Navy Headquarters, Marine Headquarters.
Sengoku stared at Buggy, who was in a revived state, his face gloomy as he said, "Smoker, that bastard, did he listen to my orders or not? He actually caused Buggy Saint to die in battle?"
"In the Game Merchant's strange Trial Tower, death can be revived. It's fine."
Aokiji had long since removed his blindfold, his eyes constantly scanning the video Den Den Mushi.
The pirates frantically snatching treasure, the branch navy gathering to fight against the pirates, and the civilians, clearly the weakest, still struggling desperately.
All the scenes were reflected in his eyes behind his lenses.
"Is it about whether he can be revived? It's about dignity, it's about honor, it's about the World Nobles' face!"
Sengoku furiously slammed the table, directly smashing the corner of it.
Soon, a Marine carried in a new conference table, replacing yet another damaged one.
Aokiji's gaze was lazy, and he nodded, saying, "Is that so?"
Beside him, Kizaru pouted, saying in a strange tone, "Still so lazy. As a Navy Admiral, shouldn't you be thinking more about capturing pirates?"
Aokiji said with a speechless expression, "No need for you to worry. I especially don't want my work attitude questioned by you."
"Issue my order: strip Smoker of his Colonel rank and demote him to a regular Marine."
"And that Straw Hat pirate, who dared to assault a Celestial Dragon, his bounty is fifty million."
"Especially that last orange-haired woman, her bounty is eighty million Berries, the Orange Devil!"
Sengoku frowned deeply, announcing the punishments for Smoker and the Straw Hat Pirates.
This should satisfy the Five Elders.
Aokiji changed his posture, leaning back in his chair.
Is this the justice of the Five Elders?
Without investigation, without understanding the extent of the Straw Hat Pirates' harm to civilians, just for assaulting a Celestial Dragon, they received a bounty of over a hundred million.
This reminded him of the Ohara incident he had participated in.
A group of scholars who violated World Government laws were annihilated by a Buster Call, and his good friend Saul desperately tried to stop him from letting the Devil Child escape.
Was that also justice?
Aokiji was very confused.
Despite his seemingly lazy appearance, his eyes were fixed on the countless images broadcast by the video Den Den Mushi.
He had a strange feeling that the answer to his confused justice might be found among these pirates, Marines, and civilians gathered together, and even the Game Merchant stirring up the storm.
"Hehehehe... Is this the place?"
Doflamingo hung in mid-air by a single string, carefully examining the pitch-black giant tower.
Entering a certain range of the giant tower, will Devil Fruit abilities disappear?
Bang.
A white string shot out.
It precisely pierced a pirate ship, pulling him over.
His pointed shoes landed with a crisp sound.
"This ship is now requisitioned by me."
"Bastard..."
Puff, puff, puff.
High-speed string bullets, like gunshots, directly pierced the pirates' bones, and the inertia dragged the pirates into the sea.
Before this, Doflamingo had already killed a pirate and snatched the contract fruit from him, gaining the qualification to enter the Trial Tower.
He wanted to personally verify the authenticity of the Celestial Dragon Bloodline within the Trial Tower!
Despite knowing that countless video Den Den Mushi eyes were watching all actions within the Trial Tower area, he remained so reckless.
The pirate ship pushed through the waves, landing on the edge of Death Island.
A team of pirates suddenly rushed out.
"Another big fish has taken the bait."
"You're unlucky to be targeted by our Thief Group. Hand over your valuables quickly, or we'll kill you until you don't even have the right to revive."
The leader of the thieves sneered repeatedly.
They were a thief gang from Goa Kingdom. After landing on Death Island, they found they couldn't snatch Pollution Monsters from the fierce pirates and the numerous Marines, so they had a sudden idea to block the edge of Death Island and hunt new players who landed later.
Most of these players were novices who hadn't even completed their Contract Missions, only possessing one novice equipment or skill, making them very easy to deal with.
They had been staking out the area for four days.
They had made a killing.
"Valuables?"
Doflamingo looked at the players of the Thief Group, the corners of his mouth curving up, and he suddenly burst into laughter.
