Lightning crackled in black and crimson around the clenched fist, radiating a dazzling brilliance!
It outshone the sun above, even overpowering Zeus's electric light!
This was no longer the past.
Now that Klein had mastered Conqueror's Coating, the power in his fist was already close to 80-90% of Garp's peak strength.
With a punch, thunder roared. Blue lightning and red lightning intertwined, forming a massive net that blanketed the sky.
The sheer force of Fistbone: Impact tore through everything, hammering Zeus until he warped in shape.
Charlotte Linlin was sent flying like a fired cannonball, exploding on impact with a thunderous bang, smoke and dust erupting.
"Sure, beating your own wife isn't a good habit," Klein said, unmoving, standing proudly. "But this child bride of mine still needs a bit of discipline."
He had no intention of pursuing. His goal was simply to smack Linlin out of her rampage.
He murmured, "When she's starving, she can toss a Giant Elder to his death... even devour other children and nuns at Lamb's House like it's nothing..."
"She has to be properly trained—to control her power, her mind, and unlock her potential!"
Klein didn't have his eye on Linlin just because of her future devastating beauty.
With such overwhelming combat strength, she had to shoulder the responsibility of battle.
The smoke parted as Prometheus lunged forward, grinning arrogantly, transforming into a towering pillar of flame.
"Fire everywhere, huh? But handling flames isn't just a woman's business. Time you learned what it means to be a father beating his son!" Klein instantly pulled out a scroll.
On it read: S-Class Ninjutsu: Magma Grand Eruption!
The scroll unfurled, floating mid-air. From it flew a gargantuan magma fist, as large as a mountain!
Molten magma blazing with scarlet light lit up the entire sky. The air was thick with the stench of sulfur.
The surrounding temperature skyrocketed.
The magma fist slammed into Prometheus, instantly extinguishing his flames.
"Mama—!! Help me!!" Prometheus let out a terrified shriek.
But before Charlotte Linlin could come to his aid, he was reduced to ashes in an instant.
The magma mountain crashed into the ground, sending tremors through the earth. Splintered magma erupted like fireworks in every direction.
Os's face was bathed in magma light. "That was a scroll!!"
"How can a scroll unleash magma!?"
His worldview had been shattered.
'This guy... is Klein a Devil Fruit user?'
"I knew it!" Gloriosa's face was full of shock. "Back on the ship, Klein wasn't acting randomly—he must be a fruit user!"
Her gem-like eyes trembled. Even her voice quivered. "He's already so strong, and he's a Devil Fruit user too? Is there any hope of surpassing him in this life!?"
"Huff—" Shakky exhaled smoke. Even her hand holding the cigarette trembled.
"Last time... I think Klein sealed his power inside a scroll to make it easier to use in combat…" Newest update provıded by 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥
"If even magma can be sealed... his combat strength is beyond imagination!"
A tidal wave surged in her heart, wave after crashing wave of shock.
Swordsmanship, a Devil Fruit, Rokushiki—Klein had it all.
The scorching magma raised everyone's body temperature. Beads of sweat formed on everyone's faces.
Klein's Grand Eruption was devastating, but it wasn't enough to stop the rampaging, berserk Linlin.
She came charging, shattering the ground underfoot, throwing wild punches with no technique—just raw destructive strength and howling wind.
Klein's figure weaved and drifted like a tiny boat on a stormy sea, dodging every blow with graceful ease.
Her fists pounded the ground like rain, quaking the earth, sending rocks flying and smoke swirling.
"Other than talent and raw power..." Klein muttered casually as he strolled through the storm of blows, "everything else is a mess. She's only eight—her combat ability is still far too green."
Not that he looked down on her—at that age, she was leagues behind.
Klein leapt three meters into the air, Haki flowing over his fist. It was the flowing kind—Ryuo, the advanced form of Armament Haki.
His fist slammed into Linlin's round belly. It sank deep into her fat, sending ripples through her skin and blasting her away.
"Oww—!" Linlin let out a shriek. For the first time in her life, she felt pain.
Though her eyes briefly cleared, they were still flooded with red rage.
She scrambled up and charged again.
Klein punched her over and over, tossing her around like a rag doll.
"No technique at all…"
"I'll have to teach my wife some combat skills. With her talent... tsk tsk... she'll be living easy in the pirate world in no time!"
Blown away again and again, even Ryuo could cause pain to someone like Linlin—nicknamed the "Iron Balloon."
Of course Klein held back. This was his future wife, after all. Gotta go easy.
Meanwhile, Zeus had turned into a little wizard, interfering from afar. After witnessing Prometheus's demise, he was terrified.
As a Homie, without Linlin's control, he had barely any power.
Seeing Charlotte Linlin getting wrecked, Os couldn't help but gape. "She's really only eight!?"
"Even after getting sent flying all those times by Mr. Klein, she's still full of fight!"
The thought made his scalp tingle.
If he took one punch from Klein, he'd probably die or be crippled.
Gloriosa gently stroked her pet snake, trying to calm its anxious trembling.
"She really is something else… No wonder Vice Admiral Crotto warned us—her body can even withstand Haki attacks. Terrifying."
Below the ship, the ground was littered with cigarette butts. The culprit, Shakky, had another one hanging from her lips—it seemed like she never took them out except to sleep.
Exhaling smoke, her expression turned serious. "There are too many strong people in the New World. We need to train harder, master all of Rokushiki, and improve our strength as soon as possible."
She understood now. This dangerous sea was nothing like Amazon Lily.
Even though she and Gloriosa were the strongest women from Amazon Lily…
There were countless people stronger than them.
Stars flickered in Shakky's eyes. Suddenly, her lips curved into a smile.
"Isn't there a perfect teacher standing right in front of us?"