One Piece: The story was spoiled for Im Saint right from the start.

Caesar Courland's cunning and sinister face was filled with doubt and anger.

His research institute was suddenly hacked by this group of people.

They even put on gas masks beforehand, as if they knew he had poison gas weapons.

And the first thing they did after invading was to find the Blue Dragon Fruit that Vegapunk had failed to clone.

Judging from their purpose, it seems they are still looking for him.

The key is that each of them is very strong in combat, and even his subordinates, who have the weapons he invented, are no match for them.

They could be killed in a single encounter.

suddenly.

Rob Lucci turned his head and spotted a surveillance Den Den Mushi in the shadows, directly exchanging glances with Caesar Clown.

A wave of energy emanated from Rob Lucci and spread outwards in all directions.

This is the color of perception.

He was looking for the location of Caesar Courant.

Before coming.

Lord Sumer has already told them about the situation in the Bank Fortress, as well as Caesar Clown's abilities and the location of the Pink Dragon Fruit.

So they prepared gas masks as soon as they arrived on the island.

"Damn it! Have we been discovered?"

Looking at Rob Lucci staring at him on the screen, Caesar Courland grinned sinisterly, a sense of foreboding creeping over him.

I hesitated for a moment.

He took a Den Den Mushi out of his pocket and dialed the number.

“€€€€€€€€€€”

"Caesar, what is it?"

The Den Den Mushi was connected within three seconds of dialing, and a wild and unrestrained laugh came from the other end.

"Joker, a group of people have invaded Bank Zone, and it seems they're after the artificial Devil Fruits and me."

"Um?!"

Dressrosa.

King's Highlands.

Doflamingo, who had been drinking red wine, suddenly stood up from the sofa, his gaze behind his sunglasses becoming extremely dangerous.

next second.

A gentle breeze stirred the white curtains, and Doflamingo's figure had already disappeared.

the other side.

Inside Vegapunk's research lab, he is studying and analyzing the lineage factors of Koby and the Straw Hat crew.

Shakyamuni's five emanations were also present.

Kalifa and Alpha, dressed in white lab coats and high heels, supervised the operation and occasionally lent a helping hand.

Until Nicole Robin called.

“Vegapunk, the Holy Lord of Sumer asks, since you are secretly researching the Void Century, you must have the Poneglyphs in your possession!”

Alpha approached Vegapunk with a Den Den Mushi and made a shocking statement, startling Vegapunk so much that his expression changed drastically.

"What did you say!?"

"The Historical Inscription Stone Tablet!"

Alpha leaned down slightly, staring intently at the somewhat flustered Vegapunk, a slight smile playing on his sexy red lips.

She had already gotten the answer from Vegapunk's reaction.

All around.

The pupils of Shakyamuni's five avatars widened, and their breathing became labored.

133. The hardest state in history

"Vegapunk, you are incredibly audacious!"

Ten minutes later.

In a secluded room, Sumer first glanced at the Poneglyph in front of him, then looked at Vegapunk kneeling on the ground and his six clones.

He was just speculating that Vegapunk might have some Poneglyphs hidden away, otherwise what would the original work use to study the Void Century?

He actually managed to trick them out of it.

How did you know I was researching the blank century of history?

"They even know I have the Poneglyphs!?"

Vegapunk has gone all out.

He knew he was doomed.

For world governments, studying the Void Century is a capital offense, just like the Ohara scholars did back then.

Moreover, he was discovered by Saint Germain, a Sumerian nobleman.

With witnesses and physical evidence, he didn't even have a chance to argue.

However, on his deathbed, he wanted to know how Saint Gergimann—the Sumerian saint—knew this.

From the moment the other party arrived on the island, Vegapunk had a feeling that he had been seen through.

"I see the future, do you believe me!?"

Sumer looked amused.

seriously.

Whether it's the erased Ohara or the current Vegapunk, being erased by the World Government is truly not unjust.

They knew perfectly well that researching the Void Century would violate the World Government's taboos, yet they still chose to court death.

Whose fault is this?

"See the future?" Vegapunk's wrinkled face was full of surprise and uncertainty.

He felt that Sumer was deceiving him, but he also felt that he wasn't.

"I've confiscated this historical inscription stone. Just pretend nothing happened and go on with your business!"

"what?"

Vegapunk and his six clones were caught off guard, as they were all prepared to be executed.

But judging from Sumer's words, it seems that he does not intend to investigate or inform the Five Elders, and may even want to keep it a secret for them.

"No need to be so surprised, it's nothing serious, and besides, things are different now."

"Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly if you work for me!"

"But don't do any more research in the future. If you don't listen to advice and insist on courting death, then even God can't save you."

Sumer waved his hand, as if shooing away a fly, signaling that Vegapunk could get lost.

Until they left the room and went outside.

Vegapunk, including his six clones, were still somewhat taken aback and shaken.

They were let off so easily.

"Did you really see the future?"

Vegapunk turned back, looked at the closed secret room, and murmured to himself.

inside the room.

Sumer circled the Poneglyph once, then looked at Nico Robin, who was staring intently at it, her delicate face filled with sorrow.

Seeing the historical inscription clearly reminded her of Ohara.

"What does this historical inscription say?!"

“Master, this historical record contains information about the Long-Armed and Long-Legged Clan visiting the Great Kingdom.”

"For example, agriculture, civilization, and technology..."

Robin composed himself and answered after carefully reading the ancient text on the Poneglyph.

"The Long-Armed Tribe and the Long-Legged Tribe?"

Sumer was somewhat surprised.

In the original work.