One Piece: Lord of Disaster.

Chapter 308 Expansion Begins Again! Cologne

The dark, domineering hand reappeared, lifting Roya and Morgans into the sky.

Also taken away was Trafalgar Law, who was being held tightly by another domineering hand.

"Luo!"

Sabo screamed at the sky with all his might, but with his body riddled with wounds, he had no power to save his good brother and could only watch helplessly as he was taken away.

"Mr. Dragon, could it be that we—"

Sabo instinctively turned around, wanting to seek help from Dragon.

But all he saw was Dorrag, whose head was still buried in the ground, kneeling motionless.

"Mr. Dorag?"

Sabo's voice suddenly became very soft, as if he was afraid that if he used even a little more force, he would blow the man in front of him away.

At that moment, Ivankov, limping, ran back.

He was knocked unconscious by the impact of the falling Dorag and has only just regained consciousness.

Looking at Dorag kneeling on the ground and the group of revolutionary army members surrounding them, Ivankov's face was full of anxiety and confusion.

"Hey! What's wrong? Dragon, why do you look like that?"

While anxiously questioning Dragon, he looked up at the blank-faced crowd and asked, "Why are you all here again? And what's wrong with your eyes?"

"besides!"

He looked around in alarm. "Where's Roya? Where did that monster go? Did he leave? Did he really leave?!"

But no one answered him, which drove Ivankov crazy. "Hey! Someone answer me! What's going on?!"

It had only been a few minutes, but he felt like he had missed the whole world.

"Saab!"

Ivankov finally saw a person with an expression on their face. Sabo's eyes were lowered, and the expression on his face was indistinguishable between pain and sorrow.

"What on earth happened?!"

“Ivan…”

Sabo looked up at him, and the young man shook his head in anguish, unable to utter another word.

"What exactly is going on—"

The panic on Ivankov's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a deep sense of solemnity.

For everyone to turn into this state, something truly terrifying must have happened.

"Alright, let's go back and contact the other branches!"

Ivankov heard someone say that.

"Alright, since it's the Boss's order, we must carry it out to the end!"

"Use all available resources and fight the pirates with all our might!"

"Eh?"

Ivankov looked somewhat bewildered at the revolutionary army cadres who had already dispersed.

Boss?

Engage?

What is this and what?
"Hey! Dragon! What are you doing? What's going on now?!"

Ivankov could no longer contain himself and grabbed Dorag by the shoulder, forcibly pulling him out of the ground.

"What do they mean by 'Boss'? And what's the deal with the order to engage the pirates? You understand, right? If the World Government has truly been defeated, what will happen if we try to fight the pirate alliance now?!"

However, all the anger and doubt vanished the moment he saw Dragon's face clearly.

Ivankov fell into a deeper state of confusion.

Dorrag is crying.

Tears mixed with dirt, making his whole face a mess.

"Dorag..."

Ivankov thought he had misread it.

The one who always remained calm and always persevered was actually breaking down and crying!

At this moment, Dorrag was indeed filled with despair.

Powerless.

What should I do next?

Should we allow those manipulated comrades to mobilize the Revolutionary Army and the people to resist the pirate alliance's attack? To wage a war we are destined to lose, sacrificing countless lives to please that madman who takes pleasure in the suffering of others?
Or should they forcibly stop their comrades, then allow the pirate alliance to easily rule the North Blue without any hindrance, and then let the Revolutionary Army suffer further retaliation from Roja? Or even retaliate against the civilians of the North Blue?

How to choose?
No matter which option you choose, the result will be hopeless!

I have never felt such despair in my life.

Dragon really didn't know what to do.

but.

Why are you crying?!

Ivankov punched Dragon in the face, knocking the man to the ground. "What are we supposed to do if you're crying here? Where is the Revolutionary Army headed? Get your act together, Dragon!"

"..."

Without making any defense, Dorrag was hit hard by Ivankov's punch, which split his lip open.

But when he looked up again, his panicked expression had calmed down considerably.

"I'm sorry, Ivan... I was being stubborn."

The despair and confusion in his heart were indeed dispelled by Ivankov's punch.

Yes, there's no point in wallowing in self-pity here now.

As Ivankov said, if he himself is confused, then where should the revolutionary army go?

"It's good that you're awake now."

Ivankov breathed a sigh of relief. "So, what exactly happened just now?"

Although it was only a short time, it was enough to turn Dragon into this state. What exactly did Roya do?
Dorag told him in detail what had happened after Ivankov was knocked unconscious.

"What!!"

Upon hearing this, Ivankov exclaimed in shock, "That madman Roya actually sent us to stop his pirates' advance! Is that guy out of his mind?! Is he just wasting his own energy just to satisfy his twisted sense of humor?"

"We have to stop them quickly, Dragon! Fighting the pirates now is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

"Is it still possible to stop it?"

Dorrag smiled wryly, "Roya said that if those who are being controlled are stripped of their power, a new round of punishment will follow."

"..."

Ivankov was speechless.

