"Kuzan! Kuzan!"
"Don't ride your broken bicycle to the East Blue… No, go directly to Bartholomew Kuma and use his Devil Fruit ability to go to the East Blue!"
In a few minutes, five warships were destroyed.
Two of them were the large warships that the Navy branches in the entire East Blue could bring out to deal with emergencies.
Their hulls were ironclad, equipped with cannons and mechanical gear.
The most crucial part was the sea stone base, which could emit vibrations similar to the sea, allowing them to pass through the Calm Belt.
The cost of a top-tier warship was nearly one billion Berries.
Did Hawkeye just sell off two of them?
Does he really treat the Navy as an ATM?
Sengoku gasped, an uncontrollable golden glow appearing on his body.
"Hawkeye is also stripped of his Shichibukai qualification!"
Soon, Bartholomew Kuma, not far from Navy Headquarters, appeared in the meeting room at Marine Headquarters.
His body was as burly and explosive as a bear, he wore a hat with bear ears, and glasses obscured his gaze, making him appear cold and stern.
The only incongruous thing was the Bible he held, symbolizing redemption.
"Long time no see, Fleet Admiral Sengoku."
Bartholomew Kuma politely nodded, saluting the highest authority of Navy Headquarters.
Sengoku had no intention of beating around the bush with Bartholomew Kuma and asked directly, "Is the matter of the Underwater Great Prison your doing?"
"Do you want to travel, Fleet Admiral Sengoku?"
Bartholomew Kuma did not respond directly, only speaking calmly.
He knew very well that the fact he was secretly protecting civilians from the World Government and communicating with the Revolutionary Army could not be completely hidden.
However, the current pacifista research still required his strength, so even if it was exposed, the other party would not do anything to him.
"Kuma, you fellow..."
Sengoku's words were on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't speak them.
He actually wanted to ask the other party, since he had already accepted the transformation into a [human weapon] and would soon lose consciousness, what was the point of doing all this?
The Revolutionary Army was just a weak organization in a precarious situation, destined not to be tolerated by the World Government for too long.
What was the point of helping the Revolutionary Army?
"Send me to the East Blue, Kuma."
Kuzan, who had been half-asleep, suddenly took off his eye mask, not letting Sengoku continue to question Kuma.
Bartholomew Kuma nodded and said, "Do you want to travel to the East Blue? It is indeed a very good travel destination. Don't resist, otherwise there might be a slight coordinate deviation."
He took off his gloves, revealing the palm of his Paw-Paw Fruit.
Bang.
A bear-like slap landed on him, and Aokiji suddenly vanished.
A barrier of air enveloped Aokiji, flying him towards the East Blue.
Bartholomew Kuma held the Bible and asked calmly, "Do you need me to go to the East Blue as well, Fleet Admiral Sengoku?"
Sengoku slammed the table and angrily said, "You want to help the Revolutionary Army?"
"Don't forget, the Revolutionary Army is an enemy of the World Government. If you disobey the World Government's orders, the consequences will be very severe."
"Don't worry, I just want to see this wind of destiny that has suddenly blown up."
Bartholomew Kuma raised his head, his gaze beneath the lenses unclear.
Hawkeye, having received enough reward points, directly unsealed his reality ability and returned to Death Island without delay.
At this moment,
Doflamingo stood on the Azure-Scaled Eagle, resisting the combined efforts of Garp and Monkey D. Dragon.
"Fufufufu..."
"Vice Admiral Garp is actually joining forces with the Revolutionary Army Leader. Does he want to betray the Navy?"
The Fiery Cloud Arm mechanism was attached to his right arm,
The blazing hot flames spread like clouds, turning a large area into a sea of fire.
"If my old man is willing to join the Revolutionary Army, I would be very welcoming."
Monkey D. Dragon stirred up gusts of emerald green storms,
Ferocious dragon heads formed from converging air currents, pouncing on the mechanical puppet in the sky.
"You brat, I'll be a Marine my whole life, so give up on that idea!"
Garp swung his iron fist, using his brawling and self-trained techniques to send countless hard stones, detached from the Ghost Town walls, flying out.
Strong Fist: Fist Bone Meteor Shower.
"Too weak, unable to unleash its full power, it poses no threat to me at all!"
Doflamingo wiggled his fingers, skillfully controlling the Azure-Scaled Eagle.
Although the 20,000 reward points mechanical puppet beast could be directly controlled by thought, adding the String-String Fruit's Parasite String made this dual control infinitely more flexible.
The Azure-Scaled Eagle flapped its wings, dodging the reverse-flowing stone rain,
Sharp, knife-like tail feathers, accompanied by the flapping of its wings, pierced through the ferocious dragon heads that came biting.
"Fufufufu... How will you two deal with this move of mine?"
Spider's Nest.
White silk threads spread out like a spider web, entangling half a street, trapping Garp and Monkey D. Dragon inside.
"If it's just this level..."
Monkey D. Dragon hadn't finished speaking when he looked up and saw countless black orbs falling like rain.
The black orbs landed on the ground with a crackling sound, extended four limbs, and crawled towards the two with extreme speed.
Mechanism: Scattering Beans into Soldiers.
Inside these dense, pitch-black beans, highly potent black gunpowder was accumulated; just a tiny sesame-sized bit could blow up a Sea Kings.
Boom boom boom boom!
Continuous violent explosions shook the entire Ghost Town.
Black smoke rose like a mushroom cloud.
Even the two, protected by their Overlord Armor and Wind Dragon Scale Armor, instantly entered a revived state.
"Indeed, even a purple-quality skill needs a strong physical state to unleash its power."
After reviving, Monkey D. Dragon directly consumed reward points to dispel the weakened state.
Then,
He unhesitatingly threw a large amount of the Revolutionary Army's operating funds into the exchange column to convert them into reward points.
Like Doflamingo, Monkey D. Dragon's state also reached its peak.
"Wind Dragon Roar!"
Monkey D. Dragon's throat swelled, and an extremely dense wind element energy gathered,
A giant magic circle, almost covering the entire street, appeared, and a colossal dragon head slowly emerged, breathing into the sky.
The storm swept through,
There was no room to dodge; the Azure-Scaled Eagle was torn into pieces like a candle in the wind.
Doflamingo, who was controlling the mechanical puppet beast, was swallowed by the storm in the blink of an eye, turning into a white light and falling to the ground.
The residual storm impact continuously slammed the newly revived Garp into several courtyards before he finally stopped.
"The Revolutionary Army Leader truly has courage!"
Doflamingo staggered to his feet, feeling the lingering power of the storm, his face filled with solemnity.
Suddenly,
As if sensing that the storm's energy posed a threat to it,
The Soul Reaper, bound by chains, began to struggle frantically, but no matter how much it struggled, it could not break free from the chains.
Finally, as if to vent all its accumulated anger, it spread its arms, and a dark, dense yin energy rapidly gathered nearby, gradually revealing a huge, pitch-black scythe.
"Scythe?"
Doflamingo looked up, and when he clearly saw the scythe, his facial muscles twitched, causing his glasses to become askew.
"This is the Soul Reaper's method, it's too terrifying, isn't it?"
Smoker and Ivankov, who were fighting, also tacitly stopped and looked at the sky.
All the players, and the audience behind the Den Den Mushi, held their breath, unconsciously swallowing their saliva.
The blade of this scythe almost covered the sky of the entire Death Island.
It was unimaginably huge.
If it were to be swung, all the players on the entire island would have their lives instantly harvested.
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