I, Broly, began by destroying the pirate world.

33 Kizaru: Collapse, retreat, and escape [Thanks to 2021121…670 for the donation]

Looking at this extremely simple logo, many people secretly thought to themselves: It's surprisingly simple.

Only Broly himself knows that the logo was inspired by Kakarot.

On the back of Kakarot's training uniform is the character "亀" (katame) from the Turtle School.

When he arrived at King Kai's planet to train, he changed his title to "King Kai".

It wasn't until he established his own school and became a grandmaster that he changed his name to "悟" (enlightenment), which represents himself.

Now, he's simply copying what others have done, imitating his classmate in the delivery room, and turning the characters from his name into his own unique logo.

"Excellent! Fantastic!" Tezzolo shouted excitedly, then turned to his men and yelled sternly, "Go! Quickly tell the craftsmen to forge an iron brand according to this mark!"

The men responded with a roar and immediately rushed towards the island.

Not to be outdone, the Kuja Pirates found paint and cloth and worked through the night to make flags according to the markings on the paper.

As evening approached, a new flag bearing the character "罗" (Luo) was hoisted high on the main mast of the Kuja Pirates, while the original Kuja Pirate flag was moved to the secondary mast. The contrast between the old and new flags was striking.

With everything ready and the group about to set sail, the slaves who had gone to order the branding returned breathlessly, carrying a huge iron brand with the character "罗" engraved on it.

Tesoro pointed to the charcoal fire that had been set up nearby. The fire was burning brightly, and the crimson flames reflected the fervor in his eyes.

"Throw it in!"

Several slaves, their faces beaming with excitement, worked together to throw the heavy iron brand into the charcoal fire.

Within minutes, the brand was burned bright red, and a wave of scorching heat hit people, forcing those around to instinctively take a half-step back.

Tesoro took a deep breath, abruptly ripped off his shirt, revealing the grotesque, twisted hoofprint on his back. He clenched his fists, his voice trembling slightly with extreme excitement: "I'll go first!"

No words were needed; everyone present understood Tezzolo's intentions. This brand burned away decades of humiliation and etched in him the hope of a new life.

Tiger stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Hold on."

Before he finished speaking, he reached out and picked up the red-hot branding iron, pressing it hard against Tesoro's back.

"Well--!"

A sharp burning pain instantly swept through his body, and Tesoro couldn't help but groan. Veins bulged on his forehead, and large beads of sweat rolled down, soaking the deck beneath his feet.

Even though he was trembling with pain, he still wore a ecstatic smile on his face, and his eyes even glistened with tears of excitement.

A dozen seconds later, Tiger slowly removed the soldering iron.

On Tesoro's back, the hoofprints that originally symbolized his status as a slave had been completely burned off by the scorching hot iron. In their place was a huge, clear "罗" character. The aroma of burnt flesh mingled with the heat and spread out.

More than an hour later, Tesoro and his hundreds of men gritted their teeth and pressed the red-hot branding irons hard onto the old scars. The hoofprint that once symbolized humiliation and shackles was being covered inch by inch by the branding of the new character "Luo".

The smell of burning flesh permeated the entire deck. Everyone's face was contorted in pain, yet their eyes burned with an almost manic excitement and ecstasy.

This not only covered up the marks of humiliation, but also symbolized the beginning of their breaking free from shackles and a new beginning.

Meanwhile, the Kuja Pirates weren't idle either. They bought brand-new sails and even hired skilled craftsmen from Water 7 to meticulously embroider Broly's logo onto them, which they then hung high on the mainmast of the Perfume Serpent.

As for the Kuja Pirates' own logo, it was moved to the vice mast to show that Broly's status was above that of the Kuja Pirates.

At that moment, the Marine Headquarters also received news that the Kuja Pirates had hijacked the World Government ship that was escorting Tom.

Enraged, the Navy immediately dispatched an admiral-level force to Water 7 to order the capture of the Kuja Pirates.

The person in charge of this operation was Borsalino, who had just been promoted to Admiral and had recently received the codename "Kizaru".

"How strange."

Kizaru, a cigarette dangling from his lips, scratched his messy hair and muttered lazily, "Why did the Kuja Pirates kidnap Tom? Are they planning to build some kind of powerful ship?"

Among the many large pirate crews on the Grand Line, the Kuja Pirates are considered relatively well-behaved.

They would basically go out to sea every now and then, plunder some supplies, and then return to the Women's Kingdom in the windless zone to stay indoors.

Although he was a pirate, the things he did were generally within the acceptable range for the Navy.

I really can't understand why they would kidnap Tom, especially at the risk of offending the World Government.

"Admiral Kizaru, we're almost at Water 7."

Just then, Vice Admiral Strawberry, who served as Kizaru's direct subordinate, stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Kizaru turned his head and saw that the outline of a huge island was clearly visible at the horizon.

He nodded and muttered to himself, "General... It's really a bit strange to be addressed like that."

He rose to the rank of admiral in his early thirties, which is considered a remarkably rapid promotion in naval history.

In some ways, he felt he should thank that "devil" for this.

"Vice Admiral Borsalino—oh no, Lord Kizaru!"

The navigator on the lookout suddenly lowered his binoculars, looked down at the deck, and shouted urgently, "Target spotted! It's right on the shore ahead, the Kuja Pirates' Perfume Serpent!"

Upon hearing this, Kizaru immediately stood up, his expression hardening, and issued the order in a deep voice: "All personnel, prepare for battle!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers on the warship immediately sprang into action. Some carried shells and loaded them into the cannons, while others gripped the hilts of their swords, ready to draw them at any moment.

As the warship gradually approached Pier 1 of Water 7, Kizaru and the group of Marines quickly realized that something was wrong.

On the mainmast of the Perfume Serpent, the sails were not those of the Kuja Pirates, which they were familiar with.

Or rather, the sail bearing the Kuja Pirates' insignia was currently being hoisted on the second mast, while the sail fluttering on the main mast bore a symbol they had never seen before—not the skull and crossbones commonly used by pirate crews, but a powerful and vigorous character—Luo.

"Stop!"

Kizaru's expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly. Staring at the character "罗" (Luo), a strong sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

Could this "罗" be the same as that "罗"?

Just then, Torituma noticed the naval warships on the distant sea. He immediately walked quickly to Broly's side, bowed, and reported, "Lord Broly, naval warships are approaching."

"what?"

Broly raised an eyebrow slightly, turned his head in the direction Torituma pointed, and sure enough, he saw the largest type of warship in the navy, which was stopped about a mile away and was showing signs of approaching.

Just as Broly turned his head to look, the navigator on the naval ship's lookout tower happened to see his face through his binoculars.

The navigator was so terrified that he fell from the ten-meter-high observation tower. Fortunately, the soldiers below reacted quickly and caught him in time.

The navigator, ignoring his own pain, scrambled to Kizaru's side, his face deathly pale and his voice trembling: "Admiral Kizaru! It's Broly! Broly's at the dock!"

Upon hearing this, Kizaru's eyes nearly popped out of his sunglasses. Without any hesitation, he roared sharply, "Retreat—!"