"Six years, four major powers, annihilated one after another.
The Navy, through war of blood and fire, raised the banner of justice and defeated one evil after another.
Hearing this, Vladimir's eye twitched. He was speechless for a long time. The Big Mom Pirates were clearly destroyed by him, so what did the Navy have to do with it?
Even in a dream, reality that had already happened couldn't be altered!
Sengoku continued to speak, his voice becoming even louder.
"Yes, the Four Emperors are gone, but peace has not arrived. In this world, there still exists the largest, most evil, and strongest mysterious force: the Phantom Organization!"
"They are reckless and cruel. Their first appearance was in the year 1510 of the Grand Line. This mysterious force has been lurking for countless years, solely aiming to seize world hegemony and plunge the entire world under their dominion!"
The more Sengoku spoke, the more his emotions surged. "The war is not over! For 4 years, a full 4 years, over a thousand days and nights of fierce battles, all members of the Phantom Pirates have finally been arrested by our Navy! And now, on this sacred day, we will broadcast live to the entire world, the public execution of the Phantom Pirates!"
With a loud shout, the hundreds of thousands of Marines below responded in unison.
Their voices were incredibly loud, as if they could pierce the heavens.
"Public execution!"
"Public execution!"
"Public execution!"
The sound waves converged, forming a breathtaking force.
"The time has come, public execution!" Sengoku's expression was solemn. He raised his right arm and shouted, "Justice will prevail!"
Justice will prevail!
This was another sacred phrase. Hundreds of thousands of officers, united in their purpose, would crush all evil.
Vladimir frowned, muttering, "This is too perfunctory. They don't explain the specifics of the war at all. Our Phantom Organization is stronger than all the other four major powers combined, and they just gloss over it like this?"
Perhaps Sengoku, even in his dream, hadn't thought of how to describe this victory.
However, it was just a complaint. Vladimir didn't care about these things; he hadn't forgotten his objective.
This was likely Sengoku's sweet dream, and he needed the dream owner's fear. Naturally, he had to disrupt this sweet dream.
Thinking this, amidst the triumphant declaration of "Justice will prevail," Vladimir leaped into the air.
He simply stood in mid-air, instantly drawing countless gazes.
"Hahahaha, Sengoku, you only dream of destroying us, the Phantom Organization!"
Vladimir laughed wildly.
"Who are you!?" Sengoku's expression changed drastically.
"Hmph, you think our Phantom Organization only has a mere ten members?"
Vladimir crossed his arms and looked down at Sengoku with disdain. "I am the Fearful Great Demon King, the Abyss Dominator of the Phantom Organization! Mere humans, tremble in fear!"
"Abyss Dominator?"
"Another Dominator-level!?"
"Impossible!"
Countless people exclaimed.
Sengoku was even more incredulous. "Aren't there only three Dominator-level individuals?"
In response, Vladimir grinned playfully.
"There are five members in the Four Heavenly Kings, that's common knowledge!"
...
"Four Heavenly Kings have five members, what kind of bullshit common knowledge is that!?"
Sengoku was both shocked and enraged. He never expected the Phantom Organization to have another Dominator-level executive.
Although this was a dream world, Sengoku was not lucid dreaming. To him, everything was real, and he didn't know he was actually dreaming.
At this moment, as the public execution was about to commence, an Abyss Dominator suddenly appeared. Without even thinking, he knew this person was here to rescue the prisoners!
After the initial shock, Sengoku quickly regained his composure and snorted coldly. "You chose the path to hell when heaven's gate was open! Marines, attack together and suppress this remnant of the Phantom Organization!"
As soon as he spoke, he made the first move.
His entire body rapidly expanded, and he leaped from the execution platform towards Vladimir.
In mid-air, Sengoku's body transformed into a giant golden Buddha. This time, the manifestation of his ability was far more massive than Vladimir knew.
The golden Buddha was a hundred meters tall. Raising its right hand, it brought down a palm strike.
"Buddha's Light Impact!"
With a loud roar, Sengoku unleashed this palm strike, actually projecting a large area of golden Buddha light from a distance, forming a fan shape that sealed off all airspace around Vladimir.
"Cheating!"
Vladimir's mouth twitched. He muttered inwardly, "Can you ignore age and time in a dream, forcibly placing yourself in your prime?"
The Sengoku in this dream was far stronger than the Sengoku in reality.
However, Vladimir was completely unfazed. His Demon King body was virtually indestructible, capable of regenerating from a single drop of blood. A mere palm strike from a giant Buddha couldn't even injure him.
Moreover, this was a dream; concepts like death and injury didn't exist.
Thinking this, Vladimir laughed heartily and said, "I am the Fearful Great Demon King. How dare a mere golden Buddha act so presumptuously before me?"
He didn't dodge or evade, charging straight into the golden light.
Since it was a dream, who was afraid of whom!
The dream's owner was Sengoku, but Vladimir possessed "Dream Invasion." As long as Sengoku wavered, even slightly, and felt a shred of fear, he could gradually erode this dream, turn the tables, and then, with a mere breath, he could wipe out hundreds of thousands of Marines.
Seeing him charge forward madly, Sengoku couldn't help but be stunned, then snorted coldly, "Arrogant!"
Boom!
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