Extra Chapter~
Enies Lobby, also known as the Judicial Island, is established by the World Government. It is home to a famous but largely symbolic court; anyone sent to Enies Lobby is already considered a criminal.
After returning to Enies Lobby, the members of CP9 wore expressions of extreme displeasure.
This was their first major defeat in their careers, and even Lucci had been taken away by the Whitebeard Pirates.
A man with short purple hair, a dark nose bridge, and conspicuous dark circles under his eyes, with a face partially covered by a mask, frowned at the six CP9 members.
Spandam, the head of the World Government's secret intelligence agency CP9, was their superior.
"Where's Lucci?"
"Have the blueprints been brought back?"
The six remained silent, their sharp gazes fixed on Spandam.
Spandam was taken aback by their intense stares, his heart pounding.
"Lucci was taken away by the White Demon Pirates. The blueprints couldn't be acquired."
Blueno's deep voice spoke up.
"What?!"
"Lucci was taken away?"
"Then what are you doing here? Go rescue Lucci!"
At this moment, the CP9 members struggled to suppress their urge to attack Spandam, questioning why the World Government had appointed such a fool as their superior.
The White Demon Pirates, a powerful crew that had severely injured an admiral and slaughtered the Seven Warlords of the Sea, saw them as insignificant.
"Sir, the White Demon Pirates are not ordinary pirates. Even if we deployed everyone, we wouldn't be a match for them."
"We were knocked out the moment White Demon struck us."
"I suggest you inform the Navy instead."
Spandam was enraged, his finger trembling as he pointed at them.
"You idiots!"
When Lucci was around, Spandam dared not say much to CP9. Lucci was known for his volatile temper and was called a 'Massacre Weapon' making Spandam fear for his life due to his inherent dread of Lucci.
But what kind of worthless scum were these people, daring to defy his orders!
"Prepare to face the government's punishment!"
Spandam roared angrily before storming into an office to contact the figures at Mary Geoise via a Den Den Mushi.
Upon waking, Lucci wore a sullen expression.
"Don't waste your effort; you won't be able to escape this."
Ryujiro, reclining in a chair, spoke lazily. The rope was made of his spiritual energy, making it nearly impossible for Lucci to escape.
"What do you intend to do with me?"
After several failed attempts, Lucci asked darkly.
Ryujiro did not respond immediately. Instead, he stood up and looked at Lucci with a smile.
"Don't worry, I won't harm you. I'm just a bit interested in you."
"What's so good about following the World Government and becoming their tool?"
"Why not join me and turn this world upside down?"
Lucci faced Ryujiro without any fear, sneering coldly.
"Heh, join you pirates?"
"Dream on!"
"Unless I'm dead, you'll never get me to follow you!"
Ryujiro sighed regretfully, a cold glint in his eyes. "It's a pity; you never had a choice from the beginning."
Buzz—
At that moment, Lucci's body trembled involuntarily. As he gazed into Ryujiro's eyes, which were as brilliant as the cosmos, his focus gradually wavered.
His steadfast will grew increasingly feeble.
Ryujiro appreciated Lucci but did not bother to persuade him to join. Instead, he opted for a simpler method, finding it surprisingly easy to alter will and spirit.
Once the mental modification was successful, Lucci's eyes regained their shine, but his previous disdain for Ryujiro had transformed into awe.
He respectfully spoke, "Captain."
Snap—
With a snap of his fingers, the rope made of spiritual energy vanished.
Perona, floating in the air, was struck with fear.
What had Ryujiro just done?
In such a short time, the man who had previously looked at Ryujiro with disdain now regarded him with reverence and called him "Captain"?
It was terrifying.
What a fearsome method.
If Ryujiro were to use it on me...
Perona felt a chill run down her spine.
"Captain."
Kun emerged from the cabin, walking slowly over.
"We'll reach the Sabaody Archipelago in three days."
"But I'm worried."
Ryujiro looked up at Kun.
"Worried about what?"
