I have the Flame-Flame Fruit, I'm invincible!

"Dad, I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding, it hurts, boohoo," Charlos cried, tears streaming down his face like the sea.

"I want him dead.

“Okay, okay, it’s alright, it’s alright,” Roswald reassured her. “Where’s the doctor? Hurry up and get him here, he needs immediate treatment.”

Disco suddenly realized what was happening.

"Doctor, doctor, come quick!"

Everyone stared at Dick in surprise; the provocation was one thing, but not quite.

They even shot at the Celestial Dragons; that's a heinous crime.

"That guy is the Flame Demon."

"That's right, it's a notorious pirate with a bounty of 10 billion."

"No wonder, a pirate with a bounty of 10 billion, no wonder he dared to attack a Celestial Dragon."

"That's not right. Even the Sea Emperors didn't dare to harm the Celestial Dragons."

People were whispering amongst themselves.

Some people looked on with anticipation, as if they were watching a good show.

But most people are afraid.

"He's rebelled! He's rebelled! How dare he attack a world noble! Kill him!"

“Anyone who harms a world noble must die,” Charmark said coldly.

Despite their usual animosity, he and Roswald are completely aligned on the issue of upholding the Celestial Dragons' principles.

“And we’ll give him the most excruciating torture in the world,” Pulminger interjected.

“Yes, yes,” the commander of the Divine Army quickly agreed, looking at Dick with resentment.

A murderous intent was brewing.

It was because of this bastard that the world's nobles were injured, and his whole family didn't know if they would survive.

"Die!" The commander of the Divine Army attacked with hatred in his eyes.

Thump thump.

The sounds of people falling to the ground.

Gods, pirates, slaves, merchants, nobles... In less than a few breaths, everyone in the auction house, except for two people, collapsed to the ground.

Everyone stared at the flames that had appeared out of nowhere.

Trembling all over.

I felt that just by looking at it, a fear that seemed to spring from nowhere filled my entire body, making me completely unable to move.

Is this the power of a billion-dollar bounty?

Dick glanced at it a few times.

To be able to persevere under the fire of one's own soul is truly remarkable.

However, there are no Celestial Dragons bodyguards in the Celestial Army.

“I agree with what you just said about having some fun,” Dick said, intrigued.

Another shot was fired.

Everyone was shocked.

Roswald's brow twitched in fright.

"Don't move, my hand is not steady. It would be bad if I accidentally killed a noble world aristocrat."

“Um, Disco, right? I remember you own the human auction house.”

At this moment, Disco, who was shrinking back and trying to make himself feel invisible, raised his head in alarm.

His eyes held panic, resentment, and hatred.

"No, no, I'm not. The owner of the auction house is Doflamingo, it's him. I was just an assistant."

“It doesn’t matter. You’re the boss at the auction house now, aren’t you?” Dick’s tone became even more gentle.

"..." Disco froze, his eyes darting around, sweating profusely.

"This...I...I..."

His usually fluent tongue became stammering; he couldn't utter the words that usually flowed from his lips.

"There should be slave collars at the auction, bring them out."

"Yes, yes, there is." Disco breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he wasn't killed.

He hurriedly and scrambled to retrieve the slave collar from the box.

If a slave escapes, the explosion will kill them.

"Alright, let the show begin."

Dick took out the Den Den Mushi (a type of telephone phone).

Functionally similar to the Den Den Mushi that Vegapunk bred years later, it can broadcast images to the outside world and force other Den Den Mushi to play its content. It is larger than a typical Den Den Mushi.

Of course, Vegapunk's Den Den Mushi have a global reach, but Dick's only has a radius of 3000 kilometers.

A long way to go.

At Naval Headquarters, Sengoku was still diligently handling official business.

Suddenly, it seemed like I heard a sound.

Between the powers that are at stake, the five old Dengs struck poses as usual, but that's not quite right either.

With the recent turmoil, the Five Elders aren't just posing for attention; at least they haven't had a good night's sleep in several days.

Blu-bloom, the image Den Den Mushi opens its eyes and projects an image into the air.

The Great Prison, the Calm Belt, Enies Lobby...

A new world, somewhere in the sky.

A huge hot air balloon is drifting along in the sky with the wind.

Inside the suspended basket, many people were busy at work.

Some were answering phone calls, some were printing newspapers, some were feeding news birds, and some were collecting and formatting information.

World Economic News Agency headquarters.

"As soon as possible, we need to spread the news all over the world," Morgans urged. "The people of the world are incredibly ignorant. Without us, how will they know the truth of the world and understand the changes in the world?"

Morgans finished speaking.

He is waiting for a call.

And there's more big news.

Bulu bulu.

"President, big news! Prepare the video Den Den Mushi immediately for the broadcast." The speaker was the world's number one journalist, and Morgans' top lieutenant, the Flame Photographer.

Of course, he has another name: the King of Photography.

"What broadcast?"

"It's a live video broadcast. I have some big news being recorded here. President, please mobilize your staff immediately to broadcast it and spread the news all over the world."

Just like the Marineford War in the original story, it was broadcast so that the whole world could watch it.

Morgans became an instant sensation.

"Do you understand? The impact of news broadcasts on newspapers is a heretical approach."

"Let me tell you, even if it means death, I will never broadcast the video. Newspapers are the primary vehicle for press freedom."

"President, many newspapers have started setting up video Den Den Mushi (snail phone) broadcasts," an employee reminded him.

you do not say.

Major news from the Sabaody Archipelago can only be received within a 3000-kilometer radius. Ironically, it is also the center of the world government's rule, extremely prosperous, and consequently, numerous newspapers exist there.

Normally, they are overshadowed by Morgan's World Economic News and can only be published on a small scale.

But now, those who are clever and quick-witted immediately contacted people to start broadcasting.

Thus, big news spread rapidly from the Sabaody Archipelago.

"What?" Morgans was furious.

Those worms and vermin are truly despicable.

"What are you standing there for? Get up and set up the video den Den Mushi and broadcast the news."

"I never expected it would be you," Dick said, looking at the photographer with surprise.

He was one of only two people who could move freely under Dick's soul fire.

"Wherever there's news, there I am," the photographer exclaimed excitedly.