One Piece: My Crew is from Other World-Chapter 100 – To the Rescue!

Chapter 100 – To the Rescue!

As the man was instantly killed by Ace, shock rippled through the surrounding crowd.

Though the man hadn't been the strongest among them, he wielded the Flame Resistance a natural counter to Ace's own flames. Yet even with that advantage, Ace had obliterated him in a single blow.

That was a terrifying statement of power.

Even Dave, in the middle of battle with Marco, was so stunned that he nearly took a direct hit.

"What the hell!?" he growled, retreating dozens of meters. His eyes locked onto Ace, whose body now burned with a mix of blue and white flames. "When did the second division captain become this strong?"

He had kept close tabs on the Whitebeard Pirates. There had never been any report of Ace wielding flames this intense—so powerful that even Fire Fur couldn't defend against them.

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"You've already lost."

Marco's voice rang out, calm and steady now. "Give up. Let the Whitebeard Pirates deal with you."

For the first time, there was a glimmer of ease in Marco's expression. Ace's breakthrough had shifted the tide.

But Dave only laughed.

"Lost?" His shoulders shook as his grin twisted into a snarl. "Hehehe... hahaha... Marco, you sure know how to joke."

"Since you think you've won—let me drag you all into despair!"

He threw his arms wide.

"Liberation!"

As the word rang out, the atmosphere changed instantly. Everyone on Dave's side began to transform. A powerful, unnatural aura surged from their bodies.

"What the hell...?" Ryuunosuke narrowed his eyes, watching from the distance.

"Looks like some kind of enhancement tech,"

Whitebeard said grimly. "Could be something developed by a scientific research unit."

"You mean... Vegapunk?"

Ryuunosuke chuckled. "Uncle Whitebeard, things are getting spicy up front. Want us to jump in?"

He had noticed something odd about the enemy's ship—there were no markings, but the design was unmistakable. It was from the same place Chrollo had returned from.

These weren't random pirates. They might've been sent to hunt down the Dragon Hunter Pirates... or maybe they planned to deal with Whitebeard first and then come after them.

Either way, Ryuunosuke felt involved. And judging by the eagerness burning in Chrollo and the others, they felt the same.

"No need," Whitebeard replied, calm as ever.

"Let's see how long they can hold out. If things get bad, then step in."

He looked Ryuunosuke in the eye.

"I've always been curious... what kind of power does the captain of the Dragon Hunter Pirates really hold?"

To Whitebeard, Ryuunosuke reminded him of someone—not just Gold Roger, but a version of Roger that could've overwhelmed even him in his youth. Had Ryuunosuke existed back then, perhaps there would have been no Pirate King.

Now, this young captain had become the nightmare of both pirates and the Navy.

"Got it," Ryuunosuke said with a small grin, then sat cross-legged on the deck.

"Uncle Whitebeard, don't forget what Ace gave you. You can use it now—don't worry, he's not weak anymore."

"Besides... we're all watching."

Despite his laid-back tone, his eyes never left the battlefield. He was deeply interested. Nothing Vegapunk created was useless, and if these people had already been giving the Whitebeard Pirates trouble, their upgraded forms would be even worse.

Could Marco and the others really handle them?

BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!

A massive tremor erupted from the island ahead.

Dave's body had transformed. His long sword fused entirely with his arm, turning his right hand into a gleaming blade wrapped in Armament Haki. His other hand morphed into a massive cannon barrel, and his skin had turned a sinister dark red.

"Like Luffy... is he burning through his life force?" Ryuunosuke muttered.

"This kind of enemy isn't good..."

Marco had likely never faced anything like this. And Dave was the type to seize any opportunity with brutal efficiency. If Marco made even the slightest mistake, he wouldn't walk away.

"Get ready."

Ryuunosuke stood. His voice became firm.

"If anyone falls behind, step in and help."

"I'll deal with the guy fighting Marco."

With that, he vanished from the deck in a blur.

"Finally... time to fight."

Chrollo grinned, his tone deadly. Machi followed close behind, disappearing alongside him.

"Now this is my kind of battle!" Najenda smirked. "Akame, begin."

She summoned Susanoo, and the rest—Kuina, Hawkins, and the others—charged forward as well.

From the rear, Whitebeard chuckled deeply.

"The Dragon Hunter Pirates... not bad. Every one of those little brats has potential."

"Especially Ryuunosuke—Ace's big brother."

He looked down at the small vial Ace had given him earlier. The single drop of emerald green liquid radiated a warmth that mended his old injuries just from holding it.

What would happen if he used it?

Still, he didn't take it. Ace had said it belonged to Ryuunosuke.

And Whitebeard respected that.

He'd wait until Ryuunosuke returned, so he could use it in front of everyone—showing proper respect to the man it came from.

By that time, Ryuunosuke had already appeared beside Marco.

Marco was breathing heavily. His regeneration had helped, but his stamina was flagging after a long night of fighting.

And Dave had noticed.

"Time to die, birdbrain!!"

Dave roared, swinging his massive cannon-fist down like a meteor.

The ground exploded. Dust and smoke swallowed the battlefield.

"Hehehe..."

Dave stood over the wreckage, shoulders shaking. "I got you, Phoenix Marco. You're nothing but fried chicken now!"

He could barely contain his laughter.

After all these years... he finally had his revenge.

But then, a lazy voice called out from behind him.

"Yo... what's with the shakes? You having a seizure?"

"If so, shouldn't you be resting at home instead of running around bombing people?"

Dave froze, eyes wide.

"Y-You—"

BANG!

Before he could finish, a punch slammed into his gut and sent him flying. He crashed through the air—right into the arms of Tsukuyomi, who had been waiting.

"Ryuunosuke of the Dragon Hunter Pirates."

He walked forward slowly, eyes cold.

"Be honored... that you'll die by my hand."

Before Dave could react, His sword flashed through the air—piercing clean through his body.

His Armament Haki may as well have been paper.

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