Since becoming the Emperor of Dressrosa, being recruited by the Navy as a Shichibukai, and collaborating with Kaido to become the Black Emperor of the underworld, how long had it been since anyone dared to say such foolish words in front of him?
There had long been news that all pirates with even slightly stronger combat power in the East Blue had been captured by Navy Hero Garp, and even news about the Grand Line had been blocked.
It was truly laughable.
"If you're talking about the most valuable thing, it should be my head, right?"
"What foolishness! Kill him twice and he'll behave!"
The thief leader made the first move, actually slashing out a sword qi that only a swordsman could produce.
This was a Contract Skill he had obtained, and its power was immense.
"This is a skill, truly a terrifying method. It's one thing that the String-String Fruit can't be used, but even my Haki..."
"Hehehehe, I'm looking forward to the Celestial Dragon Bloodline reward even more now."
Doflamingo slightly turned his body, dodging the sword qi, and suddenly swung his right fist forward.
The next second,
A layer of intricate mechanical arm armor suddenly appeared on his right arm, and scorching hot flames erupted, turning the area where the thieves stood into a sea of fire.
This was the skill [Fire Cloud Arm] he was rewarded after completing the contract fruit's mission.
It came from a ghost world's Yanshi who was proficient in Mechanical Engineering , capable of creating various bizarre mechanical constructs, and even merging with them to unleash superhuman power.
"It's only Lv.5, but its power is already approaching my Five Color String, which I've cultivated for many years. Its power is truly astonishing."
Doflamingo retracted his arm, looking at the gradually disappearing Fire Cloud Arm Armor, very interested.
This new ability called Mechanical Engineering seemed to perfectly complement his String-String Fruit.
"Only by increasing my game level can I continue to grow stronger? How interesting."
Doflamingo lifted his pointed shoes and walked towards the depths of Death Island.
On the other side,
At the Marine's guarded landing point, pirates from several pirate ships had already been captured, bound with chains, and taken aboard the warships docked at the shore.
These later-arriving pirates and civilians, just as the Thief Group had said, only possessed one skill or a piece of novice equipment, and were no match for these Marines at all.
"Very good, keep it up. Don't let any more new players land on the island."
They were the Marine's Eighth Branch.
They received a direct order from Marine Headquarters Fleet Admiral Sengoku to reduce the number of new players landing on Death Island.
The obese Nelson Roy, with a narrow wisp of a mustache, gently twirled it in his hand.
His small eyes constantly darted around. In places unseen by the Den Den Mushi inside the warship, all the valuables on the detained pirates and civilians had been plundered by him and sold to the Reincarnation Game.
Dozens of novice equipment and the Berries they could control sold for hundreds of reward points.
Although he didn't earn much, it was all his own personal gain, and he used it all to upgrade his skills.
"When I've accumulated enough reward points, I'll sell them all at once. That'll be tens of millions of Berries, enough to buy a better position for those vampires at Marine Headquarters."
Although Roy was a branch commodore, he dreamed of returning to the Grand Line.
The East Blue was poor and weak, with no opportunities to get rich.
"Report, Commodore! A ship is approaching!"
"Stop them!"
Roy also saw the gradually approaching Merchant ship, and his eyes immediately lit up.
Pirates were all poor, but these Merchant ships carried nobles and Merchants. At the very least, he could squeeze out millions of Berries in profit.
At the top of the pitch-black giant tower, Fang Yi, who had returned to the Game House, suddenly focused his gaze on the edge of Death Island.
"I didn't expect that someone who usually develops cautiously to avoid attracting the Navy's attention would actually show up voluntarily."
In Fang Yi's line of sight, a man wearing a dark green coat, with a serious expression and a red square tattoo on his left cheek, stood on the deck of a Merchant ship, about to dock.
Ah Fu asked in confusion, "Who is he?"
"The Revolutionary Army Leader, a man who attempts to shake the World Government and the Navy with his own strength."
"Impossible."
