One Piece : Glory To The Fleet Admiral

Chapter 501 501: A World Transformed!

As soon as Orion finished speaking, all the massive screens worldwide showing Egghead Island—whether the open-air screens on Sabaody Archipelago, the broadcast screens at various Marine branches, or the media broadcast setups across the globe—were simultaneously taken over by an irresistible force.

After a flicker of static, a new image clearly appeared before billions of viewers.

The screen showed Loguetown Square and Orion standing with his hands behind his back.

The moment his face came into focus, the entire world fell silent.

The cheers of tens of thousands of fervent citizens in Loguetown Square abruptly ceased.

All eyes converged on that solitary figure.

Merely by standing there, he seemed to be the center of the world.

Orion picked up the Den Den Mushi prepared by Vegapunk.

After facing the camera for several seconds, he spoke calmly.

"To all viewers watching this broadcast, good morning. My name is Orion, former Fleet Admiral of the Marines."

"It has been a year since I last stood so formally before a live broadcast camera. During this time, as the Fleet Admiral of Headquarters, I have led the heroic Navy to eradicate the Four Emperors entrenched in the New World, along with all so-called renowned pirate forces!"

"Yet even so, numerous pirate factions still infest the seas!"

"Today's Thousand-Ship Patrol demonstration is precisely to intimidate these lawless pirates, as well as other petty scoundrels aspiring to become pirates, and to create an orderly and peaceful new era for the people of the world!"

"Now, let us welcome the Navy of the new era, take the stage!"

As Orion's voice faded, the live broadcast worldwide immediately cut to a scene of overwhelming visual impact, unveiling itself before everyone's eyes.

The camera revealed the sea surrounding Egghead Island, where a thousand warships were deployed across the water's surface.

Their hulls reflected glimmers of light, stretching densely to the horizon.

Three hundred thousand naval soldiers stood in formation on their respective ships, their dark masses casting a solemn and imposing atmosphere over the entire sea.

As the sea breeze swept past the flags, the golden characters for "Navy" shone brilliantly under the sunlight.

For several minutes, the footage held the world in a stunned silence.

Every viewer, including the naval soldiers themselves, felt goosebumps rise at the sheer impact of the scene.

Before anyone could recover from the awe of the thousand-ship formation, the camera abruptly shifted to Dr. Vegapunk, clad in a white lab coat, who immediately appeared on screen.

Without looking up at the lens, Vegapunk stood before a console, issuing commands in an orderly manner:

"Initiate charging for the Raijin Laser System."

"All Split Mecha—no, all Transformers, stand by."

"Begin preheating the propulsion engines..."

After delivering over a dozen commands in succession, Vegapunk let out a long sigh of relief and decisively waved his hand.

"Commence the Thousand-Ship Patrol demonstration!"

As soon as Vegapunk gave the order, the screen cut back to the waters off Egghead Island.

Simultaneously, white exhaust streams erupted from the propulsion systems on both sides of the thousand warships, and the fleet began advancing in a wave-like rhythm.

As the first row of ships accelerated, churning up waves several meters high, the second fleet immediately followed suit, the overlapping surges forming towering walls of water—a breathtaking spectacle.

"Pacifistas, deploy!"

Once the thousand ships were in motion, Vegapunk's next command echoed through the broadcast.

"Prepare to demonstrate firepower."

In response, hatches opened almost simultaneously on one side of each warship's deck.

One by one, Pacifistas ascended via elevators, revealing themselves to the world.

With five Pacifistas per ship, five thousand units emerged onto the decks.

Almost in unison, the commanders of each vessel announced, "Begin firepower demonstration!"

"Energy charge at 80%!"

"Energy charge at 90%!"

"Energy charge at 100%! Fire!"

Five thousand Raijin Lasers shot into the sky simultaneously, their beams intertwining mid-air.

Blue-white lightning danced among them, ultimately forming two massive, dazzling characters.

"Peace."

The characters hovered for over ten seconds, their electric arcs flickering incessantly and tinting the surrounding clouds gold.

The sudden display of firepower elicited gasps of astonishment from viewers worldwide.

"What kind of technology is this?"

"Combining laser cannons with lightning? These Pacifistas are incredible!"

"So impressive! With such advanced tech, the Navy's patrols will be unstoppable! Haha, I can almost see the pirates' doom!"

"Tremble, you damned pirates!"

