One Piece: Nobody knows Devil Fruits better than me.

Chapter 126 Don't let him die too easily!

As it should be.

The sea trembled at what was happening in the Sabaody Archipelago, while the legendary conversations of the past took place in Elbaf.

Mary Geoise, who is at the true heart of this matter, is certainly not at peace either.

"They actually breached the Red Earth Continent! What an audacity!"

"Unforgivable! This is a threat to us!"

"Has the Saint of the Limosifer family, Ambokam, really been taken away? And Saint Chiringom couldn't stop them?"

"Are all the generals useless? They can't even take down one mere person!"

The Celestial Dragons were clearly in a state of genuine panic at this moment.

As descendants of gods who dwell in the holy land and stand above the mortal world.

Their rule has never been shaken—even if one or two fools occasionally tried to take action against them, they were always wiped out before anything could happen.

Even the massive fire that the fishman Fisher Tiger caused in Mary Geoise, which freed countless slaves and ultimately led to chaos, never truly threatened them.

Ultimately, Fisher Tiger died under relentless pursuit by the World Government.

That's the truth—the Celestial Dragons can act with impunity; anyone who opposes them will be killed, and even if there are occasional troublemakers, they cannot threaten them.

But now, that rule has been broken.

Ambokam Saint was taken away, and it is said that he was already seriously injured before he was taken away.

The person who did this escaped successfully from the encirclement and suppression by the Navy Admiral and the Knights of God, and has now completely disappeared without a trace.

Therefore, it is conceivable that the Celestial Dragons were angry and uneasy at this moment—their noisy commotion was merely a cover for their true inner emotions.

That was a primal instinct that should never have arisen in the hearts of the world's nobility.

fear.

And at the same time.

The room at the highest point of Pangu City, a place of power.

The world's highest authority, the "Five Elders," are gathered here.

"A bunch of trash."

[Legal Martial God] Topman Vochuli Saint stood at the window looking down at the Celestial Dragons gathered below, and commented: "Completely unaware of the truth, they panicked just because of some rumors. Such trash should be disposed of."

His words were undoubtedly sharp and cold.

However, the remaining four members of the Five Elders did not see any problem.

Because their views align with those of their colleagues.

Although nominally they are also Celestial Dragons, world nobles, and even once belonged to a Celestial Dragon 'family'.

But after becoming the Five Elders, they were already on a different level of being.

They do not age, they do not die, they possess immense power and limitless authority, and they serve only Lord Im.

Therefore, they viewed ordinary Celestial Dragons just as the Celestial Dragons viewed mortals in the lower realms—no different from ants.

"There's nothing we can do; after all, they're part of the 'agreement' too."

At this moment, the [Scientific Defense God of War] Jaigolusia Satan Saint, who was standing to the side, calmly said.

"Compared to this, has Sakazuki taken control?"

As he spoke, he also looked at the other three Five Elders who were sitting on the large sofa.

"Yes, he and his navy have already been taken to the Holy Land."

[Environmental Martial God] Marcus Mazsan nodded.

"He didn't seem to hear Lord Im's name, but he did hear 'Star Lord'."

Yes.

After that battle, Akainu and his subordinates, who had overheard some secrets, were taken to the Holy Land.

The excuse they gave was, of course, intelligence gathering, but in reality...
"Now we only need Lord Im to make a decision after listening to Qilingom's report, and then decide whether to release or execute him."

That's right.

At this moment, they were all simply waiting for the command of the true king of the world.

Once the other party makes a decision, even Admiral Akainu can be executed immediately.

This is their power.

Whether it's an admiral or a marshal, or even the entire navy, in the end, they are nothing more than the wielding of power.

As they spoke, their gazes pierced through the walls, looking towards the deepest part of Pangu City.

There, there was a room that no one else knew about except them.

among the flowers.

He said, "Please give my regards to me?"

Butterflies hovered in the air, and the lush green grass swayed with a strong sense of vitality.

The voice of the King of the World seemed to emanate from every corner of the room, indistinguishable between male and female.

As he spoke, a butterfly fluttered to the tip of his slender finger, as if it had landed on a tree branch.

"Yes, it is."

Before him, Saint Chiringom knelt on the ground, his head almost touching the ground.

Of course, he dared not look the other person in the eye, and there was no one in the world who was qualified to look the other person in the eye.

"You took a hit from him?"

Im continued to ask.

"Yes—it was a terrible blow. If it weren't for your mercy, I would be dead."

