One Piece: My Crew is from Other World

Aside from Hillnado, several other infamous pirates had resurfaced.

They all shared a common trait—they were once powerful and well-known pirates from over a decade ago who had mysteriously vanished. Now, upon their return, their first move was to attack a small village in the East Blue.

No one could figure out who was powerful enough to rally these arrogant veterans. Surely, it required either immense strength or a price hefty enough to tempt men of their caliber.

"Captain, that guy Wilbury is already ahead of us," Hillnado's younger brother reported anxiously. "Should we speed up? If we wait too long, his crew might wipe out the entire village before we even get there."

He was right—among pirates, whoever captures an island first, claims it.

If Wilbury secured the village on his own, their entire trip would have been for nothing.

"No need to rush," Hillnado replied with a sly grin. "Those swordsmen don't look like pushovers. Even Wilbury won't be able to deal with them that quickly. Let him tire himself out. Once the dust settles, we'll sweep in and take over."

It was classic Hillnado—always choosing the safest route, which is why he was still sailing freely despite a 300-million-berry bounty. Even the Navy had spent years trying to bring him down to no avail.

Accurate intel, smart judgment—these were Hillnado's guiding principles for surviving on the Grand Line.

"Got it, Captain!"

"Everyone, prepare the artillery! We'll be taking over this island soon!"

"Kaka… kukuku…"

A line of gunners rushed to their cannons, methodically stuffing shells into the barrels. These weren't your run-of-the-mill pirates. Their equipment was professional, and their formation tight.

Meanwhile, off the coast of Shimotsuki Village—

A seagull landed on a small boat drifting toward the island.

This boat belonged to Yahiko, who had been delayed by a run-in with the Red-Haired Pirates. Had it not been for them, he would have arrived much earlier.

The News Coo dropped a rolled-up paper. Yahiko read it and narrowed his eyes.

"So, the earlier guess was spot on."

"These pirates aren't your average sea dogs. They're old monsters crawling back from the shadows."

He looked toward the horizon, his expression hardening.

"Send this to the Captain immediately. These fossils don't belong in this era... The sea no longer has room for relics like them."

With that, Yahiko activated Shinra Tensei and Bansho Ten'in in succession, propelling himself rapidly toward Shimotsuki Village.

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At the village, the first pirate crew had already landed—the Wilbury Pirates, just as Hillnado predicted.

"Listen up, boys!" Wilbury bellowed, wielding a massive battle axe. "Kill everyone on this island! We're here to slaughter, not interrogate. Leave the investigations to those freaks working behind the scenes!"

Wilbury charged forward, leading the assault directly toward Shimotsuki Koshiro.

But Koshiro and his fellow swordsmen stood calm and unshaken.

Clang!

Koshiro unsheathed his blade. A strong surge of Armament Haki coated his arms and wrapped around the blade like ink soaking into paper. His disciples followed suit, each drawing their swords and unleashing their own Armament Haki.

Had Zoro seen this, his jaw would've dropped. After all, it hadn't been long since he'd just grasped the basics of Haki entanglement.

But these men—his former comrades—had already mastered it long ago.

Wilbury snorted.

"Really? You think this level of Armament Haki matters? In the New World, even kids have it!"

He raised his axe.

"Die!"

With brute strength, he brought the massive weapon down—not to slash, but to crush Koshiro like a hammer against stone.

BOOM!

The impact rocked the earth… but instead of Koshiro's body being split in half, Wilbury's axe slammed straight into the ground.

Wilbury's face twisted in confusion. He'd clearly made contact with Koshiro's sword—so why did his attack miss?

"Pshh—!"

Blood suddenly sprayed into the air.

Wilbury screamed.

His arm had been severed cleanly at the shoulder, sent flying across the battlefield.

"AHHHH!!"

"Damn you… you bastard!"

Raging in pain, Wilbury's eyes turned bloodshot. Veins bulged across his face and neck as he reached into his coat and tossed a handful of pills into his mouth.

His aura shifted instantly—dark, volatile, and savage.

"Is he already using the drugs?" Hillnado muttered from offshore. "Tch. Looks like those swordsmen are stronger than we thought."

"Prepare to fire the cannons the moment Wilbury loses."

Even if artillery alone couldn't kill the defenders, it would still reduce their numbers. That would make the rest easier to handle.

The other pirate crews lurking nearby weren't blind either. None of them wanted to charge in without knowing what kind of enemies they were facing.

And Wilbury… was losing.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Fueled by the drugs, Wilbury's strength and speed exploded. His attacks turned wild and relentless, each strike making Koshiro's sword vibrate violently.

If not for the Haki reinforcement, the blade would've broken by now.

Yet despite the onslaught, Koshiro remained composed. His face unreadable. Calm.

Around him, his disciples quickly dispatched the rest of Wilbury's crew. Though not as strong as their master, they were more than enough to handle the grunts.

Soon, the field was cleared.

They didn't interfere in Koshiro's battle—not because they didn't want to, but because they couldn't. At that level of combat, they'd only be a liability.

They had other responsibilities anyway. More pirates were waiting offshore, preparing to attack.

Hillnado watched the scene unfold, jaw clenched.

Wilbury—a pirate as notorious as himself—had been defeated… and in the East Blue, of all places.

The weakest of the four seas had just witnessed the fall of a 200-million-berry pirate.

If he had rushed in first…

He could've been the one bleeding on the ground right now.

The other pirate groups began prepping their own artillery, preparing for a large-scale bombardment.

Back on the battlefield, Wilbury had gone completely berserk.

He attacked with everything he had, roaring like a beast.

But suddenly—

Whoosh…

Shimotsuki Koshiro vanished from view.

And in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Wilbury.

"Is this… the full extent of your power?" Koshiro asked calmly, his sword resting lightly on his shoulder.

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