One Piece: With Sign-in System

After firing the silver bullet that ended Doflamingo's life, Ron's heart remained as calm as still water.

Ever since that fateful day when he had first sensed Doflamingo's unabashed malice, Ron—labeled by Momonga as someone who never let go of grudges—had envisioned this moment countless times in his mind.

Yet now that it had come to pass, with Doflamingo truly dead by his hand, Ron felt… nothing.

"So, this is all there was to you, Doflamingo," he thought, his expression impassive.

In stark contrast, Ain was visibly emotional. Her eyes glistened with tears as she whispered, "He's dead… we've finally avenged them."

Zephyr let out a deep sigh, his weathered face softening slightly. "At last… those who fell by his hand can finally rest in peace."

"Definitely!" Ain nodded firmly, wiping the tears from her eyes.

Ron released the silver revolver in his hand, letting it fall into a ripple-like void that materialized before him, vanishing without a trace.

Zephyr turned to Ron, his gaze steady. "Kid, Doflamingo is dead. It's time for you to head back."

"Kizaru and Aokiji won't be shaken off so easily. Chances are, they're already on their way here. You'd best leave Dressrosa and rejoin your companions as soon as possible."

"And what about you two?" Ron asked.

"Don't worry about us," Zephyr replied, stepping beside him to watch the distant ruins of Dressrosa. "The Donquixote family may be destroyed, but their remnants are still out there. We'll stay here for a while longer to clean up the mess."

Ron nodded slightly. "I understand. I'll leave first, then. Until we meet again on the open sea."

As his body began to float upward, Ain hurriedly pulled two pieces of Vivre Card from her coat and handed them to him. "Ron, take these."

"Vivre Cards?" Ron asked, tilting his head.

"Yes," Ain said with a soft smile. "They're mine and Zephyr's. If you ever need to find us, just follow these."

"Understood." Ron accepted them, tucking the cards away.

Before Ron could leave, Zephyr's voice rang out again, steady and commanding.

"With Doflamingo dead and the Donquixote family obliterated, the New World will soon descend into chaos. And you, kid, are at the very center of this storm."

He continued, his tone grave. "The Marines, led by Kizaru and Aokiji, have already made the New World a perilous place for you. If the Four Emperors or other forces start targeting you as well, there won't be anywhere safe—not on the sea, not in the skies."

"You might be able to protect yourself, but what about your companions? If you don't plan on leaving the New World, you should find a place to lay low for a while. Stop stirring up trouble. Drawing too much attention before you're ready for it is a recipe for disaster."

Before Zephyr could finish, Ron had already begun to ascend, his voice echoing from above.

"Don't worry, Zephyr. I'll give your advice some thought. And if there comes a day when you're tired of running your Marine Guerrilla, I'd be happy to welcome you and Ain aboard my ship."

"Hah! That brat actually wants me as his crew member?" Zephyr laughed, shaking his head as he watched the black-haired youth disappear into the horizon.

"That doesn't sound so bad, does it?" Ain said, her face glowing with a warm smile.

Zephyr grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth. "Maybe not."

A gentle breeze swept through the air, carrying flowers and petals high into the sky.

On the streets of Dressrosa, countless people reunited with their loved ones. Tears of joy flowed freely as they embraced, overwhelmed with happiness.

In this moment of tears and laughter, Dressrosa was reborn.

For years to come, this island, once known as the "Land of Love and Passion," would gain a new, unofficial title: The Land of the Traveler's Praise.

…

As Dressrosa celebrated its rebirth and reunions—

Whoosh!

A streak of black light tore through the clouds, speeding away from the island, heading toward a distant horizon over the sea.

Not long after, several Marine warships approached Dressrosa.

…

Meanwhile, in another part of the New World, a large ship bearing the Jolly Roger of the Big Mom Pirates floated in the middle of the ocean.

Standing on the deck was Charlotte Cracker, one of Big Mom's top officers and one of the Sweet Commanders. Holding a telescope, he gazed upward toward the sky.

"That's the Traveler Ron's ship?" he muttered.

"And the one attacking it… that's King of the Beasts Pirates? Why is he targeting that guy?" Cracker's brows furrowed in confusion as he observed the scene.

"When did Traveler Ron manage to provoke Kaido?"

…

Ten thousand meters above the sea.

On the Traveler, a ferocious battle raged.

King, the Beasts Pirates' All-Star known as Wildfire, had already shattered the ship's laser shield. Wielding a massive katana, he hovered in the air above the floating ship, flames roaring around his body as he unleashed relentless, fiery attacks.

The ship's hull was ablaze in several places, with large sections broken and charred. Over 40% of the Traveler had been damaged—destruction unlike anything the ship had faced before.

"Iron Thorns!"

With a shout, Conis summoned a massive vine of iron thorns, which coiled and lunged toward King.

Yet, King didn't dodge or block. He let the enormous vine strike him directly, the sharp iron spikes crashing against the Armament Haki hardening his skin. The impact produced a series of metallic clangs, but it didn't leave so much as a scratch.

Conis paled but quickly controlled the vines to wrap around King's body, binding him tightly.

"Now!" she shouted.

Kuina sprang into action, stepping forward with a determined gleam in her eyes.

"Two-Sword Style… Crescent Moon!"

Her dual blades gleamed as she leapt into the air, slashing toward King with two crescent-shaped, azure slashes that crossed paths mid-flight.

"Pathetic."

King's voice was cold as he spread his arms, effortlessly tearing apart the iron vines that bound him.

His blackened arms, wrapped in Armament Haki, crossed in front of him as Kuina's blades struck.

Clang!

A piercing metallic sound echoed as her blades clashed against his arms.

The force of the impact sent a powerful shockwave up Kuina's arms, splitting her palms and causing blood to drip from her grip.

Her eyes widened in shock as King, using nothing but his Haki-infused arms, had completely stopped her attack.

No matter how much force she applied, her blades couldn't pierce his defense. It was like trying to cut through an unyielding wall of steel.

"You haven't even reached the level of a master swordsman," King said with disdain. "How do you expect to cut my skin?"

From the side, a green blur suddenly appeared.

"Eight-Impact Fist!"

Kung Fu Dugong Enzo struck with his Haki-coated fist, aiming a powerful blow at King's side.

King didn't move or evade, letting the punch land squarely on him.

Bang!

The attack collided with King's body, but it felt like punching an immovable wall of iron. The force and shockwave dissipated without leaving a mark.

King glanced at Enzo dismissively. "What's this? A little scratching post for me?"

Enzo's pupils shrank in fear.

Before he could react, King swung his fist casually. Even though Enzo quickly moved to block, the blow was devastating, sending him hurtling downward like a cannonball.

Boom!

Enzo crashed heavily onto the Traveler, his small frame creating a sizable dent in the already-damaged deck.

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