"and,"

Dragon shook his head and sighed, "Even if we arrest all our controlled colleagues, how many of Roja's people are still lurking among us?"

"..."

Ivankov was speechless.

Just like the punishment he received years ago, when Luo Ya ordered the Self-Defense Army to incite the people to launch an uprising ahead of schedule, they were powerless to stop it.

After a long silence, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence, "So what should we do now?"

"yes,"

"What should we do?" Dragon said weakly.

We've calmed down, but that alone is meaningless and doesn't change the current situation at all.

Dorag took a deep breath. "Ivan, I'm afraid we have no choice but to make a tough decision now!"

Some distance away from the island, Morgans, standing on the palm of a dark hand, glanced back at the island that was growing ever more distant.

"Boss, is it really okay to just let the revolutionary army get away with this?"

Morgans described Roya's behavior as indulgent, saying, "Given the current situation, it wouldn't matter if the entire revolutionary army were wiped out."

The Boss tolerated the Revolutionary Army back then because he wanted to disrupt the world's situation and get them to stand up against the World Government.

But now, what need is there for the revolutionary army?
"Indulgence?"

Roya simply chuckled. "Really, Morgans, you don't listen to me at all?"

"what?"

Morgans looked somewhat bewildered.

"Didn't I just say that hope is a very important thing?"

"This world must not lose hope," Luo Ya said leisurely.

"Eh?"

Morgans was a little surprised that the Boss was serious.

"Only those who have seen the light can create the most exquisite flavors when they fall into darkness."

Roya said with a smile.

A very simple truth.

Is it more painful for Naruto, who has never had anything, or for Sasuke, who originally had everything but then lost it all?

Even if we conquer the whole world in the future, we must not let people lose hope.

Sigh, I'm just too kind.

"As expected of the Boss."

Morgans sighed sincerely.

When it comes to tormenting others, the Boss is truly serious.

Roya just smiled.

In any case, the war between the West Sea and the North Sea has now been settled.

Neither the World Government nor the Navy can stop it.

As for the obstacles that the revolutionary army will be facing, in the words of Chengdu Superman, such obstacles are only considered lolis in Chengdu!
After that, we'll need to let things settle down for a while.

First, we need to properly digest the West Sea and the North Sea, and maximize the black energy in these two sea areas.

Hmm, I wonder to what extent it can raise the average concentration of black energy in this world, enough to allow me to evolve a second time.

As he thought about it, Roya clenched his fist.

However, it doesn't matter if he can't. He's only about to turn seventeen, and his body is still in a period of rapid development.

This body can also become even more powerful.

Not only the body, but also Armament Haki and Observation Haki have a lot of room for improvement. After the body breaks through its limits, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the upper limit of these two types of Haki will also transform to an inhuman level.

Even if you don't undergo another evolution, you can still become stronger.

After a few years of honing his skills, reaching the level of Im's original form shouldn't be too difficult—provided that guy doesn't have any hidden trump cards.

But before things settle down, let's go to Kuja first.

You can still try to get the rubber fruit if it hasn't been eaten yet.

"What exactly do you want from me?!"

Just then, a voice rang out through gritted teeth, disrupting Roya's thoughts.

Luo Ya turned around and looked at Luo, whose face was pale and whose mouth was even bleeding.

"Don't you know? Trafalgar Law."

Roya said with great interest, "The ultimate secret of the Ope Ope Fruit you possess is that it allows you to perform an immortal surgery at the cost of your own life."

"Those who undergo this surgery will gain the power of immortality."

"The Immortality Surgery!"

Luo's pupils suddenly trembled.

This was indeed the first time he had heard of this.

No wonder, no wonder the Op-Op Fruit could sell for a staggering 5 billion!
So that's what he wanted!

"Don't even think about it!"

Luo said, almost through gritted teeth.

Even if it meant death, he wouldn't perform any immortality surgery on this guy!
"Did you misunderstand something?"

Luo Ya smiled. "Immortality is a power I was born with. So-called immortality surgery is meaningless to me."

"..."

Luo's eyes widened.

What is this guy saying? What does it mean that immortality is a power he was born with?

Is this guy serious?

Not to mention him, even Morgans was dumbfounded at this moment.

Born immortal?
I must say, as expected of the Boss.
Luo Ya smiled at Luo, "All you have to do is live well until the day I feel I need you."

"Don't even think about it!"

After a brief moment of shock, Luo's attitude remained fierce: "Even if it means death—"

"Don't think about dying."

Luo Ya said with a helpless expression, "Really, what's with all this talk about dying at such a young age?"

"Besides, I am also a benefactor to you Frevans. If it weren't for me, the entire population of your country would have perished without even knowing it."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Luo retorted without hesitation, "You bastard, all you want is to make this world more chaotic! The Flevans were just being used by you!"

"Judging by actions, not intentions, isn't that what everyone says?"

Roya shrugged. "Whatever, just don't even think about dying."

He chuckled. "If you die, I'll wipe out the entire Revolutionary Army. You know, that's not a difficult thing for me."

"..."

Luo fell silent instantly.

