After one Celestial Dragon was bitten to death by thousands of tiny venomous insects, Xiao Zhen and the others lost any interest in continuing to toy with this trash.
He glanced at the several thousand who remained, including the Five Elders, the so-called Lord Imu, and a group of Celestial Dragon children who had not even been weaned.
Waving to the Whitebeard Pirates members, Xiao Zhen said calmly, "I've lost interest on my end. Execute this trash one by one in front of the live broadcast!"
Several division commanders whose hands had long been itching stepped forward without hesitation. The captain of the Eighth Division was a Fish-man.
It had been the Celestial Dragons' indulgence and greed that directly turned Fish-men and merfolk into the best-selling slaves on the seas.
Even on Fish-man Island, countless Fish-men and merfolk were forcibly taken away every year, never able to return home for the rest of their lives.
"You pieces of trash, I can finally avenge my people!"
Soon, the Celestial Dragons were executed one after another. Even some who were still quite young had their heads cut off by the enraged Fish-man captain.
In the end, Whitebeard could not bear to watch any longer and stopped his son.
Whitebeard planned to send the remaining Celestial Dragon infants to Red-Hair.
That kid was a Celestial Dragon too, after all, so he probably would not mind taking in a few Celestial Dragon children.
Even Whitebeard, who loved taking in godsons, had no intention of adopting Celestial Dragons at this moment.
When it finally came time for the Five Elders and Imu, the ever-silent Lord Imu finally spoke.
"You are truly powerful, visitors from another world. If possible, what price must I pay to keep my life?"
She had always sat upon the world's highest