The Baratie was silent. All eyes were fixed on the Viltrumite, who continued eating calmly, ignoring the presence of Don Krieg and his crew. The air was heavy, thick with fear and tension. Don Krieg, however, didn't seem to grasp the gravity of the situation.
"Who the hell are you?" Don Krieg asked, his voice full of arrogance. He glanced at the bloodstained floor and at Zeff, who lay there clutching the stump of his lost leg. "Did you do this to old Zeff? Hah! He was already a cripple, but now he's even worse!"
The Viltrumite didn't answer. He finished his meal, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and finally looked at Don Krieg. His red eyes glowed with fleeting interest.
"You're the leader of that fleet of ships?" the Viltrumite asked, his voice calm but carrying an implicit threat.
Don Krieg laughed, confident in his strength and armor. "Yeah, that's me! Don Krieg, the strongest man in the East Blue! And you're gonna regret messing with me!"
The Viltrumite smirked slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "The strongest man in the East Blue? Let's see."
Don Krieg wasted no time. He ordered his men to attack the Viltrumite. Dozens of pirates charged forward, armed with swords, pistols, and spears. The Viltrumite didn't move. He simply watched, as if he were bored.
When the first pirate got close, the Viltrumite acted. In a motion too fast to be seen, he ripped the pirate's head off with one hand and tossed the body aside. The second pirate tried to shoot him, but the bullet bounced off the Viltrumite's chest as if it were made of paper. He advanced, crushing the pirate with a punch that tore through his torso.
Within seconds, every pirate who had rushed in was dead. The Baratie's floor was covered in blood and bodies. Don Krieg, who had been watching from a distance, began to sweat.
Determined to win, Don Krieg decided to use all his weapons. He pulled out a special pistol loaded with explosive bullets and fired at the Viltrumite. The bullets exploded on impact, but when the smoke cleared, the Viltrumite was unharmed.
"Impossible!" Don Krieg shouted, stepping back. He then drew a spear tipped with poison and lunged forward, trying to pierce the Viltrumite. But the spear shattered against his body as if it had struck a wall of steel.
The Viltrumite looked at Don Krieg with disdain. "Is that all you've got?"
Desperate, Don Krieg activated his special armor, releasing a cloud of poisonous gas. The gas spread through the Baratie, making everyone cough and collapse to the floor. But the Viltrumite simply inhaled the gas, unaffected.
"Pathetic." he muttered before moving toward Don Krieg.
The Viltrumite grabbed Don Krieg by the neck, lifting him into the air like a toy. Don Krieg struggled to break free, but it was useless. The Viltrumite then began crushing Don Krieg's armor with his other hand, destroying each piece effortlessly.
"You call yourself strong?" the Viltrumite asked as he tore off the arms of Don Krieg's armor. "You're just an insect."
Don Krieg screamed in pain and terror, but the Viltrumite didn't stop. He ripped off the armor's legs, leaving Don Krieg completely defenseless. Then, with a swift motion, he hurled Don Krieg to the ground, shattering several planks of the deck.
The Viltrumite turned his gaze to Don Krieg's fleet, still anchored beside the Baratie. He smirked and flew toward the ships. Within minutes, he had destroyed the entire fleet, tearing the ships apart with his bare hands and tossing the wreckage into the sea. The water turned red with the blood of the pirates who had tried to flee.
When he returned to the Baratie, Don Krieg was on the ground, trembling and crying. The Viltrumite looked at him with disgust.
"You're not worth my time." he said before delivering a kick that sent Don Krieg flying into the sea.
The Viltrumite glanced around, as if looking for something interesting. But there was nothing left. Everyone in the Baratie was on the ground, trembling and drenched in sweat. Zeff was unconscious, and Sanji knelt beside him, his eyes filled with tears.
The Viltrumite sighed, bored.
"There's nothing left for me here." he murmured.
Then, with a thunderous boom that made the Baratie tremble, he soared into the sky, disappearing beyond the horizon. Everyone in the restaurant stood in stunned silence, relieved that he was gone but still shaking with fear.