Roya smiled.

In short, let's just keep this guy for now, and we'll talk about it when we change our minds and think that the anti-aging surgery can be given to other people.

Anyway, with pure gold around, he can live a long time.

Furthermore, if the Dark-Dark Fruit is found in the future, preserving the Ope Ope Fruit will become even easier.

Oh right, we also need to go to Fishman Island first.

Is Jabba's son really not connected to Shanks and the others?

Let's rewind to a few days earlier, to a deserted coastline in the Sabaody Archipelago.

Wow!
The sea surface suddenly broke open, and a ship shrouded in bubbles burst out of the water, creating waves that surged and crashed across the surface.

"Phew! I finally escaped!"

Shanks patted his chest, still shaken, and looked out to sea from the ship's railing. Only after confirming that the Sea Kings hadn't pursued them any further did he let out a long sigh of relief. His clothes were soaked with sweat, as if he had just been through a fierce battle.
"I thought I was going to die in the sea!"

Fortunately, the number of sea kings that surrounded them from the entrance of the Great Hollow was not large, otherwise they probably wouldn't have been able to break through the encirclement.

However, even after escaping from the Great Hollow, the Sea Kings' pursuit did not stop.

A large number of sea kings pursued them all the way to the shallow waters, and only returned when they were sure they could not catch them.

Everyone finally escaped a disaster.

"From this perspective, it's practically impossible to get to Fishman Island."

Robin was also exhausted.

Her arms were sore and weak from constantly shooting arrows at the sea kings in the deep sea.

But what frustrated her even more was the realization she had come to understand at that moment.

"I wonder how Cologne is doing now."

Now in his seventies, Rayleigh, whose stamina has diminished considerably since his youth, leaned heavily against the ship's railing, his voice filled with worry.

Let's return to the present, to Fishman Island.

Cologne has been feeling very troubled these past few days.

He had been looking for an opportunity to contact Uncle Ridley and the others.

However, his useless old father strictly followed Roya's orders, keeping a close eye on him.

It was a truly relentless, unwavering watch, leaving him no opening whatsoever.

It's one thing to forbid him from going out and keep him at home, but the worst part is that they keep an eye on him while he eats, showers, goes to the toilet, and even sleeps.

That bastard father worked tirelessly, giving him no chance to take advantage of the situation, even though his eyes were already completely dark.

Now, what should we do?

Then one day, someone came to visit.

"Cologne, are you back?"

The visitor was Fisher Tiger, a man Cologne knew very well. Upon seeing him, this respected elder brother in Cologne showed a surprised expression, followed by an indescribable sense of guilt.

"Don't worry about it, Brother Tiger,"

Cologne shook his head. He already knew everything from his mother. "It's not your fault."

"..."

Tiger sighed. "You shouldn't have come back."

"What are you saying, Tiger!"

Jabba pushed up his small sunglasses, put his arm around his big son's shoulder, and said unhappily, "Isn't it normal for a wanderer to return home? I was looking forward to working for the Boss with that kid Cologne!"

Tiger just gave a wry smile.

Cologne also felt a pang of sadness.

His father still loved him, but he was no longer the father he respected.

"By the way, Tiger,"

Jabba asked, "What brings you here?"

"The army is fully assembled, Mr. Shan,"

Tiger looked somewhat sad, but he forced himself to remain calm and said, "Would you like to go and inspect it?"

"Oh! OK, OK!"

Jabba nodded excitedly, "Quick, quick, take me there!"

A merman army?
Cologne's feelings were even more complicated.

Fishman Island has truly fallen completely into Roja's grasp.

"Cologne, you're coming with your dad too!"

So Cologne had no choice but to go along as well.

Gidkaron Square, the largest square on Fishman Island, is where more than 200,000 Fishman warriors have gathered.

Tiger looked at the fish-man warriors with a pained expression.

After learning about the situation facing Fishman Island, these compatriots stepped forward without hesitation.

For their homeland, for their families, for their community, they decided to risk everything.

But because of this, Tiger felt even more pain.

"Everyone!"

At this moment, Jabba had already stepped onto the high platform. This highly respected man from Fishman Island shouted excitedly, "You should feel honored! From today onwards, you will become warriors under the great Lord Roya, fighting for him!"

Cologne felt like vomiting after hearing those words.

But at this moment, while his bastard father was giving his impassioned speech, Cologne suddenly realized that he wasn't being watched anymore.

So he stepped back, letting Tiger stand between him and that bastard dad.

Tiger glanced back at him, and Cologne gave him a pleading look.

Tiger silently turned his head, straightened his back, and made himself appear taller.

Thank you, Tiger.

Cologne carefully took out a Den Den Mushi with one hand and dialed a number.

After dialing, hold the Den Den Mushi in your hand to prevent the ringing sound from spreading.

Then, at the moment the call connects.

He pretended to yawn, raised his right hand, and quickly said a sentence.

"Fishman Island has been occupied by Roya, and Dad is under his control. He will come to Fishman Island again later."

(End of this chapter)