New World, G-3 Base sea area, Dako Island.

The Blood Axe Pirates’ crew members were laughing as they loaded their plundered treasures onto the ship, the deck piled high with blood-stained Berries and jewels.

Several pirates even kicked the dying villagers at their feet, mocking, “Hey, can you scream louder? If you can still scream, we can sell you as a slave for a good price.”

A young pirate wiped the blood from his axe, looking uneasily at the distant sea.

“Captain, this is G-3’s jurisdiction, aren’t we being too arrogant…?”

“Idiot!” The Blood Axe Captain—Redeck the “Blood Axe,” with a bounty of 530 million Berries—grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.

“The Marine at G-3 are busy dealing with the Flying Sky Pirates right now, how could they have time to bother with ‘small fries’ like us?”

He patted the ship’s side, sneering, “Besides, no matter how ruthless Sakazuki is, can he be in two places at once?

Hahaha…” Before his laughter faded, a strange red light suddenly appeared on the distant coastline.

“W-what is that?!” A pirate pointed in horror at the horizon.

A crimson wave of magma surged from the sea, like a roaring beast, rushing straight towards the pirate ship!

“Meigou.” A deep, cold voice seemed to come from hell.

“Boom!!!” The giant magma hand slammed heavily onto the pirate ship, the wooden hull instantly vaporized by the high temperature, and the pirates on deck didn’t even have time to scream before turning into charred remains.

Redeck the Blood Axe barely managed to cover his entire body with Armament Haki, but he was directly flung away by the magma’s impact, crashing heavily onto the beach.

“Cough… Sa, Sakazuki?!” He struggled to look up, his pupils contracting.

The magma flowed like a living thing, Sakazuki walked step by step on the scorching lava, his coat of justice billowing in the heat, his eyes as cold as ice.

“No… wait! We just…”

“Boom!!!” The magma swallowed Redeck’s scream, his body twisting and carbonizing in the high temperature, finally turning into a charred skeleton.

Sakazuki retracted his hand, swept a cold gaze around, and after confirming there were no survivors, he turned and walked towards the shore.

On the distant sea, Gern stood at the bow of the ship, one hand in his pocket, the other tossing an apple. Seeing Sakazuki return, he grinned, “Dealt with?”

“Just small fries.” Sakazuki leaped onto the deck, his expression as if to say,

“What is this on my fist?” “I thought it was a high-ranking pirate!”

“Go tell it to my Meigou.” “We are all living our lives dutifully!”

“That’s the seventeenth.” Gern took a bite of the apple and rubbed Rear Admiral Lippo’s head beside him.

“At this rate, we’ll be able to clean up the trash in the nearby sea area within three days.”

“Not enough!” Sakazuki snorted coldly, “It’s far from enough.”

After speaking, he looked towards the distant horizon, suppressed anger burning in his eyes.

“These scumbags dare to act so brazenly in G-3’s territory, simply because they think we’ll be bound by ‘orders’.”

“So?” Gern raised an eyebrow.

“So, it’s time to let all pirates know…” Sakazuki’s fist suddenly clenched, magma dripping.

“From the moment they dare to step into the sea areas G-3 is responsible for, their lives will enter a countdown!”

Sakazuki had just finished his harsh words and hadn’t even stood firm when a white figure “whooshed” in front of him.

“Uncle Sakazuki!” Libo stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at him angrily, “You didn’t leave any survivors again?!”

Sakazuki was silent for a second, then quietly shifted his gaze: “I forgot.”

“Forgot again?!” Libo stomped her foot, her droopy ears jiggling with the movement.

“Do you know how useful those pirates’ blood is?!

Especially the high-bounty guys, the ‘Healing Carrots’ made from their blood are super—amazing!”

Sakazuki: “…”

He didn’t know? Of course, he knew.

Because the high-intensity encirclement and suppression over the past few weeks had also injured many Marine soldiers.

And the “Healing Carrots” developed by Libo through her Healing Fruit ability had almost become a life-saving artifact for the G-3 Base soldiers.

The principle was simple, but the effect was astonishing.

Libo, as a Healing Fruit user, could extract a portion of blood from a person’s body through touch.

And use the power of the Healing Fruit to condense it into the shape of a carrot.

These “Healing Carrots” could not only quickly stop bleeding but also accelerate wound healing and even relieve fatigue.

And the most outrageous thing was, the stronger the blood owner’s physique, the better the healing effect.

Conversely, those pirates whose blood was extracted would permanently lose their life limit.

And the more significant the healing effect of the carrot, the more fatal the life deprivation for the blood donor.

Some extremely vicious pirates would even die on the spot after having a premium Healing Carrot extracted.

Therefore, every time pirates were encircled, Libo would eagerly wait for Sakazuki or Gern to leave a few survivors so she could “stock up on blood.”

Unfortunately, Sakazuki’s “Meigou” never left a complete corpse.

“Never mind, never mind!” Libo sighed, pulled out a bright red carrot from her pocket, and put it into Sakazuki’s hand.

“Here, this is made from the blood of that giant fighter from yesterday, the effect should be good… Next time, remember to leave survivors!”

Sakazuki looked down at the carrot cookie in his palm, was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke: “Thank you.”

Libo blinked, not expecting this cold-faced uncle to actually say thank you, and immediately smiled, her eyes curving into crescent moons: “You’re welcome! Remember to eat it, it’s good for your body!”

After speaking, she skipped towards the injured area, her droopy ears swaying softly in the sunlight.

“Haha, how about my Warrant Officer? You acknowledge her now, right!” Gern nudged Sakazuki with his elbow and laughed.

Looking at Gern’s smile, Sakazuki glanced at Libo’s retreating figure, then quietly put the carrot cookie into his mouth.

…Surprisingly sweet.

“She can be called an ally of justice, especially her methods against pirates, hmm… very talented!”

…

A corner of the warship deck, the injured area.

A dozen injured Marine soldiers leaned on makeshift stretchers, some with broken ribs, some cut by pirate swords, and some even poisoned.

But at this moment, there was no pain on their faces; instead, they wore expressions of anticipation.

Because Libo had arrived.

“Line up, line up~ One for everyone, no pushing!” Libo was like a little nurse distributing candy, holding a basket of freshly made “Healing Carrots” and putting one into each injured soldier’s hand.

“Rear Admiral Lippo, what flavor is it this time?” A young soldier asked with a grin.

“Hmm… It’s the blood of the ‘Iron Wall’ Pirate Captain from yesterday!” Libo puffed out her chest proudly.

“That guy’s Armament Haki was very strong, so the effect should be super… amazing!”

The soldiers immediately cheered, eagerly gnawing on the carrots.

And in the corner, a group of handcuffed pirate captives shivered.

He was one of the few survivors “specially” left by Gern, and at this moment, he watched in horror as Libo walked towards him with a smile.

“Don’t, don’t come over! You rabbit, don’t come over!” The pirate desperately shrank back.

“You said I was cute the first time we met!” Libo squatted in front of him, her smile sweet.

“Don’t worry, this time I’ll only draw a little blood~ It won’t hurt!”

Pirate: “Damn it, it reduces my life limit!”

Five minutes later, Libo left, satisfied, holding a large basket of Healing Carrots.

And the pirate slumped to the ground, his face pale and aged, muttering, “Demon… That rabbit is a demon…”

Not far away, Gern leaned against the ship’s rail, having witnessed the entire scene, and couldn’t help but laugh aloud.

The contrast between cuteness and terror is indeed the most deadly.