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

in unison.

Mia looked surprised, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and countless arms grew out of her body, waving and swinging with extraordinary agility.

Suddenly, Kong transformed into a crimson gorilla: a Zoan-type Mythical Beast—King Kong, and swung his arm, pounding his chest.

The two quickly withdrew their abilities.

"I was absolutely right. Just a moment ago, I felt my connection to the Devil Fruit's power deepen, and my ability to develop it seemed to have improved as well." Kong asked curiously, "You too? What happened?"

Mia shook her head and looked back at the holy site.

……

The New World, the Rocks Pirates.

Rocks held his hand up to his eyes, looking somewhat puzzled. Not far away, Chrissy ran over quickly: "Captain, do you feel it too?"

"also?"

"Just now, Shiki and I suddenly felt that our abilities had changed and were different, as if some kind of restraint or shackle had been broken..."

Lox frowned in confusion.

……

At sea, an unknown Devil Fruit user.

"Has I finally subdued the demon inside the fruit? Can I swim again?"

"Hahahaha... gurgle..."

"Help, help..."

At the same time, all Devil Fruit users in the world had similar feelings, as if the demon in the fruit they ate had suddenly lost its ferocious claws and teeth, and gained liberation and relief.

……

Deep within Mary Geoise, a sacred site now completely transformed into ruins—no, into an unknown new map.

Figo stood firmly on the ground, breathing heavily.

Blood dripped from several wounds on his body, and as his muscles twitched slightly, the bleeding was slowly stopping.

And in front of him was a skeleton!

The instant Im died, her body, accompanied by a murderous stench, rapidly decomposed into a skeleton!

Only two demon horns remained.

No matter how much Figo beat her, even when she lost her mind, she would try her best to protect that area.

After catching his breath for half a minute, Figo finally managed a smile and said, "He really is a liar."

He stomped his right foot down with all his might, and the earth rumbled and overturned, burying Im's bones and two demon horns. The upturned ground revealed a straw hat that had been almost shattered into powder, a huge straw hat... probably the same one Im had given to Joy Boy.

"The fact that you came all the way here after the battle means you actually know why Joy Boy and Nefertari wanted to kill you, right? And you know why I wanted to kill you too. You're no longer the Im you once were. You not only deceive others, but you even deceive yourself?" Figo said to the land.

With a wave of his arm, the gust of wind turned the straw hat into shreds and carried them to the distant sea.

Everything was buried under the shattered earth.

Then he turned around and walked several hundred meters.

The three Celestial Dragons, the strongest fighters, lay in a row, all seriously injured. Among them, Saint Challorin was in the best condition, still having the strength to sit up, staring blankly at the spot where Im had died.

"The Devil Fruit didn't disappear, and the Devil Fruit user didn't die out of control," Figo said. "It really made me nervous. Even as I was killing her, I was thinking, what would I do if Mia and Sora died because of this?"

“I thought you wouldn’t believe it at all. It really… is fake?” Chal Lorin murmured, lying back on the ground and closing his eyes. “Kill us, Gaston Figo.”

“Where is the transmitter?” Figo asked.

"You won't find it on the Mountain of God."

Taikotanpu struggled and said, "You released me that time because you wanted to use me as a guide to find the Mountain of God where the Divine Army is stationed, right? It's pointless. Although I don't know how you did it, those of us you captured can't lead you anymore! Without a navigational compass, you won't find it, at least... it's too late!"

"Why bother? The Celestial Dragons have lost their former privileges and have fallen to the point where everyone hates them. From now on, they can only hide and run away. This is the result of your past arrogance. You have enjoyed privileges for more than 700 years. This is retribution!"

Even if you succeed this time and attract powerful space pirates, what's the point? Is this revenge against me? Do you think I'd lose?

Figo laughed and said, "You are gamblers who have lost everything, betting your lives on less than a one percent chance of revenge. It's too ugly. I don't want to gamble with you this time. Let's talk."

"Not gambling?" The three men paused, their expressions momentarily blank.

Half an hour later, Figo was no longer in front of the three of them; they were sitting silently on the ground.

They looked at each other, and Tykotamp said in a hoarse voice, "That's it..."

"We can't let it end like this!"

Zacher Su said angrily.

"He killed Lord Im, and now he wants to negotiate with us? He doesn't want us to activate the transmitter?"

