If Sengoku doesn't pull back his net soon, I'll become the Pirate King!

Chapter 319 Great Chaos, Impel Downfall (Prelude)

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The Den Den Mushi was abruptly hung up.

Sengoku stared at the Den Den Mushi for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.

"I don't blame him."

Suddenly, Kong's voice, filled with emotion, drifted over.

"It was our navy that first put him in an unjust position; at least, Bazel did not direct this hostility at the navy."

Zhan Guo gave a few bitter laughs, shook his head, and covered his face with his hands.

"Sometimes I wonder if my decision back then was the right one. Knowing that Bazel was like that, I still sent him to be an undercover agent."

"I never imagined the Five Elders would issue such an order, to Wano Country, that small island—"

"Marshal, what choice do we have now?"

Kong didn't answer, but simply opened the drawer.

Take out a document with a photo of Bazell with his buzz cut attached.

He stared at the photo of the young man for a long time, unable to look away.

Nostalgia, guilt, pain—resolute.

Suddenly, the sound of flint grinding together rang out.

As orange flames illuminated the room, this top-secret file, frozen in time for the world, was enveloped in firelight.

Kong picked up the file, which was engulfed in flames, and threw it on the floor.

Watching as the "Bazel" above was gradually engulfed by flames.

"We are the navy, the Sengoku period."

"As long as the World Government exists, we cannot deny our identity."

"We are responsible not only for the safety of civilians, but also for the safety of countless naval soldiers."

"From today onwards, the Navy—"

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. When I opened them again, the document had turned to ashes.

Kong's voice, devoid of any expression, rang out.

"There has never been a person named Barzel."

Sora looked at Sengoku with a calm expression: "I am also heartbroken, but as Marshal, Sengoku, remember this."

"The most important thing for a marshal is to ensure that his rationality is not swayed by personal feelings."

His expression changed during the Warring States period.

"Are we really going to just ignore that rising sun? That kid is our—"

Bang!

The door was pushed open, and Crane walked into the room with a blank expression.

"In the Warring States period, wasn't dusk precisely the end of the sun's reign?"

The Warring States period was stunned.

Yes—dusk is the sun's last—

"Our navy cannot control the sun hiding in the darkness, so let it grow freely in the darkness."

The crane stopped in front of the clump of ashes that were still sputtering sparks.

"Just like this fire."

The toe of the low-heeled shoe stepped into the ashes, gently separating them to reveal the dim yet resilient sparks within.

"Darkness can only temporarily obscure the sun's blazing fire; one day, it will rise again."

Perhaps due to contact with air, the remaining white paper trapped in the center reignited.

The Warring States period's pupils reflected a tenacious, burning flame.

As if a decision had been made, the pain and hesitation in his expression vanished at that moment.

"Our navy just needs to do its job well. The Warring States period is that simple."

The crane extinguished the flames and used the power of washing fruit to clean the floor that held the ashes.

"—That's right, I am a Navy Admiral."

Zhan Guo slowly rose to his feet, his expression hardening.

The crumpled justice on the cloak fluttered in the wind.

"This old man—"

His tall figure walked towards the door.

"I believe in Bazel's justice, and I also uphold my own sense of justice."

"If you want to usher in a new era, then come and personally defeat my justice!"

"The flames of the old era will eventually be extinguished. Whether the sun of the new era can rise depends on whether that sun has the power to tear through the darkness of the old era."

"I am an admiral in the navy, and the next marshal of the navy."

"If the sun wants to rise, it has to step over my head!"

Hours later, above the underwater prison Impel Down.

A golden flash streaked down from the dark clouds.

"Oh~ how terrifying, the great pirate Bazel."

Just as Bazel walked out of the prison, he looked up at the sky and a smile appeared on his face as if he were seeing an old friend.

"Sashibuli da na~"

Borsalino pushed up his glasses, the gleaming light reflected from the lenses illuminating the burning Impel Prison.

