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Dimon didn't know if Olvia had returned to the island.
He said he would take Spandam to find someone, but in reality he brought the person to himself.
When Spandam saw a giant, a little girl, and a little boy eating grilled fish around a campfire, his eyes widened in astonishment.
"You...you are Vice Admiral Saul, the giant of the Navy!"
Spandam pointed at Sauro and shouted.
That bastard!
That bastard let Nicole Olvia go, forcing him to come to this godforsaken place, the West Sea, to carry out a mission.
"Dad, this giant, he's a criminal who was supposed to be arrested! We're lucky, we actually managed to... um? Dad?"
The words stopped abruptly.
Spandam watched helplessly as his "father" walked up to the little boy and handed over the golden Den Den Mushi.
After that, his father died!
Disappeared into the shadows!
"Dad!?" Spandam exclaimed blankly.
"I don't have a good-for-nothing son like you."
Dimon picked up from the tree stump, fiddling with the golden Den Den Mushi.
Before Spandam could react upon seeing the face, the two CP9 agents behind him changed their expressions drastically.
Without any hesitation, Raschi and Kamaya turned and ran away immediately.
There's no time to warn others; if you're even a second late, they're doomed!
Who could have predicted that I would meet that legendary brewer in the West Sea!
What a hell!
No hesitation!
As for Spandam, he can only hope for the best.
"Your reaction time is pretty fast, but your speed is too slow."
How could Dimon let them escape? He moved swiftly, instantly blocking their retreat.
"Hello everyone, why are you running?"
"Brewmaster, Dimon!!"
Lushch was covered in cold sweat, and he couldn't stop trembling just standing in front of this man.
This is an incredibly ruthless person who can instantly kill a general!
"My name is Dior now, don't call me by the wrong name."
Raschi and Kamaya exchanged a glance, their eyes conveying a deep understanding between them.
The two fled in completely opposite directions, one to the left and one to the right.
They knew very well that one of them would be caught, but as long as the other person could escape, the intelligence could be passed on.
However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is very cruel.
Twisted Future: Rubber Man!
With a flick of his wrists, Dimon stretched out his arms to the left and right, grabbing the backs of the two men's heads from behind.
The next moment, a demon was created!
In the blink of an eye, dark demonic power devoured the two, transforming the two CP9 agents into imps.
Dimon deliberately did not change their appearance, allowing them to retain their original looks.
Looking at the two kneeling before him, Dimon gave a simple and direct order:
"Spandam stays, the rest are killed."
The two immediately headed towards their subordinates. As superhumans who had mastered the Six Powers, they were like wolves pouncing on a flock of sheep when facing these ordinary agents.
The agents hurriedly opened fire in retaliation.
Spandam was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, too exhausted to even run away.
In just over ten seconds, all the men he brought were killed, and the woodland was filled with the stench of blood.
"You...you're the brewer! Please, please don't kill me!"
"How could I kill you, my dear son?"
Dimon walked up to Spandam and made a sarcastic remark with a half-smile:
"Forget it, I don't have a good-for-nothing son like you."
He grabbed the other's head and transformed Spandam into a little devil as well.
After doing all that, he waved his hand, signaling the three newborn little demons to clean up the corpse.
Dimon sat down in front of the wooden stake and picked up the golden Den Den Mushi to study it.
Saul, who had watched the whole thing, was dumbfounded and said in a daze:
"This is... a golden Den Den Mushi? Mr. Dimon, as long as you don't press it, the Buster Call won't be activated, and even if the fleet arrives, it won't bombard Ohara!"
Everything happened so fast that he hadn't even figured out what was going on yet.
But he recognized the Golden Den Den Mushi.
Each general possessed one; this one must be from the Warring States period.
"If I go to the Navy Headquarters and press it, will the fleet bombard the Navy Headquarters?" Dimon asked curiously.
Saul was stunned; as a former vice admiral, this question had caught him off guard.