Ah Fu said without thinking, "According to my perception, there are at least several combat powers in the World Government that have reached the peak of Tier 1, and with the help of those Navy Admirals, even if the Four Emperors are combined, they would barely be on par."
"With the overall strength of the Revolutionary Army, it's simply impossible to shake the World Government."
This was the most rational judgment she made.
Fang Yi smiled and said, "Some things, some people, even if they clearly know it's impossible, they still insist on doing it."
"These people often unleash immense power unimaginable to ordinary people, and they will infect new people like a spark, igniting new forces."
"I'm very much looking forward to what kind of power Monkey D. Dragon, known as the world's most dangerous criminal, can gain from the Reincarnation Game."
At the edge of Death Island,
The Merchant ship had slowly docked.
The Marine Commodore twisted his obese body, glaring angrily, and said, "I am the Marine Commodore of the East Blue's Eighth Branch, ordered to guard this place and strictly forbid anyone from landing on the island!"
Countless flintlock pistols were raised, their black muzzles aimed at the Merchant ship.
These flintlock pistols were the most basic novice firearms. Although they were very cheap to exchange and had no special abilities, dozens of bullets fired out could still cause considerable damage.
Dragon raised his head, his face expressionless as he scanned the Marines, without a trace of fear in his eyes. He simply said, "I'm very sorry, but we have a reason to land on the island."
"Fire!"
The Marine Commodore sneered.
If these new players didn't suffer a bit and pay a few million Berries in revival fees, they wouldn't respect him, a pirate commodore.
Bang, bang, bang.
Black smoke emerged from the muzzles of the flintlock pistols, and countless bullets shot towards the figures on the deck.
Beside him, Ivankov, with purple curly hair, suddenly leaped into the air, and a giant golden shield appeared in front of him, blocking all the bullets.
Holy Light Shield.
A Holy Light spell from a magic world. A magician who masters Holy Light spells not only possesses the ability to counter evil but also has very powerful healing and Holy Light amplification.
"How is that possible?"
The Marine Commodore was dumbfounded. How could the new players' skill strength be so strong?
"I'm sorry, darling, my Holy Light Shield has a defense +13 attribute, so ordinary flintlock pistols can't penetrate my shield."
Ivankov blinked coquettishly,
The black, spiky death eye makeup, combined with a rough voice, made one feel a wave of nausea.
"By the way, Dragon, can you buy me a comprehension pill? I want to re-roll my stats to full defense."
"Sorry, the Revolutionary Army's funds are insufficient. That small difference in defense can be made up for after skill upgrades, right?"
"But I'm a perfectionist, I don't want any flaws."
"Then figure it out yourself."
Dragon slightly bent his knees and leaped directly into the Navy's encirclement, facing dozens of dark muzzles, he directly swung both arms.
A layer of fine, emerald green scales grew from the flesh of his arms.
In the blink of an eye, his arms transformed into something resembling beast claws.
When he swung them, he could even control the airflow, blowing away all the Navy surrounding him.
"So strong, as expected of the Leader!"
Ivankov's face was filled with envy.
This was a fate item Dragon had chosen from the Game House, a 'Low-Grade Wind Dragon Bloodline' that carried a six-figure reward points debt.
Dragons are terrifying creatures from a high-level magic world, capable of easily destroying a continent.
Wind Dragons are powerful dragons among them, controlling the wind element, mastering the most profound wind element magic, and their breath is like a storm.
Although the Revolutionary Army Leader, who flows with Wind Dragon blood, only possesses a low-grade bloodline, he already has the ability to transform a portion of his body into a dragon, as well as several powerful wind element spells.
Compared to Ivankov's own Holy Light magic, it was like heaven and earth.
The Navy Admiral's face was gloomy as he asked, "Is it a player who has completed all Contract Missions and purchased a fate item?"
This information is shared among the Navy.
Players who complete all contracts can enter the Game House to purchase fate items, and the prices of those fate items are extremely expensive, with the cheapest starting at ten-digit Berries.
Those who acquire fate items are also much stronger than ordinary players.
"Let's attack together and take them down!"
