The Strongest Lunarian in One Piece

Boom… boom…

The earth rumbled.

The entire island shook violently.

Blinding flashes of light kept erupting, expanding outward.

Great swaths of the terrain collapsed, fracturing like a spiderweb of cracks.

"Woohoo…"

"Whoosh…"

Ferocious gales rampaged ceaselessly.

On the ocean's surface, towering waves churned in turmoil.

Even atop the distant airborne fortress, Atlantis, the smaller kids would have been blown away if not for the protection of Linlin, Hajrudin, and others.

All eyes were on the ruined, battered island below.

Thunder Calamity Oka's figure stumbled back unsteadily, clearly at a slight disadvantage.

"Heh-hah-hah… That's it for me. The younger generation is truly fearsome!"

Cyril Oka shook his head.

Taking a deep breath, he broke into laughter. "If this were a fight to the death, I might genuinely lose!"

He accepted this calmly, feeling no shame. After all, the Thor before him—while technically his junior—was a genuine, naturally born monster: the eldest son of the Kukulkan family. Especially considering the Lunarian race's outrageous innate gifts, if Thor really went all out, his strength would be even more shocking.

If he had been facing El or Charlotte Linlin in their younger days, he would have already lost, and probably not without injury. Being just a bit roughed up was a relatively lucky outcome.

"Thanks for acknowledging it, Uncle Oka!"

Thor said with a smile.

Towering in stature, he stood holding his "Thunder God" hammer, exuding awe-inspiring might.

"Amazing—"

"Thor-nii is incredible!!!"

"That was fantastic, Thor-nii!!!"

On Atlantis above, a group of Kukulkan children gazed wide-eyed, stars practically shining in their pupils, full of admiration.

"Well done…"

Sif, youthful and vibrant, stood with arms crossed, smiling. "Thor hasn't disgraced the Kukulkan name, at least!"

"Sis Sif, your turn now!"

The lovely giant girl Eden—who resembled Tethys greatly—wrapped an arm around Sif, winking mischievously. "Your opponent's Uncle Afar!"

She had long, ash-gray hair, jet-black wings on her back, and blazing flames dancing behind her head. Her gem-like eyes sparkled with a playful charm. Only just sixteen, she was technically still a "child" by giant standards, yet was already extremely tall, measuring over sixteen meters in height.

"Hmph, worry about yourself, you little brat…" Sif grumbled, dark-faced, pinching Eden's cheeks. "You're the one who always slacks off the most!"

Even so, her expression grew serious. Afar—like her, a member of the Lunarian race—was indeed a formidable foe. Moreover, he was a Logia Flame-Flame Fruit user, whose ability to manipulate fire at extreme temperatures canceled out much of her advantage as the Mythical Zoan Phoenix user.

"Mm, nice job…"

Flapping his wings, El landed near Thor and Oka. He smiled and said, "That's enough for your sparring session."

"Next match: Sif versus Fire Calamity Afar!"

With that, he looked toward Sif and Afar on Atlantis, beckoning them to come down to the island.

"Bzzz…"

"Whoosh!"

Wasting no time, Thor and Oka vanished, both returning to Atlantis to free up the battlefield.

"Whew…"

Both Sif and Fire Calamity Afar spread their wings and descended to the island below.

"Uncle Afar, please go easy on me!"

Sif's eyes shone as she smiled, flames of a blue-green hue dancing behind her head.

"Sif-sama, you've become quite famous after just a few campaigns, earning yourself the nickname 'Phoenix Girl'…"

Fire Calamity Afar returned her smile, sizing up this eldest daughter of the Kukulkan family. He observed the apparently heatless flames of her blue-green fire without any hint of underestimation. "Let me witness the power of your Mythical Zoan Phoenix form today!"

"Sis Sif, you got this!!!"

"Don't let us down, Sif!"

Dal, Willie, Eden, Frey, and some of the younger kids cheered loudly.

"Uncle Afar, I'm rooting for you…"

But Thor, who had just returned victorious, immediately shouted, "Show her who's boss!"

"Thor, you—!" Sif's eyelid twitched; she flared with blue-green flame and glared at him in annoyance. "You just wait till this is over!"

"Looking for a fight, huh? I'm the Thunder God, why would I fear a tomboy like you?"

Thor straightened his back, unconcerned about provoking his "dragon-phoenix" sister. The siblings had butted heads ever since they were small. Fights—verbal spats or even full-blown brawls—were part of their daily routine. Not just they themselves, but Dal, Willie, Frey, and the other siblings were well used to it.

"Thud!" Just then, Gerd approached, intending to scold her eldest son. Her face darkened, and she smacked Thor's head in irritation. "That's no way to talk about your sister! You two can't spend a single day without arguing, can you?"

"All right, enough nonsense… Let's begin!"

El said, giving Thor an exasperated look. Immediately, the previously arrogant young man deflated like a wilted rooster, pulling his head back, not daring to utter another taunt—lest his father decide to "train his endurance" again.

"Whoosh—!"

As soon as El signaled the start of the match, Sif didn't hesitate. She instantly drew the sword at her waist—a gleaming, gold-hued blade set with jewels, dazzlingly ornate. El himself had forged this weapon for her: the "Sword of the Sun," an armament on par with the Supreme Grade Blades, rivaling even her mother Gerd's "Bloodstained Crescent Scythe."

"Fire Fist!!!"

With flames blazing behind his head, Fire Calamity Afar kicked off hard, wings beating as he soared into the air.

Crackle… His right hand morphed into roaring flame, ballooning outward. The terrifying heat warped the air, forming an enormous fist of fire infused with powerful Armament Haki. It thundered forward without mercy.

"Clang!!!"

A radiant sword edge, wreathed in Haki, sliced out in a lightning-quick arc.

Sif, towering at nearly eighteen meters, effortlessly deflected the monstrous flaming fist that had caused onlookers' scalps to prickle. The intense heat scorched the air, leaving the ground below charred and even partially melted—yet it failed to harm her in the slightest.

Before Afar could press the attack and strike again—

"Moonlit Gale!" Sif stomped, leaping high. The moment she flapped her wings to leap back, her eyes went cold, and she slashed diagonally with the Sun Sword in her hand.

"Whoosh—!" A huge, crescent-shaped energy slash roared forward, carrying formidable power and colliding violently with Afar's incoming punch.

"Boom, boom…"

The ground quaked.

Sparks scattered, waves of heat rolled out.

"Ikoku!!!" Sif's onslaught was merciless. Not giving him any chance to retaliate, she gripped her ornate golden blade, her aura intensifying as the sword tore through the air.

"Whoosh—!"

A fierce, howling surge accompanied the sword beam unleashed. It carried unimaginable power as it barreled straight for Fire Calamity Afar, who refused to give ground, flapping his wings to charge again.

"Flame Emperor!!" Afar's gaze sharpened. His right hand erupted with scorching light, burning ferociously as he unleashed his counterattack.

"Boom… boom…"

Thunderous roars echoed. The entire sky was dyed red by the flames, while waves of scorching air churned layer upon layer. Below, the sea roiled as if boiling.

"Whooo—!"

At that moment, a piercing cry rang out.

A massive phoenix bathed in blue-green flames spread its wings wide. Radiating blistering heat, it whipped up fierce winds and scorching air that even caused the spectators on Atlantis to turn pale—sweating profusely as the temperature soared.

Sif, having transformed into the Phoenix, attacked viciously. Brimming with murderous spirit, she soared with astonishing speed, lashing out with her right foot, now a lethal talon carrying tremendous force.

"Phoenix Stamp!"

BOOM!!!

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