I guarded Impel Down for a hundred years in the pirate world.

"What? They went too?" The three Elders looked slightly surprised.

Raiola suddenly laughed, leaning back in his chair, and said calmly, "Figo, Chacamos, Tecotamp Saint, Lox, and Crisisi, the Four Kings? More than half of the guys standing at the top of the world have gathered here. How lively."

"It's so lively! So lively! So lively!"

The more he spoke, the more ferocious his expression became!

The other four members of the Five Elders stepped back.

Scared.

……

Scared.

Ever since he accidentally recognized yesterday that the person talking to Figo was the legendary King of Gluttony, Ba Jin would tremble uncontrollably whenever he looked at Figo.

Today is a day for dessert feasts, and the prison barbecue is not open for business. She stiffly followed behind Figo and Lingling, whose faces were full of anticipation and excitement.

“Ba Jin,” Figo suddenly called to her.

"Ah!" She shuddered, her pants almost getting wet. "What, what are your orders?"

“You stay here and watch the shop. Be careful today and try your best to stay alive. Don’t even think about running away. If you stay, you still have a chance to live. If you try to run away, you’re dead,” Figo said.

Ba Jin's face turned deathly pale: "Yes..."

Lingling, who was standing next to her, asked curiously, "Isn't Sister Ba Jin going to have dessert with us?"

"She can't do it. Look at her small frame, she can't eat much at all. Today is a contest of eating capacity, she won't even be able to get through the door."

"Is that so?" Lingling nodded, looked at Ba Jin's short legs with sympathy, and then happily took Figo's hand and left.

The dessert feast was held in a huge square outside the food street, which had been prepared in advance. The surrounding area was sealed off by walls, leaving only a huge gate guarded by two rows of Pleasure Street guards.

The area outside was already packed with people, and you could hear pirates complaining, "What's going on? Do they only let us in if we eat 100 caramel mini-cakes in one go?"

"I can eat, but I probably won't be able to eat anything else after that, let alone attend some dessert feast..."

"Hey, look at that guy, he's finished eating!"

"Wow! Amazing..."

Hearing these voices, Lingling's big face became a little nervous. Should she have eaten Grandpa Figo's barbecue yesterday? It wasn't until Figo led her through the crowd that she smiled happily.

Caramel cakes stacked three meters high were placed on a small cart... That's it?

"Can I go in if I finish eating all of this?" she asked the guard in charge of the assessment expectantly.

The guard was a little nervous: "That's right."

“Grandpa Figo, and Lingling…” Lingling turned her head, then looked up, and smiled: “Grandpa Fatty, you’re here too!”

“Yes, Lingling.” The Gluttonous King stood beside Figo Lingling and smiled. “Shall we go in together?”

Figo nodded in agreement.

Lingling: "Okay, okay!"

The three of them stood next to a small cart. Lingling couldn't wait to start, stuffing cakes into her mouth one after another, her eyes squinting with happiness.

"Hey, look at that girl..."

"Wow, that's amazing, how old is she..."

"This isn't that barbecue restaurant... Oh, and the owner with those amazing escape techniques is here too!"

"Does the fat old man next to me look familiar?"

Compared to Lingling, Figo and the King of Gluttony eat more politely, but they still eat one bite after another quickly.

"Actually, I don't particularly like sweets; I prefer meat," Figo said.

"Sweets bring the most happiness," the Gluttonous King retorted, adding, "With each generation of pirates coming and going, a mere 15 years have passed, and now hardly any of the newcomers even recognize me anymore."

"Everyone who knows you is with me."

"Thermo Blues?"

He died a few years ago.

"Yes, he was 10 years older than me. If he were alive today, he would be 100 years old." The King of Gluttony said sadly, grieving the death of yet another old acquaintance: "Speaking of which, why is it so lively today?"

"I was a little surprised too."

Figo asked, "A lot of people? I'm not very good at Observation Haki, so it sounds a bit noisy with so many people, so I'm too lazy to listen to it."

With a twitch of his brow, his Observation Haki instantly expanded, directly enveloping the entire Pleasure Street Island and spreading to the sea!

"Wow, it's really lively."

Observation Haki: 202109

Level 5, a master of Observation Haki!

……

At the port of Pleasure Street, the four kings of the New World led their respective subordinates to the island. The three men and one queen had unfriendly expressions, and their powerful pressure spread out, causing the nearby pirates to panic and scatter.

A three-meter-tall, alluring female king, her face painted with two streaks of black rouge, grabbed a guard by the collar and lifted him up: "Where is Emma (Queen of Pleasure Street)? Is she holding a banquet?"

"Hmph, don't make things difficult for a lowly soldier." Someone nearby sneered, "Just go find her directly."

