Meanwhile,
Wano Country was plunging into unprecedented chaos and turmoil, shattering all semblance of peace and order.
On the snow-covered plains of Ringo, a biting wind howled through the air, whipping up layers of snow like countless razor-sharp blades swirling through the sky.
Yet, amidst this silvery-white world, a colossal azure dragon suddenly tore through the thick cloud cover, descending with unstoppable force.
The dragon's massive body, hurtling through the air at breakneck speed, unleashed a tempestuous gale.
This gale roared like a ferocious beast, mercilessly sweeping up the swirling snow and sending it dancing wildly through the air.
Below, a group of Beast Pirates grunts were conducting their routine patrol.
Clad in tattered clothing and armed with crude weapons, they hummed vulgar tunes, utterly oblivious to the impending danger.
As they idly chatted, a searing torrent of dragon breath, like a fiery river cleaving through the night sky, crashed down upon them with thunderous force.
Boom!
The explosion's fiery light instantly dyed the entire snowfield a dazzling crimson.
The intense heat melted the surrounding snow in an instant, which then rapidly vaporized, forming a thick, white mist.
This mist enveloped the snowfield like a massive curtain.
"Who's there?! A dragon? Is it a dragon?!"
"Lord Kaido?! Spare us, Lord Kaido!"
"We did nothing wrong! We're your most loyal servants!"
"..."
The surviving lackeys were terrified by this sudden catastrophe, their faces contorted with extreme fear as they screamed in despair.
Realizing their pleas for mercy were futile, they scattered in panic, desperate to escape this terrifying place.
But their efforts were doomed.
Just as they took their first few steps, the dragon's claw descended from the sky like a razor-sharp scythe, tearing into them with brutal force.
The unfortunate lackeys were instantly shredded by the dragon's claw, their blood splattering across the pristine white snow, creating a stark and gruesome contrast.
The White Dance Inferno
In the White Dance Region, the scene was even more terrifying.
A massive crimson dragon soared through the night sky above the Flower Capital, its colossal form blazing like a fiery comet.
Each sweep of its body unleashed violent gusts of wind that threatened to topple buildings. Flames erupted from its maw like ferocious fire serpents, instantly incinerating the Beast Pirates' flag.
The flames danced wildly in the night sky, crackling and popping.
The once-bustling streets were now deserted.
Panic-stricken residents huddled inside their homes, doors and windows tightly sealed, peering out through the cracks in terror.
They watched as the Gifted—those who had once lorded over them with impunity—were now being hunted and burned by the dragon's flames.
The Gifter writhed in agony amidst the inferno, their anguished screams echoing through the night, sending chills down the spines of those who heard them.
Watchtowers collapsed under the force of explosions, their burning debris streaking across the sky like fiery meteors, crashing to earth with devastating force.
Some fragments struck buildings, igniting new fires, while others slammed into the ground, leaving deep craters in their wake.
"Is that Lord Kaido?"
"No, it can't be! Lord Kaido isn't red!"
"It's those Whitebeard Pirates! We're under attack!"
"Damn them! Those cursed Whitebeard Pirates! Run for your lives!"
..
Along the Nine Miles coastline, the surging waves had always rhythmically crashed against the shore.
However, with the emergence of the colossal purple dragon, everything spiraled into chaos.
The purple dragon stirred up the sea, its massive body churning through the water.
Each flick of its tail unleashed towering waves that surged toward the shore like mobile mountains, threatening to crush the pirate ships.
The pirate ships, battered by the colossal waves, shattered like fragile toys. Pirates were flung into the water, desperately struggling to stay afloat, grasping at debris for survival.
The remaining grunts on the beach were paralyzed by terror.
They knelt in the sand, frantically prostrating themselves and begging for mercy, their voices hoarse with fear.
"Spare us! Spare us!"
Tears and snot streamed down their faces, their eyes reflecting utter despair.
But their pleas earned no mercy from the dragon.
Its scorching breath, like a fiery torrent, instantly incinerated them into charred husks.
The acrid stench of burnt flesh mingled with the salty sea breeze, creating a nauseating miasma.
This foul odor served as a grim testament to the tragedy, a stark reminder of life's fragility and impermanence.
"In the war between the divine kingdom and the pirate crews, there's no right or wrong, no mercy—only opposing sides."
"So, you Beast Pirates scum, rest assured that you'll die."
"..."
...
Deep within Hime's bamboo forest, the tranquil scene was shattered.
A colossal green dragon gracefully weaved through the dense grove, its hundred-zhang body gliding effortlessly among the bamboo stalks.
Wherever it passed, the emerald stalks toppled like dominoes.
The bamboo snapped with crisp, cracking sounds under the dragon's impact.
As the stalks fell, the Beast Pirates' secret base hidden within was gradually exposed.
"A dragon!"
"We've been exposed!"
"Damn it! How could we be attacked like this?!"
"Attack! Fire!"
"This is Beast Pirates territory!"
The base's lackeys were jolted awake by the sudden chaos. In a panic, they raised their weapons and opened fire.
However, their attacks were as futile as mosquito bites against the dragon.
Bullets ricocheted off its scales the moment they made contact, clattering harmlessly to the ground.
With a mocking snort, the dragon unleashed a blast of scorching breath.
The fiery torrent surged toward the base like a blazing whip.
In an instant, the entire base, pirates and all, was engulfed in roaring flames.
The fire spread rapidly through the bamboo forest, transforming the surrounding landscape into a sea of fire.
...
Rabbit Bowl Mining Camp,
With an earth-shattering roar, an enormous orange dragon descended from the sky, unleashing a barrage of orange wind blades that struck indiscriminately!
"Has Lord Kaido gone mad? He's attacking his own men!"
"He's drunk! He must be drunk!"
"Help me, Lord Queen!"
...