"Always hitting me on the head..."

  L her head in modignation, Gerd suddenly brightened up and cheerfully said to El, "Oh, I almost fot to tell you! The materials you requested earlier have been prepared by Tain!"

  "Hell Trading pany spent a signifit amount of money and mao gather all sorts of rare minerals from around the world through the bck market, and everything’s ready now!" She added with excitement, "I believe they’ll be enough te a on that’ll meet your expectations for a legendary bde!"

  Tain was the Longarm Tribe boy from Dreamnd, who had since grown into a passionate young man. Not particurly fond of fighting, he discovered a talent for business and had bee by El two years ago to train in the Hell Trading pany. Half a year ago, he ointed as the head of operations for the New World region.

  "Oh? So, all the materials are ready?" El smiled. Over the past few years, he had devoted siderable time to studying bcksmithing teiques in Elbaf. By reading the memories of various swordsmiths, he deepened his knowledge and mastered the craft. In addition to his rigorous bat training, a signifit amount of his time and energy had been poured into mastering the art of f ons. Thanks to his natural talent, El had bee a renowned swordsmith in his ht.

  "Yes... So, when do you pn to start f?" Gerd asked with a mischievous smile. She knew well that El had spent much of his spare time in Elbaf learning from the experienced swordsmiths of the giant race. Even the famous bcksmith Old Jack from the Giant Pirates had admitted that El had surpassed him in skill.

  For years, El had instructed the Hell Trading pany to spare no expense in gathering rare and preinerals, all in preparation te a Supreme Grade Sword or a "Great Grade on." Whether it was Witt's intricately patterned, iructible giant shield, her own scythe, or Linlin's saber "Napoleon," they were all fed by El's hands.

  Sihe Hell Trading pany had abundant resources and access to top-quality materials, coupled with El's exceptional craftsmanship, these ons had far exceeded expectations, rivaling eve Grade Swords. Even Gerd, despite her humility, couldn’t help but anticipate what kind of legendary on El would create .

  "No rush... I'll o visit Wano first," El said, waving his hand. Before he began f, he wao visit Wano. If he recalled correctly, Shimotsuki Kouzaburou of Wano had fed Enma, a sword that could autonomously draw out and amplify the wielder's Haki. Such mystical properties intrigued him.

  "Hehe—"

  "El! We've got trouble!" At that moment, a rge figure resembling an a Pegornis bird swooped down from the sky.

  "It's Moss!" El's gaze sharpened. Over the years, his Observation Haki had grown immensely powerful, allowing him to detect Moss from several kilometers away and hear his thoughts: *Hmm? Linlin... she's causing trouble again?*

  "Whoo!" Meanwhile, high in the sky, a massive bck eagle with a wingspan as wide as the a Pegornis bird screeched and circled menagly, its sharp talons gleaming like steel, ready to strike.

  "Stop, Bck! It's a friend!" Lily shouted. The giant bck eagle, which El had tamed for her, was ferocious and had even been fed a Devil Fruit to enhas abilities, allowing it to serve as her bat partner.

  "Swish..."

  Obeying its master’s and, the bck eagle retracted its aggressive stance. With a powerful fp of its wings, it shifted dire, nding gracefully on a nearby hill.

  "El!" Moss, now in his human form, nded before them, transformed back from his massive Pegornis bird form. He had grown into an imposing figure, over five meters tall, with a lion's mane of golden hair c his muscur body. Panting and dripping with sweat, he excimed, "Linlin’s food cravings have fred up again, and she’s causing chaos in Dreamnd!"

  "What?"

  "Again?"

  "I’d rather fight the navy or pirates than deal with Linlin during one of her episodes!" Lily, Witt, and Gerd all turned pale. Over the years, Charlotte Linlin's food cravings had fred up multiple times, each episode bringing terror because of her monstrous Mythical Zoan: Vampire form. Every time she lost trol, it was horrifying. If not for El being around to subdue her during those instahe sequences would have been disastrous.

  Fortunately, under El’s guidance, Linlin had gradually strengthened her willpower, and her trol had improved. Though her violent urges and bloodlust in her Vampire form were still intense, she could suppress them for a short time, preventing mass destru. Otherwise, Dreamnd would have been drenched in blood long ago.

  "I'll che her first. You all follow ter!" El said, his brow furrowing. Without wasting time, he unched himself like a onball, disappearing from sight.

  "Whoosh..." He soared through the air, his bck wings fring as he shot toward the horizon in a blur.

  "dy tower... I want my dy tower...!"

  "Ahhh... Ahhh!"

  Not far from El’s training isnd, a beautiful and picturesque isnd y beh the open sky, home to Dreamnd. In its ter stood a t tree so enormous that it seemed to reach the heavens, its thick branches spreading out like a colossal umbrel, providing shelter for the isnd.

  But no one paid attention to the giant tree at that moment. Nearly half of the isnd was shrouded in a blood-red mist, with hordes of vampiric bats swirling through the air. Here and there, personified Homies screamed as a violent and raspy voice echoed through the chaos: "Take Napoleon away! Everyone, leave the isnd... Streuse me my dy tower, or I won’t be able to trol myself!"

  "Linlin, calm down..."

  "Please, Boss Linlin, don't destroy Dreamnd!"

  "The dy tower is almost ready!"

  "Everyone, prepare to board the ships and leave!"

  "Moss has goo fetch El! Let’s hope he makes it in time!"

  The Fallen Angel Pirates and over a hundred new members of Dreamnd, recruits from various races, had already fled to a distanervously watg the expanding blood mist. Fear and ay filled their faces.

  "Streusen! Isn't it ready yet?" shouted Rock, a seventeen-year-old Loribe member who had joihe Fallen Angel Pirates. Jien, the Fish-men youth, added anxiously, "Linlin barely hold it together. If she loses trol, we're all doomed!"

  Despite Linlin's increasing ability to maintain trol during her cravings, if too much time passed without her getting the food she craved, things could spiral out of trol. Even if everyone escaped by sea, Linlin would catch up quickly. Once her mind was overtaken by the insatiable hunger of her Vampire form, the sequences would be catastrophic.

  Though Jien, being a Fish-men, could escape into the sea and take others with him, how many could he save?

  Bleam