……

On the other side of the island, the Rocks Pirates' large ship was sailing towards the entertainment district.

"Captain, we're almost there! The banquet must be about to begin. Honestly, why didn't they just have Shiki fly us here?"

Lox looked at the blue-haired youth beside him.

Krishci smiled and said, "Everyone, be careful and don't reveal Shiki's abilities yet! If things go wrong, his hidden flight ability might be our trump card to save us!"

"Ah, ah, here we go again!"

"Our dear first mate!"

……

Further away, a small, silvery-white boat is drifting on the sea.

There were only two people on the boat. One of them was nearly three meters tall, wearing a cloak of justice, with long silver hair, and was in his early forties. He was handsome and dashing.

The other man was also around 40 years old. He had a dignified face, a bald head, wore a white samurai robe, wooden clogs, and carried a sword over a meter long at his waist. The sword's name was Onikiri.

It was none other than Admiral Silver-Foot Chakamos and the current commander of the Divine Army, Tecotamp Saint!

Taikotanpu was holding a golden Den Den Mushi in his hand, and the voices of the Five Elders came through the Den Den Mushi: "You should not go to the island for the time being."

"Silver Foot, after the battle breaks out on the island, go ashore as needed and provide them with a fighting area. Don't get too involved in the battle, and always keep an eye on Figo's actions and situation!"

"Furthermore, the situation on the island is completely out of control now. No one can predict what will happen. Your priority should be your own safety..."

"No!" Another voice suddenly came from the other end of the Den Den Mushi: "The most important objective is to kill Gaston Figo! Kill him!"

"Raiola Saint, calm down!"

"Calm down!"

After a burst of noise.

The Den Den Mushi was disconnected.

Taikotanpus paused for a moment, then tossed the Den Den Mushi onto the ship, thinking to himself: 'The Five Elders of the last two generations are a disgrace to the World Government!'

"Silver Foot, listen to my instructions from now on."

Chakamos said, "Understood, Lord Tycotamp. This time we'll probably have a chance to see the world's strongest fighter. Cyborg has been chasing him all along, and I'm quite curious about him."

"The strongest in the world?" As the undisputed strongest among all the generals of the Divine Army throughout history, Saint Tekotanpu did not acknowledge Figo's title of the strongest!

Chapter Seventy-Three: The First Shot

"Wow, that's great!" Upon successfully entering the banquet hall for the dessert feast, Lingling's eyes sparkled, and she cupped her hands to her chest.

What comes into view is a mountain of desserts: tempting strawberry puffs filled with bright red strawberries, square honey toast baked to a golden brown and fragrant color, cakes of various sizes made of cream, and a giant ice cream cone several meters high...

The dessert feast was clearly more than just a pretext to lure Lingling. CP0 had put a lot of thought into this culinary scheme to prevent Lingling from developing a rebellious attitude after being taken back.

The banquet venue was set up like a buffet restaurant, and beautiful women dressed as waitresses came over and led the three to their seats.

“We will help record the weight of everyone’s food and fairly and impartially select the king of today’s dessert feast,” she said to the three.

But Lingling couldn't walk at all.

"I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat everything!"

"Then let's go eat." The King of Gluttony patted her head: "You're just like me back then, turning into this whenever you see food."

“Go ahead, Lingling,” Figo said.

"Oh!" Lingling cheered and pounced on the nearby cake, reaching out to grab it.

The King of Gluttony followed with a smile.

Figo nodded to the nervous waitress beside him, signaling her not to worry about the three of them, and joined Lingling and the Gluttonous King. The three of them immediately became a unique sight in the banquet hall, eating at an unusually fast pace and with unusual focus!

There are many gluttons in the world of One Piece. There are very few people with strong physiques who cannot eat. Although most pirates are not very interested in desserts, more than a dozen people had already entered before the three of them. However, they were all in twos and threes at a table, having the waiters bring over a 'mountain' of desserts to enjoy slowly. How could they be like these two old people and one child, jumping directly into the pot to eat?

"This girl..."

The first to attract attention was Lingling. Her nimble little hands made all kinds of desserts fly into her bottomless belly in a blur. Any discerning pirate could see her enviable physical talent and was somewhat 'moved' by it.

I wanted to pull her back onto the boat.

Next up is the King of Gluttony, whose five-meter-tall, mountain-like body is extremely eye-catching.

This old man... looks familiar?

"and many more?"

"This guy...could it be?!"

"No way?!"

Some of the older ones recognized the King of Gluttony, and sweat beaded on their foreheads as they looked toward the tall woman in the center of the banquet hall.

Seeing that Queen Emma of Pleasure Street was also watching the three people who were eating voraciously with a slightly nervous expression, they no longer had any hope. How could a dessert feast have attracted this old guy?