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"The Celestial Dragons are really physically fit; even after being beaten like this, they can still shout with great energy."
By the time the guards realized the seriousness of the situation, the entire perimeter of Mary Geoise was engulfed in flames.
"Quickly! Go and notify the Navy!"
"The Holy Land has been invaded. Send the navy to provide support immediately!"
A CP agent is shouting at a Den Den Mushi (a type of electric courier).
But it was too late—
In the outer areas, Tiger has already achieved the first step of his plan.
He smashed the bridge with a punch, trying to slow down the guards' pursuit and allow more slaves to leave.
at this time--
"How dare a lowly, inferior race come to the Holy Land to run wild?!"
"Offending the descendants of God is a capital offense!"
"Divine Judgment - Cloud Radiance!"
A blood-red slash shot straight toward Tiger, imbued with terrifying power, leaving a series of sonic booms in the air.
If Tiger had been slashed in that way, even with his physical abilities, he definitely wouldn't have been able to get up for a while.
With a clang, a long saber was placed in front of the sword energy, shattering it.
Garin frowned as he looked at the figure that appeared in front of Fisher Tiger, veins bulging on his forehead:
Christopher! It's you again!
His voice began to deepen:
"This is the third time..."
Garin stared intently at Christopher, his gaze sharp as a blade:
"This is the third time you've blocked my sword for these beasts."
Christopher's longsword was held across his chest, the back of the blade reflecting the silhouettes of fleeing slaves in the distance:
"You finally counted them all? It seems even gods can do arithmetic."
"What tricks are you playing?"
Fisher Tiger took a few steps back, distancing himself from the two men.
The Fishman Karate's starting stance was aimed at Karin, but his eyes remained fixed on Christopher:
"Celestial Dragons rescuing slaves? Is this some new torture game?"
Chapter 102 Even animals know you're not normal
Garin's cold laugh shook off the burning debris from the eaves:
"Did you hear that, Christopher?"
Even animals know you're not normal!
He pointed the tip of his sword at Tiger:
"I'll settle our score with you after I deal with this inferior race."
You can't solve anything!
Christopher had already reached Garin, his longsword flashing as he interrupted the attack.
"Eight hundred years have passed, and all you can do besides shout about 'bloodline' and 'divinity'?"
Tiger realized at that moment that the person in front of him was an extraordinary Celestial Dragon, possessing great love in his heart.
He was silent for a moment, then asked:
"Why help us?"
"why?"
Christopher suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter drowned out by the roar of the collapsing building:
Look around you!
"Among those escaped slaves were children branded at the age of three, and women who were blinded for simply looking up at a Celestial Dragon."
"You ask me, why is there a 'why' for this?"
Karin, unable to bear it any longer, unleashed his Conqueror's Haki:
"Letting them continue to live is already the greatest blessing!"
"The lowly ants should kneel at the feet of the descendants of God; this was ordained from the very beginning!"
"Without us, they wouldn't even deserve to live!"
Christopher, equally unyielding, unleashed an astonishing surge of Conqueror's Haki.
"They will only be better off without us!"
He turned to Tiger and said:
"Go on your way, your ship is waiting for you."
"And then you're left here alone to face this guy who looks like he's going to be tough to deal with?"
Tiger stepped forward and stood next to Christopher:
"Don't get me wrong, I don't trust you Celestial Dragons."
"But right now, this guy in front of me is more troublesome."
A cold glint flashed in Garin's eyes, and an aura of dominance gathered at the tip of his sword.
"That's so touching..."
"A collaboration between traitors and rats?"
"You think you can stop me with just you and a rat?!"
Christopher pointed his longsword at Garin:
"You talk too much, Garin."
"I've wanted to have a real battle with you for a long time."
Meanwhile, in Honggang.
Before attacking Red Harbor, the revolutionary army made a complete plan.
Using the crows' abilities, they scouted Red Harbor's defenses and prepared for a major battle.
To everyone's surprise, none of this happened. They advanced with unstoppable momentum, reaching the vicinity of the control room.
"Something is wrong!"
Long raised his hand to stop the group from moving forward, and warily surveyed their surroundings:
"Red Harbor should not have only such a small garrison."
However, given their current predicament, they must continue forward.
The steel pier gleamed coldly in the firelight of Mary Geoise, and the air was thick with the smells of gunpowder and the sea.
In front of the elevator control tower, a tall figure stood with his greatsword planted in the ground, its blade as black as ink and gleaming with a cold light.
He was none other than Ironclad Horn, a naval admiral from the same era as Sengoku and Zephyr.
Now, Horn's hair is gray and he looks much older than Sengoku, but his aura is still astonishing.
"The dregs of the sea."
Horn's voice was deep and imposing:
"You think you can take this place while things are in chaos? How utterly foolish."
The revolutionary army marched slowly forward, led by the dragon, with Ivankov, whose head-to-body ratio was unusually exaggerated, following beside them.
Behind them, Betty stood at the front carrying the flag, Lindbergh adjusted his weapon, and Maurice and Raven stood on either side.
More revolutionary soldiers surrounded him, forming a massive confrontation with the naval admiral in front of them.
Rayleigh blended into the crowd and appeared completely inconspicuous.
He didn't intend to be the center of attention for the time being; he needed to rescue Hancock and the others first.
"General Iron Wall, step aside."
The dragon's voice was calm and steady:
"What you are guarding is nothing but a rotten cage."
“I was once a navy officer, and I witnessed their atrocities firsthand.”
"The navy should be a force that protects justice; stop being so stubborn!"
Horn sneered, his gaze sweeping over every member of the revolutionary army:
"A bunch of ignorant ants, do they even dare to talk about justice?"
"You traitors who have betrayed the order deserve to be crushed under the wheels of justice!"
"Especially you, you naval traitor—Monkey D. Dragon!"
Betty clenched her fist, the flag fluttering in the wind:
"Old man, no matter how strong your sword is, it can't stop the fire in people's hearts!"
Horn scoffed:
"Just you guys?"
"A ragtag army of lowly commoners dares to dream of shaking the foundations of the world government?"
Lindberg cursed under his breath, his finger already on the trigger.
Ivankov pressed down on his shoulder:
"Don't act impulsively, stick to the plan."
Long raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, his gaze never leaving Horn:
"Your loyalty is admirable, but your blindness is equally pathetic."
A flash of anger crossed Horn's eyes:
"I am protecting order!"
"And you are nothing but thugs who create chaos!"
It must be said that there are quite a few people in the navy who share similar ideas.
They knew that the existence of the World Government and the Celestial Dragons was not just.
But they believe that even the worst order is better than no order at all.
These people will work desperately to keep the system running until it completely collapses.
Hearing Horn's words, Betty could no longer hold back and took a step forward:
"Order? The Celestial Dragons' order of treating slaves like livestock?"
"Your justice is nothing but a blood-stained lie!"
Horn's greatsword slowly rose, its tip pointing at Betty:
"Little girl, your mouth is more annoying than your abilities."
Dragon slightly turned his head and whispered to Betty:
"Proceed according to plan and stall him for a while."
“Once we take control of the elevator, the freed slaves of Mary Geoise will be able to rush down soon.”
"There are many strong individuals among them."
"At that time, with your Devil Fruit ability, you will have a high chance of defeating him."
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