[125] Pure Chaos (2)
Chapter 125: Pure Chaos (2)
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Dressrosa was the country of romance, gladiators, and toys. The toys lived in harmony with the humans, there were nearly as many toys as there were humans. Nobody remembered where these toys came from, but they were still an enjoyable addition to the country's theme.
Today, all that was destroyed.
"R-run! It's a gorilla!"
"The gorilla toy became a real gorilla!"
People fled, but there was nowhere to flee. There were lions, buffalos, and many other animals who suddenly appeared, who all held the strength to tear a human apart.
Not all fled, however. There was no need to flee for many of them. Their family had returned, and memories crashed back when toys near them turned into people. They cried for another reason, a more emotional reason, and hugged one another while uncaring of the dangers around them.
"H-honey! How could I have forgotten?!"
Couples reunited, families gathered back, and many cried. Beasts loomed over them to tear them to pieces, but none were injured as the Blind Swordsman reprimanded the beasts in no time. Issho and some others kept the crowd alive, taking down the beasts and foolish pirates who dared attack people at this time.
The Chinjao Family, who too had regained their senses and returned to being humans from their fate of staying toys, helped the civilians too along with their army called the Happo Navy.
Chaos ensued. All who were freed from the toy curse, despite their background, fought back against the army that was on Doflamingo's side. They didn't care, they just wanted revenge.
Just earlier, even if the Senju Pirates were doing well, Doflamingo and his ally armies would have soon overpowered the smaller of the good guys. Now, that tide turned around.
Not that any of it mattered, really. Even if the lower battleground earned a victor, all really depended on the higher forces. If it was Doflamingo's win at the top, even if his army lost, he would be able to turn around the tide easily.
Against the portion of Beast Pirates, Big Mom Pirates, and Doflamingo pirates, the Marines and its current allies stood strong. The air was growing heavy with a very thick smell of blood, but nobody planned to stop until the very end.
…In the meantime, Doflamingo was busy growling and yelling in his castle, hiding from Tsunade and searching for any way to get out of this situation.
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In the meantime, the original Hashirama was near the underground trade port of dressrosa. The SMILE Factory that he was after, was a hidden facility situated near the secret underground trade. As the name of the location implied, the factory produced the artificial Devil Fruits known as SMILEs that Doflamingo sells to the Beast Pirates.
“Huh, entirely coated with Sea-Stone. Must have cost like hell.”
Hashirama noted as he hid behind a stone and peeked at the circular dome-like building that had a glass roof on top of its sea-stone-made walls. He carried a small Den Den Mushi watch around his wrist, and a voice came out of it to inform him about the building.
– “It ought to be. Because Doflamingo treasures this place more than his life. After all, his life is indeed dependent on this building. If the SMILE fruit production stopped, then Kaido would claim Doflamingo’s life with his draconic claws. He can be pretty cowardly in some situations.”
Today, Hashirama was here to do just that. Too bad for the flamingo man, but for what it counted, he won’t have to worry about Kaido since he will die by their hands anyway.
As for who was talking, it was Princess Viola, he encountered her a while ago on his way to this building. She gave him the snail and told him to stay in contact.
– “Will the sea stone be a problem? If it will, it’s better to send someone who doesn’t have a devil fruit.”
“It’s fine.” Hashirama didn’t have a curse from the sea, he would be fine. Viola hesitated, she didn’t talk for a minute and then sighed from the other side.
– “Good luck, then. I already saved the dwarf princess from the palace. If you tell the workers there about this, they will listen to your orders. If required, we can let them talk with the princess via the snail… Be careful.”
“Alright, princess. I suppose it’s time to confirm if size really matters or not.”
Hashirama muttered and clasped his hands together, and a moment later mini-clones of himself appeared. They were the size of his hand, each standing 6 inches tall. It was a very complex and mana extensive technique, even if their size was smaller than the original. They looked up at him as he pointed at the building.
“The plan.”
One of the little clones frowned, “Why are you talking to us as if we’re dumb little things? Size doesn’t matter, I feel a bit weaker strength-wise but I am just as much faster. Guys, follow me.”
Hashirama blinked as the mini clone took the lead and led its army to conquer the building.
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A dozen Mini-ramas rushed into the building with no issue. Guards were patrolling all the hallways all the time, but being barely any better than normal humans they too were taken care of by the Mini-ramas in no time.
A Mini-rama called forth the power of his vines that wrapped around a guard’s neck, suffocating him, as he foamed out of his mouth. Just then a voice called, too thin to belong to a normal human.
“I-intruders! Huh? They’re dwarves?”
More voices joined, saying, “I haven’t seen them before though.”
One voice gasped, “How long have we been here that we missed the birth of so many new dwarves?!”
The Mini-ramas turned toward the source of the voice and found little people looking at them from behind trees and boxes. They flinched when the clones turned to them, but an old man quickly walked up, clearing his throat.
As he walked, he talked to his allies behind him. “Stop overreacting, he seems to be using some sort of Devil Fruit to multiply himself.” He stopped in front of one of the clones. He hesitated, looking back and forth to figure out who the real one was, and in the end, just decided to speak to them all. “Hello, my name is Maujii. Why are you here?”
In reality, the dwarves here have been working voluntarily. They weren’t imprisoned in the usual sense of the word. The Dwarf Princess was imprisoned in the royal palace, and Doflamingo's subordinates fooled these 500 or so dwarves here into thinking that Princess Mansherry was ill and that SMILEs were required to cure her. So they’ve been working here voluntarily, trying to save their princess.
The Mini-rama right in front of Maujii put a hand on his shoulder, his face serious. "I am an ally to the Tontatta Kingdom, and it appears that you guys have been lied to all this time. Your princess isn't sick, but in reality, Doflamingo imprisoned her. She has been working for years to heal his people, tortured even."
"Oh…"
In truth, it didn't take much to convince a wronged man to pick up a weapon. All of these 500 dwarves were stronger than even trained humans, so it was fun when they joined the side of the Mini-ramas.
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An army of little people rushed out of the SMILE building, carrying injured guards and underlings of Doflamingo pirates. The reason they were carrying people out of the building and emptying it off anybody was so that nobody would die.
"Everyone here?"
Hashirama asked even as he poured more chakra into the ground, his hand touching the soil.
"Yes."
His Mini-ramas yelled, and Hashirama put the last required chakra down. Just then, he heard Viola's voice.
– "Darling, Pika has awakened, he is in his stone giant form. You said you have a plan to take care of him...?"
"I do."
Now that Hashirama was done releasing his chakra, it wasn't an issue anymore. It didn't need much chakra right now because he had put enough earlier, before the finals. Now, he just used some chakra to give his creation a direction to follow.
A moment later, from below the building that was Doflamingo's life support, the earth began to shake.
"What's going on?!"
A few of the little people yelled, and the world before them was turned upside down. A fist the size of a mountain shot out from below the building, shattering it from its depth, as it began to pull its entire body out of the ground.
The Tontatta people wowed in awe as their prison was destroyed by a wooden titan rising from the earth. There was nothing to do, it just rose from earth through the stone building, and the stone building was destroyed. Its head was tall enough that it reached the surface of the underground place they stood on.
"I-incredible!"
The Tontatta people cheered, as Hashirama stared at his artwork.
The Attack Titan, Version 1.
It wasn't a prototype anymore, because it didn't need Hashirama to be inside it. It had a mind of its own because it worked as his clone.
The titan turned to him, raising a thumbs up, before it pulled itself up further into the surface, the real surface, and rushed towards an enemy of its own size outside.
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