One Piece: Supreme Check-In System-Chapter 72: Shadows of God — The Gathering Storm

Jessie stood at the kingdom's towering shoreline, the clash between Kuina and Dracule Mihawk finally concluded. Beside him, Dracule Mihawk, the world's greatest swordsman, maintained his stoic posture. His arms were crossed, one hand resting on the hilt of Yoru, his black blade that gleamed like night itself. Crocodile leaned lazily against a nearby stone pillar, puffing on a cigar with a smirk playing at his lips.

Jessie broke the silence first, his eyes sharp as blades yet carrying a faint amusement.

"Mihawk," he said casually, "do you want to fight me too?"

Mihawk's golden eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of a smirk appearing at the corner of his lips.

"No," he replied, glancing down at the unconscious Kuina lying beside them. "I came here for this girl."

As Mihawk spoke, his attention shifted — catching sight of a figure in the distance. A man who looked almost identical to himself, though with a colder, expressionless face. It was none other than Seraphim Mihawk, the Pacifista clone crafted by the genius of Vegapunk using his DNA long ago, before the Shichibukai system's dissolution.

Crocodile burst out laughing at the sight.

"Oi, Mihawk — is that your twin brother?" he mocked, smoke curling from his cigar.

Mihawk snorted, his voice carrying a note of disdain.

"I never imagined Vegapunk would use our DNA before we even officially joined the Shichibukai. To make weapons clones that would eventually replace us."

Jessie's smile slowly faded, and his face turned serious. Something in the air made him feel uneasy.

Mihawk and Crocodile noticed right away. The small change in Jessie's face was enough to make them alert, like wild animals sensing danger nearby.

"What's wrong?" Crocodile asked, raising an eyebrow.

Jessie's eyes seemed to pierce through the air, as though reaching far beyond what ordinary eyes could see.

"The battle on the other side... it's begun."

Mihawk instinctively activated his Observation Haki, sweeping his senses out in all directions, but caught nothing. His frown deepened.

"I sense nothing. Must be far beyond this kingdom's border."

Crocodile removed his cigar, flicking ash to the side.

"What battle?"

Jessie didn't immediately answer. Instead, he knelt by Kuina's side, pulling a senzu bean from his system space. Mihawk's eyes widened at the sight of the miraculous object.

placing it into Kuina's mouth. The moment she bit down, color flushed back into her face. Her injuries vanished instantly, and Kuina's eyes fluttered open, confusion giving way to clarity.

Both Mihawk and Crocodile were left speechless.

"What kind of medicine is that?!" Mihawk asked, raising an eyebrow.

Crocodile, who was usually calm and serious, looked curious for once. "Are you selling it?" he asked with a smirk.

Crocodile barked a laugh.

"Damn, I could make a fortune with something like that in the black market."

Jessie chuckled, waving them off.

"Not for sale."

Straightening, Jessie's face turned serious once more.

"The battle on the other side is a clash of monsters. Four versus four. All top-tier Emperor-level combatants. and they are Immortals... The God Knights of the World Government have made their move."

Mihawk's expression darkened as he absorbed those words, and even Crocodile stopped laughing, his face shadowed with a thoughtful frown.

"God Knights..." Mihawk muttered. "I never thought such powerhouses existed under the World Government's flag."

Crocodile grunted.

"Then why the hell didn't they use them during the wars against Big Mom and Kaido? Instead of sending weaklings like CP0."

Jessie sighed, folding his arms across his chest.

"Because from what I've seen the God Knights either stay out of fights between super-strong Emperors... or they are just really lazy,"

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A heavy silence settled over them as that grim reality sank in.

Far away from the Voidreign Kingdom — 10 kilometers across the open sea...

A sleek warship sailed like a phantom, cutting the waves with impossible speed. At its helm stood Figarland Shamrock, twin brother of Red-Haired Shanks, and commander of the God Knights. His blood-red hair shimmered in the sunlight, his sword resting casually against his shoulder as if the impending battle meant nothing.

The God Knights under his command flanked him:

Gunko, her bandaged face partially obscured beneath a veil of arrow-shaped strips. Her Aro Aro no Mi powers crackled in the air as she conjured razor-sharp arrow bands, creating constructs and floating paths in the sky.

Sommers, a tall, burly man with twisted thorny vines coiling around his body, granted by his Iba Iba no Mi. The thorn-covered kanabō on his back glinted menacingly.

And finally, Killingham, his dragon-like visage betraying his Mythical Zoan: Ryu Ryu no Mi, Model: Kirin. Fiery smoke coiled around his neck, his golden eye gleaming with a predatory hunger.

Their mission: strike at the Voidreign Kingdom's flank, avoid unnecessary losses, and report weaknesses.

"Captain Shamrock," Sommers spoke, "Voidreign's territory lies ahead."

Shamrock grinned.

"About time. Let's stretch our blades and see what these so-called Voidreign monsters are made of."

Elsewhere — aboard Meruem's ship...

"I smell delicious humans," Meruem said with a cold smile, his sharp eyes locked on the faraway shore.

Voidreign Kingdom shimmered faintly in the distance, 10 kilometers away. According to Jessie's orders, this was the interception point.

Uta, Vash the Stampede, and Blackeye the Panda gathered on deck.

Meruem's cold voice cut through the tension.

"They are here."

His crimson eyes narrowed on the distant ships approaching like shadows on the horizon.