"I am a Marine, a Marine—"

call out-!!!

A yellow laser shot out from his fingertip, but was blasted away by Bazel's punch.

"How can you tell pirates it's been so long?"

Light particles formed behind the man.

"Bazaar, have you ever been kicked by the light?"

Armament Haki flowed through his right leg as Bazel controlled his body to spin and kick out.

"Of course, and more than once."

Borsalino's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

Bazel blinked, and his Fiery Flow Martial Body activated instantly.

"The Kusanagi Sword!"

He gripped the lightsaber with both hands and slashed downwards.

The swift sword strike cleaved through the flames coiling around the man's fist.

He transformed his five fingers into a fist, then gripped his domineering right hand tightly and pulled back the lightsaber.

At the same time, his left fist slammed into Borsalino's face.

Several cracks appeared on the lenses placed on the bridge of my nose.

Borsalino, whose nose was bleeding profusely, took advantage of the moment he flew away after transforming into photon form and kicked Bazel on the shoulder.

"The Eight-Foot Jewel!"

Countless light projectiles shot out from the elementalized Borsalino.

Strangely, these light bullets all just missed the enemy, instead striking the prison gate where faint sounds of pursuit could be heard.

A streak of fire shot upwards through the barrage of bullets, and all the light bullets it collided with turned into light spots and dissipated.

Bazel rushed to Borsalino at an extremely fast speed.

"Monkey, Zephyr is right, you really should work on your body."

Armament Haki-infused right hand pulled Borsalino's body out of a burst of light.

Borsalino, looking bewildered, wanted to say something, but then saw the mocking expression on the man's face.

A crackling sound, representing Conqueror's Haki, appeared between Borsalino's fingers, causing a slight change in his expression.

"Hey, you little brat, don't go too far!"

"I wasn't attacking seriously!"

"This is a bloodbath in the Navy. If you don't get injured, the Five Elders won't trust you. This is called a self-inflicted injury strategy."

Before Borsalino could speak again, Bazel laughed and threw Borsalino into the prison below.

"Falling into the sea!!"

"You bastard!!!"

Only Borsalino's furious curses remained in the air.

"Hahaha, heart!"

"That 'falling from the seabed' move was quite effective, Bazel!"

Suddenly, a lightning-fast figure appeared behind Bazel.

Garp grabbed the man by the back of the head, and before Bazel could react with surprise, the immense force propelled him toward the direction Borsalino was flying.

"But my techniques must be used with full force!!"

"Falling into the sea!"

Whoosh~ thump thump thump!

In a corner of the Beast Hell at Lv.2, Bazel pushed aside the rubble that was pressing down on him.

He grimaced and stood up, clutching his lower back.

"That old bastard—"

Borsalino, who was not far away, also stood up, supporting his back.

"You have no right to talk about him, you bastard, how dare you use such a dangerous tactic on me!!"

After cursing each other, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Did you kill everyone here?"

When Borsalino suddenly asked him a question, Bazel shook his head.

"No, I just killed all the criminals on the sixth floor, as well as the warden of this place."

"That guy is a Celestial Dragon, right? I saw the mark on his wrist."

Golden flashes and streams of fire collided once more. Amidst the sounds of ping-pong soldiers fighting, Borsalino lowered his voice and spoke of recent events.

"Satan Saint values ​​that island highly, and Vegapunk received a notification from him that he is secretly researching a very peculiar energy source."

"This energy has only one characteristic: it is limitless. I suspect that the World Government is hiding some kind of mysterious weapon, and the energy developed by Vegapunk is very likely used in that mysterious weapon."

Unlimited energy?

The Mother Flame?!

Bazel frowned slightly.

"What are its specific uses?"

Borsalino, who had been sent flying by a punch, transformed into golden light and charged back again.

With a block and a knee strike, a combination of punches forced Bazeir to retreat several steps.

"I don't know. This is top secret. Even I can't easily inquire about it, otherwise it will only arouse suspicion."