"wrong."

Before Chiringom could finish speaking, he heard Im's calm yet indifferent words.

Along with those two words, the slowly falling corpse of a butterfly also fell.

Its body fell into the lush green grass, its body seemingly crushed to pieces.

But the next moment, it suddenly took flight again, flapping its wings as if trying to escape from Im's side.

Upon closer inspection, you'll find that everything about it seems to have returned to normal.

Chiringom had no way of knowing whether the dead butterfly had come back to life or whether the man before him had simply created an identical butterfly.

But clearly, that's not important.

Because for a being called 'Im'.

Whether alive or dead, insects or beasts, flowers or birds—all things in the world are His slaves.

"If it really is him."

Im said this.

"With his Conqueror's Haki and his power, you will not have a chance to be resurrected with the help of 'Grace'."

His words seemed to recall some past events, becoming somewhat hazy.

"But the ability you mentioned is indeed his—has he become weaker?"

At this point in his speech, a mixture of joy and chill seemed to creep into his tone.

He slowly turned around.

"No need to hide it anymore—let that navy, let the whole world know about the existence of the 'Star Lord'."

Then, go and confirm.

She trailed her long, enormous skirt as she walked deeper into the flowers.

"Confirm the identities of the twelve zodiac signs, confirm whether he is indeed the 'Star Lord' from back then, confirm."

The words fell.

Flames suddenly ignited above the butterfly that had flown away.

"bake!"

It fell from the sky—this time, it couldn't take off again.

Where is he hiding?

A voice, so cold it was almost inhuman, fell.

Within the flower garden, where spring reigns all year round, everything remains the same.

Even now, Qilingom, who was lying prostrate on the ground, still dared not raise his head.

He walked backwards away from the flowers.

Only after leaving did he let out a deep breath: "Phew!"

He knew very well that if his answer or performance had been in the slightest inappropriate, or if the man was in a bad mood, then he might have been in trouble.

He would be that butterfly. So, Chiringom quickly turned and left.

But as he was about to leave, he seemed a little hesitant: "Did I... forget something?"

"Let me go! Let me go! My father will give you money, as much as you want!"

"I've told you everything—the location of my personal vault, which contains over 70 billion Berries and two Devil Fruits, all of which I collected myself and don't need to hand over to the family."

"I ruined that slave named Keli, but she still wouldn't listen, so I had her thrown onto 'Plague Island' to continue torturing her. I don't know if she's still alive! No!"

"You cannot kill me, or the world will be enraged. I am a Celestial Dragon, you cannot."

The wails of Saint Ambocam echoed within the alternate dimension.

At this moment, the Celestial Dragon, whose limbs had already been severed, looked even more miserable than before.

He had extremely gruesome injuries on his body; his nose had been broken and one of his eyes had been blinded, clearly indicating that he had been severely tortured.

And at this moment, in front of him.

Alan's fists were clenched tightly.

His fingernails were almost embedded in his palm, drawing bright red blood.

But he seemed oblivious to this, only gritting his teeth and looking at Saint Ambocam with hatred.

As mentioned before, the 'pleasure' of Saint Ambocam is not lust, but rather the torment and utter destruction of beautiful things.

Therefore, what Alan extracted from the other party was enough to make him eat all of the other party's flesh, bite by bite.

"Pandemic Island"

He murmured the name softly.

Beside Alan, Youji was also looking at the intelligence that Baroque Works had obtained.

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He didn't speak, he just watched silently.

Plague Island—an island existing on the Grand Line.

It is the territory of the 'Kingdom of Adi,' a non-member state of the World Government. It is said that the island is covered with strong miasma and is full of deadly poisons and toxins.

For a normal person sent to this island, surviving even a month is a luxury.

Strangely, this dangerous island, which was completely worthless, was regarded as a treasure by the Kingdom of Adi.

The kingdom's royal family dispatched a considerable number of guards to watch over the island, prohibiting any outsiders from entering, ostensibly to 'avoid casualties'.

Meanwhile, the kingdom's national strength is also growing rapidly, and in the past two years there have even been rumors that it will soon become a member state of the world government.

At first glance, this kingdom seems to be a good country that 'considers the needs of its people'.

But the reality is clearly not like that.

Through Saint Ambocam, the Rooster learned the truth—in fact, the Kingdom of Adira was the host country of a Celestial Dragons' 'hunting tournament' in the past.

The royal family of this country directly betrayed all the citizens of 'Plague Island', making them the targets of the Celestial Dragons in that 'Hunting Tournament'.