The Navy Admiral's face was twisted in a sinister smile.
Even so, these guys, who had just landed on Death Island and hadn't leveled up yet, were at a disadvantage in terms of level.
Moreover, Navy players had a numerical advantage and could overwhelm them.
Capture these people and make them hand over their fate items!
The Navy Admiral thought to himself.
"Wind Dragon Claw!"
Dragon had no intention of wasting time; his emerald green dragon claws shook, and a massive, complex magic array appeared in front of him.
Two pairs of dragon claws, entirely condensed from magical gales, slammed down fiercely onto the ground.
Boom.
Two craters several meters deep appeared, with spiderweb-like cracks continuously extending, and dust flying.
All the Navy were defeated in one blow, entering a revival state.
Even the Navy Admiral didn't have time to unleash his proud skill, also turning into a white halo of light.
"This Trial Tower might be the Revolutionary Army's hope for a comeback."
Inside the Merchant ship, young figures continuously emerged, disembarking onto Death Island.
They were all newcomers who had just joined the Revolutionary Army, once slaves enslaved by the nobles of the East Blue, who, under Dragon's leadership, had overthrown the nobles' mansions and streets.
Reborn from blood and fire, they bore the mark of the Revolutionary Army, erasing the imprint of their former slavery.
"Dragon, the high-ranking officials of Navy Headquarters don't seem to trust the Game Merchant. Do we really have to put ourselves in danger?"
Ivankov showed a worried expression.
Although the sudden appearance of the Game Merchant stirred the attention of all major powers in the Pirate World, not many were truly willing to get involved.
The Four Emperors made no move.
The Five Elders did not appear.
Even the Navy had no one above the rank of Vice Admiral participating.
They were all afraid that the Game Merchant had other motives, fearing that the Game Merchant was someone with a special Devil Fruit ability who could control players entering the Trial Tower.
Under such circumstances, it was extremely irrational for Dragon, as the Revolutionary Army Leader, to personally participate.
"I mean, I can go ahead and scout, and it won't be too late for you to go up after confirming it's safe."
Ivankov added.
Monkey D. Dragon is the hope and spiritual pillar of all Revolutionary Army members; he absolutely cannot be lost.
"If I did that, what would be the difference between me and the Navy?"
Dragon slowly stepped forward, his face expressionless, saying, "I am not special. Even if I die, a new Revolutionary Army Leader will appear. Sabo is quite good, hahahahaha, I have high hopes for him."
"What we need to do is overthrow the absurd world constructed by the World Government, not become new Celestial Dragons."
Although he was the leader who founded the Revolutionary Army, he did not consider himself special.
The Pirate World never lacked defiant lives; everyone could become a leader of the Revolutionary Army. What he had to do was to create the best possible environment for the Revolutionary Army members.
The mysterious Game Merchant, the magical Trial Tower, and various dazzling skills.
They absolutely could not be missed.
Dragon had a premonition that if they could seize this opportunity, the Revolutionary Army might usher in earth-shattering changes.
"It's the Revolutionary Army!"
Sengoku's eyes widened, and he quickly picked up the Den Den Mushi, issuing orders: "The world's most dangerous criminals have appeared on Death Island. All Navy stationed at the island's edge, gather towards the southwest corner with full effort to capture the Revolutionary Army Leader."
He hadn't expected to catch such a big fish.
Compared to the pirates, who were as dense as ants across the four seas, these inconspicuous Revolutionary Army members were the true hidden danger to the World Government.
Even Whitebeard only dared to claim territory in the New World.
Even powerful figures like Red Hair and Big Mom never dared to provoke the World Government and the Celestial Dragons.
But it was precisely these Revolutionary Army members who openly challenged the World Government, intending to overthrow the World Nobles.
Navy Headquarters could tolerate some pirates, and even recruit legitimate pirates like the Shichibukai when military strength was insufficient, but they would absolutely not tolerate an organization that sought to overthrow the World Government.
All this time,
the Revolutionary Army had been elusive, darting around the four seas and the Grand Line, inciting slaves and commoners to rebel against nobles and cause chaos.
