Summit War: A Chaotic Battle Among Many Factions

"Captain! Look what we found! Devil Fruits! And mountains of gold!" Nami shouted excitedly.

She was currently struggling to drag a burlap sack sewn from canvas, at least a hundred times larger than herself, slowly along the bumpy road.

"Jewels! The vaults in those mansions are packed with incredibly beautiful jewelry!"

Ghost Princess Perona followed close behind, dragging a slightly smaller bag filled with gemstones, her tone brimming with pride.

After all, women and Great Dragons were not that different in some ways. They both liked these glittering little trinkets worth a fortune.

In comparison, traditional straight male pirates like the fat Georgia Rini and Omir were much simpler and more brutal when it came to looting wealth. They swept away all the large-denomination bills that were easy to carry.

It never occurred to them that with even the World Government having collapsed, these paper currencies supported entirely by credit would very likely depreciate into worthless scraps.

Allen did not restrain his subordinates from looting the Celestial Dragons' wealth. Instead, he generously gave everyone, including the freed slaves, half an hour to plunder the riches the Celestial Dragons had accumulated over eight hundred years.

In the end, even he joined in, sweeping away every valuable item in Mary Geoise.

Only after all that was done did the Endless Abyss leave the Red Line at high speed, loaded with treasure and countless slaves who had regained their freedom.

After flying several dozen kilometers away, Allen immediately ordered the ship to stop. He took out a replicated nuclear warhead, stuffed it into the barrel of the Electromagnetic Cannon, and smiled at Vegapunk. "Doctor! Do you remember what I promised you before?"

"You can't mean..."

Vegapunk had clearly realized something. His eyes were locked onto that thick, massive super nuclear warhead.

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