The air in Enies Lobby didn't just smell of sea salt and gunpowder; it carried a faint, electric hum of 'System Processing'. As the Rocketman breached the inner sanctum, the sky itself seemed to flicker with a pale, artificial light. Amine stood amidst the wreckage of the train's cabin, his eyes scanning the battlefield through a translucent, violet HUD (Heads-Up Display) that only he could see.
[Environmental Scan: Judicial Tower – Sector 02.]
[Enemy Type: Justiciary Guard – Class: Self-Replicating Script.]
"These guys don't stay down!" Franky roared, his giant metallic fists smashing through a line of Marines. But as soon as a Marine was knocked unconscious, his body would dissolve into blue pixels and 'Respawn' ten meters away, fully healed and re-armed.
"They're 'Background Processes', Franky!" Amine shouted over the roar of the cannons. He slammed his golden stylus into the air, drawing a massive 'Data-Web' that connected all the respawning soldiers. "The island is 'Refreshing' their health every 30 seconds. If we don't 'De-segment' the server, we'll be fighting an infinite loop of fodder!"
Sanji, spinning in a blur of black suit and fiery kicks, landed next to Amine. "Then stop the loop, Scholar! My legs are getting tired of kicking ghosts!"
"I need time!" Amine's fingers moved across his invisible keyboard like a virtuoso pianist. [Ability Activated: Kernel Debugging – The Black-Leg Patch.]
Amine didn't just draw a shield; he 'Injected' a line of code directly into Sanji's boots. The flames around Sanji's feet turned from a natural orange to a searing, digital violet. "Sanji! I've given your kicks a 'Permanent-Delete' attribute! Any Marine you hit now won't be able to 'Respawn' because the system will register them as 'Corrupted Files'!"
Sanji grinned, his cigarette glowing with a purple spark. "I like these 'Updates', Amine. Let's see how their 'Server' handles a Diable Jambe: System Crash!"
Sanji lunged forward, his movements so fast they left 'Motion-Blur' trails behind him. Every kick he landed didn't just knock a Marine back; it caused a massive 'Pixel-Burst' that prevented them from regenerating. The 'Infinite Loop' was finally breaking.
Meanwhile, Franky was facing a giant metallic gate that led to the Tower of Law. "This door is too thick, even for my 'Strong Right'!"
Amine looked at the gate through his system. It wasn't just metal; it was a 'Logic-Wall'. "Franky, it's a password-protected asset! You can't punch it, but you can 'Overload' its circuit!"
Amine drew a massive 'Voltage-Spike' symbol and transferred it to Franky's iron shoulders. [Syncing Hardware: Cyborg-Franky x Rebel-Coder Stylus.] "Now, Franky! Release all your Cola-Energy into the 'Input Port' I just drew!"
"SUPER!!!" Franky roared, his body glowing with a neon-blue light. "Coup de Vent: Logic Overload!" The air pressure was so intense it shattered the surrounding buildings, and the gate didn't just break—it 'Error-Crashed', disappearing from reality and leaving the path to Robin wide open.
But as they moved forward, a cold, clinical voice echoed through the air. "Intrusion detected. Initiating 'Buster-Call' sequence in 20 minutes."
Amine fell to one knee, blood dripping from his nose. His system screen was flashing a deadly red. [Integrity: 2%. WARNING: The Senior Editor is attempting to 'Format' your consciousness.]
"I'm not... going... to let you... delete us," Amine whispered, his eyes turning a darker, more defiant shade of black. "The 'Pirate Scholar' is here to stay."