Pirates: Your emperor has returned!

The scepter, shaped like a spear, was swung horizontally, first hitting one person, and then carrying that person to hit a second person.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, the two combatants were swept away by the scepter, crashing through a distant wall and buried in the ruins.

When everyone looked at Rowan again, they found that he had turned around, as if nothing had happened.

So strong!

The guards couldn't help but widen their eyes.

With a single strike, he defeated two combatants who were proficient in the Six Styles. The opponents didn't even have time to use their defensive "Iron Block"!

Crocodile, who was observing from the shadows, was even more certain of his earlier guess.

Ryan Rowan is by no means a weak commander who is bad at close combat!

His entire body was covered in Armament Haki, his speed was astonishing, his strength was enough to paralyze his own arm, and his movements were swift and precise, honed on the battlefield...

Furthermore, this is combined with the extremely high level of Devil Fruit ability development.

Ryan Rowan – his individual combat abilities are unfathomable!

"How exactly did I manage to bring such an old monster back to life?"

The connection between users of the Sand-Sand Fruit?

Crocodile was completely baffled.

After that, he hid himself even more deeply, trying to avoid being noticed.

Because Cobra and the others have arrived.

The king did not allow Vivi to enter the restaurant, but instead led Bell and Jaka in himself.

As soon as he entered, Cobra sensed the tense atmosphere in the restaurant, and a bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

However, when he saw Ikaram tightly embracing his wife, he immediately guessed what had happened.

Cobra immediately felt relieved.

If I were there, I probably wouldn't have been able to resist intervening, right?

Even if the price of obstruction is the so-called "offending the Celestial Dragons"!

……

Upon seeing his guards fall, Saint Goodjoia turned purple with rage and shouted, "Rebellion!"

Rowan didn't say anything, but continued walking forward.

The ordinary guards around, seeing the combatant who was proficient in the Six Styles being easily defeated, had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward to stop him.

After all, stopping them might not mean death, but not stopping them would certainly mean execution!

They raised their muskets with trembling hands and pulled the triggers.

boom! boom! boom!

The lead bullet struck Rowan and then passed through his elementalized body.

Rowan swung his scepter, sweeping aside the group of guards who had no will to fight, and stood in front of Saint Goodjoy.

In desperation, Goodjoy raised his musket and pulled the trigger repeatedly, cursing, "You dare to defy the Celestial Dragons? You dare to defy me?"

Rowan, however, raised his scepter high.

He didn't answer, but repeated Goodjoa Saint's words, his demeanor completely different from that of the arrogant Celestial Dragon.

It was natural and reasonable, as if he was just supposed to say it.

"How dare you defy me!"

Swish!

With a swing of the scepter, Goodjoia was sent flying, crashing straight into a pile of debris in the corner.

Bang! Crash!

Goodjoia Saint's obese body crashed into the debris, causing him to fall to the ground, trembling all over, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Rowan continued walking to Goodjoy's statue, looking down at the Celestial Dragon.

He said slowly:

"I'm not quite sure which twenty countries were involved in establishing a world government back then."

"But ah..."

"The Alabasta Empire destroyed more than twenty countries."

[9. Chapter Nine: Remember This Name]

Goodjoia lay sprawled on the ground.

He felt as if his insides were churning and his chest was about to be torn apart.

It hurts!

Then, he vaguely saw Rowan looking down at him and heard what the other was saying.

Alabasta...the Empire?

He had never heard of any country on this vast ocean that dared to call itself an empire!

Few Celestial Dragons understand politics, but Goodjoa Saint enjoys reading in his spare time, which makes him even more shocked.

Empire and kingdom, though only one word apart, represent completely different meanings.

Kingdoms—they are everywhere on this vast sea.

Any island, as long as it has enough inhabitants who are willing to join the World Government and pay taxes to it, can establish a recognized "kingdom".

The word "empire" often implies independence.

Independent of whom?

Independent of the world government.

This is a situation that the world government will absolutely not allow to happen!

That's why Goodjoy Saint couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Is this man in front of me planning to lead a rebellion in the nation of Alabasta?

No, no, no, he's already hit me! He hit a Celestial Dragon! He's definitely planning a rebellion! I... I want to live! I don't want to die!

While Goodjoy Saint was desperately thinking about how to survive.

Beside him, a guard secretly took out a small Den Den Mushi from his pocket, intending to press the button on it.

The attack on the Celestial Dragons is a major event that would definitely shock the world.

Its impact was so great that it prompted the Navy Headquarters' highest combat power—the Navy Admiral—to personally take action!

The guard took out the Den Den Mushi to contact the Navy Headquarters and ask them to send a Navy Admiral to provide support.

But just as he was about to press the button, several grains of sand suddenly appeared in front of him.

Looking up, he saw a gravel soldier with a cold face standing in front of him, holding a long gun in one hand and reaching out the other towards him.

He beckoned with his finger.

"..."

Speechless.

The guard understood the gravel soldier's meaning and, without any further thoughts, immediately handed over the Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter) to contact the Navy.

The Den Den Mushi fell into the hands of the Sand Soldiers. Sand burrowed into the receiver, completely severing the wiring and rendering it unusable.

The gravel soldier put the Den Den Mushi aside and then tilted his head at the guard.

The guard understood.

He immediately lay down on the ground, tilted his head to the side, and pretended to faint.

shuh...

The sand soldiers then dissipated, turning into a pool of yellow sand that returned to Rowan's body.

Seeing this, Goodjoy became even more panicked. Without the support of a naval admiral, he was now in dire straits.

After all, even if the World Government severely punishes the criminals who killed the Celestial Dragons, if he dies, he will have nothing left!

He trembled and backed away repeatedly.

"You, don't come any closer! Who are you?"

Rowan's gaze shifted downwards, somewhat too lazy to look at Goodjoy Saint's fat and ugly body again.

“I am Ryan Rowan.”

He said slowly, "Remember this name, and then get out of my country."

Ok? !

Goodjoia Saint immediately realized what was happening, as if he had grasped at a lifeline.

He told me to leave?

Ha! I knew it! There couldn't possibly be a madman in this world who would dare to kill a Celestial Dragon!

When I return to the Holy Land of Mary Geoise, I will have the navy come and arrest you traitors and turn you all into slaves!

Goodjoia thought this to himself, but smiled and said:

"I, I'll leave right away!"

Supported by several guards, Saint Goodjoa, ignoring the scorching sun outside, scrambled out of the Alabasta Palace.

The unrest appears to be over.

But both Cobra and Crocodile felt that the trouble was only just beginning.

The Celestial Dragons will not let this go so easily.

Rowan is about to face one of the biggest troubles on this sea.