"That place is the closest to Mary Geoise. I'm concerned that the World Government and the Navy might be waiting for us there."
Kun said gravely.
An ambush by the Navy and the World Government?
Ryujiro pondered for a moment before asking Kun, "Are you afraid?"
"If the Navy and the World Government ambush us, what will you do?"
Kun's eyes flashed with determination. "I'm not afraid! I'll fight alongside the Captain!"
Hearing this, Ryujiro couldn't help but laugh lightly. He stood up and patted Kun on the shoulder. "That's enough."
"It's just the Marines and the World Government. Hopefully, they'll send someone who can provide me with a bit of entertainment."
Ryujiro gazed into the distance.
Suddenly, a luxurious ship appeared on their side, its surface gilded and studded with gems of various colors.
On either side of this ship were naval warships.
Ryujiro squinted. A ship escorted by naval warships and this lavish—could it be transporting Heavenly Tribute?
Heavenly Tribute is a tribute that allied nations of the World Government must offer to the Celestial Dragons each year.
It is delivered to Mary Geoise under the protection of government naval ships.
The Celestial Dragons are the most esteemed nobles in the pirate world, descendants of the 20 kings who established the World Government 800 years ago.
They consider themselves "descendants of Gods" and disdain sharing the same air as commoners, wearing bubble helmets.
They can make anyone their slave. If someone offends a Celestial Dragon or attacks one, the Navy Headquarters will dispatch admirals.
On the Heavenly Tribute ship, a Celestial Dragon with thick lips, a fat build, and a hideously ugly bubble helmet was whipping a nearly dead slave on the deck.
"Trash! It's an honor for you to be my slave!"
"How dare you, a lowly commoner, defy me!"
Wham—! Wham—!
Another whip struck the slave. The slave, already bloodied and unmoving, had actually just died moments before.
"Damn slave, you've soiled my hands!"
"Throw him overboard!"
"Yes, Saint Charlos!"
The Celestial Dragon's attendants threw the corpse into the sea, and one of them spoke quietly to Saint Charlos.
"Saint Charlos, there is a pirate ship ahead. Should we navigate around it?"
"Huh?!"
"What are you saying!"
"It's just a pirate ship, and you want me to change course!"
Bang—!
Saint Charlos fired a shot from his golden pistol at the attendant's head, blood splattering on the deck.
The Celestial Dragons' style of doing things is always like this; the lives of ordinary people are even less valuable than their pets in their eyes.
Saint Charlos's eyes lit up upon seeing the imposing Golden Ark ship ahead!
"That ship! That ship!"
"I want that ship! You! Go have the Navy approach and eliminate the pirates on board!"
"That ship belongs to me. These lowly pirates don't deserve to have it!"
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At this moment, a marine officer with a grim expression approached Saint Charlos.
"Saint Charlos,"
"The people on that ship are from the White Demon Pirates."
"To deal with the White Demon Pirates, we would need to deploy an admiral. I think it's better to let it go."
Saint Charlos kicked the Marine officer to the ground, pointing his golden pistol at his head.
"Who do you think you are to oppose me?"
"If you can't handle it, contact headquarters and have them send an admiral!"
"Remember, you Marines are nothing but our dogs."
"Dogs! Just be obedient."
The Marine personnel on the ship trembled with anger. They knew that the Celestial Dragons were contemptible, and this insult was a direct affront to them.
But everyone present knew the consequences of offending the Celestial Dragons.
"It's just a pirate!"
"You! Open fire!"
Saint Charlos sneered, completely unaware of the terror of the great pirates. To the Celestial Dragons, everything in the world belonged to them, as they were descendants of the gods.
Under the protection of the World Government and Marines, kings of various nations had to kneel before them, wielding supreme authority!
"Stop! You can't do that!"
"Saint Charlos! This will anger the White Demon Pirates!"
"White Demon has severely wounded Admiral Kizaru!"
The officer tried to dissuade the obese Celestial Dragon to prevent the situation from escalating out of control.