"I'll try to get some information from Vegapunk, but you'd better not get your hopes up too high."

Rumble—!

A wave of flames from the Second Style: Roaring Sun rushed toward the connection between Lv.2 and Lv.3.

Borsalino spoke again only after a collapse was heard.

"I told Dragon about this, but Vice Admiral Garp doesn't seem to know what the World Government's hidden weapon is either."

After exchanging blows, Borsalino inquired about Bazel's future plans.

"What are you planning to do next? News of your overturning of the Great Prison will soon spread throughout the sea."

"Headquarters can't turn a blind eye to you like before."

Bazel crossed his arms and raised them to protect his head, letting Borsalino's fists pound on him.

"I'm not doing anything, I just want my uncle to understand one thing."

"The Navy should do its job well."

"I don't need his help with what I need to do; just living a law-abiding life is enough."

"He's old; he's lost the drive of youth—"

Suddenly, Borsalino flew high into the sky, shouting the name of the move "Yasakani no Magatama".

Bazel shut up in time, knowing that this was a large-scale attack deliberately launched by the monkeys after they discovered people nearby.

"Monkey, strive to become a marshal, for dusk is approaching."

"Ah, I understand."

boom-!

A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, smashing through the ceiling and appearing in the Beast Hell.

"Let's go, Bazel, the Knights of God are coming! I can feel the aura of those scum!"

Garp, who suddenly rushed in front of Bazel, looked grave.

"Now is not the time for you to fight them. Don't resist, I'll send you out!"

"Fist Bone - Thunder Impact!!!"

A dazzling bolt of lightning mixed with the black and red lightning of Conqueror's Haki; Bazel quickly wrapped both colors of Haki around his crossed arms in defense.

"Little brat,"

Before leaving, Karp and Barzel exchanged glances.

"That brat from back then has finally grown up, huh? He actually dared to say those kinds of things to Sengoku."

"If I hadn't been eavesdropping outside the window while He was giving advice to Zhan Guo, I wouldn't have known you were causing trouble in this godforsaken place again."

Garp's fist came crashing down, and the crossed arms that were defending were instantly pressed against the chest by a tremendous force. Bazel felt as if the oxygen he had been holding in burst out of his mouth.

"Remember this, brat: if you want to usher in a new era, wait until you can defeat me!"

With a roar, Garp stomped forward with his left foot, his entire body moving like a fully drawn bow.

With his waist and hips shifted forward, he gathered all his strength in one punch, ready to send Bazel out of the underwater prison.

Suddenly, a series of urgent mooing sounds came from not far away.

"Come back, moo!"

Bazel managed to free one hand, his palm aimed at the Minotaur that was charging through the third layer of obstacles.

As the cow transformed into black "paint" and flew in, a bull's head tattoo appeared on Bazel's chest, hidden beneath his clothes.

Suddenly, specks of scarlet appeared in the snake's eyes.

"Uncle Garp, please, now is not the time to meet with the Knights of God."

"Run away, kid!"

Garp laughed and cursed as he threw a punch.

"When you get back, have that fat guy under you send me a few cars, the top-of-the-line models!"

"It saves me the trouble of going to the Holy Land of Mary Geoise to steal a car, and if I get caught, I'll get a lecture from Sengoku again."

"Borsalino, go help!"

As Bazel, who had merged with the Minotaur, was blasted away by the immense force, Borsalino, who arrived later, transformed into a beam of light and burst out of the prison.

"Oh! I can't let you escape, you great pirate, Bazel!"

Borsalino, who had flown over Impel Down, spotted a black magic circle in the distance.

Her eyes narrowed.

What is that magic circle?

As thoughts raced through my mind, the light bullet had already been launched.

"The Eight-Foot Jewel!"

At the same time, Garp's roar echoed from underground.

"Pirates, don't think you can get away after doing something like this!"

"Thunder!!"

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