One Piece: From Picking Up Red Hair's Broken Arm

Chapter 241 Divine Riders? Kneel down too!

"Garp..."

Sengoku stared at Garp, paused, and said, "This guy was injured recently and is in very poor condition. Sending him to fight would probably only cause trouble."

“Then…” Satan frowned slightly.

"There are still other people at headquarters."

Sengoku turned to look at the doorway. "Someone! Contact Zephyr immediately! Tell him to drop everything at the recruit training camp and head to Sabaody Archipelago as fast as possible!"

"Zeffa?"

Satan nodded, quite satisfied with the decision. "It would be a better choice to send him."

"Black Wrist" Zephyr.

Although he has stepped down to the second line, he is still a former admiral and his strength remains.

More importantly, even the Holy Land now knows that old man Garp and Shano have a long-standing relationship, seemingly having known each other for many years.

But Zefa is different.

Having lost an arm after his student was killed, Zephyr became fiercely opposed to evil and hated pirates, and had never had any contact with the Fallen before.

I imagine they will deliver a more reassuring result.

……

Naval Headquarters, recruit training camp.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the training ground in a crimson-gold hue. The young naval personnel, drenched in sweat, were engaged in combat training in pairs.

"Keep going for ten more sets!"

Zephyr stood on the sidelines, toothpick in his mouth, and roared, "Don't tell me you're tired! Real pirates don't stop attacking just because you're tired!"

The recruits, with pained expressions, gritted their teeth and continued to throw punches.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from the edge of the training field, and the messenger almost stumbled over.

"Chief Instructor Zephyr! Emergency order!"

Zefa unfolded the document, glanced at it briefly, and immediately frowned.

Why is it another Celestial Dragon?
Hmph, you expect him to clean up the mess left by the Celestial Dragons? He's no longer an Admiral, no longer a direct subordinate of the Celestial Dragons, so why should he?
Zefa almost instinctively wanted to refuse.

But then it suddenly occurred to me that I hadn't received such an emergency transfer order in a long time.

Even someone like him, a second-tier retiree, has to be sent out. Headquarters is probably really short-handed right now...

"Decided during the Warring States period?"

Zefa narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Yes, Mr. Zephyr."

Ultimately, unwilling to put his old friend in a difficult position, Zefa hesitated for a moment, then sighed and instructed his adjutant behind him:

"Have Ain and Binz bring their men to the dock immediately and come with me. This is a good opportunity for them to gain experience."

"Understood, Professor Zephyr!"

The adjutant hurried away, and Zefa grabbed the Justice Cloak and put it on. He looked up at the horizon and muttered somewhat irritably:

"Is Borsalino going to fight alongside me this time...?"

-

Chambord, the main entrance to the amusement park.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Jack sat on the backs of the two Celestial Dragons, perhaps getting a little bored while waiting. He would yawn, stretch, and occasionally let out a loud fart, causing Charlia Palace and Puminge Saint below to groan in pain.

The surrounding naval soldiers stared wide-eyed at the scene, their expressions varied, but none dared to make a move.

"Hmm? It's Professor Zephyr?"

Kizaru, who was on the phone, scratched his chin, his expression becoming somewhat subtle and strange. "Mr. Sengoku, is there no other candidate we can send?"

"This is not the time to be picky! Don't worry, several lieutenant generals will also be accompanying us, and the troops we send are enough to blockade the entire Sabaody Archipelago."

Zhan Guo said in a deep voice:
"However, the final decision rests with the Knights of God. Once the esteemed figures from the Holy Land arrive, you can simply relinquish command and obey their orders."

"Ah, I understand."

Kizaru hung up the phone and looked up at the sky. "But there's still no movement. We're about to go over time. This is really worrying..."

"Six minutes are up."

Almost the instant he finished muttering those words, Xia Nuo, sitting cross-legged on the rock, glanced at Kizaru and calmly spoke:
"Borusalino, it seems the Knights of God are slower than I expected. Let's make our move, Jack."

"Yes, boss!"

Jack immediately reached behind his back and pulled out his crescent scythe. "Two choices, this is so difficult. So, which one should we start with?"

"no, do not want……"

Saint Purming's lips trembled as he pleaded tearfully, "Cut Charlia first, please, I beg you, cut her first, I... I can't be crippled! I can give you money, lots and lots of money..."

"Pulminger!"

Charlia Palace trembled with rage. She struggled to lift her head and screamed hysterically, "You, you coward, how dare you... Hey! Big guy, no matter how much he gives you, I'll give you double, no, triple! Chop him down first, chop him down for me!"

"You slut!"

"You dead mushroom head!"

The two of them turned their heads and started hurling insults at each other, throwing out all sorts of vile and offensive words, revealing their ugly side.