"They even want us to take over the World Government's powers for the Marine Headquarters?! To quell the turmoil caused by the government's collapse?!"

He gets all the good things!

Cheryl Rolin sighed, "Let it be. Whether it will truly attract space pirates, and whether any of them will be strong enough to defeat Gaston Figo, is all unknown."

At least, agreeing to his request would preserve a sliver of life and a future for the Celestial Dragons. Not agreeing would mean losing every single future.

Zacher Su Sheng Yi was stunned.

"Does the future... really still exist?"

"perhaps."

“Gaston Figo is already 70 years old, Tecotamp Saint, at least you still have a chance, maybe in thirty or fifty years… you still have a chance…”

……

The other four members of the Five Elders, perhaps fearing being taken hostage, had already fled by boat.

Figo felt a little regretful as he checked the spoils of the capture of Zacher Susan, then ran across the sea back towards the Navy Headquarters.

Now is not the time.

It's not the right time to have the Celestial Dragons activate some unknown or even useless transmitter, nor is it the right time to completely dismantle the World Government.

Let's stabilize for at least a few years first, then start something new, shall we?

Figo looked at the 82% success rate of ignition on his physique and pondered whether it would be possible to ignite 100% once his physique reached level 6 with 100 million power.

"It's close to 80,000, and it'll be quick."

The rising sun shone on Figo's strong back... Daylight broke!

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Chapter 107 Changes

The Sabaody Archipelago is home to the world's largest mangrove tree, the Yarchman mangrove.

The roots of mangroves protrude above the sea surface, and people have built small islands in these areas, totaling 79 islands, collectively known as the Sabaody Archipelago.

Island 129 is also known as the lawless land, where pirates who want to enter the New World often gather, and where many illegal merchants stay and slave auction houses are stationed.

On this day, another large-scale slave auction was held at the slave auction house on Island No. 11.

The auctioneer, sporting two high-swept mustaches and dressed somewhat comically, lifted the curtain on the next item and closed his eyes to enjoy the cheers.

"Oh"

"These are merfolk?!"

"How long has it been since we last met?"

"How were you caught?"

"What a strong guy!"

As expected, cheers erupted from the audience.

On the stage, a strong merman youth, around 20 years old, was locked in a sealed glass tank, wearing chained slave rings, his face full of anger.

As the audience gradually quieted down and the focus of attention shifted, the auctioneer twitched his beard with satisfaction and said, "This is no ordinary merman. Even among mermen, he is an absolute elite and a powerful warrior!"

He was Neptune's bodyguard! Yes, that's right, our slave-hunting heroes had a chance encounter with Neptune, the prince of the Fishman Dragon Palace, but unfortunately, only he survived, as the other Fishmen and Neptune escaped by jumping into the water.

But that's alright. The customers will buy him back, and the merfolk and fish-men will likely come to his rescue. As long as you're prepared, you might even gain more merfolk and fish-men!

Some of the guests in the audience were immediately impressed.

Those who were worried about their safety would naturally withdraw, and they didn't have enough money either. But the wealthy merchants weren't afraid; owning mermaid slaves was a great status symbol.

If there could be a group

"Then, I won't waste any more time. Merfolk warrior, starting bid: 100 million Berries!"

After he finished speaking, the audience fell into complete silence.

The guests looked at each other, thinking they had misheard.

"One hundred million?!"

"If I had a hundred million, I could try to buy a Devil Fruit!"

"He's not a female merman, he won't grow legs after he turns 30, what's the point?!"

"Are you all insane?!"

The host, anticipating this, said, "First of all, please note that he is not a simple mermaid. In addition, the cost and risks of slave hunting are constantly increasing, and the frequency of sea ghosts appearing is more frequent than before. Our slave hunting heroes are all setting sail at the risk of their lives!"

"A sea ghost?"

If anyone had any questions, a thoughtful guest explained: "It's a strange thing. It first appeared about 24 years ago. Every year or two, a slave ship would disappear just before returning to the Sabaody Archipelago. It would disappear without any warning, like encountering a ghost."

"Really?" someone hissed.

"That thing has appeared quite frequently?"

"That's right," the host said. "There's another point: probably because of the atrocities committed by the Moonlit Hand recently, the Celestial Dragons have been traveling less frequently, so everyone doesn't need to worry after purchasing the Merfolk."

He gave a look that was best left unsaid.

The guests understood immediately.

"One hundred million Berries!"