One Piece: sign-in to Ryujin Jakka

Miss Buckin stared in shock as the man before her—Roman, the Marine Admiral "White Dove"—caught Weevil's massive attack barehanded. Her mind reeled in disbelief.

But soon enough, her face twisted into a snarl as she shrieked at Weevil, 

"Weevil! Kill him! Kill this man in front of you! If you do, I'll let you have a full meal!"

Weevil's eyes lit up. "A full meal!"

Muttering to himself, "Full meal… full meal…," the monstrous aura surrounding him surged once again.

Seeing this, Miss Buckin hurriedly darted to the side—she knew just how dangerous it was when two monsters like these went all out. But she was confident: with the strength of Whitebeard Jr, Weevil would definitely be able to kill this newly appointed admiral. After all, Whitebeard Jr. possessed the same level of strength Whitebeard had in his youth!

Weevil stared at Roman, chanting repeatedly, "Full meal! Full meal! Full meal!"

Roman looked at him calmly. "You really are hopelessly stupid—abused like a dog by that woman and still loyal to her."

As for Miss Buckin, who had fled off to the side, Roman didn't even spare a glance at her. After all, she had no way off this island anyway. If she ran into the cadets, her end would be inevitable. And she was just a scheming, cowardly person. If she ran into any of the cadets, she was as good as dead.

All Roman had to do now… was defeat Whitebeard Jr.!

"Come on then, Weevil. Show me what you're really made of!"

Weevil responded by lifting his massive naginata and swinging it down toward Roman.

With his hands cloaked in Armament Haki, Roman effortlessly blocked the blow.

BOOM!

The island trembled again. Yet, Roman remained completely unscathed—unshaken like an immovable mountain.

Despite facing a seven-meter-tall giant wielding young Whitebeard's power, Roman didn't even take a single step back.

It was Weevil whose hands began to go numb.

"That's all you've got? Just that one move again and again? That's kind of disappointing."

In a flash, Roman vanished and appeared behind Weevil.

"Finger Pistol (Shigan): Cannon!"

Roman drove a finger strike into the back of Weevil's head.

CRACK!

Weevil's body was sent sprawling to the ground like a broken ragdoll. A bloody hole opened on the back of his skull.

But in a matter of seconds—five, maybe six, the wound closed, healed as if it had never opened in the first place.

Roman frowned slightly.

That regeneration… was insane.

Before he could dwell on it, Weevil stood back up.

"Hurts… hurts! Weevil is hurt!"

His now bloodshot eyes twisted with rage. A moment later—

BOOM!

With an explosive burst, Weevil launched himself like a cannonball.

The ground cracked beneath his disproportionate legs. Shattered rocks flew everywhere.

The island—whether under Roman's feet or Weevil's—was like soft tofu, unable to bear their monstrous strength.

Roman narrowed his eyes as Weevil charged forward towards him.

Without fluster, he stepped forward at just the right moment, seized Weevil by the head with his right hand, raised his other arm, and slammed his left elbow into the back of Weevil's skull once more.

CRASH!

Weevil met the ground face-first.

Thunder cracked across the sky. The downpour intensified.

Rain pooled around the crater Weevil now lay in.

From a distance, Miss Buckin watched on, stunned.

"H-How can this be?!"

"Weevil… isn't even a match for a single move from White Dove?!"

"Don't tell me… this Admiral White Dove is even stronger than Whitebeard in his prime?!"

Her heart was in chaos. Her face was pale and horrified as she stared at Roman.

Her knowledge of the world was limited, and she had little strength of her own.

She couldn't comprehend his strength, nor could she recognize that Roman's Armament Haki was at the peak level. That alone elevated him to terrifying levels of combat power.

Still, she knew she had to run.

"Weevil, we need to retrea-"

She didn't get to finish.

A gentle pat landed on her shoulder.

Miss Buckin froze. She turned around slowly…

Her heart sank into a frozen abyss.

A clone of Roman was standing behind her, smiling faintly.

"Finger Pistol (Shigan)."

A burst of blood-crimson red bloomed and erupted on the island.

Roman had no sympathy for her. She was the kind of person who would stop at nothing for her selfish gain.

Weevil had been starved for years under her manipulation—that was enough evidence.

He wasn't her judge. He was simply her executioner.

With Miss Buckin's death, the clone faded.

And Weevil went berserk.

His eyes burned crimson as he locked onto Roman.

"DIE! DIE! DIE!!"

His body swelled grotesquely, muscles ballooning, veins bulging.

He looked like he had grown a whole size bigger.

From nearly seven meters tall… to over ten!

Even from afar, Kalifa could see the monstrous form.

"What is that thing?!"

"That is insane!"

"Is Admiral White Dove really going to be okay?"

"Shouldn't we… be retreating already, you know, while we can?"

The Marine cadets murmured nervously to Kalifa.

Kalifa turned to the clone beside her. "Roman, are you sure you're okay? If it gets any worse, we can fall back…"

The clone gave a calm smile. "Instructor Zephyr paid a heavy price. How could I not avenge him? Don't worry. I have everything under control."

At that moment, Weevil's swollen muscles were leaking blood like sweat.

"What kind of ability is that…?"

Roman furrowed his brow. This… wasn't something that happened in the original timeline.

"ROOOOAR!!!"

Weevil, like a maddened beast, charged at Roman again.

Each step he took left deep craters in the ground.

He raised his massive naginata vertically and swung.

SLASH!!

A terrifying shockwave tore across the island.

The island was split into two.

Everyone who stared at the scene was stunned speechless.