As the smoke cleared, the crew realized the horrifying truth: this wasn't just a fight; it was a demonstration of absolute, overwhelming force. The Navy's new fighting weapons had arrived, and the era of the rookie pirate was being systematically erased.
"It’s just like Kuma," Usopp stammered, his legs shaking as the ground beneath them scorched from a near-miss. "But it can't be... he's a Warlord!"
Luffy didn't wait for an explanation. With a roar of "Gear Second," he vanished into a blur of steam and speed, slamming a Jet Pistol into the cyborg's chest. The impact sounded like a cannonball hitting a mountain. The Pacifista didn't even stumble. Instead, its eyes flashed a clinical red, calculating trajectories with cold, mathematical precision.
"Diable Jambe!" Sanji spun, his leg igniting in a swirl of friction and flame, while Zoro unleashed a three-sword style whirlwind. The combined assault forced the giant back, its metal skin glowing cherry-red from the heat, but the counterattack was instantaneous. A golden beam of light—the very same power used by Admiral Kizaru—erupted from the Pacifista’s mouth, vaporizing a massive mangrove tree behind them in a deafening explosion.