One Piece: My Monster Girls Have Become Beasts?

Chapter 200 Newcomer Arrives: The 3rd Dragon Girl, the Swollen-Headed Dragon!

Chapter 200 Newcomer Arrives: The Third Dragon Girl, Swollen-Headed Dragon!

The eastern part of Beehive Island, which was originally a tranquil primeval rainforest, is now shrouded in an indescribable sense of oppression.

Rear Admiral Morin stopped in his tracks, his leather boots creaking as they stepped on the rotting leaves.

As an elite soldier carefully trained by the Navy Headquarters, he had participated in three Buster Call border blockade missions and had seen countless vicious pirates, but at this moment, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Navy, has that thing caught up?" The agent behind him asked in a trembling voice. He was a CP9 veteran who had transferred to the secret operations team after retiring. Even the hand holding the gun was trembling slightly.

Morin didn't speak; he stared intently at the jungle shrouded in mist ahead.

As a powerful individual who had honed Armament Haki to its extreme, he could sense a terrifying life energy ahead, pulsating wildly like a supernova about to explode.

"Spread out, form a defensive formation!" Morin suddenly drew his famous sword from his waist; it was a specially made blade infused with sea stone.

The moment the order was given, a heavy, heart-stopping thud echoed from the depths of the jungle.

That was the sound of bones hitting a tree trunk, but it sounded like a heavy tank crushing dry branches.

"Whoosh—"

A figure slowly emerged from the mist into everyone's view.

Her once smooth forehead bulged upwards, forming a massive, crystalline, red agate-like structure, yet as hard as iron. Her eyes transformed into horizontal, beastly pupils, gleaming with a dark red, menacing light.

What is most striking is her lower body. Her originally slender legs are now incredibly thick, covered with fine and hard red scales, and her toes have turned into three huge claws that leave deep cracks in the rocks with each grip.

Her tight-fitting vest, barely covering her body, was stretched to its limit by her bulging muscles and voluptuous figure. Sweat slid down her deep cleavage, dripping onto the withered leaves with a sizzling sound.

"Navy—are you tough enough?"

Feng Lan spoke, his voice carrying a deep, trembling quality characteristic of a wild beast.

The Zoan-type Ancient Species Pachycephalosaurus monster girl, named Fenglan by Brian, is also the third dragon girl to date.

"Lord Brian's order is to leave no one alive," Feng Lan said. Her voice was unusually clear, but the killing intent within it caused the surrounding temperature to drop instantly.

"Arrogant! I am Rear Admiral Morin!"

Morin roared, trying to dispel the fear in his heart with a shout. He vanished from his spot in an instant, a display of the ultimate "Shave" technique from the Six Powers of the Navy, leaving an afterimage even in the same place.

The next second, he appeared to Feng Lan's side, his long sword covered in Armament Haki whistling as it tore through the air, aiming straight for Feng Lan's neck.

"Storm Foot - Great Fault Line!"

However, Feng Lan didn't even turn her head. She simply bent her knees slightly, leaned back at an angle that defied the laws of physics, and then suddenly exerted force with her strong legs.

boom!

The rocks on the ground shattered instantly, and Feng Lan turned into a red afterimage, not dodging, but directly crashing into the blade.

"Dragon Strike - Crimson Meteor Impact!"

Morin's pupils contracted instantly. He saw the red skull rapidly magnify in his eyes, and then an indescribable force traveled from his longsword to his arms.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the specially made longsword was shattered into several pieces the instant it made contact.

Morin screamed in agony as the bones in his arms shattered instantly, sending him flying through the air.

He crashed through more than a dozen giant trees behind him like a cannonball, finally embedding himself deep into the distant mountainside.

"Major General!"

The agents roared in terror as they pulled the triggers.

Those were armor-piercing projectiles developed by the World Government, specifically designed to deal with large creatures. The dense barrage of bullets blocked all of Feng Lan's escape routes.

Feng Lan stood still, a cruel yet excited smile curving her lips. She took a deep breath, her chest heaving like a bellows.

"Too weak. This level of attack isn't even enough to tickle my skin."

She suddenly lowered her head, gathering all her strength into the red bone on the top of her head.

"Skull-Shattering Star - Shockwave Gravitational Field!"

Feng Lan spun wildly in place, the red bones in her head rubbing violently against the air, generating a high-temperature red light.

As she spun, a terrifying shockwave of gravity exploded outwards from her center.

The bullets that flew toward her were instantly deformed and melted by gravity when they entered a three-meter radius around her, and finally turned into molten iron and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Lan's figure disappeared completely.

Only the sounds of heavy objects colliding with flesh and blood, and the agonizing cracking of bones, remained in the forest. Each impact represented the disappearance of an elite agent.

Feng Lan didn't use any fancy techniques; she simply used her indestructible head to make simple impacts while moving at high speed.

Some agents tried to withstand the impact with the "iron block," but ended up being smashed into a pile of mud along with their armor.

Some tried to escape, only to find that their speed was as slow as a snail in the face of the wind and rain.

In just three minutes, the once noisy jungle fell into a deathly silence.

Morin struggled to crawl out of the ruins, his face covered in blood. He looked at the red "monster" that was walking towards him step by step, and all that was left in his eyes was despair.

"You—what exactly are you—"

The wind stopped in front of him, and his red forehead gleamed in the sunlight.

She slowly leaned down, looked into Morin's eyes, and said softly, "Too weak. You dare to covet the high and mighty Lord Brian? You're simply courting death!"

With that, she suddenly swooped down.

A crimson meteor streaked through the forest, and Morin's final screams were swallowed up by the woods.

To the south of Beehive Island lies a vast wilderness.

This place was originally a slaughterhouse where pirates executed traitors, and the air is filled with an indelible stench of blood.

Members of the World Government's top assassin organization, codenamed "Shadowfang," are banding together. Their leaders are two highly experienced CP0 candidates, White Owl and Black Set.

These two are renowned in the underworld. White Owl excels in speed and surprise attacks; his "Finger Gun" can ignite the internal organs of a target from a hundred meters away. Black Falcon, on the other hand, is skilled in concealed weapons and coordinated attacks. The two's teamwork once brought down a pirate with a bounty of 500 million Berries.

But at this moment, these two notorious underground "big shots" are leading a group of people behind them who are now trapped in a nightmare from which they cannot escape.

As assassins, the group was unable to utilize their agility and were immediately plunged into an extremely difficult battle.