I had never considered this possibility before, and my mind went blank for a moment.
After a long pause, he said:
"It might be possible in other places, but it's different at the Navy Headquarters. They should confirm with the Admiral first."
“I see. What about the Holy Land of Mary Geoise... Hmm? That doesn’t seem to work either. That place is at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the warships’ cannons can’t reach it.”
At this point, Dimon suddenly felt bored.
The navy's warships are truly useless; they can't even bombard holy sites.
He tossed the golden Den Den Mushi to Yamato.
"Here, you can play with it."
Yamato, with a piece of grilled fish in his mouth, freed one hand to catch it.
Den Den Mushi are living creatures; humans have simply installed various devices on them, giving them different functions.
At this moment, the golden Den Den Mushi was moved to tears.
Driven by its biological instincts, it sensed a terrifying aura emanating from Dimon.
In comparison, the little human girl in front of me is quite cute and seems harmless.
The golden Den Den Mushi gave Yamato a fawning look.
Sauro was terrified and hurriedly said:
"Don't press it, little girl! If you do, the island will be ruined!"
Dimon waited for the Buster Call fleet to arrive, and that wait lasted from morning until afternoon.
Saul stayed with Yamato, constantly watching the Golden Den Den Mushi, afraid that the child might accidentally press it.
Fortunately, that didn't happen.
Dumon thought the giant was quite good at playing with children; Yamato rode on his head and wandered around the forest.
Suddenly, his Observation Haki detected numerous scents, and he looked out towards the sea.
A fleet, arranged in a long, straight line, was slowly sailing towards the island.
"It's finally here."
The Buster Call fleet approached Ohara, with ten warships lining up around the coast.
"Lieutenant General Kuzan, we've arrived."
The adjutant came to remind him.
Aokiji took off his blindfold, about to give a reprimand, but when he saw Ohara ahead, he had no choice but to swallow his words.
"Oh my god... We've finally arrived."
He scratched his head, got up and walked to the bow of the ship. Seeing that his men behind him had not moved, he turned around and asked, "Has the signal come?"
"No, the silver Den Den Mushi is still silent."
"What is Spandam doing?"
Aokiji was speechless.
The silver Den Den Mushi didn't ring, and there was nothing they could do but wait there.
"You all stay on the boat, I'll go down and take a look."
With that, Aokiji leaped from the warship to the shore.
As soon as he straightened up and looked up, Aokiji found that there was someone standing in front of him.
A little boy.
The little boy, with his hands in his pockets, arrogantly sized him up.
Aokiji broke out in a cold sweat instantly.
I didn't see him on the ship; he only appeared the moment he landed!
"Good afternoon... brewer." Aokiji's lips twitched as he forced a greeting.
Dimon pulled his right hand out of his pocket and made a gun gesture.
"Don't move, you brat Kuzan."
Aokiji dared not move!
Chapter 147 Damon's Nen Ability
The blue pheasant dared not move.
Seeing this childish face easily reminds one of his teacher, Zephyr.
Whenever I think of Professor Zephyr, I can't help but recall the two times he was instantly defeated by his opponent.
If he dares to make a move, he'll probably end up like Professor Zephyr.
"surrender……"
Aokiji simply raised his hands above his head.
He then realized there were ten warships behind him, and immediately explained:
"Don't get me wrong, we're not here to arrest you, and we can't catch you with so few people."
Dimon, exasperated, said:
"You surrendered to me so easily, where is your sense of justice?"
Didn't you tell me not to move?
Aokiji thought to himself, "Such a big shot like him, liking to pretend to be a little kid, what a strange and perverse sense of humor."
Luckily, he recognized him; otherwise, if a lieutenant general hadn't, he would have suffered a great loss.
“We’re just here on this island to arrest some archaeologists who broke the law. You don’t want to protect those scholars, do you?”
Aokiji asked tentatively, but there was no information indicating that Ohara had any connection with the person in front of him.
If I had known, I wouldn't have acted so rashly.