"That bastard, why now?!"
The Project Utopia had reached its most critical juncture, and then, out of nowhere, a madman appeared!
The cigarette in Crocodile's mouth had been gloriously sacrificed, and most of the cigar had fallen onto the table.
"Miss All Sunday, please make a trip to Albana!"
"Me? That guy's no pushover!"
The dark-skinned beauty was not too willing to take on this task, after all, the opponent's strength was far beyond her reach.
"We can't ignore that dangerous guy at a time like this. You don't want to die, do you, Nico Robin?"
Crocodile turned his head, his eyes bloodshot, and gave him a command in a half-threatening manner.
"Didn't we agree not to use that name?"
Robin shrugged, turned and gracefully left. As for whether she would carry out the mission, Crocodile couldn't be sure.
After all, in a sense, the other party was not his subordinate.
"Ulquiorra ...you'd better just be passing through this country..."
In the dark room, only endless silence remained.
"Cifer, let's go take a look too!"
Chopper held a marshmallow in his left hand and a lollipop in his right, looking at the palace guarded by soldiers not far away.
The palace and the street were connected by a long staircase. At the bottom of the staircase, dozens of civilians were shouting and shoving each other. Chopper wanted to see what was going on.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the common people were all pale and thin, appearing to be malnourished.
"Please let us see the king!"
They kept telling the soldiers about the difficulties their families were facing due to the drought, hoping the king could give them a solution.
"Wow, has this country really gotten this bad?!"
Chopper, who had overheard the conversation, was shocked. They went straight to the capital upon arrival and didn't see any other cities.
He naively believed that it was just a country built on the desert.
"Chopper, it's alright. Captain Cifer is here to take care of this, right?"
Nolan had done his research and found that Crocodile, one of the Shichibukai had been staying in this country for many years.
Captain Cifer said he was about to fall from power, so he came here, and there was also a conversation with the ballerina.
Then, they happened to run into the Baroque Works, who wanted to destroy the country, while on their way.
Nolan believes that their purpose in coming here is to save this country!
"Really?!"
"Unfortunately, you guessed wrong!"
Ignoring Chopper's adoring gaze, Cifer dismissed her guess.
"Ah?!"
"But it's not entirely wrong either!"
Nolan was confused, but Cifer had already opened the Garganta, they had no choice but to follow him inside.
"I think there were a few people here just now..."
People nearby began frantically rubbing their eyes, trying to pull out Cifer and the others who were still standing there.
"I think you're hallucinating from thirst!"
"That's also possible..."
Meanwhile, inside the palace, two tall men were pacing back and forth, clearly preoccupied.
"Those Rebel Army are already making moves. Do we really want to continue like this?"
The man with the unusual hairstyle had a face full of anxiety; he was none other than Chaka, one of the two Guardian God of Alabasta.
"The king will not allow it."
Another man, wearing a headscarf, with a long sword at his waist and bright tear stains on his face, appeared expressionless, but he was also extremely anxious.
He is another Guardian God, Beel, who is considered the strongest in Alabasta.
"No!"
Chaka could no longer contain himself and strode toward the king's palace. Beel moved his lips but did not stop him.
It was a magnificent palace on the outside, but extremely simple inside, with only a dozen soldiers guarding the man on the throne.
Nefertari Cobra, this middle-aged man with a tuft of beard, has a determined look in his eyes.
"Your Majesty! It's only a matter of time before the Rebel Army launch an attack on Albana. We must take the initiative as soon as possible!"
Upon entering, Chaka immediately stated his purpose to Cobra, hoping that the Royal Army could be dispatched as soon as possible.
"Shut up! I already said no! This isn't childish squabbles, are you trying to retaliate?!"
Unfortunately, he refused his subordinates as always, even as war was imminent.
"But if this continues, it will be a matter of national survival!"
Chaka began to get agitated.
"So what? Starting with the Dance Powder incident, it's clear that someone wants to conquer this country."
"Before we find out who's behind this, do you want me to take action against the people of this country? That would be pushing this country to the brink of destruction!"
Both Chaka and Beel gritted their teeth and clenched their fists; they could not tolerate anyone causing any harm to their country.
But they were unable to refute what the king said.
"Listen up, all of you! The nation is the people!"
"Well said!"
Just as Cobra finished speaking, and Chaka and Beel were about to struggle a bit, applause rang out.
"Who goes there?!"
Both Chaka and Beel drew their longswords at the same time, only to see a crack appear in the space, which gradually widened, and the four of Cifer walked out from it.
"Be careful, this toy can hurt people."
Cifer gently brushed aside the longsword that Chaka was pointing at him with his fingers.
"Men with tear stains are the most handsome, don't you think?"
His gaze fell on Beel, but unfortunately, the other man completely ignored his question.
Both the king and the two Guardian God recognized the newcomers after seeing their faces.
"Ulquiorra Cifer, one of the Shichibukai, what exactly do you want?!"
Beel's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, fixed intently on the man before him.
"Don't be so confrontational. We're here to help! Haven't you been looking for the people who started this war since the Dance Powder incident?"
Cifer looked at Cobra, who was sitting in the upper seat.
"Chaka, Beel, you two step back!"
"But His Majesty the King, he is..."
Before Chaka could finish speaking, Cobra waved his hand, signaling him to stop.
They were all well aware of Cifer's glorious deeds. If this man wanted to harm them, Chaka and Beel standing in front of him would only increase casualties.
"Then, Your Shichibukai, could you please tell us who is behind all this?"
Cobra had already stood up, walked to Cifer, and looked up at him.
Cifer did not answer immediately, but ignored him and walked straight to the throne behind him, with Enel and the others following closely behind.
"That belongs to the king..."
Cobra stopped Chaka from getting angry; it wasn't worth getting into a fight with this man over a mere seat at this juncture.
"This seat is really comfortable!"
Cifer closed his eyes and sighed.
"Really? I want to ride in the Cifer too!"
Chopper was making a fuss on the side; he also wanted to see what it felt like to sit on the throne of a king.
Cifer stood up and gave him his seat.
"The answer is actually quite simple. Isn't there another one in this country? Someone who's just as dangerous as me in name!"
The king's eyes were filled with disbelief.
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, your daughter Princess Vivi's letter is probably already on its way."
"Let someone prepare dinner, so we can enjoy the cuisine of this country."
"In return, we will guard this palace!"