One Piece : Winged Dragons of the Beast Pirates

"Don't rush, David," Doflamingo said. "Tell me first, what's going on?"

"Yes, yes, yes—" David gasped heavily, and the next moment, he let out a sharp, desperate scream, "Germà 66!"

Even Doflamingo was stunned for a moment. "Did you say... Germà?"

Drake, Law, Baby-5, Buffalo, and the children all turned their heads to look.

The children from the North Blue had grown up listening to the stories of Germà.

Ian raised an eyebrow.

Beyond the city on the island, the once fiery battlefield was now littered with corpses.

On one side of the battlefield, the defeated rebels were fleeing like a tidal wave, with no courage to look back.

Behind them was another army.

Dressed in neat uniforms, each chest adorned with the large "66" emblem.

Almost every soldier was well-built, and the weapons in their hands were far superior to those of the rebels. 

Even though both sides had firearms, the soldiers' guns had much longer ranges, and several volleys of gunfire had already shattered the rebel forces.

Not to mention, behind these soldiers were massive heavy cannons, positioned with the help of giant snails. The bombardment from these cannons was one of the key reasons for the rebels' retreat.

At the forefront of this army, there were several unique figures charging into battle.

They were small figures—children, wearing special battle gear, charging through the rebel ranks.

Although they appeared to be children, their strength was incredible. One kick could break an enemy's spine, and one punch could shatter their ribs.

Even more astonishing was their ability to use flames, summon lightning, release toxins, and conjure nooses.

Of course, aside from their extraordinary abilities, there was one more crucial factor for their invincibility in the midst of countless enemies—

"No! It's not working at all!!"

A rebel soldier broke down.

He fired several shots at a child charging toward him, but the bullets couldn't even penetrate the red combat suit the child was wearing.

The combat suits worn by these children were far too durable. All attacks were completely ineffective against them!

The next second.

"Haha! Spark Revolver!"

The child in the red combat suit unleashed a burst of flame from their hand. In an instant, it was pressed against the rebel soldier's face, blowing his head apart.

"Die, you scum!"

The young child spat out those brutal words.

The rebels no longer had any hope of victory.

Behind this army...

"Impressive! Truly impressive! This is the power of the Germa Kingdom! This is the power of Vinsmoke!"

The old, overweight king was now personally on the battlefield. Sitting on a servant's back, he enthusiastically patted the servant's back, with such force that even the strong servant winced in pain.

Oblivious to the servant's discomfort, the old king laughed heartily. "Your Majesty Judge! Is this the power of Vinsmoke's technology?"

In front of him stood a man wearing a helmet, with a pair of upturned mustaches on his lower face.

Hearing the king's praise, the man, Vinsmoke Judge, smiled slightly. "Germa is invincible!"

With soldiers enhanced by the bloodline factor and the weapons developed by Germa, such results were to be expected. They were the strongest army in the North Blue!

And this wasn't even their limit. His ultimate plan was to create clone soldiers using the bloodline factor technology.

At the lowest cost, they would create the strongest warriors.

He lifted his head and gazed at the battlefield, where several invincible figures moved across the field in a blur of colors.

As for his children... they were his proudest creations! With the experimental combat suits, they were powerful beyond words!

But then...

Judge lowered his gaze, looking to the side.

A young child with yellow hair cowered behind one of the soldiers, too afraid to even turn and look at the battlefield.

A flicker of darkness flashed in Judge's eyes.

All of his other three brothers had succeeded, but this one failed.

Ahead, on the battlefield.

*Whoosh—whoosh—*

The rebel commander, David, was desperately fleeing.

His army had completely collapsed. Even if it were daytime, reorganizing the troops would be impossible now, let alone at night.

Germa 66!

The legendary army actually exists!

Running—there was no other option but to escape now!

However...

"Ugh!"

A sudden sharp pain struck his back.

David was sent flying, crashing hard to the ground.

Ignoring the pain, he quickly glanced over his shoulder.

Behind him, under the moonlight, a child in a blue combat suit was grinning sinisterly as he approached. "Hey, do you want to race me?"

David gritted his teeth, flipping to his feet. He swung his battle axe down heavily toward the child.

But...

The child, with blue hair, displayed exceptional combat skill. A spinning kick sent the giant axe flying from David's grasp. Then, the child extended his hand toward David.

*Crack!*

Brilliant electric sparks erupted from the child's palm, instantly shocking David, causing him to scream in agony.

"Doflamingo, come save me!!"

On a distant high platform.

Ian stood there, watching this scene unfold.

Vinsmoke? 

It's truly a pleasure to meet him here.

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