In the stunned and awestruck eyes of the samurai, Linlin unleashed a devastating slash.

"Buzz—"

A blinding arc erupted from the cursed blade, carving through the air with terrifying force. In an instant, the sound of the blade slicing through the air resounded continuously. An incredibly terrifying shockwave of sword energy tore through the atmosphere, distorting and crushing everything in its path.

"Boom… BOOM…"

The unstoppable, destructive shockwave roared forward with unparalleled ferocity. The jagged, steep mountain range in the distance, connected to the ocean, was mercilessly shattered and pierced. The ground bore an astonishing, massive semicylindrical crater that extended straight toward the distant sea, stretching for several kilometers.

"Ah… Ah…"

"Tch! That kind of power…"

"Hey, isn't this a bit too over-the-top?"

"Unbelievable!"

Witnessing this outrageous spectacle, the samurai of Wano were left dumbstruck. One by one, their mouths hung open, their eyes wide with shock, and cold sweat dripped down their faces.

"Are all people from overseas this strong?"

In that moment, any shred of pride they once held as samurai was utterly obliterated.

"Huh? Is Linlin's strength really this terrifying?" The fourteen- or fifteen-year-old Shimotsuki Ushimaru, still somewhat youthful and naive, stood frozen, staring blankly at the colossal destruction. He then looked toward Linlin, who, despite her imposing height, was far younger than him.

"She's really younger than me?"

"I don't know… I just know Gerd said she's really strong," Shimotsuki Furiko replied, equally dumbfounded, struggling to process what she had just witnessed.

"Can a thirteen-year-old even do something like this?"

"Hmm, her power has improved significantly," El said with a faint smile. "Linlin, you're getting stronger and stronger, aren't you?" Even Gerd couldn't help but marvel.

"Ma ma ma ma, not bad at all!" Linlin grinned widely, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she lovingly examined her newly reforged grand scimitar. With her Haki amplified by this Supreme Grade Cursed Blade—the Napoleon—the Mighty Nation she had unleashed was undoubtedly far more devastating than ever before.

"Here's the new scabbard." El, smiling, tossed over an intricately designed scabbard to Linlin. The scabbard was a striking pink, adorned with golden edges and lavish gemstones, exuding a sense of opulence.

"Gerd-sama, El-sama…" At that moment, a Homie bird flapped its wings and swooped in, excitement evident in its movements. In the astonished gazes of El, Linlin, Gerd, Shimotsuki Kouzaburou, and the others, it proudly presented a peculiar-looking fruit.

"We found this in the forest!"

"Hmm? Is that… a Devil Fruit?" Linlin, Gerd, and Longbread all turned their attention toward it, their expressions shifting from surprise to delight. They had dispatched numerous small animal- and bird-like Homies to search for Devil Fruits across the land, but nothing significant had been reported—until now.

"The Hito Hito no Mi, Model: Onyudo?" El stepped forward and took the fruit. Having memorized the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia, he immediately recognized its abilities. A faint smile spread across his face.

"What an unexpected surprise."

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