Chapter 12: Jessie’s Conqueror’s Haki: Deterrent of Kings
A calm yet commanding silence spread across Amazon Lily. The battlefield lay in shambles: stone marines, battered pirates, and the unconscious forms of the Seraphim defeated by Kuina and Uta. Jessie stood at the center, unmoving, observing everything with sovereign composure. His cloak billowed gently in the wind as he slowly closed his eyes.
*BANG!!!*
An overwhelming force exploded from Jessie like a tidal wave of pure dominance—his Conqueror's Haki, not just any Haki, but one that surpassed even Emperor-class users. The sky cracked with pressure, thunder rumbled without clouds, and an invisible storm radiated from his body.
The earth trembled.
Marines, pirates, animals—everyone and everything not part of his crew—fell to their knees or lost consciousness entirely. Even Boa Hancock, who once looked at Jessie with admiration, now trembled in awe.
Blackbeard knelt instantly, his pupils shrinking in terror. His devil fruit powers activated involuntarily, trying to consume the pressure—but even darkness was swallowed by the King's Will.
From afar, on the ocean surface, a figure swam toward the island with haste. It was Silvers Rayleigh, the former Vice Captain of the Pirate King, Gol D. Roger. He had sensed the surge of divine pressure all the way from Sabaody. Now standing at the far beach of Amazon Lily, his old heart pounded like a war drum.
"Impossible... that Haki... surpasses even Roger's," he whispered, wiping sweat from his wrinkled brow. "Who in the world...?"
Back on the island, Jessie opened his eyes.
"Leave this island," he said, voice deep and emotionless. "Or die."
His gaze turned to Blackbeard, who tried to speak but only gurgled in fear.