One Piece: Lazy Admiral with a Multiverse System

A sharp hum echoed as Hina didn't even flinch at the deadly arc of Weevil's glaive. Her feet lightly pushed off the deck, and with a sound like thunder tearing through the air, she shot forward like lightning, her body wrapped in a glow that seemed to crackle with electricity. Fast. Precise. Ruthless. In a blink, she was upon him.

Weevil instinctively swung his glaive, only to realize his entire body had been bound by dark chains. He couldn't even twitch. Hina's Black Cage. Famous enough back in the first half of the Grand Line, though here in the New World? Few had even heard of her name.

"Devil Fruit power!" Miss Bakkin hissed, glaring at the chains, unable to believe that such a small-time Marine could actually restrain them.

"Captain Hina is amazing!" The Marines burst out, faces full of excitement. "She can capture pirates even in the New World!" "So this guy was all bark after all!" "Didn't think he'd get caught so easily!"

They'd sailed here prepared to die, yet their captain had managed to shine in this unfamiliar sea. It felt like proof — maybe the New World wasn't as terrifying as they'd thought.

Kizaru narrowed his eyes. "That technique…" He'd never seen anything like it at sea. Not only did it boost speed, but that crackling lightning around her — it clearly wasn't ordinary. No doubt some private skill Noah had passed down to his subordinate.

"Just a little invention," Noah said casually, as if it were nothing. After all, techniques like Thunder Breathing were really just ways to enhance the body and sword strikes. In a world like this, where even the average pirate had monstrous physicality, it was barely more than a support tool.

Kizaru smirked. "You could trade something like that for military merit. The contribution to the Marines would be huge." He definitely wasn't going to pretend he hadn't seen it — this was something he'd be reporting straight to the Fleet Admiral.

At those words, Doflamingo's ears perked up. A technique like that could boost his family's strength too. With it, he could raise a small army of capable fighters. He had to find a way to get it from the Marines.

"Then write me a report," Noah said with a grin. "Make two copies while you're at it — I've got more where that came from." Honestly, he had no problem handing this kind of thing over. It couldn't create true monsters — just a bunch of decent mid-tier fighters at best.

Kizaru scratched his head, realizing he'd just dug himself a hole. But before he could respond, the battlefield shifted.

Hina's Black Cage, the technique she was so proud of, was starting to snap apart.

Weevil's muscles bulged, his body trembling as raw power surged through him. His killing intent radiated in every direction, the chains around him quivering like they might shatter at any moment. Cracks spread across the deck beneath his feet as if the ship itself couldn't bear his strength.

"He's breaking out of the Black Cage!" The Marines froze in shock. "No way — no one's ever escaped it before!" "Is that even human strength?" "It's like he's tilting the entire ship!"

Before they could react, Weevil roared and tore the chains apart. Hina's face turned pale — the move she had always trusted, the one that was a nightmare for pirates in the first half of the Grand Line, had been torn to pieces like it was nothing. In this sea, apparently, even random enemies could do that.

"Idiot son, free me!" Bakkin shouted, and Weevil obeyed instantly, planting his glaive into the deck and snapping her chains like twigs.

Bakkin hit the deck, lifting her cane toward Hina. "Kill her!" she screeched.

Weevil charged, fury in his eyes. That Marine had dared to humiliate him — now, all he wanted was to cut her down.

"Strong, I'll give him that," Hina muttered, forming a black spear in her hands, determined to block the attack. But as Weevil's glaive came crashing down, the sheer force of it sent cracks spiderwebbing across the deck, the ship groaning under the strain.

Hina's body buckled. Her spear held barely thanks to her Devil Fruit, but Weevil didn't stop. He kicked her hard in the gut, sending her flying like a cannonball toward Noah's position.

Doflamingo hesitated, wanting to dodge, but neither Noah nor Kizaru moved an inch. If he tried to avoid it, he'd just embarrass himself.

"See the difference now?" Noah said with a small laugh, raising his hand. From the deck, saplings sprouted, growing at impossible speed into thick, leafy trees that cushioned Hina's fall, sparing her from further harm.

Doflamingo's eyes gleamed. So Noah was a Devil Fruit user after all, and that ability to grow trees at will, with such precision and control, was no small thing.

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