One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

Borsalino led a team of naval soldiers and slowly set foot on the land of the Chabaoti Archipelago.

The sun shines through the dense treetops, casting dappled shadows, and the sea breeze mixed with the smell of salt blows in your face.

This archipelago is no longer unfamiliar to him.

In fact, this was the nth time he had come here this year, as if fate always closely linked him to this chaotic place.

Every time he set foot in Shampooland, Borsalino always felt an indescribable tiredness, especially when he thought about the past few times he came here, almost every time it was related to that troublesome guy Jinan.

He thought he couldn't escape the fate of meeting the other party this time, but what made him feel a little relieved was that this mission seemed to have nothing to do with Jin'an.

However, since the Five Elders had already issued the order, he knew that he could no longer be lazy and had to do his part.

Borsalino stood on a high ground, his eyes sweeping over the busy streets and bustling crowds below, but his heart was calm.

"What a hassle," he muttered to himself, a hint of boredom in his tone, "Since we're here, let's just catch some more pirates to deal with them."

Before he finished speaking, a hint of helplessness flashed across his lazy expression.

As a member of the navy, he should have been able to strike as fast as thunder in any corner of the world, but in reality, he preferred to handle everything slowly, as if everything was just a routine matter.

Shortly after Borsalino issued the order, certain areas of the Sabaody Archipelago suddenly fell into chaos.

The activities of the pirates had already attracted the attention of the navy, and at this moment, when Borsalino's team began to act, the pirates hiding in the dark were finally exposed.

The sailors struck quickly, as ruthlessly and accurately as a falcon stalking its prey.

With the sound of hurried footsteps, the hustle and bustle on the street instantly turned into panic and chaos.

Borsalino's figure flashed by like lightning, and although his lazy movements seemed to have no sense of urgency, in the eyes of the pirates, it was an inescapable disaster.

He is so fast that it is difficult to catch him. Every time he appears, he brings with him the screams of the pirates.

"what--"

As the first cry of pain rang out, more pirates let out desperate howls.

There is an invisible sense of oppression in the air of the Sabaody Archipelago. The pirates who once dominated this area now seem to have become lambs to be slaughtered.

They tried to escape and resist, but facing Borsalino's ghostly figure, all resistance was futile.

Borsalino was in no hurry to end it all. He moved slowly between the areas, as if he was patrolling his own territory.

His nonchalant attitude made the pursuit even more terrifying, because the pirates knew that the more casual their actions were, the more it showed that Borsalino didn't take them seriously at all.

As time passed, the screams of the pirates gradually became sparse and finally disappeared in the wind.

The Chabaoti Archipelago returned to a brief period of peace, as if nothing had happened.

Borsalino stood on a high ground, overlooking the entire island and sighed slightly.

"It's really troublesome..."

He murmured, and there seemed to be a hint of imperceptible boredom and fatigue in his tone.

However, he knew in his heart that this was only a short-lived peace.

The Chabaoti Archipelago has never been a true paradise. It is always full of conspiracy, betrayal and blood, and he is just a pawn in this endless game.

He turned around and slowly walked back in the direction of return, as if everything that had just happened was just a routine inspection.

With Borsalino's departure, the Chabaoti Archipelago once again became noisy and busy.

People continued with their lives, as if the chaos just now was just a brief disturbance caused by the waves.

And Borsalino's lazy figure gradually disappeared in the sea breeze, leaving only the screams of those once arrogant pirates, echoing in this land favored by fate.

Jin'an's figure was looming in the air, and with a slight "click" sound, a space door quietly opened at the edge of the Sabaody Archipelago.

He walked lightly, like a breeze, through the gap in the door and appeared in this land full of chaos and sin.

The sun was high in the sky, and the warm sunlight was shining on the ground, reflecting the remaining bloodstains. The blood had not yet completely dried up and was flashing a dark red luster.

Jin An frowned slightly and stared down at the scene below.

The ground was crisscrossed with bloodstains, as if it was a cruel painting that had just been completed. The air was filled with a strong smell of rust, which made people hold their breath.

"Wow, it looks like this place has just experienced a major cleansing."

He whispered to himself, with a hint of playful indifference in his tone.

He raised his head and looked around, and found that the streets were empty. The shops that were usually bustling were now closed, and the only sounds in the streets were whispers in the wind.

The observation Haki covered the entire island and continued to expand outward until a warship was seen leaving the Sabaody Archipelago.

Jinan knew that this place was once a paradise for criminals and fugitives.

But now, Borsalino's visit has obviously turned this paradise into hell.

"I was just looking to buy some things," Jin An continued walking forward, his eyes wandering between the closed shops, "but now it seems that the shops are still open in this situation?"

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone, but behind that helplessness, he knew that some of the merchants here would not stop doing business because of this.

Jinan's footsteps echoed in the empty streets, and every step seemed particularly clear.

He walked past closed shops with a hint of disappointment and curiosity in his eyes.

To him, the Sabaody Archipelago has always been an extremely attractive place. Not only does it have all the supplies he needs, it is also full of intelligence and transactions. However, the atmosphere today is completely different from usual.

"Sure enough, every time that guy Borsalino comes here, he makes a mess of things."

Jin An sighed softly and turned his gaze into the distance. His eyes lingered on one place briefly before he continued moving forward.

He knew that order would be restored in Shampooland soon, but the current silence made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He gently stroked his side, and a thin crack appeared in the air. It was the door leading to another space.

Jinan knew that if the shops here were closed, he could get what he needed in other ways, but he preferred to find his goal in the familiar land of Shampoo.

"Looks like we have to go somewhere else today."

Jin An finally stopped and turned to walk towards the space door.

But just as he was about to step into the door, the door of a shop on the corner suddenly made a noise, breaking the silence of the street.

Jin An smiled slightly, turned around, and a playful gleam flashed in his eyes.

He said softly, "It seems that there are still some people who have not been scared away by Borsalino."

His voice echoed in the empty street. As he took steps forward, the door of space slowly closed, and Jin An's figure walked towards the slowly opening door.

He guessed correctly. There has never been a shortage of brave people in the Chabaobab Archipelago, or rather, people who have to be brave in order to survive.

And he came here to look for these people.

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