One Piece : From Slave to Fleet Admiral Chapter 276

A sinister and indescribable grin spread across the face of the shark-headed fishman.

Standing to his full height, nearly three meters tall, he presented an overwhelmingly menacing figure.

His teeth glinted coldly under the light, and the fishman emanated an aura of pure brutality.

Any ordinary person would be struck with terror at the sight of such a monstrous being. However, in Jake's eyes, these creatures were already condemned to death.

If they had simply insulted him, Jake wouldn't have been angered; he wouldn't bother with such insignificant trash.

But these fishmen had also insulted Monet, and their demeanor suggested this wasn't their first offense against humans.

They had likely engaged in unspeakable acts against human couples before.

For such vile beings, Jake felt not a shred of pity or mercy.

He offered a smile and spoke to Monet.

"It appears we've wandered into the most notorious section of Fishman Island—the Fishman District. Their luck is quite poor, isn't it? But no matter, since we've encountered these individuals, let's send a message to Fishman Island. I'm not like Whitebeard, after all.

He is an absolute hero, possessing a frighteningly broad perspective. But I am different—I am a petty man. Especially when it comes to those who dare to insult those I care about. I will not hold back."

Monet nodded in agreement and inquired.

"Should I freeze the vicinity to prevent any escape?"

"There's no need for that. Merely encase their corpses in ice afterward. This place is far too lawless, and they have grown excessively complacent under Whitebeard's protection. These are no longer ordinary fishmen—they must witness the unyielding force from the surface world! We must strike with decisive power!

Even if the royal family of Fishman Island lodges a complaint later, so be it. Time will reveal the righteousness or wrongfulness of my actions."

With those words, Jake took two deliberate steps forward. His voice, laced with icy killing intent, addressed the blue shark-headed fishman who had spoken earlier.

"Care to share how you wish to meet your end? Electrocution? Dismemberment? Or perhaps bludgeoned to death with fists?"

Upon hearing Jake's words, the fishman's eyes ignited with a blood-red fury.

He let out a roar and charged directly at Jake.

"I will kill you!"

As he uttered this threat, he swung the colossal, two-meter-long greatsword at his side directly towards Jake's head.

Observing the fishman's charge, Jake's lips curved into a smirk as he announced.

"Finger Pistol: Divine Strike!"

With a sharp flick of his fingers in the air, the blue shark-headed fishman was instantly riddled with countless holes.

However, Jake intentionally avoided a swift end for him.

After shattering all four of his limbs, Jake calmly stated.

"Often, individuals must bear the consequences of their words. Do you not concur? However, I require you to witness everything. Fish-Man Island will soon fall under the jurisdiction of the Marines. And let me make one thing unequivocally clear—fishmen are no more noble than humans.

If you persist in the belief that fishmen are superior to humans, then you shall perish right here. Of course, even without making such a declaration, your demise is assured."

In the following instant, under the shark-headed fishman's petrified gaze, Jake became a streak of lightning, weaving through the ranks of the fishmen he commanded.

Amidst a macabre ballet of spraying blood and agonizing screams, in less than ten seconds, every single one of his subordinates lay dead.

Their lifeless bodies were immediately encased in ice, the terror and resentment etched on their faces vividly preserved.

It was only then that the fishman grasped the terrifying power he had provoked.

Staring blankly at the scene of carnage before him, his pupils widened in disbelief as he stammered.

"This… this cannot be…"

"Impossibility is a myth. From this moment onward, Fish-Man Island shall cease to be a sanctuary for scum like yourselves. Either embrace the dawning future with open arms—or face annihilation."

A bolt of lightning erupted from Jake's hand, piercing the fishman's chest and electrocuting him instantly.

To prolong his agony, Jake meticulously controlled the electrical current's intensity, ensuring a drawn-out torment before the finality of death.

It wasn't that Jake lacked the inclination to deal with these fishmen more gently.

But according to his own moral compass, the inherent wickedness within them was no different from the prisoners in Impel Down, who deserved a thousand deaths!

To show clemency to such beings would be a profound betrayal of all genuinely virtuous individuals!

Monet encased the fishman's corpse in ice, then turned to Jake with a smile.

"Shall we leave it here? Or would you prefer to relocate it?"

"This location is suitable. Incidentally, Monet, could you freeze this entire street? We need to make a more impactful statement."

Upon hearing this, Monet offered a soft nod.

"Certainly. However… might this not be considered somewhat excessive? Whitebeard had indeed instructed us that our primary objective was peaceful negotiation with the king."

Jake simply responded with a knowing smile.

"With my assistance to foil an assassination attempt on the royal family, I believe the king will sanction my approach."

"You mean to tell me... those fish-men were actually operatives from Fish-Man Island's resistance?!"

"Precisely. Upon our arrival, I extended my Observation Haki across the majority of the island. I overheard their schemes and even located the hiding spot of the genuine blueprints. We shall apprehend these scoundrels, present the documents to King Neptune, and with Whitebeard's letter of introduction, I am confident the king will make an astute decision."

Jake observed the Fish-Man Street, now eerily still under Monet's ice, a sharp, cold glint appearing in his eyes.

Fish-Man Street warranted demolition and reconstruction.

So long as this street persisted, genuine harmony between fish-men and humans would remain an unattainable dream!

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Concurrently, elsewhere, Jinbe, the Knight of the Sea, regarded the distressed fish-man before him with a grave countenance.

"Are you reporting that an individual has encased the entirety of Fish-Man Street in ice and is currently massacring all within its confines, is that correct?!"

"Yes! Leader Jinbe, please rescue them! That fiend is no ordinary human—he wields control over lightning and light! Our kin cannot withstand even a solitary strike from him. More than half of Fish-Man Street has already been obliterated!"

"Curses!"