"It's noisy!"

Jack roared angrily, his face dark, and after the two fell silent, his disdainful gaze fell on Pullminger Saint's face:

"You don't even think before you start betraying your comrades? As expected of Celestial Dragons, disgusting. Hey, Mushroom Head, you betrayed them first, so let's start with you."

"do not want!"

Jack remained unmoved, a cold glint flashing in his hand as he swung down without hesitation!
"Ahhhhh!!"

Amidst a piercing scream, Saint Purminger's right arm snapped off, blood gushing out. He convulsed in agony, howling incessantly.

Kizaru stepped forward with a grim face, seemingly reluctant to stop her, but Kuina had already drawn her Wado Ichimonji and coldly blocked the way.

Kizaru sighed and retreated.

After five minutes, a limb would be cut off every minute, and a minute passed very quickly.

Before Pullminger Saint's screams had even subsided, Shano had already raised a second finger: "Jack."

"I know, boss!"

Jack looked at Charlia Palace, scratched his head sheepishly, and said, "Well, to be fair, this time it's your turn."

Charlilla Palace turned deathly pale in an instant.

"No, don't come here!"

Her voice was filled with unprecedented terror as she crawled backward in fear and dread. Suddenly, a warm liquid flowed down her thigh, soaking her expensive Celestial Dragon robe.

A fishy, ​​pungent smell immediately filled the air, and the sailors who were nearby instinctively frowned and covered their noses.

—This high-ranking world nobleman actually lost control of his bladder in full view of everyone!
Charlia was filled with shame and indignation, her face turning bright red. She tried to cover her face and curl up, but Jack stepped on her, making her unable to move. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, mixing with snot and covering her swollen cheeks.

Please, please!

She finally broke down and cried out, "Don't kill me... I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I will never come to Chambord again, I will never ride slaves, and I will never buy slaves again, waaaaah..." "You don't know you were wrong, you know you are going to die."

Jack's gaze was deep and his tone was solemn.

Then, to Kizaru's astonishment, he grinned, gave a thumbs-up, and pointed behind his shoulder, "That's a cool line, right? The boss taught me that!"

Swish!
The scythe was raised high once more, its target: Charlia Palace!
"Stop right there, Your Majesty!!!"

boom!
Almost simultaneously, accompanied by a sharp cry, black lightning suddenly exploded!

Immediately afterwards, a huge pentagram array suddenly appeared, and three figures could be vaguely seen emerging from it.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the true appearance of the newcomer was revealed.

The person on the left is petite and slender, wearing goggles and a wide-brimmed hat, a cloak, and a double-breasted shirt. From his mouth to his body, many places are wrapped in bandages.

Member of the Knights of God, military palace.

The person on the right, like the ordinary Celestial Dragons, wears a bubble hood, has unicorn horns, a long, snake-like neck, a long beard, and eyebrows that rise like flames.

A member of the Knights of God, Saint Qilingom.

The one in the middle has the exact same appearance as Shanks, one of the Four Emperors, with flowing red hair and a calm and aloof demeanor.

Saint Shamrock, Vice Commander of the Knights of God.

"Has the main character finally arrived?" Xia Nuo finally smiled and raised her head.

The last time I saw him in person was right after I left Fishman Island and entered the New World. Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

"Xia Nuo!"

Before Shamrock could speak, Junzi had already stepped forward, his gaze icy as he swept his eyes over the two Celestial Dragons being held down by Jack, a flash of anger in his eyes:

"And you, big guy, are so audacious as to insult the gods! You're asking for death!"

"court death?"

Xia Nuo rested her chin on her hand, scrutinizing the other party with great interest. "Didn't your God's Knights try so hard to recruit me? What, have you changed your mind now?"

"Recruit?"

Junzi snorted coldly, "It's undeniable that I did have that plan originally, but now, after committing such a horrific atrocity, you no longer have the chance!"

"Is that right, Vice Commander?"

She turned to look at Shamrock, her tone carrying a hint of interrogation.

"Yes, I've already given up on that idea."

Shamlock ignored Junzi's attitude, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes as he looked at Xia Nuo, his tone cold:
"Your actions have truly disappointed me, Xia Nuo. It seems our connection has come to an end."

"It's good that the attitude is clear, Deputy Commander. I reminded you before that there's no need to be so polite to ordinary people like this."

Junzi turned his head and glanced at Jack. Although he was clearly looking up at him, there was an inexplicable sense of condescension in his expression.
"Hey, you big guy, let those two go. They've completely disgraced the descendants of the Creator, but they're still our kin. This is your final warning, or else..."

"What else?"

The deep voice, which was tens of meters away one moment, was now right next to my ear the next.

