Rocks Band: I have 48 Imperial Arms.

The Red Line, as the largest landmass in the world, encircles the globe like a Grand Line.

This gives a rough idea of ​​just how vast the Red Line is.

Actually!

No one knows what lies on the Red Line, because the World Government has sealed off the entire Red Line. Without the elevators and passageways built by the World Government, ordinary people simply cannot enter it.

Mariejoia.

City of God.

Trading City.

Slave City.

Auction City.

This is almost everything that ordinary people can see. Even the Navy only knows a little more about the Navy City, which is a city built by the World Government specifically for the Navy.

This is the Red Line. But what lies on the other side of the Red Line, in other places?

No one knows!

No one knows!

It can be said!

The Red Line is shrouded in mystery. Perhaps, when the Red Line is finally conquered, there will be a chance of success?

This is the only chance, and perhaps it's not an exaggeration to say that.

"Whoo~~~"

Locke sighed, shook his head, and didn't say much. Although he had a desire to cause trouble, with his strength? Forget it! Forget it! It's better not to cause trouble! With his limited strength, causing trouble would be tantamount to courting death!

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Chapter 13: The Escaped Slave! A Rioting Auction? The Opportunity Has Arrived!

Trading city!

This is a city built by the World Government specifically for merchants crossing the New World and the Grand Line.

It can be said.

This place is a dazzling array of flowers; it truly has everything!

after all.

Well known.

There are only three paths to the new world.

The first option is to go to Fishman Island, which is 10,000 meters underwater, enter it, cross the giant hole beneath the Red Line, and enter the New World. The probability of success for this option? Maybe one or two out of ten!

The second option is to honestly change ships, pass through the Red Line, pay the fees, and enter the New World. Merchants usually prepare two ships and do it this way, but pirates just can't.

The third path, well... actually, the third path is the simplest. As long as you have the ability, you can completely fly over the Red Earth.

Simple, right?

But the problem is...

The ability to fly—that's incredibly precious!

so!

The bustling atmosphere of the trading city needs no further explanation, right?

but!

Locke wasn't really interested in how bustling the trading city was. No matter how bustling it was, given his current special status, he could easily get himself killed if he wasn't careful. It was better for him to stay put here.

otherwise!

If someone actually discovers a problem, then there really is a problem.

Locke was quite calm. He had been living a very routine life lately, so he decided to take a good rest today.

result……

It was past 2 a.m., two and a half hours before the agreed-upon departure time of 4:30 a.m.

boom! ! !

Locke, who was sleeping, suddenly heard a deafening roar.

"What the hell?!"

With a swift movement, Locke stood up abruptly, his eyes wide with astonishment. "What's going on? Has someone made a move on the Red Line?!" he exclaimed in disbelief.

to be frank!

Locke wished the Red Line could just be wiped out.

but.

There are probably no people who would dare to make a move on the Red Earth Continent. That's not just courting death, it's literally looking for it. They just want to see how they die. In Locke's opinion, that's the kind of thinking they all have.

But the problem is...

Locke said he was just resting here for one night, so how did he end up encountering such a thing?

"Brother!" The captain's voice came from outside the door at this moment, saying hurriedly, "Don't go out! It's almost our turn. We're leaving right away. There's a problem with the slaves at the auction house. They've broken free. Don't worry! Everything will be fine. Just make sure the army doesn't target you, or you're dead!"

"Don't worry, I understand." Locke maintained his persona.

Only then did the captain feel relieved enough to leave and continue to notify the others, because sometimes, excitement is not something to be taken lightly.

"Hmm~"

As the captain left, Locke stood by the window, muttering, "A slave riot? It seems this slave must be at least a vice-captain, or even a general, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to cause such a disturbance."

Slaves of the Red Earth!

Don't think that they were simply put on explosive collars.

Actually!

The explosive collar was just the first step.

The second step is the most important. The World Government has special drugs that will be injected into the slaves' bodies for a long time, causing their muscles to relax, making them unable to use Haki and completely unable to resist.

Impel Down!

The lower-class slaves all needed to be injected with these drugs.

so!

According to Locke's judgment, anyone who could cause a ruckus under such circumstances must be at least at the level of a vice-roy, or a candidate general, or even a true general-level powerhouse.

In Locke's view, the emperors are on the same level. Of course, the older generation, such as Newgate, Shiki, and Roger, are all superior to ordinary admirals. As for Kaido and Linlin?

Uh~~~

It's indeed difficult to judge their strength.

That level is called Marshal level or General level. Below that is the level of Vice-General/Candidate General. Below that is the strength of Royal-level Officer/Top Lieutenant General. And below that? That's the level of Lieutenant General!

For example, Esdeath.

Esdeath is at the level of a vice admiral, and with the addition of the Devil's Essence, she is almost at the level of a top-tier vice admiral.

I'm not proficient enough with the three-color Haki, and its development isn't powerful enough.

and!

Esdeath's physical abilities were developed to their limit in her original world, but what about in this world? Therefore, Esdeath has a lot of room for improvement. Three to five years, seven or eight years? At most ten years! She definitely has the strength to advance to a true admiral.

"Little Prince~~~" Esdeath's phantom, dressed in a sheer nightgown, sat by the window and said with a smile, "It seems there's been some unrest on the Red Line. What do you plan to do next?"

Locke calmly said, "Normally, this kind of turmoil would only last for half an hour at most, or a little less than half an hour. It can't last any longer. I should stay here obediently."

"So?"

Esdeath stood up and very naturally put her arm around Locke's neck, though it was just a phantom.

but!

A blood-red light flashed in Locke's dark eyes as he said firmly, "Such an opportunity is right in front of us. It would be too painful not to take a look! Seizing this opportunity is extremely important."

"Hehehe~~~"

Esdeath's phantom has vanished without a trace.

Locke gazed silently into the distance, and suddenly, his figure vanished from the room.

The entire room seemed completely still.

only!

Amidst the brief chaos on the street, a shadowy figure vanished in an instant. Dressed in a jet-black cloak and wearing a jet-black mask, it was impossible to discern any distinguishing features. The figure had completely disappeared.

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