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

In a corner of the Grand Line, there is a quiet little country—the Kingdom of Erinmus.

Because of their abundant mineral resources and excellent finances, they were able to pay the full amount of celestial gold, and naturally, a powerful naval branch was stationed here.

Because of its remote location, not on the shipping routes to the New World, and close to the Calm Belt, the country is rarely attacked by pirates, and its people live in peace and happiness. However, this peace has recently been shattered.

A Celestial Dragon has traveled here!

The royal family was driven out of the palace, and the Celestial Dragons took over living there. Every day, fresh 'things' had to be sent to the palace to please the Celestial Dragons. If the Celestial Dragons showed the slightest dissatisfaction, a tragedy would occur.

Countless happy families suffered misfortune, and a peaceful country was shrouded in gloom.

Two weeks after the Celestial Dragons came to vacation here, on a full moon night, in a corner outside the palace, in a place where the moon could not shine, a young man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old was looking in the direction of the palace with a determined expression.

His name was Arsen. He was originally an ordinary carpenter in the small town of the capital. He was kind, honest, and timid. He never argued with anyone and had an ordinary but happy family, a wife who was not beautiful but very gentle, and a lovely son.

But just half a month ago, when the Celestial Dragons had just arrived, he happened to bump into them while they were shopping on the street with their son.

He was stunned for only a second before his innocent three-year-old son pointed at the Celestial Dragon and asked why that uncle was wearing a bra.

And so the tragedy occurred.

Seeing his son lying in a pool of blood, he weakly apologized to the Celestial Dragons as always, not daring to show any hatred, or even cry.

The Celestial Dragons ignored him.

Having escaped with his life, he returned and stopped his wife from going to her death, and as always, timidly led her away from this sorrowful country.

But no one knew he would come back.

He even showed up here!

He touched the dagger in his pocket, knowing that not everyone had tried to do what he wanted these past few days, but most hadn't even managed to enter the palace gates.

He would probably do the same.

But whether you live or die is another matter.

Whether he goes or not is another matter! His three-year-old son is still waiting for him on the road!

Just as he mustered his courage and was about to rush forward, a voice suddenly rang out behind him: "You want to kill a Celestial Dragon?"

In an instant, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and reflexively, he turned around and thrust out his dagger!

With a clang, as if piercing armor, the recoil made his arm tremble, but he still gritted his teeth and gripped the dagger, only to realize that it was not armor at all, but a man's thigh.

The man was very tall. He looked down at him and said, "Good determination. Come with me."

As Arsen watched the man turn and walk toward the palace, he almost collapsed to the ground, but a voice in his heart told him: Follow!

At the palace gate, two slaves, tamed by the Celestial Dragons, were faithfully guarding the gate. Upon hearing footsteps, their faces went blank, and they immediately drew their long swords. No matter who came or what their reason was, anyone who dared to disturb the Celestial Dragons' rest and entertainment at this time could be cut down.

This is the order they received.

But this time, they couldn't bring themselves to make the cut.

Their numb expressions gradually came to life. They rubbed their eyes blankly, thinking they were hallucinating, and then threw the knife away in a daze.

"A demon chief?!"

"Why would you..."

"Very energetic, huh? You can even recognize me and dare to call me the devil?" Figo said.

"Is it really you?!"

The two slaves knelt on the ground, stunned. One of them cried out, "Warden! Warden! Save us! Take me back to Impel Down!"

“There’s no chance anymore.” Figo shook his head and said, “Unable to endure the suffering in Impel Down, he chose to become a slave of the Celestial Dragons. Besides his sins, he also lost his backbone. There’s no point in living anymore.”

"Since you provided me with the location, I have no choice but to give you a swift and decisive answer."

The two slaves stared in horror, then felt a sudden release and pain in their throats. The slave rings that had bound them for years were removed, and an explosion rang out in the night sky. They regained their freedom, but the excruciating pain in their throats also robbed them of their strength.

A thud as someone fell to the ground.

Inside the palace, several slaves who had heard the commotion immediately rushed over.

What's pitiful is that even knowing there were intruders, they dared not shout or yell, and even had to keep their footsteps down, for fear of disturbing the Celestial Dragons and being held accountable by them afterward.

What's not pitiful is that they have become loyal servants of the Celestial Dragons, and their hands are stained with the blood of countless innocent people.

Figo flicked his wrist, the chain on his hand looped around one of them, pinned him down, and as the prison files surfaced in his mind, he killed him. He carried out the process with great skill, and in the blink of an eye, the several Celestial Dragon slaves who were charging towards him were all wiped out.

Even if one of them were SR7 worthy of being imprisoned on Impel Down Level 6, it would still be a matter of Figo slapping him, and he would die without much fanfare.

Arsen, who was following behind Figo, was completely stunned when he saw Figo turn his head at him.

"If you're not afraid, keep going."

……

"It's so noisy, why is it so noisy outside?" In the back garden of the palace, a Celestial Dragon who had just finished dinner was walking his 'new pet'.