Shamlock's pupils contracted, he turned to look to the side, and subconsciously drew his sword.

But... in the end, we were still a step too late!
boom! ! !
Junzi maintained his arrogant demeanor, as if he were ordering his servants around, and a fist wrapped in black and red domineering energy slammed hard into her face!

This punch was as fast as lightning.

Junzi had no time to react. Everything went black before his eyes, and he was sent flying like a cannonball, spitting blood all the way before crashing heavily into the ground some distance away.

But, this is not over yet!

Swish!
With a flash, Xia Nuo caught up with the flying Jun Zi, grinned, and swung his right leg high like a battle axe, wrapped in black and red lightning, and slammed it down on Jun Zi's back!
Click!

Junzi screamed as his spine snapped on the spot, and he was slammed into the ground, creating a spiderweb-like crater ten meters in diameter.

"Cough...you..."

Junzi's face was covered in blood, and he struggled to lift his head.

Snapped!
Xia Nuo's foot was already pressing down on her face, shoving that arrogant face hard into the pile of rubble, rubbing it back and forth for several seconds.

"The Knights of God seem to be even more clueless about themselves than ordinary Celestial Dragons."

Xia Nuo bent down, grabbed her hair, lifted her up abruptly, and kicked her hard in the back of the knee. "You piece of trash who can't even use your Devil Fruit power in front of me, who gave you the guts to talk to me like that?"

Kneel down too!
Kaka!

Junzi's kneecaps cracked with a sickening sound, and she fell heavily to her knees uncontrollably. Her face, covered in blood, was contorted with pain, but she still tried to lift her head, her eyes filled with resentment.

"You, how dare you..."

"Shut up."

Xia Nuo slapped her across the face with his backhand.

Junzi's neck bones cracked with a snap, his head tilted to one side, several broken teeth mixed with blood and foam flew out, and his eyes became unfocused and vacant.

Xia Nuo then withdrew his foot, leaving Junzi kneeling there motionless with his head down like a broken rag doll.

He didn't rush to finish off the enemy.

Like the Five Elders, the Knights of God possess the ability of immortality bestowed by Im; even if decapitated, they can regenerate instantly at an extremely fast speed.

However, it seems that an excessive amount of high-quality Conqueror's Haki can temporarily suppress this regenerative ability.
Xia Nuo narrowed his eyes slightly. Today he finally had a chance, so he might as well give it a try.

"Junzi!!!"

Qilingom Saint finally snapped out of his shock and roared angrily. A circle of purplish-black flames ignited behind him, and he instantly transformed into a half-Qilin form, ready to charge forward.

"Mortal! Mortal! How dare you..."

"Shut up too!"

A glint of crimson light flashed in Xia Nuo's eyes. He stretched out one hand, spreading his five fingers and opening his palm towards Qilingom Saint.

hum!
A terrifying surge of Conqueror's Haki erupted like a raging torrent, crashing down upon the Qilin!

boom! ! !
Kirin Grimm Saint's Kirin form was instantly forced to bend its limbs slightly, and the purplish-black flame cloud that represented the awakening of the Zoan type trembled violently under the impact of Conqueror's Haki, almost extinguishing.

He subconsciously took half a step back, and his beastly eyes, which had been burning with rage, suddenly regained their clarity and flashed with a hint of fear.

"Lord Shamrock!"

Qilingom Saint turned his head and shouted anxiously, "Are we just going to watch Junzi be humiliated like this?!"

"Take it easy, Chiringom."

Shamrock took a deep breath, his eyes beneath his red hair shifting between light and shadow.

Didn't he want to take action just now?
But just a moment ago, he was also momentarily distracted by the terrifying aura emanating from Xia Nuo, which caused him to miss his train in time.

At such close range, he was absolutely certain that the oppressive aura emanating from Xia Nuo was a whole level stronger than when they first met half a year ago!
At least in terms of Conqueror's Haki, that's the general feeling!
Is this monster... still getting stronger?!
Also.

If you don't have that level of power, how could you fight Kaido for days and nights without a clear winner?
How could they possibly dare to come to the Sabaody Archipelago, which is only a step away from Marineford, with just a few people, and so brazenly provoke us!
Even among the world's top-tier powerhouses, there are still differences between them.

Just like the relationship between himself and Shanks... Even someone as proud as him had to admit that he now seemed to be somewhat inferior to his own brother.

"Hey, Borsalino."

Shamrock glanced at someone and calmly spoke:
"Haven't you watched the show long enough? There's no possibility of peace talks now. I, the Holy One, will personally take action and wipe out these madmen here. Shouldn't you come and lend a hand?"

"Watching a show?"

Kizaru looked bewildered and pointed at himself, saying, "Eh, are you talking about me? Lord Shamrock, what, what are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)