Every time the Navy arrived, it was too late.
This time, they were finally caught.
Sengoku excitedly spoke into the Den Den Mushi: "All Navy, mobilize! Navy who haven't touched the contract fruit, stand by outside the Trial Tower! All Navy on Death Island, move out and encircle them!"
"Are these wicked guys out of their minds?"
Akainu looked up at the Revolutionary Army team exposed on the screen.
Hot steam rose from his mouth as he spoke, "Inciting wars everywhere, slandering the World Government's reputation, and opposing the Navy—these parasites should be cleaned up."
"Prepare a ship for me!"
"Sakazuki?"
"I'm going to the East Blue to personally deal with these world parasites."
Akainu leaned his hands on the table, slowly rose, and walked out of the conference room.
Sengoku frowned.
These bastards really didn't listen to orders; they did whatever they wanted.
However, sending a Navy Admiral to capture the Revolutionary Army was also appropriate, and Sakazuki was acting in line with his wishes this time, so there was no need to stop him.
It's just that his preferred choice would have been Borsalino.
His Devil Fruit ability would allow him to reach the East Blue much faster.
Sengoku turned his head,
and saw Kizaru, who was stroking his messy stubble, legs crossed, staring at the screen with an expression of admiration for Revolutionary Army Leader Dragon.
Forget it, Sakazuki was more reliable.
Deep within Death Island.
There were mass graves everywhere, flickering ghost fires, paper money scattered across the sky, and dense buildings.
All sides were covered by ancient architectural complexes.
Vermilion gates, grey stone slab floors, large red lanterns hanging high, and mournful, plaintive sounds continuously emanating from these grand houses and courtyards.
If the outer perimeter was merely eerie and terrifying in atmosphere,
the depths of Death Island felt like arriving in an ancient Ghost Town.
"Even the departed spirits cannot hinder my swordsmanship."
Mihawk's gaze was sharp as he stepped into a courtyard with red candles and lanterns lit before its gate.
Soon, dazzling sword energy and the wails of red-clothed spirits burst forth from beyond the high walls.
His current level was [11].
The surrounding spirits were also hovering around levels [9~13], which was intentionally done by the Game Merchant to allow players to continuously level up by delving deeper into the island.
The sword seed within Mihawk had consumed more than half of the reward points he obtained from hunting Pollution Monsters.
Unlike other players who chose to upgrade several skills simultaneously or thought about combining various equipment and accessories,
for Mihawk, a decent set of equipment, a weapon, and a sword seed capable of continuously condensing sword energy were already enough.
His [Sword Seed] had been upgraded to Lv.10.
It came with two attributes.
Lv.5 attribute: Sword Energy +18.
Lv.10 attribute: Sword Energy +43.
Now, every time Mihawk swung his blade, it unleashed terrifying sword energy in waves of emerald green light.
Burning with emerald green flames, it could not only destroy the physical body but also scorch the soul.
Buzz.
The red-clothed spirit, cleaved apart by the sword energy, dissipated, and a burst of purple light erupted.
A drop?
Mihawk skillfully walked over and picked up the purple halo.
As the purple light faded, inside was a pitted, somewhat purplish stone.
"Whetstone?!"
Even Mihawk, with his powerful mental world, couldn't help but exclaim.
He had hunted dozens of red-clothed spirits and had also dropped whetstones, but most of them were green and blue.
His purple-quality Black Blade required a purple whetstone.
"I've been waiting."
Mihawk took a deep breath and gently placed the purple whetstone against the Black Blade.
[Consumed [Whetstone (Purple)] successfully, Weapon Sharpness +1]
A sharp gleam flashed on the Black Blade's edge, as if it could blind the eyes of anyone who looked directly at it.
"Hahahahahahaha"
Mihawk, uncharacteristically, burst into loud laughter, disregarding etiquette.
Fang Yi, inside the Game House, shook his head repeatedly, thinking, "A single whetstone makes him this happy. When the Pirate World catches up to the Ninja World's progress and the enhancement system opens, won't Mihawk go crazy?"
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