Anime Girls are Moist

Chapter 1171 - 1,170: World Changes, Everything Starts Anew!

Marine Headquarters, Marineford.

The atmosphere inside the Fleet Admiral's hall was heavy. Sengoku gripped the battle report in his hand so hard his knuckles turned white, then crushed it in the next second.

The crisp crack of paper breaking rang out. Beside him, Garp, who had just been about to shove a rice cracker into his mouth, froze mid-motion.

Kizaru, Akainu, and Aokiji all rose from their seats almost at the same time, their eyes snapping toward the world map on the wall, now completely redrawn. Their faces were filled with disbelief.

They had fought across the seas for years. At a glance, they understood the meaning behind this upheaval that had reshaped heaven and earth.

The Navy, which had ruled the seas for centuries, no longer had to split up its forces to garrison countless scattered islands.

Nor would they have to cross endless oceans, wearing themselves out chasing pirates fleeing in every direction.

On this fully connected supercontinent, the Navy's defensive lines could finally become one unbroken whole. At last, the power of order had a chance to reach every inch of the world.

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On the deck of the Moby Dick, Whitebeard, Edward Newgate, paused slightly with his massive hand gripping his bisento.

The surging sea beneath his feet was receding at a speed visible to the naked eye. The enormous pirate ship settled steadily onto solid ground, coming to a stable stop on flat land.

He was stunned for a moment, then threw back his head and burst into booming laughter.

His deep laugh shook the air around him and echoed across the entire ship. "Gurararara! Interesting! Now this is interesting!"

"This era is about to change completely!"

The crew of the Whitebeard Pirates looked at one another, then down at the unmoving land beneath their feet, their hearts full of shock.

On a small boat,

Luffy's eyes widened into circles. With an excited leap, he sprang to the top of the mast.

Staring at the endless, unbroken stretch of land, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "That's amazing!! This is way too amazing!!"

"I'm definitely gonna find the guy who did all this and fight him!"

Zoro tightened his grip on the Wado Ichimonji at his waist. As he sensed the world's terrain being completely remade, his expression turned solemn, but deep down, a trace of relief rose in his heart.

From now on, there would be no more vast oceans they had to cross, no more geographical barriers that could stop them from reaching anywhere they wanted to go.

Sanji frowned around the cigarette in his mouth, lost in thought, while Usopp stood there with his mouth hanging open, unable to say a word for a long while.

And as the entire world's landmass fused into one, a profession that had endured for centuries lost the very soil it needed to survive.

That profession was piracy.

The reason pirates had been able to run rampant across this world was rooted in its star-scattered islands and divided seas.

Pirates sailed their ships through the boundless oceans, drifting from place to place, using remote islands as bases, plundering passing merchant vessels, then vanishing to another location the moment they struck.

No matter how powerful the Navy's forces were, it was impossible for them to cast an all-encompassing net across thousands upon thousands of islands. Pirates could always find somewhere to hide.

But now, the world had become one complete supercontinent, and the seas had retreated to the edges of the land.

The crisscrossing sea routes had all become flat roads over land.

Pirate ships were reduced to useless scrap metal. There were no longer any isolated islands to hide on, nor any sea-borne merchant convoys left to raid.

All people, towns, and kingdoms were now connected. The power of order could travel along land routes and reach any corner of the world.

A pirate who stole wealth could no longer flee into the sea or disappear onto some lonely island. They could only be hunted across endless plains, with nowhere left to run.

The great pirate crews that once shook the seas now either stood in confusion aboard their grounded ships, or stared at the connected continent before them, completely stripped of the confidence they once had while ruling the oceans.

Rei Ao, the one who had caused this world-shaking transformation, had not lifted so much as a finger from beginning to end.

With a single thought, he had erased the breeding ground of piracy at its root.

But even so, he did not decide the world's final outcome for it.

Suspended high in the sky, Rei Ao's robes fluttered without wind as he calmly looked down upon the world below.

He understood clearly that the disappearance of pirates did not mean peace would arrive on its own.

The conflicts between kingdoms, the staggering gap between rich and poor, the fierce clash between freedom and shackles—all of it was still there.

All he had done was level the world's geographical divisions, shatter the barriers that kept people apart, and create a unified, whole stage for this land.

True peace and unity would still have to be forged step by step by the people of this world themselves.

The Revolutionary Army led by Dragon had surely already seen the shape of this new world.

With the Four Seas no longer cut off from one another, the sparks of revolution could spread by land, reaching every corner of the supercontinent at an unprecedented speed.

After doing all this, Rei Ao slowly lowered his gaze toward the oceans at the edges of the continent.

He could clearly sense that the sea level of this world was rising year after year, slowly but irreversibly.

The threat of submergence, the catastrophe awaiting low-lying islands, even the hidden danger of the great flood that had nearly drowned the world during the Void Century—all of it lay within these ever-rising waters.

So Rei Ao had a second thought.

Still silent. Still irresistible.

In that instant, the sea level of the entire world of pirates was completely locked in place.

The polar ice caps stopped melting. The total volume of seawater was fixed at its current level. Tectonic and geological activity became completely stable.

Every hidden danger that could trigger tsunamis or cause the sea level to rise was erased by him.

At the docks of Water 7, Mayor Iceburg had been staring worriedly at the waterline that had risen year after year.

The moment his fingertips touched the seawater, he froze.

The water level, which had been rising without pause for decades, had completely stopped. There was not even the slightest fluctuation.

Iceburg suddenly lifted his head toward the heavens, his eyes filled with shock and relief.

The disaster that had threatened to destroy Water 7 for over a century had been casually resolved in a single moment by the being who had remade the world.

Countless people living by the sea, who had spent every day worrying that their homes would be swallowed by the water, also felt the newfound stillness of the ocean at that very moment.

Villages that had fought against the rising sea level for generations, tribes that had been forced to migrate again and again to escape floods, no longer had to live beneath the shadow of an apocalyptic disaster.

High above the sky, Rei Ao looked down at the teeming lives below as they began to stir and gradually adapt to this new world, his expression not wavering in the slightest.

He left behind no words. He accepted no worship from anyone. Nor did he interfere with where this world would go next.

With nothing more than a single thought, he had reshaped the structure of heaven and earth, erased the greatest catastrophe, and given this world a brand-new beginning.

And then, his figure slowly faded into the wind.

All that remained was this utterly transformed supercontinent, and a world of pirates standing on the brink of a completely new era.