Nippon Emperor Arrives on Sea Star Mainland!

The space was dark, with cold iron walls and a floor, and there was a faint sense of swaying.

Seventeen men and women, including the elderly, middle-aged and young, sat numbly in the cell of less than thirty square meters, some burying their heads between their legs and arms, others staring nervously at the empty corridor outside the bars.

The atmosphere was very oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

They are prisoners.

But before that, they were a royal family, including viscounts, marquises, princes, and even the Emperor and Empress!

That's right.

These people are members of the royal family of the Japan Island Nation that preceded the Demon Slayer World.

They were first escorted by the Army through the Star Gate in the Aokigahara Forest, then traveled by car across the Red Line, and were then handed over to the newly formed Air Force, which used this Flying Warship to take them to their destination.

Of course, these Air Force generals and Air Force soldiers are still taking away flesh from the Marine Headquarters.

The plan is to transfer 200,000 people.

However, the Air Force Headquarters has not yet been built, and there are only about ten Flying Warships, so the first batch of soldiers was only enough to fill these Flying Warships, about 20,000.

For officers of the rank of Major and above, the dolls are mainly selected from those who are proficient in 'Geppo' or have the ability to fly.

Regarding uniforms.

It looked exactly the opposite of the navy; the soldiers wore blue shirts, white trousers, and white scarves around their necks.

The officers' Coat of Justice feature a beautiful sky-blue background with white lettering.

Like two Bai Yun floating in a clear blue sky, the golden epaulets on their shoulders are like the dazzling sun.

"We've arrived. Come out."

At this moment, an Air Force Major wearing a blue overcoat appeared outside the cell with four Private First Class and escorted the Otherworld royalty inside onto the deck.

"Report, Vice Admiral Marco, all seventeen prisoners have been brought in!"

Upon hearing the Major's voice, a young man who had been standing by the ship's railing looking ahead turned around.

He was probably over two meters tall, with punk-style blond hair, and looked a lot like a pineapple.

Because the wind shields on the warship blocked the Hayate outside, the Coat of Justice he was wearing clung obediently to his back.

It is Phoenix Marco Phoenix, the former First Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, a citizen of the Whitebeard Kingdom, and Vice Admiral at the Air Force Headquarters!

He was only twenty-three years old, so he looked very young and energetic, with a faint, gentle smile on his face.

Marco was not a person who enjoyed killing, so when he was carrying out the mission to suppress the Bald Eagle Republic in the Demon Slayer World...

They simply leveled the place called White House and returned to Star Gate Camp. After 'Whitebeard' also returned from the Great Stick Country, they went back to the Sea Star Homeworld together.

However, Jin, who went with him, chose to stay and do his best to suppress wave after wave of armies, for reasons unknown.

"We're almost in Wano Country. You... no, we're on Wano Island now. You'll take them down there and hand them over to the ninja from the Sea Ninja Village."

Marco gazed with a look of deep emotion at the island that was drawing ever closer, resembling a steak.

This reminded him of Kozuki Oden, Lady Hiyori, and the Lady Toki; Momonosuke and Hiyori were both born on the Moby Dick.

Everything has changed now; I suppose they've already reunited in the Underworld.

Marco didn't really like Kozuki Oden, because after joining his own crew, Oden went on to join Roger Pirates.

He felt it was a betrayal.

But since my Pops had already agreed, I couldn't say anything more.

Half an hour later.

Seventeen members of the Japanese imperial family, including the Emperor and Empress, were handed over by the Air Force to a Forehead Protector of ninjas wearing Nippon and dressed in black at Date Ida Port Kuri Village.

The leader was none other than Wind Blade, Jonin the Sea Ninja Village, a man who was two meters tall, with a strong physique, and surrounded by a ring of white smoke.

"The message has been received. Goodbye!"

The Wind Blade didn't say anything more, and waved his hand behind him with a serious expression.

Seventeen ninjas stepped forward as instructed, each picking up a Japanese royal Nippon, and then vanished in a flash, showing no regard for whether the person in their arms could withstand such speed.

[Bang!]

Arriving at a corner at the foot of Mount Fuji in the Flower Capital, the Nippon Emperor was the first to be thrown to the ground, but he had already passed out.

However, the other young nobles vomited repeatedly, and in their dizziness, they vaguely raised their heads, instinctively trying to observe their surroundings.

But when I looked up, the first thing I saw was a huge red Torii.

They were naturally familiar with this thing.

As your gaze continues past the Torii, you see a tall, slender mountain that soars into the clouds, its summit covered in snow like Mount Fuji.

Where am I?

"You want us to live here?"

A middle-aged prince, his face ashen, wiped the drool from his mouth, but his eyes were filled with fear as he looked at the black-clad ninjas, so his voice trembled noticeably.

But none of the ninjas answered him; they just stared at him expressionlessly, which gradually made the atmosphere in the room strange.

"The time has come."

At that moment, Wind Blade looked up at the sun overhead and ordered, "Send them on their way!"

[Swish, swish, swish]

All the black-clad ninjas drew their Samurai swords from their backs, the sharp blades gleaming coldly, making the faces of the Nippon royal family men and women turn deathly pale.

"You're going to kill people!"

"Our country has already been taken by you, and it poses no threat to you whatsoever. Why are you killing us?"

"No! Please! I beg you, let me be a commoner, just to live, that's all I need!"

These people were terrified, and they knelt on the ground, crying and begging for mercy. They even banged their heads on the ground, and did not stop even when their foreheads were bleeding.

But the ninjas from the Sea Ninja Village remained unmoved, slowly walking over step by step.

"Is that His Majesty Emperor?"

On a small hill in the distance, Tengen Uzui, the former Sound Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps, watched with mixed feelings as the royal family of his homeland fell one after another into pools of blood under the blades of ninjas.

This was his first time meeting the Emperor, but he was aware of the claim that he was a descendant of Amaterasu Omikami.

In the hearts of the Nippon people, the Emperor is not a human being, but a god. But now this god is being dragged to another world to be slaughtered like a pig or a dog.

"But why? If you were going to kill someone, why bring them here?"

Tengen Uzui was puzzled. After a moment, seeing the ninjas there already starting to clean up the corpses, a guess formed in his mind: Could it be that they were killing people to show him?

Or rather, is it to kill them in front of those from the Demon Slayer World?

For example, the Ubuyashiki Clan and the Jingū Clan, who live in the Flower Capital, might have seen this scene through Den Den Mushi).

"Deterrence?"

Tengen Uzui couldn't think of any other reason, so he shook his head and disappeared from the spot with a heavy heart.

But what he didn't know was that in another realm, invisible to the naked eye.

A skeletal Grim Shinigami, draped in Daikoku and wielding a massive scythe, collected the terrified and struggling souls of the Emperor and his entourage.

"The Underworld was too boring before, I hope this one will be more lively."

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