"Long live the Navy!"

"Long live justice!"

Just then, Vegapunk's voice resonated once more through the live broadcast.

"Next, we will demonstrate the core technology of this patrol—the Transformers, equipped with the powers of the Goro Goro no Mi, the Pika Pika no Mi, and the Bara Bara no Mi!"

"Transformers?"

"What new cutting-edge tech is this?!"

"Dr. Vegapunk truly lives up to being the world's greatest mind—to extract and fuse three Devil Fruit abilities together is absolutely incredible!"

Amidst waves of astonishment echoing across the globe, five thousand Transformers materialized almost simultaneously on the decks of a thousand warships.

Standing five meters tall with blue-and-white coatings and golden patterns flowing across their surfaces, each mech bore a serial number engraved on its chest.

"Scatter Mode, activate!"

At the commanders' orders, the Transformers abruptly disassembled—chests, limbs, heads, backs, and all components separated from their main bodies, transforming into independent small units.

Each Transformer split into over thirty modules.

In the blink of an eye, five thousand Transformers became 150,000-160,000 units, swarming across the sky like locusts.

Some modules took dragonfly forms for high-speed reconnaissance, others transformed into artillery turrets hovering mid-air.

The diverse modules blotted out the sky, leaving global viewers utterly dumbfounded.

Just as the world struggled to articulate their shock, the densely packed units in the sky began rapid reassembly.

The 150,000-160,000 units swiftly converged toward ten points. Amidst rising and falling metallic clinks, the units interlocked with precision.

Within mere ten seconds, ten hundred-meter-tall giant mechs stood reassembled, hovering above the sea and delivering unprecedented awe to humanity.

Then, red lights suddenly ignited in the mechanical eyes on the giant mechs' chests as their shoulder cannons began charging.

"Combined Laser Cannon, prepare!"

Ten mechs simultaneously raised their barrels, aiming at the simulated pirate fortress in the distance.

Beams rapidly condensed, shifting from blue to white, finally becoming blinding gold.

Ten golden beams shot forth, merging mid-air into a thicker pillar of light that slammed directly into the target.

The simulated fortress instantly vaporized without leaving debris—only a massive crater remained. Seawater rushed inward, spurting towering columns of spray.

The world fell into dead silence once more.

Every viewer of this live broadcast—civilians and marines alike—gulped nervously.

Pirates across the globe nearly had their eyes pop out, standing petrified like wooden chickens.

After dozens of seconds of silence, global audiences erupted again, thunderous cheers resounding in every corner of the world.

In stark contrast to the public celebration, the atmosphere in a New World pirate tavern grew terrifyingly oppressive.

"C-c-captain, th-th-this..." a pirate stammered, trembling uncontrollably.

"Silence." The pirate captain at the head glared, cutting him off. "Let me process this."

As the demonstration concluded, the footage returned to Loguetown.

The moment Orion reappeared on screen, the boiling world immediately fell into pin-drop silence.

Tens of thousands of citizens in Loguetown Square shifted their gaze from the outdoor screens to Orion himself.

Under the watchful eyes of the multitude, Orion lifted the Den Den Mushi and declared to the camera.

"Next, a thousand warships equipped with new Pacifistas and Transformers will depart from Egghead Island for Laugh Tale! After today, Laugh Tale shall be completely erased from this world!"

"During this period, all naval branches welcome every repentant pirate to turn themselves in. Once this deadline passes, the navy will commence indefinite full-sea patrols. From that moment on, all pirates who remain obstinate will face only one outcome!"

"Pirates, your time is running out."

At this point, Orion slightly raised his head and narrowed his eyes.

As if knowing where Orion's gaze would fall, the camera immediately shifted to follow his line of sight.

As the camera turned, a crimson sun was slowly rising from the distant horizon.

Orion's sudden silence caused the entire world's attention to be drawn to that red sun at this very moment.

A gentle breeze swept by, lightly stirring Orion's clothing.

Then, the silent Orion suddenly revealed a faint smile and spoke without apparent reason.

"The bleak autumn wind still blows today, but the world has changed!"

After a brief pause, Orion took two steps forward and raised his hand toward the sky, as if trying to grasp the sun or salute the rising crimson orb.

His voice gradually grew louder, "Everyone, let us jointly welcome the dawn of a new era."

"Long live justice!"

"Long live peace!!"

"Long live the people!!!"