She was a beautiful girl of only sixteen or seventeen, her face filled with numbness, confusion, and deeply hidden terror. Hearing the explosion and collision sounds coming from the distant sky, the Celestial Dragon's fat face trembled, and he let out a complaint. The slaves and girls around him lowered their heads in fear.

Boom—another explosion.

"So annoying!" The Celestial Dragon turned and walked over there. Because it was so sudden, the rope he was holding pulled the girl down violently, causing her to fall to the ground and let out a low cry of pain.

"Hmm?" The Celestial Dragon turned around: "You... called out again just now, didn't you?"

The girl's face was filled with horror and fear. When she looked up, she suddenly froze for a moment and saw a tall figure suddenly appear behind the Celestial Dragon.

“Then you call it,” he said.

*Crack!* A giant hand descended from the sky and shattered the glass dome on the Celestial Dragon's head. Before the Celestial Dragon could react, it grabbed him by the hair and lifted him up!

The Celestial Dragon let out a scream, yelling, "What?! Who are you?! Do you know who I am?! Bastard!"

The pain of being held by the hair prevented him from turning his head, and he was unaware that his guards had already fallen silently to the ground, uttering cries of impotent rage and threats.

"Forget it, you'd better not call me that."

Figo grabbed him with his left hand and slapped him hard across the fat face with his right. Blood mixed with teeth flew everywhere, and the Celestial Dragon immediately lost his ability to curse. Soon after, he slapped him again with his backhand!

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Figo slapped him until his head was swollen like a pig's head, rendering him unconscious, before throwing him away.

Then Figo bent down, untied the slave ring from the girl who was lying blankly on the ground with one hand, and gently patted her head with the other: "It's alright."

The girl stood there for another ten seconds or so before suddenly throwing herself onto Figo's lap and bursting into tears.

Figo patted her gently to comfort her, then turned to Arsen and said, "Do you have the courage to kill him? Although I have never approved of using torture to kill those who are destined to die, the Celestial Dragons are different. If you want to torture him to death, that's fine too, but you'd better be quick, I don't have much time."

Arsen's hand holding the dagger trembled. Thinking of his son lying in a pool of blood, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

"I dare! You should take this girl and leave now. I'll take responsibility for killing the Celestial Dragon!"

“Sin? What’s the sin of killing them? That’s not what I meant. If any Celestial Dragons dare to do evil in the future, everyone can kill them.” Figo said, “I said I didn’t have much time because there are other Celestial Dragons waiting for me to kill. I’m not going to run away at the party.”

For 25 years, every time Figo escaped from Impel Down, the Five Elders would take the opportunity to transfer some criminals who couldn't endure the hardships of Impel Down to serve as slaves for the Celestial Dragons. Kincho never stopped them, which was also Figo's tacit approval.

why?

Location, location, and more location!

The slaves transferred out of Impel Down will all become the basis for Figo to determine the location of the Celestial Dragons!

During the month he disappeared, Figo was reviewing prison files in his mind and also took a short trip around the Grand Line to plan his route!

Next, the killing begins!

……

At Marine Headquarters, Steel Bone Sky received an urgent notification. He hadn't expected that he, who had only been Fleet Admiral for a little over half a month, would be caught up in such a major event as the Celestial Dragons being attacked.

Sitting in his office, he dialed the Den Den Mushi (a type of telephone insect) to contact Silver-Footed Chakamos.

“Eileen Mousse? That’s so far? That’s great.” Chakamos had long wanted to stay away from the powder keg-like World Government and Marine Headquarters: “I’ll head over immediately. But tonight is a full moon, so it’s very likely that mysterious Moon Hunter will be there again. Don’t get your hopes up too high.”

"Okay, just make the trip."

I won't just run randomly, I'll run slowly.

Silver Foot leisurely rowed his silver-white boat away from the Navy Headquarters, as if on vacation.

That Gaston Figo senior must really admire the Moon Hunter; even I might not be able to catch him... Wait a minute?

He was suddenly struck by a bold conjecture.

It can't be...

Late at night, Steel Bone Kong called again.

"Come back, Silverfoot. The Celestial Dragons who were traveling in Cusan Town have also been attacked and killed."

……

Mary Geoise.

The Five Elders will be sleepless tonight.

At first, they also thought it was the appearance of the despicable Moon Hunters, but the death of the second Celestial Dragon told them that things were not so simple.

"It's Gaston Figo!"

"That bastard finally showed up!"

"Did he spend the month he disappeared secretly watching the Holy Land, observing which Celestial Dragons were traveling? And then he actually attacked them!"

"Is it possible... that the Moon Hunter is also Gaston Figo?"

Silence followed immediately after these words.

Soon, the five elders were so angry that they slammed their fists on the table.

At this point, they hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem. They thought that Figo could kill two of those spoiled Celestial Dragons if he wanted, and they were more troubled about how to lure Figo to the Holy Land.

The next morning, the third and fourth Celestial Dragons were killed, and only then did they realize something was wrong.

At noon, a fifth head was killed.

They asked in surprise, "Did Figo really stay outside the Holy Land for a month?"

That night, the sixth and seventh heads were killed.

The Five Elders could no longer sit still: "Quickly! Notify the Celestial Dragons who are traveling to return!"