Bang—
With the gunshot, the officer fell to the ground, eyes wide open in a mix of resentment, anger, and despair.
"An admiral injured?"
Saint Charlos scoffed.
"Nowadays, anyone can be an admiral?"
"If a pirate can injure an admiral, it just means they are useless!"
"Damn it!"
A marine officer threw his gun to the ground.
"I quit! What's the point of protecting this trash!"
"I joined the Marines to serve people, not to be a lapdog!"
"What's so great about the Celestial Dragons!"
With the first outburst, other navy officers also threw their weapons to the ground.
"Exactly!"
"Who cares about protecting this trash? I'm out!"
"Celestial Dragons? More like Celestial Worms!"
"You! Do you lowly scum want to rebel!"
Saint Charlos was trembling with rage, his golden pistol wavering uncertainly.
At that moment, an officer from another navy warship used Geppo to reach the Heavenly Tribute fleet.
Seeing the Marine personnel throwing their weapons on the ground and glaring angrily at the Celestial Dragons, the officer's face changed drastically.
He noticed a figure in a Marine uniform lying in a pool of blood, and his eyes constricted sharply!
It was his officer!
Vice Admiral Neilman clenched his fists, struggling to control his fury.
Now he understood why the marines on board had reacted this way.
Clap clap clap—
Suddenly, applause echoed from somewhere. Neilman's face darkened as he roared, "Who is applauding?"
"Show yourself!"
At that moment, Neilman noticed the expressions of the navy personnel had changed. They looked up at the sky, their faces pale with fear.
Neilman also looked up, and his expression froze, turning pale.
In the sky, Ryujiro looked down with a mocking smile, as if watching a show.
"Wonderful! Absolutely spectacular!"
Neilman's body trembled violently.
"White Demon!"
A chill ran through the navy on the ship, including Neilman.
But Saint Charlos, looking up at Ryujiro from his lofty position, was consumed by rage.
"How dare you! Who do you think you are, making me look up at you!"
"Damn commoners! Die!"
Saint Charlos' face was filled with anger and arrogance. Celestial Dragons were foolish beings, living as pests in the world.
Bang— Bang— Bang—
Saint Charlos fired several shots at Ryujiro in the sky.
Neilman's face changed dramatically. Were all Celestial Dragons this foolish?
Several golden bullets hung in the air, and Ryujiro looked at Saint Charlos with amusement.
"Here you go."
With a flick of his finger!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The bullets flew back. Vice Admiral Neilman had to intervene and drew his sword.
Clang clang clang!
Bright sparks exploded as Neilman blocked the bullets.
Saint Charlos was trembling violently, shouting frantically, "Rebellion! Rebellion! How dare you attack me!"
"Unforgivable! It's an unforgivable crime!"
"You! Contact the Marine headquarters and call for an admiral!"
"I want this pirate dead!"
Ryujiro glanced at Neilman with indifference.
"Is protecting this fat pig worth it?"
Neilman's eyes slightly changed. "He's a Celestial Dragon!"
"A Celestial Dragon? The World Government is indeed archaic."
"Seems like most Celestial Dragons are as foolish as him."
With a sharp voice, Ryujiro's presence vanished from Neilman's sight.
Suddenly! Neilman's eyes widened in shock as Ryujiro appeared behind him.
"Stop!"
Neilman shouted in horror!
Pfff!
Ryujiro's chakra blade easily left a clear mark on Saint Charlos' neck.
"Ugh..."
Saint Charlos' eyes were filled with terror. He clutched his neck with both hands, but blood gushed out like a waterfall.
Bang—
The obese body fell heavily into the pool of blood, splattering droplets everywhere.
Saint Charlos' eyes widened, and he breathed his last.
"Rumble rumble—"
Neilman's mind went blank as he looked at Saint Charlos' corpse, his mouth twitching.
A Celestial Dragon was dead!
Neilman couldn't imagine the impact this news would have on the entire sea. It would surely cause a massive "quake" throughout the world!
Thinking about what would follow, Neilman couldn't help but shiver.
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