The island itself wasn't always like this—it used to be a normal island, but after the hunting competition, some of the Celestial Dragons who lost were unwilling to accept defeat, so they dumped a large amount of potent and incurable poison on the island, which is why it is what it is now.

After that, the island became a place where the Celestial Dragons exiled slaves.

It is precisely because of this relationship with the Celestial Dragons that the Kingdom of Adira has been thriving in recent years.

"It has to be the World Government. Anyone with a shred of humanity wouldn't do something like this."

The rooster muttered to itself.

And it was at this very moment
"Lord Youji."

He heard Alan's voice beside him.

When he turned his head, he saw the resolute gaze beneath Alan's mask: "I...I want to go to Plague Island to find out if Keli is still alive. I miss her. She might still be alive."

He choked up.

Clearly, he knew very well that given Ke Li's condition, the chances of her surviving were extremely slim.

Even so, he still wanted to be sure.

Besides that.
"And this guy."

He looked at Saint Ambocam beside him, took a deep breath, and clenched his fist again: "He's right, he's valuable—you could get a lot of money by trading him. I... I may only be an intern, but I'm still a member of the organization."

"For the sake of the organization, I should hand him over to you."

His gratitude towards the Rooster is beyond words, and he naturally has a great sense of belonging to the twelve constellations.

However, he felt that he had always received something from the twelve constellations, but he himself had never given anything back to the organization.

And it is the same now.

The Rooster kidnapped a Celestial Dragon for his sake, and in doing so, he learned the whereabouts of his sister.

In Alan's view, that was enough—now it was time for him to give back to the organization.

Kidnapping a Celestial Dragon is a serious crime, but killing a Celestial Dragon is an unforgivable crime.

Anbocam Saint can be exchanged for a huge amount of ransom, making him of immense value to the organization.

So even though he was unwilling, he still felt he should make a choice.

'They're going to release me; they're going to use me to pay my father's ransom. They really don't dare kill me!'

Upon hearing his words, Ambokam Saint, who was standing to the side, also showed a look of surprise.

But the next moment...
"Don't talk nonsense, kid!"

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the Rooster.

Alan looked up and saw the Rooster's eyes.

His eyes were calm, yet seemed to hold a flame within them.

"You made two mistakes."

He spoke calmly.

Not to mention how dangerous it was for Chiringom to use the Saint of Ambocam as a bargaining chip to demand ransom, given that he had clearly heard of the 'Star Lord'.

Just the matter at hand.
"First, who do you think I am?"

The Rooster's gaze was intense as it stared at Alan: "I am a 'Rooster'—I would find it an eyesore to let this kind of trash breathe for even a second longer."

"Put him back? I won't be able to sleep if I do something like that!"

"Secondly, who said you were an intern?"

As he said this, he raised his hand and threw something at Alan.

Alan instinctively reached out to take it, only to realize later.

It was the face of a sea monster.

At the top of the sea monster's head was a small 'crow'.

“From today onwards, you are an official member of the Twelve Constellations, belonging to the ‘Bi Yue Wu’ under my ‘You Department’.”

The Rooster looked at him and said, "In other words, you are my direct subordinate. If you say such stupid things again, I will kill you!"

He made that threat before saying, "As for your sister's matter, we've gotten a bit too famous lately—the leader told us to keep a low profile."

"Moreover, places like Plague Island are actually dangerous if you go there."

At this point, Youji paused, then said, "However, I do have another colleague who is very good at this. I will ask him to handle your sister's matter."

Upon hearing this, Alan was completely stunned.

Holding the sea beast head, feeling its heavy weight, he felt a lump in his throat: "Lord Rooster."

"Shut up!"

Then he saw the rooster turn around and walk away gracefully.

As he was leaving, he pointed to the completely stunned Saint Ambocam beside him and said, "I don't like this guy, but you have more reason to kill him than I do, so I'll leave it to you."

"This is also your first official assignment—"

"Don't let him die too easily."

As soon as the words were spoken, the rooster's figure vanished into light without a trace.

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Alan, who remained where he was, took a deep breath.

He removed his mask, turned his head, and looked at Saint Ambocam, who was struggling to escape.

Tears and smiles appeared simultaneously on his body, making his young face look somewhat ferocious.

"Yes, sir."

He wore the new sea monster mask on his head, as if a soldier were performing some kind of ritual of loyalty.

"I promise to complete the task!"

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